Daming Zhu Di: Father, why aren't you dead? !

Chapter 1
In the 13th year of Hongwu, the first month of the new year.

In the Ming Dynasty, which experienced the Kongyin case and the Hu Weiyong case one after another, tens of thousands of human heads rolled into blood balls, and the black hat that no dog wanted fell to the ground. All the officials who were still alive carried the coffin to work tremblingly.

Forbidden City, Fengtian Temple.

The early court has been dispersed, and only the sitting emperor Zhu Yuanzhang and the standing prince Zhu Biao are in the hall.

"Biao'er, you said someone predicted Hu Weiyong's rebellion?"

When Lao Zhu said this, there was already murderous intent in his eyes, and Lao Zhu, who had killed tens of thousands of people, was already a little bit over the top.

"Back to the father, this is indeed the case."

"That person suddenly appeared in the East Palace a few days ago, claiming to be a banished immortal, who can predict the fate of the Ming Dynasty and the future fate. He told my minister about the Hu Dang case. The minister did not believe it, but what happened in the past few days was actually in line with what this person said."

"Even Hu Ni's confession and Tu Jie's death are all exact."

The current crown prince, Zhu Biao, who was hailed by later generations as the most powerful successor in history, frowned.

Years ago, Old Zhu imprisoned Hu Weiyong, Prime Minister of Zuo, and Chen Ning, the doctor of imperial history, for the crime of "concealing the arrival of the Occupy messenger". At first, Zhu Biao thought that Old Zhu was just trying to kill Hu Weiyong because of his arrogance.

This imperial censor, Zhongcheng Tujie, is Hu Weiyong's confidant son Hao Da'er who was single-handedly drawn into Zhongshu Province.

Old Zhu Detu wrote a letter, and with a big wave of his hand, he ordered to kill Hu Weiyong alive and punish the nine clans.

And Tujie, the big boy who reported and was in charge of the trial, was slaughtered the day after Hu Weiyong was killed. What happened was simple. When Hu Weiyong was interrogated, according to the procedure, he had to ask, "Who are your accomplices?"

In fact, the answer to this question is not important, because the correct answer has already been drawn up, and asking one more question is just a process.

However, when everyone finished asking questions and was about to leave work, Lao Hu, who had never said a word from the beginning to the end, suddenly said hysterically: "Yu Shi Zhong Cheng Tu Jie is with me!"

As the chief judge, Tu Jie was stunned on the spot, thinking that this is not in the script, dear adoptive father, how can you add drama maliciously? !

Tu Jie was dumbfounded, but the captain of the pro-army Duweifu (predecessor of Jinyiwei) who was in charge of recording from the side did not dare to hide a word, and immediately reported Hu Weiyong's short confession to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Only the next day, Zhu Yuanzhang gave a reply.

Tu section from the reverse, cut.

If you can predict Hu Weiyong's death, you can still use logical reasoning to explain it, but Tu Jie's death and Hu Weiyong's confession cannot be explained logically. After all, before Hu Weiyong shouted that confession, even Lao Zhu never thought about killing Tu Jie, at least he didn't think about killing Tu Jie in such a hurry.

"For this exiled immortal, what does the crown prince think should be done?"

Lao Zhu looked at his precious son, since the founding of the country, Lao Zhu has always brought Zhu Biao by his side to teach by example, and in recent years, he has gradually delegated political affairs to Zhu Biao. This kind of inquiry has long been a daily routine.

"My son thinks that if that person is just talking nonsense, it's fine, but if he can really predict the future, as far as my Ming Dynasty is concerned, he should be enshrined as a national teacher."

Old Zhu paused for a moment, then looked at his older brother, with a serious expression and a teaching tone.

"Biao'er, remember it for us."

"Sit firmly in the country, rather than make mistakes."

"If this person speaks nonsense, he should be killed in the downtown area, so as to deter people in the world who are talking about the court. If it is not nonsense, if a person who can predict the future is used by a traitor with evil intentions, there will be endless troubles, and he should be eliminated to eliminate future troubles."

According to Lao Zhu, it doesn't matter whether it's true or false, the head must be chopped off anyway.

"Yes, Erchen took it down."

Although A Biao disapproves of his father's behavior in his heart, he is not allowed to disobey him as a minister or son.

As the words of the father and son fell, Mao Erhu, the pro-military captain (Jin Yiwei had not yet changed his position at this time), escorted a man over the palace steps. The man's face was as sharp as a knife, with handsome features, fine long hair, short shorts and a flowered shirt, and a pair of sunglasses.

Looking at this posture, he had no intention of meeting the emperor at all, coupled with this strange outfit, Lao Zhu's brows were immediately frowned, and the murderous intent to kill someone was evident in his eyes.

He, Zhu Yuanzhang, would never allow Daming to have such a cupping person.

Facing the commoner emperor and Chongba Great Emperor, who started with a bowl to start the world, the visitor did not look timid, but looked at him with great interest. When he was looking at Zhu Yuanzhang, Lao Zhu was also looking at him.

