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

Chapter 100 Wu Zong: Wake Up!Hunting time! (5K seeking subscription!)

"Mr. Yangming, are you picking bamboo again?"

The moment the sound fell from the courtyard, beside Wang Shouren, a figure appeared out of nothingness, it was Ji Boying.

Concerning all the speculations about the Zhengde Dynasty in his heart, Ji Boying hoped to get a definite answer from Wang Shouren. After all, guesses are guesses after all, and facts need to be proved by witnesses.

This living sage, who has insight into everything in the world with his mind, has long been enlightened.

However, Ji Boying's words did not attract Wang Shouren's attention.

Even, Wang Shouren didn't even look at Ji Boying, he still stood up straight, staring at the bamboo in front of him without blinking.

'To be able to stay without blinking for so long, the saint really is a saint. '

Ji Boying thought about it.

'It's just strange. When Wang Yangming first debuted, he was doing bamboo grids day and night. After Longchang realized the Tao, he should have mastered the mind. Why is he still griding bamboos? What can this bamboo grid do? '

Ji Boying looked at this piece of Hsinchu, imitating Wang Yangming's appearance, staring intently for more than ten seconds, and finally couldn't see anything.

In this world, the easiest subject to understand is philosophy, and the most difficult subject to understand is also philosophy.

At least, Ji Boying thought that he was a layman, he could go with mountains and rivers.

Philosophy, I can't understand it.

'It seems that we can only make big moves. '

Taking a deep breath, Ji Boying spoke again.

"There is no good and no evil. There is good and there is evil. Knowing good and knowing evil is liangzhi, doing good and eliminating evil is investigating things."

Ji Boying opened his mouth slowly, and read out the four sentences of Yangming's teaching.

moment.

Mr. Wang Yangming, who was trying his best to cut the bamboo, suddenly trembled all over his body like a thunderbolt, and then trembled violently.

This scene stunned Ji Boying who was next to him.

WTF? !
Could this be a man with epilepsy? !

According to historical records, Wang Yangming's lungs were not good, and he didn't say that he had epilepsy and went crazy!

Just as Ji Boying was hesitating whether to get some antibiotics for Wang Yangming, Wang Yangming's body gradually stopped shaking.

Then, he turned around and faced Ji Boying.

Those eyes full of red blood, full of philosophical wisdom, calmly revealing excitement, fixedly stared at Ji Boying.

"There is no kindness and no disgusting body, there is goodness and maliciousness."

"Knowing good and knowing evil is liangzhi, doing good and eliminating evil is investigating things."

Slowly read the four sentences Ji Boying just read again.

Wang Yangming took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Ji Boying.

Since King Ning's rebellion was pacified, and after seeing Emperor Zhengde, he said he was ill and retreated home. The reason was simple. The political vortex had reached the craziest stage, and he had no intention of getting involved in it.

During the period of recuperating from illness and returning to recuperation, Wang Yangming has been devoting himself to doing one thing, which is to start all kinds of grids, grids, bamboos, and try to condense his life's realization into the simplest paragraph.

He knows one thing very well, only the simplest and most refined language can popularize the world and enlighten the hearts of the people.

"Your Excellency's knowledge is far superior to mine."

While being excited, Wang Yangming also felt a little lost.

He originally thought that he was the only one who realized the great law of learning from the heart, but he didn't expect that there would be someone who was ahead of him and condensed this knowledge into such quintessential words.

Wang Yangming repeated in his mind many times, "There is no kindness and no disgusting body. There is goodness and maliciousness. Knowing the good and knowing the evil is the conscience, and doing the good and eliminating the evil is the investigation of things." He found that he couldn't change a single word.

Perfect!It's just perfect!

From Wang Yangming's eyes, Ji Boying roughly guessed what Wang Yangming was thinking, and almost let out a pig cry from laughter.

This is what you summed up yourself, it's only strange if you can change it.

The year before Wang Yangming passed away, that is, at the age of 56, he finally condensed the four-sentence teaching of Yangming, which is the most famous in the world, has been passed down through the ages, and has been regarded as the lifelong mantra by countless disciples of Xinxue.

But the current Wang Yangming is less than fifty years old.

