Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 1 The Butterfly Effect
In the 31st year of Hongwu, the first month just passed.

After the Hu Weiyong case, the Kongyin case, and the Guo Huan case, the Ming Dynasty had a noble and noble atmosphere, and all the people recited the "big law" back and forth. All the officials tremblingly carried the coffin to work, and all of them prayed that Lao Zhu would go down and play mahjong with Chen and Zhang soon.

Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace and Nuan Pavilion.

Old Zhu was reclining on the imperial couch, looking at the setting sun outside the palace, he couldn't help heaving a long sigh.

So what about the first emperor, he couldn't survive the passage of time.

This year, he is already 71, and Lao Zhu can feel that his time is approaching.

But his heart, which has been working hard all his life, can't settle down no matter what.

"How is the prince's health?"

The voice is hoarse and majestic, and his 31-year career as an emperor has washed away the air of peasants, beggars and monks in him.

Jin Yiwei envoy Song Zhong bowed.

"Returning to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince coughed up blood three times last night, at the seven quarters of Hai Shi, the third quarter of Zi Shi, and the fifth quarter of Chou Shi."

Old Zhu's gray and white brows frowned. Since he was a big boy, he suffered from a serious illness in Hongwu for 25 years. He was fine a few years ago, but coughing up blood has become more serious in the past two years.

I'm afraid that time is running out like myself.

"What is that kid Xiongying doing recently?"

Old Zhu thought of his great grandson, this is the hope of our old Zhu family.

"His Highness Taisun got up at Yinshi today."

"Yinzheng?"

Lao Zhu is very pleased, it really is our Lao Zhu's seed, hardworking!

"Yes, His Highness Taisun meditated in the room after waking up, and it didn't end until the end of the hour. After washing, he ate breakfast in the mansion and did the eighth radio gymnastics for half an hour, and then went to the alchemy room for four hours. At that time, I hadn't eaten lunch, and didn't leave the alchemy room until Liu Ji had an audience, and at this time the two of them were meditating by the lakeside in the back garden of Taisun's mansion."

Meditate, make alchemy...

The eighth set of radio gymnastics?
We have such a thing in the Ming Dynasty?

Song Zhong continued to speak, Lao Zhu's brows became more and more tight, his health was not good, and his eldest son was not in the same place, the heavy responsibility of the Ming Empire had to fall on the shoulders of this grandson if nothing happened

Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in Lao Zhu's eyes.

If Sun Tzu can't control the situation, then he can only pick up the butcher's knife that has been put down in recent years to clean up the court thoroughly.

In Liangguo's mansion, Lan Yu, who was warming up by the stove, shivered violently...

Lao Zhu pondered for a while.

"deliver an imperial order."

………………

In Yingtian Imperial City, the Emperor Taisun's Mansion, and the rockery in the back garden by Qinghu Lake, two figures were sitting cross-legged.

"Old man Liu, the frequency of your breathing is wrong."

"Learn from me, nine shallow and one deep."

"Breathe...breath..."

"Suck…"

"Yes, yes, yes, fine, go ahead."

Zhu Xiongying demonstrated and taught patiently.

The white-haired old man opposite him had a serious face, and carefully followed Zhu Xiongying's breathing rate.

"Yes, Not Bad."

"Keep it up."

Zhu Xiongying looked at the very upright Liu Ji and smiled in relief.

Perhaps because of the butterfly effect, when I passed through my soul, I found that Liu Bowen, who was supposed to be killed by Hu Weiyong in the eighth year of Hongwu, was still alive. In order to save the old man's life, Zhu Xiongying asked Lao Zhu to hire a wife for Liu Bowen. Master Sun's honorary title.

Liu Bowen didn't lose his reputation as the number one military adviser of the Ming Dynasty, and he went on the road in an instant, so he stopped interfering with the court and devoted himself to self-cultivation and self-cultivation with His Highness Taisun.

Of course, there are relatively few butterfly effects in front of this, and what should have happened in history has happened, such as the empty printing case and the like.

The biggest beneficiaries of the post-position butterfly effect are Sapphire and the Huaixi generals.

Because Zhu Biao and Zhu Xiongying were both alive, Lao Zhu only beat these people from time to time, and did not operate.

When the sun is setting, when the unitary hour arrives.

A voice sounded in my mind.

"Congratulations."

"This round of training is complete."

"Get longevity 'three days', get a random reward 'mind reading'."

Zhu Xiongying breathed a sigh of relief.

Another three days to live.

The countdown resets in his mind all the time: 72:00:00.

Next second: 71:59:59.

According to the original historical trajectory, the real Zhu Xiongying should have gone down to drink soup in Hongwu 15 years ago, and it was only because of his soul wear that this body survived.

