"Huh?"

After Zhu Zaijing pinched it a few times, he felt that it didn't feel right, but he didn't think much about it.

After all, the feel of this thing varies from person to person.

Then, habitually move your hands to both sides.

However, when Zhu Zaijing raised his hands, his brows suddenly wrinkled.

Because the feel of the clothes was different from what he expected, and it couldn't be taken off.

Generally speaking, when you stretch your hands to both sides, you should start with delicate and fragrant shoulders, and beauties will take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms.

With doubts, Zhu Zaijing subconsciously pulled open the silk covering his eyes. What came into his eyes was a fat face with a bit of honesty, and eyes with a hint of resentment.

Big Fatty Hong Xi: Big Fatty, my great reputation has been tarnished by this dirty sixth generation grandson!

"Who are you?!"

Zhu Zaijing's expression suddenly changed with fright, he jumped back half a foot, raised his finger and pointed at Hong Xi, who was so frightened that he immediately softened.

It seems that the little pills these days are really not very effective.

Much worse than Little Blue Pill.

Then, Zhu Zaijing's eyes subconsciously glanced left and right, and his scalp went numb instantly.

‘Why are there so many people wearing dragon robes!’

‘Is it possible that the rebellion in Chengdu has reached my palace?!’

"This person is..."

Just when Zhu Zaijing was wondering whether these people were rebels who wanted to assassinate the king, his eyes suddenly fell on a Taoist man in the crowd.

The familiar crane-like figure and the familiar thin cheekbones made him dream back to that unforgettable late night in Jiajing forty-five years.

In fact, for Zhu Zaijing, he was not very familiar with his father Jiajing Immortal.

After all, in line with the principle that two dragons should not meet each other, Zhu Zaijing has never seen his father Jiajing Immortal several times in his entire life. In addition, before he ascended the throne, Zhu Zaijing was famously cautious both inside and outside the court, and he just wanted to be silent.

I was lingering in his Prince Yu's mansion, never thinking about showing my face in front of my father.

The reason why Zhu Zaijing could recognize the Jiajing Immortal at this time was entirely because after Jiajing's death, as the successor emperor, Zhu Zaijing naturally wanted to pay homage to his father's body in person.

The faces of dead people are generally remembered more deeply.

Those who like to watch horror movies in the middle of the night should have a deep understanding of this.

As for the Jiajing Immortal, it’s different.

He really didn't know Zhu Zaijing and couldn't even recognize which of his sons he was.

It's not because the two dragons don't meet each other, it's purely because in Jiajing time and space, Zhu Zaijing was still too young, completely different from his current appearance in his thirties.

Unable to recognize him, in order to avoid the embarrassment of being taught the wrong name, Jiajing Immortal simply did not come forward.

Lao Zhu, on the other hand, frowned very tightly.

Lao Zhu glanced at the seven orchids who were so frightened that they were hiding in the palace, and then looked at Zhu Zaijing's dissolute appearance. Based on his temper, he really wanted to hammer this prodigal son to death with a mace.

"Your Majesty."

At this time, Zhang Juzheng, who was embarrassed by his boss, forced his way out of the crowd.

Seeing the familiar Mr. Zhang, Zhu Zaijing seemed to grasp at a life-saving straw and quickly grabbed Zhang Juzheng's arm.

"Let me introduce to Your Majesty..."

Enduring the scratching pain on his arm, Zhang Juzheng began to introduce Zhu Zaijing one by one. The first one was naturally Ji Boying, the leader of the Four Purities, the Xuanqing cultivator, and then Lao Zhu, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, and A Biao.

.

‘Grandpa Taizu? Emperor Xingzong!’

Zhu Zaijing was dumbfounded. What kind of daydream was he having? He actually saw gods and ancestors!

"Your Majesty, these three are Emperor Cheng Zuwen."

Zhang Juzheng looked at Old Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, and Xiao Zhusi all at once, and introduced them respectfully and in detail.

Deng.

Don't know why.

The moment he said this, Zhang Juzheng felt an inexplicable chill on his back, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He subconsciously looked forward and found three pairs of cold eyes staring at him.

‘Where did I say something wrong?’

‘It is said that Emperor Cheng Zuwen was moody and had the style of Emperor Taizu Gao. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true!’

‘It’s better to avoid it in the future.’

Complaining in his heart, Zhang Juzheng suppressed his numb scalp and continued to introduce others.

After the general introduction is completed.

Zhu Zaijing froze on the spot: numb, completely numb.

At a glance, they are all ancestors.

"I have put the country in your hands, and you are squandering it like this?!"

Immortal Jiajing stood up and scolded him sternly.

After all, he is a father, and it is unjustifiable not to say something in front of so many ancestors.

Zhu Zaijing's neck suddenly shrank in response and he lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

"Go back."

Ji Boying glanced at the Jiajing Immortal.

Immortal Jiajing turned sideways and bowed: "Okay!"

How dare you accuse others of squandering money?

Can you spend money playing shooting games?

When Long Qing took over the Jiajing treasury, there was less than two million taels of silver left.

The treasury that Longqing handed over to Wanli is a cornucopia of money that is constantly generating money. Otherwise, how could we have won the three major conquests of Wanli.

Of course, although these have little to do with Long Qing, the little shooting expert himself, as long as anything happened during the Long Qing Dynasty, all historical achievements must be attributed to Zhu Zaijing.

Ji Boying walked out slowly and came to Zhu Zaijing's side.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the seven Orchid from the Western Regions who were kneeling on the ground in fear. This was exactly what was recorded in history books.

Zhu Zaijing had been suppressed for too long before he came to the throne. After he came to the throne, he began to indulge in wild sex. Later, he lost interest in domestic beauties.

Commonly known as: aesthetic fatigue (I don’t know if she looks good or not).

So I started to explore foreign countries.

This point is essentially the same as the pursuit of things like Taiyangma by some senior florists in later generations.

"There is only one thing I want you to deeply understand in this practical observation class."

As Ji Boying spoke, everyone stood up straight, their eyes fixed on Ji Boying, listening carefully.

Of course, this gaze is also on Zhu Zaijing.

"When it comes to treating your successor, you not only need to follow the system we set before."

"It is particularly important to teach the successors through words and deeds."

Long Qing: I...have become a negative example?

Ji Boying's eyes were especially on Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Youtang, and Zhu Houcong, the fathers of the mid-Ming Dynasty. These guys basically had no education for their successors.

Including Zhu Youtang.

I don’t know if Lao Zhu’s family is destined to die.

Several emperors in the early Ming Dynasty trained their successors step by step, but by the middle Ming Dynasty, each one was more bizarre than the other, and no successor had received complete training.

Ji Boying raised his hand and pressed it on Zhu Zaijing's shoulder.

It wasn't a very strong force, but Zhu Zaijing's legs suddenly became weak and he almost collapsed, but Zhang Juzheng on the side quickly supported him.

Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Zaijing and frowned slightly.

My face is pale and my energy is so weak, this is how much fun I have.

Your father took drugs to seek immortality, and you took drugs to seek longevity.

According to the original historical timeline, the current time and space of Longqing is already the autumn and winter of the fifth year of Longqing. By May of the sixth year of Longqing, the Longqing Emperor would have passed away.

‘The time is very close, we must give this kid a break from addiction.’

Once the space-time namer returns to the west, the space-time entrance will also be closed.

Therefore, Ji Boying could not let Long Qing return to the west as originally planned and had to extend his life.
To be continued...