Ji Boying's trick is called, say what Wang Yangming will say in the future, so that Wang Yangming has nothing to say.

"Mr. Yangming is being polite."

Ji Boying smiled, thinking that you, old boy, would ignore me at first, which would break your heart.

"I came here this time to confirm something with Mr. Yangming."

Without waiting for Wang Yangming to say hello, Ji Boying sat on the stone stool of the stone tea table beside the bamboo grove.

For hemorrhoid patients, sitting is more comfortable than standing.

Naturally, Wang Yangming didn't care about this at all, what he pays attention to in the study of mind is to act according to one's heart and act according to one's will.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency."

After Wang Yangming took his seat, he didn't care where Ji Boying came from, or how he suddenly appeared in his small courtyard.

"Drink tea."

Ji Boying nodded slightly to the side of the stone table.

In an instant, two cups of hot tea appeared on the stone table.

When Wang Yangming saw the hot tea that appeared out of nowhere, his eyes narrowed slightly. After being a little surprised, he picked up the tea with a smile and took a sip.

"Slightly astringent, fragrant, not bad."

Ji Boying didn't discuss the tea ceremony with Wang Yangming, and he didn't understand it either, he only knew that it was expensive.

"Mr. Yangming, I want to ask you three things."

"You can answer, or you can choose not to answer."

"First thing, how do you feel about being the Son of Heaven?"

"Second, what do you think of the cabinet squads?"

"The third thing, do you think the emperor fell into the water twice, is it accidental?"

Simple and direct, no detours.

There is no need to beat around the bush when discussing matters with Wang Yangming, the originator of mind learning.

Yes is yes, no is no.

Regarding the three questions Ji Boying asked, Wang Yangming smiled slightly, put down the teacup in his hand, and answered without even having time to think.

"The son of heaven is intelligent and has great ambitions; it seems to be superficial, but it is actually the universe."

The short sixteen words don't need much words, and it can be said to be extremely high to be able to get these sixteen words from Wang Yangming's mouth.

"The ministers of the cabinet have no division of power and private interests."

These eight words directly crushed the civil servants of the Zhengde Dynasty to the ground and scolded them.

"As for the third question."

Wang Yangming stood up and looked at the golden sun rising in the sky.

"Let's see if the Golden Crow ascends east by chance."

A word out.

Ji Boying understood.

It is certainly no accident that the sun rises in the east.

"Thank you, Mr. Yangming, for clarifying the confusion."

When the words fell, Wang Yangming turned around and looked around, and the figure sitting opposite had disappeared.

However, on this stone table, there were a lot of things that he had never seen before, which looked like pills.

Unlike Empress Ma, Wang Yangming's lung disease has very clear records.

Wang Yangming suffered from chronic pulmonary tuberculosis at the age of 17. Since then, he has been troubled by lung disease all his life, especially in summer, and finally died of lung disease.

What Ji Boying left him were some antibiotics and other special medicines for tuberculosis, which were enough to make Wang Yangming live a few more years.

There is also a box of diazepam in it, and it is noted that it should be taken before death.

In this way, at least it won't be as painful as walking.

"Mr. Yangming, those four sentences just now are called Yangming's Four Sentence Teachings by later generations of Xinxue."

"You have also fulfilled your long-cherished wish."

The wish of Yangming I was to become a saint.

The remnant sound fell in Wang Yangming's ears, Wang Shouren was startled again, and then laughed.

Dao heart, steady.

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Shuntian Mansion, the Forbidden City.

The Forbidden City is not all the imperial palace, but divided into the imperial city and the palace city, just like the word "back".

In the second year of Zhengde, Emperor Wuzong began to build the Leopard Palace on the southwest bank of Taiye Pool in Xiyuan, the imperial city. It was not until the seventh year of Zhengde that the Leopard Palace was completely completed. There are more than [-] houses in it, costing more than [-] taels of silver.

The so-called leopard house is not simply a house for raising leopards, nor is it a separate garden for the king in general, but the place where Wuzong lived and handled government affairs.

Because Wu Zong was a martial artist, there are also buildings and facilities that only exist in military camps such as school grounds.

At this time, the leopard room is in the palace.

