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Chapter 105 Bear boy Zhu Yijun, you can't beat him!
"I am the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, who are you?"

Hearing Zhu Yijun's immature voice, all the emperors present raised their brows.

Zhu Yuanzhang was not angry because of the serious appearance of this child. Instead, he laughed loudly, stepped forward, hugged Zhu Yijun directly, and said with a smile, "You little baby, is Zhu Yijun, Emperor Wanli?"

"It's me."

Zhu Yijun was very serious, as serious as a little grown-up, and kept firmly in his heart the rules Zhang Juzheng taught him, and at the same time looked around curiously: "Who are you, why are you wearing my Daming's dragon robe? Could it be my Daming's?" The previous emperors? If it was the first emperor, why didn’t you see my father?”

Hearing what Zhu Yijun said, Zhu Yuanzhang laughed out loud, and then said, "Jiajing, aren't you the grandfather of this little baby? Chongzhen, isn't this little baby also your grandfather? Come and take care of it."

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Houcong smiled openly, while Zhu Youjian showed embarrassment.

Calling Zhu Houcong Grandpa Gao is not a psychological burden. After all, Zhu Houcong is also an adult, and he looks like a fairy. Although he is young, he always has the feeling of an extraterrestrial master.

But Zhu Yijun, this is still a child.

Although it is indeed my grandfather, but...

Zhu Youjian looked a little embarrassed.

When Zhu Yijun heard this, his eyes widened even more, and he looked at Zhu Youjian with great interest, and even exclaimed: "Are you my grandson?"

It can be seen that Zhu Yijun is a little happy.

And soon, Zhu Houcong's voice was heard: "Yijun, what is your year?"

Zhu Houcong's voice was kind.

Although, looking at this Zhu Yijun now, it really has nothing to do with him, but so what?With Fatong here, of course I can regard Zhu Yijun as my grandson with peace of mind.

Of course, in this dynasty, this Zhu Yijun may not be born, but it does not prevent Zhu Houcong from being a grandfather in the group.

Hearing Zhu Houcong's words, Zhu Yijun looked at Zhu Houcong, and immediately widened his eyes. The figure in his memory overlapped with the figure in front of him, but there was a big difference. Suddenly, Zhu Yijun's small eyes widened. Confused, and then said: "I have just been in the imperial court for two years... dare to ask, is the emperor face to face?"

"Grandson Zhu Yijun, pay homage to Grandpa Huang."

After seeing that it was the grandpa of the emperor, Zhu Yijun did not hesitate to worship Zhu Houcong again and again, and then worshiped with both eyes: "Grandpa, the grandson is here in the second year of Wanli, come and save the grandson." !"

"what happened?"

Zhu Houcong was very surprised when he heard this.

In the second year of Wanli, except for the Jurchen leader in Liaodong who violated Xinjiang and natural disasters in the northwest and southeast, nothing major happened.

Why did Zhu Yijun ask for help?
After all the emperors heard Zhu Yijun's words, their eyes lit up, and Zhu Di's originally weak look instantly became amiable, and he said with a smile: "Yijun, come, tell you, Grandpa Taizong, what happened? It’s enough to initiate aid, and with the ancestors around, you won’t be bullied.”

Yes.

Initiating assistance now means that there are group tasks.

Having group tasks means having group points.

Therefore, when Zhu Yijun said that he had something to ask for help, the emperors smiled instantly.

After hearing Zhu Di's words, Zhu Yijun looked at Zhu Di innocently: "Emperor Taizong? I don't have any Taizong emperors in Ming Dynasty. I have always been Taizu Emperors, Chengzu Emperors, and Renzong Emperors..."

Zhu Yijun also counted with his fingers.

After hearing the name 'Emperor Chengzu', Zhu Di's face turned dark all of a sudden, and even his fists hardened, but he still endured it.

On the one hand, Zhu Houcong is very fierce and knows spells.

On the other hand, he is still the group owner and has authority.

"Then tell Grandpa Taizu what happened?" Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.

The more he looks at this descendant now, the more pleasing to his eyes.

When Zhu Yijun heard what Zhu Yuanzhang said, he immediately said: "The descendants of Zhu Yijun pay respects to Grandpa Taizu, and also pay respects to your Majesties!"

Although he didn't know their identities, they should all be his ancestors, so Zhu Yijun simply worshiped them together.

Of course, after the worship, Zhu Yijun raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhu Youjian, pretended to be an adult, and said to Zhu Youjian, "My dear grandson, when will you come to worship me?"

Zhu Youjian: ...