"This face doesn't look like a shoehorn either. The ancients always deceived me."

The visitor sighed, propped his forehead with his hands, and brushed back the loose hair.

His name is Ji Boying. He is an ordinary and handsome man in the 21st century. He loves freedom all his life. Just to celebrate the first order of his new book, he spends a lot of money to play an elegant game called "High Mountain and Flowing Water" with several princesses in KTV.

Just as he was enjoying himself, he was suddenly thrown into Daming, and it was not a single Ming, but a space-time matrix composed of sixteen parallel Mings.

The son-of-a-bitch system told him that only by extending these sixteen parallel time-space Daming Kingdoms to more than 500 years can he open the door to the void and return to the present world.

As for the golden finger, there is only one.

That is, Ji Boying can travel freely in these [-] parallel times and spaces of Ming Dynasty, and there is a small buff that his body can not fear the scorching heat and cold of the four seasons. This is why Ji Boying can wear big underpants in the cold winter and the first month.

Ji Boying raised his hand and pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and there was a light screen on the mirror that only he could see.

"Time and Space: Hongwu"

"National Years: 276"

"Number of Remaining Kingdoms Refreshed: 16"

"Note: After Guozuo is refreshed, the number of refreshes can be obtained every ten years, and each time and space can be obtained up to 1 times at a time"

The number of Guozuo refreshes is equivalent to giving a quick trial and error opportunity. For example, whether a change can prolong Guozuo, you only need to refresh once to get the answer.

As a history writer, I have read eight if not ten of various Ming history novels. For example, the most popular one recently teaches people how to slay dragons and rule the country.

And to prolong the life of Ming Dynasty, the first thing to do is to gain the trust of those in power, because only if the people in power trust, your ideas can be turned into national policies and implemented.

For an ordinary Hongwu traveler, it is as difficult as climbing the sky to gain the trust of the black-bellied old Zhu, and one mistake will result in a head.

After all, no matter how clear and logical what you say, it's useless if Lao Zhu doesn't believe it.

But for Ji Boying, it is not difficult to gain Lao Zhu's trust, because if Lao Zhu doesn't believe it, he can just take him to see it.

"In the next season, Boying met Taizu, Emperor Gao (Taizu is the temple name of Zhu Yuanzhang, and Emperor Gao is the posthumous title)."

Ji Boying just said these words.

Clang~!

Mao Erhu's saber was unsheathed half an inch from his waist, and his eyes were fierce.

Temple names and posthumous titles are things that only dead emperors have, but Lao Zhu is still alive and kicking, cursing the death of the current emperor. This sentence alone is enough to punish the nine clans.

"interesting."

Old Zhu smiled instead of anger, almost all the people in the world who dare to talk to him like this are extinct. He looked at A Biao, because the posthumous title and temple name of the previous emperor were determined by the next emperor.

The temple title of Taizu is exclusive to the founding emperors of all dynasties, but the posthumous titles are different.

"Biao'er, do you plan to give us the posthumous title of Emperor Gao?"

Zhu Biao's complexion changed, and he thought how would I know now, I had to start thinking about it after your old man died, besides, with your body, I might not be able to survive you.

"Your Majesty's posthumous title is not determined by the prince."

Ji Boying said a word, and the smile on Lao Zhu's face froze. If his posthumous title was not assigned by Ah Biao, it means that the next emperor of Ming Dynasty is not his own baby!
Zhu Biao also frowned. There are only two possibilities for himself not to be the emperor, one is to be deposed as the prince halfway, and the other is to die young.

Of course, the probability of being abolished is so low that it almost does not exist, that is to say, he died young.

At this moment, a cold killing intent filled the entire Fengtian Hall.

Originally, Lao Zhu didn't believe in the nonsense of being exiled to immortals, and he just summoned him for entertainment, anyway, he would have to be chopped off after the summoning.

But now, he has lost the interest in teasing this 'banished immortal'.

After a brief silence.

"cut."

The word "cold" came from Lao Zhu's mouth.

This habit of beheading people when they don't agree with each other is very similar to Lao Zhu in the historical records.

Mao Erhu next to Ji Boying had already sharpened his knife, and when Lao Zhu gave an order, he was about to start immediately, while Ji Boying looked calm and spoke lightly.

"On the 13th day of the first lunar month in the [-]th year of Hongwu, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty dismissed Zhongshu, abolished the prime minister, and divided power into six departments, directly reaching Tianting."

As soon as these words came out, Lao Zhu's pupils suddenly shrank.

On the eleventh day of the first lunar month, there are no taboos. This is a good day for Lao Zhu to find the magic stick Liu Rixin.

As the so-called new year and new atmosphere, he is going to secretly do something big, which is to abolish the prime minister system that has lasted for thousands of years.

It was related to the future of the Ming Dynasty, in order to avoid any trouble, he never told anyone about this matter, even his own sister and eldest son, never revealed a single word.

How does this guy know? !

(End of this chapter)