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

Chapter 106 The Holy Monarch of Eternity (5.1k for Subscription!)

"On the tenth day of the fifth month, Ziwei star fell."

Zhu Xiongying said to himself lightly, repeating the core eight characters in Liu Rixin's words just now.

Looking up at the sky, the sun is setting and the starry night is falling. It is clearly visible that the Ziwei star in the sky is as bright as the crescent moon, hanging high above the nine heavens.

"Your Highness, what I said just now, every word and sentence, there is absolutely no falsehood."

When Liu Rixin saw that Zhu Xiongying didn't care too much about the fatal calamity he said, he kowtowed again from 'Bang'.

This little old man really didn't want Zhu Xiongying to face that catastrophe, even though in Liu Rixin's heart, His Highness Taisun was like a banished immortal, but if he banished an immortal, he would still be no match for God!

"Lonely letter."

Zhu Xiongying had no doubts about Liu Rixin's divination results.

He just doesn't care.

So what about death.

I have to come every three to five times, still afraid of you? !
"have eaten."

Zhu Xiongying's gaze returned to Liu Rixin, who was kneeling and kowtowing, with more appreciation in his eyes.

This little old man is seventy-three years old this year, and he is willing to spend ten years of his life to divine this illusory life. Just this desperate drive is beyond the reach of many heroes in the world.

But it's also a good thing that he still has ten years left. If it's only nine years, he will probably belch on the spot after divination.

eat?What to eat?

Liu Rixin paused, raised his head subconsciously, and found a sandalwood octagonal box the size of a palm in front of him.

The little old man took a deep breath and picked up the box like a baby.

Then carefully opened it with a click, and saw a crystal blue transparent crystal pill lying in it, and an extremely fragrant medicinal fragrance flooded into the nostrils in an instant.

Looking up at His Highness Taisun again, Liu Rixin stuffed the crystal pill into his mouth without any hesitation.

He chewed it in two mouthfuls and swallowed it.

Immediately afterwards, a miraculous scene took place. The gloom on Liu Rixin's face faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, blood reappeared on his face, and a strong vitality burst out from his entire body.

Zhu Xiongying stood up, brushed the dust off his body, and stretched his waist.

The pill he gave Liu Rixin just now is called Tongshen Pill, which belongs to the top grade in the archmage's pill storehouse. Zhu Xiongying doesn't have many in stock, and there are only less than a hundred pills left.

Liu Rixin is different from Lao Zhu and A Biao. One is a fate that is completely determined by the number of days, and the other is a fate that is determined to be half-dead. Changing, but after changing, people are also in a state of half-dead for a long time.

But this little old man Liu is just an ordinary person, and he will not be limited by his fate.

The so-called loss of longevity is essentially the damage of energy, and it only needs to be supplemented with a big meal.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for giving me the medicine!"

Liu Rixin, who suddenly felt that he was doing it again, couldn't help but brimming with joy on his face. He originally planned to bid farewell to his grandson, go home and teach the three filial sons a lesson, and then went straight up the mountain lying on his back.

But now he doesn't think so anymore, he thinks he can have another one.

"Remember, don't tell the emperor about this."

Zhu Xiongying spoke lightly.

With Lao Zhu's resolute character, now that the Zen position has been decided, the next step is to quickly determine the date of the Zen position.

How could such a metaphysical matter of choosing a date be missing Liu Rixin, the number one fortune teller in the Ming Dynasty, and there is a high probability that Lao Zhu would call Liu Rixin into the palace to count an auspicious day for the zodiac.

And what if Liu Rixin and Lao Zhu talked about the 'May [-]th, the star of Ziwei's death'.

It doesn't matter whether Lao Zhu believes it or not.

As long as there is such a possibility, Lao Zhu will definitely choose to die to the end, and he is absolutely unwilling to let his grandson bear the burden of death.

"I understand."

Liu Rixin put away his happy expression, and his face regained his solemnity.

He knew in his heart that since His Highness Taisun had already said these words, he had expressed his attitude.

Against destiny...

Thinking of this, Liu Rixin suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

What he has done all his life is nothing more than trying to get a glimpse of the secrets of heaven, but His Royal Highness Taisun wants to openly fight against the sky.

"Let's go back."

Zhu Xiongying was about to go back to the Star Tower to lie down. After practicing for a day, his back was sore.

"Your Highness..."

Liu Rixin also got up quickly and followed with a small step.

"Anything else?"

Zhu Xiongying looked at Liu Rixin's hesitant expression.

"Chen, I do have a request, can Your Highness give me ten soldiers?"

Soldier?