Although he was reluctant in his heart, Zhu Youjian still stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Zhu Yijun: "Greetings, Grandpa Huang."

"Okay, okay, it really is my good emperor's grandson."

Zhu Yijun blinked, then waved his hand, and said coolly: "I want to give you the brush and ink I wrote a few days ago!"

Yes.

A few days ago, Zhang Juzheng punished him for copying the "Emperor Ming Zu Xun" several times, which happened to be given to the emperor's grandson!

Zhu Youjian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Zhu Houcong coughed lightly, and said, "Tell me, what's the situation with you?"

Zhu Houcong kept Zhu Yijun's words in mind.

After all, according to the historical records, it was impossible for any major event that required help to happen in the second year of Wanli. So if this is the case, what does Zhu Yijun's words mean?
After hearing Zhu Houcong's words, Zhu Yijun didn't hesitate, and immediately said crisply: "Grandfather, that Mr. Zhang is too hateful! He dragged me to class every day and asked me to learn some strategies for governing the country. If I don't learn , He still beat me up! I'm a son of heaven, how can I be controlled like this?"

Zhu Yijun's voice sounded a little aggrieved, and he looked very pitiful.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard the words, he immediately snorted coldly: "This Zhang Juzheng is too irrelevant as a courtier!"

"Father, this Zhang Juzheng is a very famous minister." Zhu Di, who had read history books, said aside, "Instead, it's Zhu Yijun..."

Having said that, Zhu Di didn't continue talking.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Houcong also looked relieved.

He thought that there was some sudden change in the Wanli Dynasty, and it was fine if there was nothing.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Houcong scolded Zhu Yijun: "Yijun! Bachelor Zhang did this for your own good. You should change your playful nature!"

Zhu Yijun is different from himself.

The battle between the emperor and his ministers has existed since ancient times.

The first ten years of the Wanli Dynasty were basically the time when the ministers suppressed the imperial power.

However, this is not bad.

Because how old is Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun?If he was in charge...it's hard to imagine what would happen. After all, not all emperors were named Zhu Houcong, and not all emperors could do so many things at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Moreover, Zhang Juzheng is also a capable official of the country, belonging to a sharp sword. He is naturally loyal and responsible to the world, the people, and Ming Dynasty. It is naturally an excellent choice to have him teach Zhu Yijun.

"Grandfather, I don't need Mr. Zhang to teach me, I already have the potential to become a wise and holy king!"

Hearing Zhu Houcong's words, Zhu Yijun was a little unconvinced, or maybe it was because this was an opportunity to get rid of Zhang Juzheng's teachings, so he boldly said: "I have already decided! I want to learn from your grandfather!"

Zhu Qiyu on the side was quite interested, and couldn't help asking: "How to learn?"

"Of course I won't go to court!"

Zhu Yijun proudly said: "How boring is it to go to court? From now on, I will stay in the harem every day, eating, drinking and having fun every day! Then secretly control the power of the country and firmly hold it in my hands, so that no one can restrain me!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's fist was a little hard, but he still took a deep breath, and then said: "How do you hold power in your hands?"

"I've already made up my mind! Just let these ministers form their own cliques for personal gain, and one party or another will fight on their own." Zhu Yijun said with a smile.

Just like Zhu Yijun said.

In the middle and late period of Wanli, there were many factions in the bureaucratic ranks in the officialdom, and the disputes among the sects became more and more prosperous day by day, and they fought against each other.Donglin Party, Xuan Party, Kunming Party, Qi Party, and Zhejiang Party have many names.

These parties and governments lasted until the end of the Ming Dynasty before they were completely destroyed.

"Good good."

Zhu Yuanzhang was a little too angry to speak.

And Zhu Houcong, who was at the side, had silently picked up a bamboo stick and walked towards Zhu Yijun kindly.

Zhu Yijun seemed to have a sense of killing intent. Seeing Zhu Houcong's figure, he couldn't help shivering, and asked, "Grandfather, what are you going to do?"

"Of course I have a good talk with my grandson."

After finishing speaking, he ordered loudly without hesitation: "Chongzhen, take down my grandson!"

"Yes, Grandpa Gao!"

Zhu Youjian stepped forward in an instant and hugged Zhu Yijun who was about to run away.

Zhu Yijun yelled in fright: "I am your grandpa and grandson, let me go!"

"Grandpa Huang, it is your Grandpa Huang who gave the order."

Although Zhu Youjian's expression was unbearable, his heart was already full of joy.

So without hesitation, Zhu Houcong picked up the bamboo strips and gave Zhu Yijun a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots!
"what!"

Zhu Yijun wailed every time he hit it, and the little pearl came out of his eye sockets, weeping.

