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

Chapter 117 Xunyang Breaks the Levee (6.2k subscription please monthly ticket!)
April twenty-eight.

This day sounds, why does it always feel a little familiar.

Zhu Xiongying thought about it for a while, this seemed to be the day when Lao Zhu became Zen, and he became the emperor himself.

As early as half a month ago, the emperor announced in front of the officials in the Wenhua Hall that the emperor wanted to be in the emperor's grandson, and issued an imperial decree to announce it to the world.

Now the entire Ming Dynasty knows that on April [-]th, the empire will usher in their new emperor.

Even Da Lang, who sells sesame seed cakes on the street, knows about this. Of course, Zhu Lao Si, who claims to be the king of the northern border, does not know about it.

It can be seen from this that Zhu Laosi set this date, obviously to disgust Zhu Xiongying on purpose.

Thinking of this Zhu Laosi, Zhu Xiongying suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

In the process of daily practice, he discovered that his great teleportation technique was actually blocked from the northern border by a dark force.

This should be done on purpose by the dog thief in the sky. It seems that he is afraid that he will do something to Zhu Laosi by secretly rubbing his hands.

Oh, goodness the dog.

Standing up, Zhu Xiongying twisted her waist and did a small set of radio gymnastics.

Although this newly built Happy Chair is good, it is still not as good as a big bed.

After fighting Xue Ji for [-] rounds last night, his back was a little sore.

After finishing the exercises, the archmage then raised his hand a little forward, and the six-foot-six-inch Punishing Evil Sword was suspended in front of him.

The sword technique of "Wan Jian Gui Zong" quickly passed through my mind.

"All swords return to their ancestors."

Following Zhu Xiongying's stern shout, he fell down.

In an instant, the evil-slaying sword in front of him hummed.

Immediately afterwards, there was a phantom tremor on the sword body, and one sword turned into three swords, floating in midair at the same time.

Transforming three swords is not enough, and there are still seven swords short of the entry stage of the mission goal.

But it's not a big problem, this kind of sword move practice, with the great talent of the archmage, only needs to practice more than a dozen times, and it can be achieved naturally.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has a call from Fengtian Palace."

At this time, Xiaobao hurried to the Star Observation Tower and said anxiously.

Fengtian Temple?
What kind of wind did Lao Zhu have? He didn't go to the court or receive him, so why did he suddenly go to Fengtian Hall?

"Ah."

Zhu Xiongying hummed lightly, and with a wave of his hand, put the Xie Xie Sword into the ring, and the next moment his body disappeared in place.

Little Treasure is also used to Zhu Xiongying's way of moving.

I don't know from which day, His Royal Highness Taisun began to disappear, disappearing with a 'swoosh', and reappeared with a 'swoosh'.

Little Treasure tidied up the objects in the Star Observatory, took a deep breath, and happily went to the Imperial College to study.

Forbidden City, Fengtian Temple.

In the majestic palace, the wilderness is like ink. At this time, the entire hall is so quiet that it is frightening. Even if a needle falls, it can be heard clearly.

At this time, on the dragon chair above the Golden Luan Hall, Lao Zhu, wearing a golden cloak, was sitting, staring at the hall, with a cold face that almost wanted to eat people.

In this hall, there are two people kneeling.

One is the King Zhu of Qi who was transported back from Shandong through mountains and rivers.

It took thousands of miles to travel from Shandong to Yingtian, and Zhu Yu was riding in an extremely slow prison car. In addition, there was a wave of mudslides halfway, so it took more than ten days to reach Yingtian.

As for the other one, it was the young Liao King guy.

But at this moment, His Royal Highness King Ning was covered in rags, looking like a beggar, kneeling on the ground with his head hanging, his body trembling faintly.

After being dug out of his hometown by Zhu Quan and losing his fiefdom, this guy fled Liao with a dozen of his cronies and entourages. Within a few days, he encountered bandits and bandits and fled in a panic. His entourage died and scattered scattered.

In desperation, His Royal Highness King Liao could only do Lao Zhu's old job, begging for food all the way to make a living, after thinking about it, and finally decided to come to Yingtian, no matter what crime he would be sentenced in the end, at least he would be able to eat here.

"Grandson, pay homage to the emperor's grandfather."

A voice slowly sounded in Fengtian Temple.

Both Zhu Yu and Zhu Zhi were taken aback for a moment, subconsciously raised their heads and looked sideways in front of them, they didn't even know when Zhu Xiongying appeared.

"The lives of the two of them are given to you."