What does this little old man want a soldier for?To fight in groups?

A gleam of interest flashed across Zhu Xiongying's eyes, and his mind-reading skills were activated in an instant, and he had a clear insight into the little old man's little thoughts.

Four green hats, three of which are filial sons.

The modern version of the Ming Dynasty Ethical Series.

This little old man can do it!
The corner of Zhu Xiongying's mouth raised slightly, and he waved his hand.

"I'll give you one hundred."

.....................

An hour later.

On the stargazing tower, the night is still dark.

Zhu Xiongying was lying on the rocking chair in the Star Observatory, frowning slightly. He had been here for a long time.

What I think in my heart is the double mission this time.

The first task, Li Daitao, has been completed.

But the second "power of three thousand incense sticks" gave Zhu Xiongying a real headache.

As far as the current situation is concerned, it is necessary to obtain incense.

First of all, you must obtain the power of faith.

Set up a shrine?

It's not that Zhu Xiongying has never thought of doing this, but when he thinks that he is the grandson of the emperor, the future emperor of Ming Dynasty, he suddenly feels weird.

The emperor who built a shrine for himself is unprecedented.

And even if a shrine is established, there is a high probability that a wave of people will come to wish him a long life, a wave of people will curse himself to ascend to heaven or give birth to a son without eyes, and then a wave of tourism will come.

"Your Highness."

At this time, Xiaobao stepped in lightly, seeing this happy appearance, he thought he had just returned from studying in the Imperial College.

The face of the Sanbao eunuch was filled with the happy smile of a scholar.

"So happy?"

It was the first time that Zhu Xiongying could read himself so excitedly when he saw reading.

"Your Highness, the servants were shocked to see an article in the Imperial College, and now the entire Imperial College is amazed by it, and even the entire Yingtian Shilin is spreading it."

Little Treasure said with a little excitement.

As if he had prepared it long ago, he quickly took out an article from his pocket and presented it to Zhu Xiongying respectfully.

article?

Taking it casually, Zhu Xiongying quickly scanned it.

The writing is far-reaching, like mountains and flowing water, especially the sentence "today's grandson has the style of a sage king of all ages", which is simply too realistic.

The person who wrote this article is really a lonely confidant!
When he saw the signature, the archmage was slightly taken aback.

Yu Shaobo.

Recalling the last encounter with the white tiger, the name I heard.

Isn't this Xu Miaojin?

Look at this article.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and an idea burst into his mind.

The so-called power of incense is to make the people have faith in him, His Highness the Grandson, and pray for his blessing.

In short, isn't this a proper god-making movement? !

That's right!public opinion!

He wants to use public opinion to make himself a god in the hearts of all people, so that the divine power is highly consistent with the imperial power, and it is by no means a divine grant of imperial power.

Fuck the gods, I am heaven.

"Call Yang Shiqi to see Gu tomorrow."

The Guanghan Division was established, and now that the public opinion of Ming Dynasty is in the hands of the government, it is not difficult to launch a movement to create gods.

After all, even Zhang Jiao, who started out by distributing leaflets, can succeed, so there's no reason why he, the grandson of the emperor with tens of millions of traffic, can't.

"Yes."

Xiaobao bowed and said yes.

Then he thought of something again, and Moji twitched for a moment before speaking.

"Your Highness, this servant wants to test the water."

The test of water that Xiaobao said was the sailing of a big ship.

Zhu Xiongying was not surprised by Xiaobao's request.

It's useless to just talk about theory in books all day long without actual combat.

What's more, after setting foot in Ping Annan in the future and establishing a stronghold in the Indochina Peninsula, Xiaobao's plan to go to sea will be brought up.

Think about it carefully, this time will not be too long.

"There are several boats in Taihu Lake. After a while, the lonely man will take you to have a look."

It is obviously unscientific to directly let the current Xiaobao go into the sea. Taihu Lake has always been a place for water warfare and training, and it is not far from Yingtian. It is perfect for Xiaobao to go there to experience it.

Seeing Zhu Xiongying's willingness to agree so readily, Xiaobao was overjoyed for a moment, saying 'Thank you, Your Highness' over and over again.

"Your Highness, who will be the servant tonight?"

Xiaobao asked again.

In fact, what he wanted to talk about was whether to announce Zhao Ling'er, after all, there was only such a young child in the harem of the Taisun Mansion.

But when he thought about it, even His Highness was not in a hurry, why was he so anxious as a eunuch.

"no need."

Zhu Xiongying was upright and awe-inspiring.

As the sage king of all ages, how can he be addicted to female sex.