The main reason why Zhu Houcong used bamboo sticks to teach Zhu Yijun a lesson was nothing else.

It was because Zhang Juzheng was liquidated after Zhang Juzheng's death.

In this way, wouldn't the officials of the Ming Dynasty feel chilled by this?
It is also because he also collected additional mining tax silver to enrich the small private treasury, which made the people in the southeast miserable.

In the first ten years of Wanli, the treasury was rich; in his later years, the treasury was completely empty.

Of course, there is another reason.

That is, Zhu Houcong managed to get his own father in, but this little thing actually carried his own father out again!
Although there will be such a day sooner or later, after all, he is not the ancestor of immortality, but it doesn't matter, just bumped into Zhu Yijun, and Zhu Houcong caught him and it would be a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots.

The other emperors still watched the grandpa beating his grandson as if they were watching a play, which was quite relieved.

At the same time, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes also turned towards Zhu Di, and Zhu Di's eyes also seemed to turn towards Zhu Yunqi. As for Zhu Yunqi, he could only look towards Zhu Yuanzhang with help. go.

It can only be said that the relationship between the first generation, second generation and third generation of our Ming Dynasty is too complicated.

After about a dozen hits, Zhu Houcong threw the bamboo stick aside and shouted, "Get up!"

After the little emperor Zhu Yijun who was still crying felt the love from his grandfather, he immediately heard the words of his grandpa. He got up immediately, wiped away his tears, and bowed to Zhu Houcong: "Grandpa's teaching today, grandson must remember .”

Woo woo woo.

While speaking, Zhu Yijun wept a few times.

It looks like a good boy.

But at this moment, Zhu Yijun already felt extremely regretful in his heart.

Compared with Grandpa Huang, Mr. Zhang is simply a kind teacher!
Mr. Zhang beat it with the ruler without pain or itching.Just let me read every day, it seems to be not bad.

And Grandpa Huang smokes bamboo sticks every now and then, it's too scary!

No wonder Mr. Zhang is afraid of Grandpa Huang. Who wouldn't be afraid of Grandpa Huang like this?

Zhu Yijun couldn't help shrinking his neck again, not daring to speak.

Seeing Zhu Yijun's appearance, most of Zhu Yuanzhang's anger disappeared, and he said, "Forget it, although this kid will do such stupid things in the future, there is still a chance to redeem him now. Let's teach him a lesson here. It is not necessarily impossible to be a wise monarch."

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang had spoken, Zhu Houcong didn't say anything, but looked at Zhu Yijun, and said, "Don't forget what happened today. After you take charge of the government in the future, don't be a foolish or mediocre ruler!"

"Grandson, remember."

Zhu Yijun said timidly.

This incident was turned on its head, and immediately afterward, Zhu Youjian was the first to speak: "Ancestors, this time, Youjian has something to ask everyone, so I will say it first."

"There is a lack of food and grass on the side of Youjian. Although those corrupt officials have good money in their families, they don't have much food, and they barely supply the army. As for the people's disaster relief, there is only money left... Therefore, I dare to ask you all The ancestors bought grain."

Hearing Zhu Youjian's voice, the emperors nodded, and then seeing Zhu Qiyu said: "This is simple, I still have some stock over there, I can hand over the relief to you, let's talk about the price..."

In fact, the richest person in the group should be Taiping Emperor Zhu Biao who can only listen in.

Because what he took over was a dynasty that had been truly at peace for a long time. Although the Civil Fortress Change took place, the change of position did not cause much loss at all, but a complete victory.

It's just that because of the temporary members, there is no way to come in and trade, but it doesn't matter.

After all, in the matter of food and grass, everyone except Zhu Youjian has a surplus to a greater or lesser extent, and it is enough to buy and sell a little with each other.

In fact, the Chongzhen Dynasty was not short of food and grass, but just lacked a purchasing channel.

There is also good news from Zhu Di that his arsenal has started producing firecrackers.

It's just that just after Zhu Di announced the news, Zhu Yuanzhang approached him with a smile on his face, said, "Fourth brother, congratulations on getting rich", then he abducted Zhu Di and left without knowing what he said.

Zhu Houcong had nothing to trade, but Zhu Yunqi came over and said mysteriously to Zhu Houcong, "Emperor Jiajing, do you think I have the qualifications to cultivate immortals? I am also wearing Taoist robes. Compared with the emperor, I feel Being a Taoist priest is much more chic!"

"Okay, I'll test it for you next time." Zhu Houcong said.

After all, in this space, it is the soul.

