A ringing sound of ‘Bang’.

Old Zhu Di came to the kneeling Zhu Gaoxu and squatted down.

He slowly raised his hand and landed on Zhu Gaoxu's head.

There is love deep in those wrinkled eyes, which is the love of a father for his son.

However, this father's love deep in his eyes.

The next moment, he was ruthlessly replaced by the emperor.

In the eyes of an iron-blooded emperor like Old Zhu Di, nothing in the world can beat the inheritance of the empire, not even his favorite son.

Just like when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty killed his favorite Gou Yi in order to preserve the inheritance of the throne.

"Put it in."

Stop your hands and stand up.

The Jin Yiwei immediately stepped forward and picked up the stunned Zhu Gaoxu.

"Father!"

At this time, fat Zhu Gaochi stepped forward quickly and lowered his voice and said beside Old Zhu Di.

"Father, the illusion that the Immortal Master showed us just now is only a possibility for the future, not an established fact."

"What's more, the second child has not rebelled now. If my father cooks him to death, what will all the officials think in the future? What will the clan think? What will the people of the world think?"

"Tiger poison will not eat its children, let alone the fact that my father is the Son of Heaven."

"Besides, since it is now known that the second child has the intention to tolerate rebellion, my son and Zhan Ji will be more careful about the second child in the future. Otherwise, they will be like Hong Xi's second child, imprisoning all his beings in the imperial capital, and granting him

It is better to live a prosperous life than to talk about it in future generations."

Old Zhu Di looked at his eldest son and frowned.

Throughout his life, because of Jing Nan, he has already gained a reputation for usurping the throne and killing his nephew. If he now carries the reputation of killing his son again, how will future generations speak of his Yongle era?

"From now on, all the guards of the King of Han will be cut off, and all the guards of the King of Han will be banned. No one will be allowed to leave even half a step without an edict from the emperor."

"Violation of the decree will result in immediate execution without mercy."

"In addition, give Zhu Zhanqi, the second son of the King of Han, a glass of poisonous wine."

As soon as he said this, Zhu Gaoxu, who had just been thrown into the vat, felt his heart buzzing and his whole face was confused.

I stayed up all night last night and finally selected someone to study with. I was preparing to survive until the old man died, and then started to gradually implement my plan. Why was it that I was already cold before I even took the first step?

Ah!

Damn, I don’t want to play anymore!

Then, Old Zhu Di waved his hand.

Zhu Gaoxu was carried out by the Jin Yiwei, including his body and the vat.

Outside the palace, Zhu Gaosui, who was confused and angry at the moment, was thinking about how to find a way to meet the old man.

Suddenly, I saw eight Jinyi guards walking out carrying a large vat, and a bearded head hanging on the edge of the vat, so they quickly got closer.

"Second brother, what kind of novel way is this?"

At this time.

Inside the palace.

"Master Immortal, how is our country doing now?"

"If it still doesn't work, I will immediately add a decree to kill the second child to avoid future troubles."

Old Zhu Di quickly came to the table and looked closely at Ji Boying, thinking of the elder Guo Zuo who wanted to get the Yongle time and space.

‘Guo Zuo?’

Big Fat and Little Zhu were stunned for a moment, and then they all reacted instantly.

Both of them are students in the training class for the emperor and prince. After attending so many classes, they naturally know that the hanging board next to the podium in class exists.

‘It turns out that the results of Guo Zuo in various time and space were announced in this class, but I just don’t know how the Guo Zuo in other time and space are like?’

Big fat little Zhu is thinking in his heart.

"Hmm."

Ji Boying took a sip of hot pot noodles, put down his chopsticks, and wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth.

As his mind turned, he refreshed the state of Yongle time and space again.

The light screen in front of you, numbers are flowing rapidly.

Single digit: 9.

Tens digit: 9.

Numbers in the hundreds are still circulating at an extremely fast speed.

Finally, stay gradually.

Hundreds digit: 3.

"399."

Ji Boying glanced at Old Zhu Di and spoke calmly.

There is only one year left to reach 400.

This result is very strong.

Suddenly, Old Zhu Di’s face, which had been cold all this time, finally smiled.

"Okay, now you can summarize it yourself."

"Lao Zhu, it's time for us to leave."

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu. Next, he would take Lao Zhu to visit homes in several other time and space, and conduct a major rectification on the problems in each time and space.

Lao Zhu put down his chopsticks and nodded.

Regarding the 399 years of Yongle time and space, which is 24 years longer than the 375 years of Hongwu, he no longer has much feeling. Perhaps it is because of Zhu Gaoxu's episode that Lao Zhu underestimated this achievement.

Swish.

The figures of Ji Boying and Lao Zhu disappeared.

"Father, how many years have the countries of other time and space been in Zuo?"

"Yes, Grandpa Huang, tell us quickly."

Big fat little Zhu looked at old Zhu Di and asked repeatedly, his face full of comparison.

The old Zhu family are all kings of rolls.

(Zhu Yijun: Volume? Destroy it, whatever you like.)

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Jianwen Time and Space.

Yingtian, Prince Yan's Mansion.

At this moment, in the study room, Zhu Laosi and Monk Dao Yan were sitting face to face, with wooden cards placed on the table in the middle.

Each wooden sign is engraved with different words, such as 'nobility', 'official salary', 'cabinet', 'military system', 'imperial examination', 'Wangtian Zhanbi' and so on.

Since taking the class, Zhu Laosi has developed a habit. Every time a reform is implemented, he must make a small wooden sign with his own hands and carry it with him anytime and anywhere.

As if to remind myself, don’t forget these modifications.

"Your Highness, the construction of the Royal Tiangong Institute has been handed over to the Ministry of Industry for implementation. The first batch of candidates is also being selected. It is estimated that a prototype will be available in one quarter. The Royal Medical Institute and the Chinese Academy of Sciences are also being reorganized."<

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"These are the new policies that have just been implemented. The country has not been extended as expected. The problem should not arise here."

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Dao Yan looked at the small wooden plaques on the table, stroked his beard and said.

"Hmm."

Zhu Laosi nodded, he agreed with Dao Yan's view.

"Then what does the master think is the problem?"

Zhu Laosi frowned. He was extremely dissatisfied with the fact that his time and space had only extended Guo Zuo's achievements by 39 years.

"I think the problem lies with the southern gentry."

Dao Yan's words made the point clear.

"The various restructuring laws promulgated by His Highness are simple to enact in the temple, but once they are implemented downwards, they will definitely encounter many obstacles."

"This group of southern gentry has their hearts set on Jianwen, and they are not one and the same with His Highness."
To be continued...