"what?"

"Yes."

Xiaobao was obviously a little surprised, but he quickly said yes.

Then he retreated with a strange expression, thinking to himself that His Highness is not like this usually, isn't His Highness not lacking today?
Ha ha.

How could he, a eunuch, know Bai Mao's happiness.

"Your Highness, Mo Xue brought it here."

Xiao Bao just walked through the screen sliding door.

On the side of the observatory, three figures appeared, namely Xiao San and intern Xiao Shi Hao.

And, Mo Xue.

Wearing a dark blue cardigan silk dress, crystal headdress earrings, and blue crystal dancing clogs, there is a bit of shyness in the aloofness, a bit of coquettishness in the playfulness, and with the snow-like long hair and delicate skin, Shocked to heaven.

"Mo Xue greets His Highness."

When Xue Ji saluted, she was extremely respectful. If you looked carefully, you could find that her breathing was slightly rapid, and her lips trembled a little when she spoke.

This is, excited.

Starting point orphanage, there are countless strange people.

But there are very few who can really get close to His Highness the Grandson.

Only by completing all the training and obtaining qualifications above Grade A, can one be selected as a shadow guard, and even if one is selected as a shadow guard, one may not have the opportunity to serve His Highness.

Serving His Royal Highness is the long-cherished wish of the orphans in Qidian Orphanage.

In the hearts of the orphans in Qidian Orphanage, His Royal Highness Taisun is like a god.

"Ah."

Zhu Xiongying slightly looked at the 17-year-old snow-haired girl in front of him, thinking why he had never seen such a beauty in the orphanage before.

As for Xiao San, at this time he dragged Shi Hao wisely, saluted and jumped from the ninth floor.

"Get up."

Zhu Xiongying stood up from the rocking chair, and walked slowly to the front of the desk, while Xueji followed him at a distance of half a zhang.

"Gu called you here today to tell you something."

"It will take a long time, and it will be relatively obscure, so listen patiently."

Zhu Xiongying's face was serious, like a gentleman, and he never looked at the places that shouldn't be seen.

Glancing at Xue Ji, he said lightly.

"Yes."

Xue Ji hastily bowed and saluted again.

Then Zhu Xiongying started to talk, most of which had a beginning but no end. After all, he himself didn't remember the details, and the basic principles and concepts were all vague.

He mainly talked about the direction of the derivative inventions of the steam engine, such as steam trains and the like. He wanted to establish a concept for Mo Xue so that she would not take detours on the road of invention and creation.

According to Zhu Xiongying's idea.

Ming Dynasty in the future.

For long-distance teleportation, use the fixed teleportation array that comes with the cultivation of the Great Teleportation Technique to a certain level, while for short-distance large-scale movement, you still rely on trains. After all, it is almost impossible to achieve a teleportation array per capita. .

Zhu Xiongying said these gaudy things, and Xueji was completely shocked when she heard it.

From her eyes, Zhu Xiongying saw a surprise!
That was the excitement of opening a new world!
"From today onwards, you will live in Taisun's Mansion, but if you need anything, you can directly ask for it, and the Ministry of Industry will provide it."

"Okay, go down, someone will arrange a place for you."

Such a talent.

Zhu Xiongying had to be under the nose.

The steam engine can be invented today, and the generator may be invented tomorrow, directly combining the primary industry and the secondary industry.

This is a rare treasure.

"Your Highness, I, I..."

Xue Ji stopped talking.

"But say nothing."

Zhu Xiongying subconsciously glanced at Xue Ji's figure. Although he is a gentleman, it is impossible for him to completely ignore the beauty in the world.

With this figure, this hair color, and these legs, it's not too much to play for three to five years.

"I, can I sleep for His Highness..."

In the Qidian Orphanage, men are proud to be able to enter the shadow guards and fight to the death for His Royal Highness, while women are lucky to be able to serve His Highness, especially a woman who can become His Highness.

Even Xue Ji is the same.

Every time His Highness the Grandson went to the orphanage, she would watch secretly in the corner. When she saw His Highness the Grandson smiling, she would be happy for the whole day, but when she saw His Highness the Grandson frowning, she would Couldn't sleep for three days and three nights.

Even the reason why Xue Ji devoted herself to studying the Tiangong tree was because the dean, Yao Lao, mentioned by chance that His Royal Highness was very concerned about the Tiangong orders on the Tiangong tree, but the output of Tiangong orders over the years has been very small.

When Xue Ji said the word 'serving the bed', her voice was very small, almost the size of a mosquito.

But who is Master Zhu, and his hearing ability is the best in the world, so naturally he can hear clearly.

silence.