You can only see the strength of Zhu Yunqi's soul, but not the aptitude of the spirit vein.

Zhu Yunwen continued: "Emperor Jiajing, when I was practicing qi and blood here, I encountered several problems..."

Zhu Houcong also had nothing to do, so he chatted with Zhu Yunqi without saying a word.

Zhu Yijun was very obedient at the side, wiped away his tears and dared not speak, just listened quietly, and then suddenly interrupted: "Grandfather, do you need anything over there? Do you want silver, grain? Iron, carbon, Do you want firearms? If necessary, I will go back and talk to Mr. Zhang to see if I can share some and send them to you."

Although he is not very old, after all, he grew up with Zhang Juzheng, a capable minister like Zhang Juzheng, and he has a good understanding of some basics.

Hearing Zhu Yijun's words, Zhu Houcong was a little surprised.

Does this grandson have any masochistic tendencies?Why was he so happy after beating him up, and rushed to give him something.

Just as Zhu Houcong was about to praise this grandson for his understanding, he heard Zhu Yijun continue: "The grandson only asks Grandpa Huang if he can go to see Mr. Zhang, needless to say anything else, just chat with Mr. Zhang. "

Zhu Yijun is only 12 years old, but he is still an emperor after all, and under the guidance of his ministers, his level is far beyond his peers.

Hearing what Zhu Yijun said, Zhu Houcong shook his head, and then said: "Your grandson, it's useless. Only when the number of people in the group reaches 15 can we provide unlimited assistance. Now the number of people in the group is only barely more than half, so what can I do?" past?"

Hearing what Zhu Houcong said, Zhu Yijun was secretly sad, but Zhu Yunqi interjected: "Let's try it and see if we can initiate assistance. Anyway, we won't lose anything."

Hearing Zhu Yunqi's words, Zhu Yijun tried it immediately, and soon a pop-up window appeared.

【Investigating whether the group members meet the conditions for assistance...】

[The survey is over, group member Da Ming Shenzong Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun, you are not in the final stage of your life and do not meet the conditions for assistance. 】

[You can pay 1 group point to apply for spiritual assistance from any group member in the chat group. 】

The young Zhu Yijun didn't understand what it meant, but after he saw 'spiritual assistance', he chose OK without hesitation: "I want to help, and I want to send help to Grandpa Huang!"

Soon, Zhu Houcong received a request for assistance from Zhu Yijun.

Seeing the words 'spiritual assistance', Zhu Houcong smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and accepted the assistance decisively.

Because, there is a reward for this assistance.

Although only 10 taels of silver, [-] stones of grain, and a beautifully crafted telescope were rewarded, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Besides, I don’t have to do anything for this aid, I just need spiritual support. Why not Why not?
But just when Zhu Houcong smiled and faced life, there was a sudden echo in the sky, and a loud sound came out!

[The ranking of group members is opened, and the ranking can be displayed once every three group meetings. The comprehensive national strength will be used as the judging standard, and the three group members with the strongest comprehensive national strength among the group members will be selected and rewarded. 】

[Except for the group members who are listed for the first time, the rest of the group members will be judged whether they are listed for the second time based on the speed at which their national power increases during the three group meetings. 】

[Zhu Biao, Taiping Emperor Xingzong of the Ming Dynasty, is a temporary group member and will not participate in this selection. 】

Soon, beside the pavilion, a golden monument appeared.

There are only three lines on it.

They are:
——Zhu Houcong, Emperor Jiajing of Emperor Shizong of the Ming Dynasty.

——Da Ming Taizu Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

——Daming Chengzu Yongle Emperor Zhu Di.

The emperors are not stupid people, so they naturally understand the meaning of this golden tablet.

Facing these three, everyone understands very well.

After all, these three are members of the first-generation group, and they have obtained a large amount of technology that does not belong to this era, and their national strength is steadily increasing.

The only one who can compete with them is a temporary member, and Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun is a latecomer, and he should be able to compete for one or two rounds of rewards if he comes earlier.

As for Zhu Qiyu and Zhu Youjian, hope is naturally slim.

And Zhu Yunqi... Just kidding, it's already a miracle that he can be pulled into the group, he doesn't even have a throne, what more bicycle does he need.

However, seeing this scene, Zhu Di frowned.

"Who changed my group name? Isn't I Emperor Taizong Wen of the Ming Dynasty? How did I become Emperor Zuwen?!"

Although the temple name was changed by that kid Jiajing.

But the group name has always been Taizong!

But why is Taizong, the group name, gone now? !There is no reason.

　I'm sorry to delay some time because of some trivial matters, but I finished writing in the evening.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)