Old Zhu's voice was very soft, and it fell into the ears of Zhu Yu and Zhu Zhi, making him both startled, subconsciously looking at Zhu Xiongying, the mighty feudal lord, like two dogs begging for mercy.

This scene made Lao Zhu on the dragon chair look disgusted.

How could he, the majestic Emperor Hongwu, a hero of his generation, give birth to such a cowardly and incompetent son.

"The grandson complies."

Zhu Xiongying saluted lightly.

How could he not know what Lao Zhu was planning.

Zhu Xiongying didn't care about the lives of these two people at all, it didn't matter whether they were killed or not, and Lao Zhu knew this too.

But Lao Zhu insisted on calling himself here, and set it up in Fengtian Hall in a solemn manner.

There are two reasons.

First, Lao Zhu is still soft-hearted towards his bloodline, he doesn't want to see his descendants kill each other, and allowing himself to spare the lives of these two guys can make up for his relationship with the princes and uncles to a certain extent.

Second, the imperial decree of the Zen throne has been announced to the world. The grandson of the emperor will succeed the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty on April [-]. Before succeeding to the throne, he will pardon his two uncles with grace. It is beneficial for the new king to stabilize his rule.

Zhu Xiongying glanced at Zhu Yu and Zhu Zhi, and then spoke lightly.

"Cutting off the title of King Zhu Qiqi, cutting off the title of King Zhu Zhiliao, from now on, he will be demoted to a commoner, and he will be banned from the clan's residence for a period of ten years."

Zhu Yu and Zhu Zhi who were kneeling on the ground were greatly relieved when they heard this.

In their view now, being able to save a small life is enough.

As for Lao Zhu, who was on the dragon chair, when he heard Zhu Xiongying's words, a gratified smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Zhu Yu and Zhu Zhi are different from Qin Wang Zhu Yu. Zhu Yu is collaborating with the enemy and treason, and he can't do without killing.

While Zhu Zhi thanked Zhu Xiongying, he couldn't help but look at Zhu Xiongying a few more times. He remembered the letter written to him by King Zhu of Zhou. Drink today's new tea, the kind for 398 people.

Wanting to open his mouth to ask, Zhu Zhi still held back.

"Take it."

Old Zhu let out a soft drink.

Immediately, Jinwu guards entered the room and dragged Zhu Yu and Zhu Zhi out like dead dogs.

Then, Lao Zhu took a deep breath and slowly prepared to stand up.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiongying stepped out step by step, and his figure appeared beside Lao Zhu in an instant, supporting him with both hands.

Old Zhu was no stranger to the elder grandson's body-changing movement technique.

"Accompany the grandpa for a walk."

"it is good."

Zhu Xiongying nodded, and helped Lao Zhu slowly down the Golden Luan Hall, while the old eunuch on the side had already pushed the wheelchair over.

Then Lao Zhu sat on it very familiarly.

This surprised Zhu Xiongying a little. He remembered that Lao Zhu was very resistant to wheelchairs before, and insisted on walking with crutches no matter how seriously ill he was.

It seems that everyone will change, even a real commoner emperor like Lao Zhu.

Zhu Xiongying pushed the wheelchair, the old and the young slowly left Fengtian Hall.

The sky is cloudless, and the spring breeze is blowing, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"The spiritual grains you sent are really delicious. We heard that you are going to use these grains for disaster relief?"

Old Zhu said with a smile.

As early as when the Linggu expanded its production for the first time, Zhu Xiongying had already been sent to the palace to improve Lao Zhu's food. It doesn't matter whether these Linggu can help Lao Zhu open his spiritual roots, it is enough to help Lao Zhu relieve some physical pain up.

"Yes, the household department has been ordered."

Zhu Xiongying nodded.

"We heard that you have a woman who can build things in your house. Recently, you are building something called a train?"

This is the first time Lao Zhu heard the word 'train'.

"Back to the emperor's grandfather, the grandson called this industrialization."

"industrialization."

Old Zhu murmured.

When he was a child, he was busy herding cattle, so he didn't read many books. He read a lot of books after he ascended the throne, but he had seen the three words "industrialization" before taking them apart, but when they were put together, he couldn't understand them. Can't understand.

Zhu Xiongying is not surprised that Lao Zhu knows these things.

Although Lao Zhu has completely delegated authority and ignored affairs, the Jinyiwei organization is still operating, and he has never deliberately blocked news from Lao Zhu.

Grandparents and grandchildren chatted while walking, there were important affairs in the court, and there were also trivial things in life.

At this moment, in front of Zhu Xiongying, Lao Zhu is no longer the emperor of Ming Dynasty, but just a grandfather chatting with his grandson.