Be silent again.

Seeing that His Highness Taisun did not speak, Xue Ji panicked, and hurriedly knelt down, crossed her hands between her foreheads, and kowtowed to the ground.

"Xue Ji is ignorant and presumptuous, and please ask your highness to come down."

Frowning tightly, Zhu Xiongying stood up, walked around the desk, and looked down at Xuenu who was kneeling and kowtowing.

Bai Xue's long hair was scattered on both sides of her shoulders, and her delicate collarbone was reflected in her eyes.

Then, Zhu Xiongying walked slowly towards the goose down bed.

"Come wash Gu's head."

………………

The territory of Yingtian Zhili is next to the three kings of the Nei Fan.

Zhou, Lu, Qi.

These three places can be called the gates of Yingtian. In the original historical trajectory, Zhu Laosi's southward route after bypassing Tiexuan was Yingtian who passed through Qidi and entered.

Among the three kings of Zhou Luqi, Zhou Wang Zhu Wei is still tossing those imperial doctors in the imperial hospital.

As for King Lu, when this guy was alive, he and Zhu Xiongying could barely be regarded as half of the same people.

It's just that Zhu Xiongying played the real legend, and this guy played the counterfeit version. In the end, he took the Shiquan Dajindan and ascended to the fairy world.

The last one is Zhu Yu, king of Qi, the seventh son of Lao Zhu.

This Zhu Laoqi hung out with Zhu Laosi when he was young, and later Feng Wang went to the battlefield with Zhu Laosi, he can be said to be a loyal little brother.

In the original historical trajectory, after Zhu Laosi ascended the throne, Zhu's title and feudal status were immediately restored.

At this time, it was fifty miles away from Qingzhou Mansion in Qidi.

A large number of soldiers and horses are running fast, and the [-] Qi royal guards are heading to Jinan, the seat of the Chief Secretary of Shandong, to kill them.

"Hurry up, my king!"

In front of the army, Zhu Yu reined in his horse and stood up, roaring sharply.

This time the march was all about speed. If the Jinan government reacted, then this raid would be meaningless.

The territory of Shandong Chengxuan Zhengsi is very large, and the fiefdoms of King Lu and King Qi are all in it. Lu occupies a small part on the left, Qi occupies a small part in the middle, and most of the right is not a fief, but is completely controlled by the sea. Shandong Cheng announced the jurisdiction of the political envoy.

………………

In Yandi, the northern border, the study room of King Yan's Mansion.

On the tea table, two cups of new tea curled up with green smoke, Zhu Laosi and the monk in black were sitting opposite each other.

"Your Highness, how is your injury?"

Dao Yan asked aloud.

At this time, Zhu Laosi looked a bit embarrassed, his face and shoulders were bandaged, he looked like a wounded soldier who had just escaped from the battlefield.

The black-clothed monk really couldn't figure out what happened to Zhu Laosi these days.

How could there be an arrow from outside the sky?
"It's okay."

Zhu Di obviously didn't want to mention this matter, but said.

"Shandong Feishu, Zhu Yu has already acted tonight, and this king has ordered Zhu Neng to lead [-] cavalry south into Shandong during the day, what do you think the timing is now?"

Dao Yan took a sip from his teacup and smiled slightly.

"Zhu Yu's chess piece has been buried for a long time. Although it is a bit early to use it now, judging from the current situation, there is no other better way."

"Ah."

Zhu Di nodded.

When he brought Dao Yan to Beiping, Dao Yan tried his best to let him train Zhu Mi to become his own pawn, standing in the gate of Yingtian.

Originally, according to Zhu Laosi's plan, he had to wait until there was a complete fight before using it.

However, the grandson of Jian Guo cut down the decree of the vassal's guards together, forcing Zhu Laosi to use this chess piece in advance.

According to the plan, Zhu Yu's [-] royal guards raided Jinan Mansion with a rapid march tonight, and then the Yan Army cavalry led by Zhu Neng entered the whole of Shandong.

If it goes well, you can hold the whole Shandong in one fell swoop.

In this way, the chief secretary of Beiping and the chief secretary of Shandong can be connected together, and both have become the territory of Zhu Laosi.

Judging from the terrain, it directly strangled Ying Tian's throat.

In terms of strength, he will also become the strongest vassal king.

Zhu Di frowned slightly, revealing a ray of domineering arrogance.

"According to my master's plan, after taking Shandong, I will find a plan to swallow Jinning."

　Something happened today, I messed up my mind, the update is a bit late, first five thousand words, I will make it up on the weekend!

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