In the early morning mist, a slender figure sat quietly on the main steps of the palace. From this angle and height, one could see Wenyuan Pavilion in the Forbidden City, where the cabinet was on duty.

"Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."

Behind him, a hunched eunuch said.

"As much silver as Mr. Yang gave you, I will give you double."

A word out.

The eunuch's face changed suddenly, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop, his whole body trembling.

Seeing this, Zhu Houzhao smiled.

Some time ago, he frequently changed the eunuchs around him, but later found that doing so had no effect. Since the eight tigers he cultivated were killed one by one, few of the eunuchs in the palace were truly loyal to him.

"Back off, I want to be quiet."

Then the eunuch retreated on his knees, turned and walked away quickly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead in fright.

Although the emperor of this meeting is seriously ill, he will not live for a few days, even though the emperor's decree can no longer leave the Forbidden City, all the decrees of the world come from the cabinet.

But to kill such a eunuch as himself, it is still a matter of lip service.

The wind blows.

The warm spring breeze in the morning blows on the face, which is extraordinarily comfortable.

Zhu Houzhao closed his eyes and felt the pure wind blowing on his face, feeling the first ray of warm light in the morning.

His heart has never been calm at this moment, never relaxed at this moment.

From the day he ascended the throne, he has been tossing and tossing. Many of the methods of tossing and tossing seem absurd, but they are actually fighting with civil servants.

With one last breath of heart before the month, Wang Qiong was promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

In fact, Zhu Houzhao also knows that it is useless to do so. A minister of the Ministry of officials can't compete with Yang Tinghe who is in power, and the facts have proved this. return.

Now Zhu Houzhao has done everything he can do. He knows that he can do nothing now and can only wait for his death. This is also the result that the civil servants have been waiting for.

When he opened his eyes again, he was taken aback.

Because in front of him, there was one more person.

Subconsciously glanced left and right, and confirmed that this person was indeed conjured out of thin air.

"Are you... God?"

Zhu Hou looked at Ji Boying, and asked a question that made Ji Boying stunned.

As Zhu Houzhao, who is proficient in five foreign languages, he likes meeting foreign friends very much. Naturally, he also heard these foreigners describe the appearance of God.

Because Ji Boying's attire really doesn't look like a Daoist Buddha.

"No, even if I die, I'm still an oriental ghost. You are from the west, so I shouldn't be under your control."

Zhu Houzhao was asking seriously, after all, it was related to his whereabouts.

'Is this kid sick and stupid? What's the matter? '

Ji Boying frowned slightly, and looked carefully at the Emperor Wuzong.

After several months of tossing, the originally strong figure has become emaciated, and the cheekbones are clearly visible, which shows how difficult these few months have been.

His face was vain, darkened, and he looked listless.

'Overboard sequelae. '

These five words jumped into my heart.

Of course, this is pure nonsense.

Even Ji Boying's superficial medical knowledge can tell that Zhu Houzhao is poisoned, and there is a high probability that it is chronic poisoning.

"Did you know you were poisoned?"

Ji Boying asked a question.

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Zhu Houzhao asked back.

It can be seen from his eyes that he is very interested in Ji Boying, those eyes that have been boring for a long time are full of new ideas.

The biggest difference between Emperor Zhengde and the other emperors of the Ming Dynasty is that he has a high degree of acceptance of new things and is very willing to get in touch with new things. For a dynasty, this often represents aggressiveness and expansion of territory.

Having said that, Zhu Houzhao smiled.

He lay back, took a long breath, looked at the sleepy sky like a ten-year-old child, and laughed.

Even if he knew that the soup was poisonous, so what?
Nothing will change.

Zhu Houzhao felt ashamed that the emperor did this.

Zhu Houzhao once tried to refuse to drink medicine.

Whether it was the expulsion of the eunuchs around him one after another, or the decree to the cabinet to change the imperial doctor, they were all struggling and fighting.

It's just that the reality gave Zhu Houzhao a resounding slap, none of these are useful, even the emperor's words are useless.

Moreover, this was arranged by the most respected and beloved Mr. Yang in my life. As a student, how could I refuse.

'Mr. Yang, since you like power, I'll give it to you, all of it. '

This is Zhu Houzhao's true heart at this moment. It is a heart that is better than death. He often thinks of Yang Tinghe's teachings to him when he was still the prince of the Eastern Palace.