When she first passed through the soul, Zhu Xiongying was so arrogant, thinking that no matter what she must be an emperor through the ages, with a harem of three thousand.

But the system that appeared inexplicably told him: The emperor in the world is only a hundred years old, and the way to live forever is to cultivate immortality.

Zhu Xiongying's first thought was to refuse.

Lao Tzu has become the successor of Daming, a god who is a fart, how can light tea and light food compare to decades of wanton indulgence.

However, when the countdown to Shouyuan appeared, Zhu Xiongying immediately became serious.

System Dad, you are right!
What an emperor through the ages is nothing in front of Xiuxian Changsheng!
Only by completing a series of training tasks given by the system can one gain the lifespan to continue living, and the length of lifespan obtained by completing the previous round of training determines the length of the next round of training.

Of course, some random rewards will also be obtained.

The preciousness and practicability of this kind of reward are very random, and have nothing to do with the difficulty of the next round of cultivation. Zhu Xiongying deliberately studied it for a period of time, and it is completely irregular.

For example, the "mind-reading technique" this time, and the "seven-star life-extending technique" obtained in the early years. Hongwu used the seven-star life-extending technique to extend his father Zhu Biao's life for seven years in 25 years.

It's a pity that no one believed Zhu Xiongying's claim that it was his own merits, and instead made it easier for those quack doctors who had nothing to do.

However, this trick of renewing life can only be used once every ten years. Looking at A Biao's body, it is estimated that there is no way to refill the cup.

The settlement time for each round of practice is in the middle of the unitary hour, that is, at six o'clock in the evening every evening, and the new round of practice starts at this time.

"A new round of training begins."

"Please complete task one: Meditate for four hours, please start the task within one hour."

Zhu Xiongying wasn't surprised, this was considered a very easy task, didn't he just not sleep, which cultivator doesn't stay up late?

In the past, Zhu Xiongying's coping method was to stay up all night first, and then rest during the day.

As for the countdown of this task, it is a reminder that it must start within two hours, otherwise the task will be invalidated, and if it is invalidated twice in a row, it will be regarded as a failure in cultivation, which means that Zhu Xiongying can return to nothingness.

"Old man, you can get up now."

Zhu Xiongying stood up and patted Liu Ji on the shoulder.

The old man has lived longer and longer since he practiced meditation with him. Liu Ji, who originally only lived to 65 in history, is now 88 years old, and his body is still strong.

"His Royal Highness, don't you come to the eighth set of radio gymnastics today?"

Liu Ji, with white beard and hair, stood up with a smile. Although he was old, his back was not stooped, and his gestures showed the demeanor of a master.

In the past, every time I meditated with His Royal Highness, I had to do the eighth set of radio gymnastics. Although the name of the exercise was strange, it was a bit strange when I first did it, but after doing it for a few rounds, I found my body stretched. Body rheumatism bone is very useful.

"Don't do it."

After finally taking two hours off, Zhu Xiongying didn't want to waste it doing exercises.

Liu Ji had a slight regret on his face, but he didn't say anything. He followed Zhu Xiongying and walked slowly by the pool.

"Your Highness."

Liu Ji thought for a moment.

"Ok?"

Zhu Xiongying is thinking about what to do in the two spare hours, which girl is better to invite to play Doudizhu, he is the grandson of the emperor, and he is 24 this year, he can't sleep with a woman if he wants to, this beauty in the grandson's mansion A bunch more.

There is one thing to say, Zhu Xiongying can't be blamed for this, because Zhu Xiongying didn't find any of these girls, they were all beautiful girls sent by his grandfather, Lao Zhu.

The reason is simple.

As the eldest grandson, I should open branches and leaves for my old Zhu family.

Every year, at least 2 beautiful women are sent to Zhu Xiongying for selection, and Zhu Xiongying usually chooses 3-[-] to keep.

Zhu Xiongying is also up to the mark. Since he acquired the guns, he has given birth to seven children, three boys and four girls. The oldest one can play soy sauce, and he has successfully become Lao Zhu and the emperor's grandfather.

However, Zhu Xiongying did not set up a grandson concubine, so these children are only considered as concubines.

Glancing at Liu Ji, the mind reading technique instantly saw what was going on in Liu Ji's mind.

"Do you want to say that my father and my grandfather will not live long?"

In a word, Liu Ji was taken aback.

The first surprise is that if Zhu Xiongying said this from anyone else, it would be a death penalty for Zhu Jiuzu.

The second surprise was that Zhu Xiongying could see through his thoughts at a glance.

'Sure enough, there is also cooling. '

Zhu Xiongying thought to himself, this mind-reading technique is like those messy spells he got in the past, it has a cooldown time every time it is used.

There are long and short cooling periods.

The seven-star life-sustaining technique takes ten years, and the cooling time of this mind-reading technique is only 10 minutes.

(End of this chapter)