Zhu Houzhao wants to do things, but his heart is extremely tolerant, and he is extremely loyal, and often thinks from the standpoint of others.

Love and righteousness, for ordinary people, this is the quality.

But for the emperor, this was a weakness that was exploited.

"Do you want to become a promising king, do you want to lead Daming to the prosperity of all ages, do you want to let the dragon flag of Daming fly in every land in the world."

Ji Boying looked down at the Emperor Wuzong, who was completely laid down in body, mind and body, and threw out a bait that the emperor could not refuse.

Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up when he was lying flat.

However, it was dark again in an instant.

In his view, this is already impossible.

"I don't know who you are, but whether you are a god or a Buddha, I'm already dying anyway, so I don't have the heart to care about the prosperity of all ages."

No matter how ambitious you are, when the fate of death comes, your ambition will be wiped out.

"Eat this."

Ji Boying stretched out his hand, and in his palm, under the watchful eyes of Zhu Houzhao, a snow-white pill appeared in his palm from scratch.

That's right, it's Angong Niuhuang Wan again.

Angong Niuhuang Pills have miraculous antipyretic effects, but as everyone knows, among the effects of Angong Niuhuang Pills, it depends on the first four words: clearing away heat and detoxifying.

Detoxification is also one of the miraculous effects.

"This is?"

Zhu Houzhao sat up, staring blankly at the pill the size of half an egg.

"It's so big, how do you eat it?"

Just opened his mouth.

Ji Boying took the opportunity to cover it with a slap, and stuffed the pill the size of half an egg into Zhu Houzhao's mouth.

In an instant, the Emperor Wuzong's eyes widened, and he covered his neck with both hands desperately. His already dark cheeks would turn red even more rapidly. He thought that I hadn't been poisoned to death, but I was choked to death today. up!
"Oh, what a hassle."

Ji Boying looked at Zhu Houzhao, who was clutching his throat, unable to swallow, stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Houzhao's chin, grabbed a bottle of mineral water without a cap with his other hand, and poured it directly into Zhu Houzhao's open mouth.

Rinse half a bottle of water, Gulu.

Zhu Houzhao swallowed hard, and then panted heavily with his neck reddened.

"What are you...?"

Zhu Houzhao, who was recovering, looked up at Ji Boying again.

"immortal."

Ji Boying raised his foot slightly, stepped on the stairs next to Zhu Houzhao, then leaned over slightly, staring at Zhu Houzhao's eyes.

"I'll ask you again, do you want to?"

Zhu Hou, who was covering his throat, looked at Ji Boying, his mood fluctuated slightly.

"Are you really a fairy?"

boom!
A thunderbolt descended in an instant, and instantly struck a corner not far away, and a figure of a young eunuch turned into coke on the spot.

It's no wonder Ji Boying, you said you were engaged in wiretapping and you just concentrate on wiretapping. Why you want to be malicious towards me is really hard to figure out.

If you say that Zhu Houzhao, who was lying flat last second, had completely believed in Ji Boying's status as a god in his heart when he saw the thunder coming, his eyes were shining brightly.

Moreover, there is no way to believe it, he has no other way to go now, even if he is deceived, he is willing to fight!
"miss you!"

"I dream about it!"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes shone with the flame of revenge.

Frowning, Zhu Houzhao suddenly felt as if his body was on fire.

Although it feels a little uncomfortable, the energy that has disappeared in the past few months is faintly showing signs of recovery, and I am somewhat convinced of the possibility that the person in front of me is a fairy.

"Have you ever read a book?"

Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Houzhao.

"I have read it."

Zhu Houzhao nodded seriously.

The civil servant Emperor Hei Wuzong was ignorant, and he really wanted to give these civil servants a big slap in the face. What qualifications do you bastards who can't understand official Chinese have to say that a language master who is proficient in five foreign languages ​​is illiterate? !
"Since you have read the book, you should know how your great-grandfather did it."

After saying a word, Zhu Houzhao's pupils shrank.

Deep in those eyes, the ancestral killing soul in the blood of the old Zhu family is awakening!

Wake up, hunt time!

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