"Heroes."

When Zhu Xiongying pushed Lao Zhu to the end of the courtyard of Fengtian Hall, Lao Zhu's voice suddenly became heavy.

Zhu Xiongying stopped.

He knew that this would be what Lao Zhu really wanted to tell him.

"Promise to the emperor's grandfather."

Old Zhu was leaning on his wheelchair and looking into the distance, he couldn't see through his cloudy eyes the complicated expression.

"After you ascend the throne, don't implement the enfeoffment system."

These words made Zhu Xiongying silent.

Does Lao Zhu regret that he engaged in enfeoffment back then?

I regret this operation, it doesn't fit Lao Zhu's personality at all.

But put yourself in Lao Zhu's perspective and think about it. The chaos of the northern kings in recent days really makes a father think deeply, especially this father is also the founding emperor.

But if we really want to speak from the facts, Lao Zhu's strategy of enfeoffment was actually right when the Ming Dynasty was founded.

Because in all dynasties, the founding kings will face a problem, who will guard the border.

Border guards must have heavy soldiers in their hands.

If the general guards the border, it is extremely easy to breed rebellion, and it will form a hindrance to the emperor's monarchy.

Such situations are not uncommon in history. There are many examples of successful rebellions by General Sai, but there is no precedent for rebellion by King Sai.

Not to mention that a highly centralized emperor like Lao Zhu, in order to strengthen the imperial power in his hands, even abolished the prime minister system that has been passed down for thousands of years, let alone letting him be controlled by a general, it is completely unbearable.

So the core idea of ​​Lao Zhu at that time was to train his sons, let them follow the founding generals to gain experience in the battlefield since they were young, and after they were upgraded to a large size, they would take over the military power from these generals and seal the king and guard the border.

It has to be said that this strategy had a very good feedback when Lao Zhu was in his prime.

The military power in the hands of the founding generals has been transferred to the hands of the kings, Lao Zhu no longer has to worry about which general will rebel, and in Lao Zhu's view, of course, his sons will not rebel against him.

But when he was critically ill, especially when the Ming Empire was about to transfer power.

These good sons of the past, under Lao Zhu's deliberate indulgence these years, the full-fledged cubs are no longer under control.

Such a thing as ambition.

Once it breeds, there is no other way but to destroy it.

"Grandson knows."

Zhu Xiongying nodded.

Anyway, no matter what the old man said now, just nod.

As for whether to divide the enfeoffment in the future, it still depends on the future situation.

After all, with the mighty majesty of the archmage, it is estimated that the number of sons should be in the three digits. If these sons are all kept by their side, they will not be bored to death.

What's more, in the future when the Quartet is conquered, there will be large tracts of land that need to be managed by people, and the surname Zhu will still be in charge.

The reason why Lao Zhu's enfeoffment failed in the end was because Lao Zhu was limited by his age. If Lao Zhu had been in his prime all the time, he would not have dared to rebel even if the Kings of Sai had ten courage.

And from a theoretical point of view, the current rebellion of the kings of Sai is not actually Lao Zhu's rebellion, but to be precise, it is to seize the position of heir.

But Zhu Xiongying is not the case, he is not limited by the years, and there is no such thing as a state of heyday, because the state of the archmage will always climb upwards, and every tomorrow is a new heyday.

Who dares to rebel against him?

A bolt of lightning directly struck him to death, and his own son was no exception.

"When you are free, go and see your father more often."

Old Zhu said again.

"Yes."

Zhu Xiongying nodded.

At this moment, a loud eagle cry rang out in the sky.

This black-gold eagle was obviously different from the one in the morning, indicating that it was news from other places.

Zhu Xiongying frowned, the frequency of using the black gold eagle was a bit high.

Generally, it is not an important matter, and the shadow guard will not use the black gold eagle.

Raising his hand slightly, the black golden eagle hovering in the sky immediately swooped down and landed lightly on Zhu Xiongying's shoulder.

"what's up."

Old Zhu asked, he naturally also knew about the existence of Shadow Guards, and also knew that Zhu Xiongying had set up a starting point orphanage very early on, and that Old Zhu had always been in favor of Zhu Xiongying's cultivation of his power.

He even asked Zhu Xiongying if he wanted Jinyiwei, but Zhu Xiongying refused.

Peel off the sealing wax and take out the paper strip inside.

"In Jiujiang Prefecture, the Xunyang River is about to break its embankment."

Zhu Xiongying read it lightly, and frowned slightly.

The Xunyang River is a section of the Yangtze River. Once the embankment breaks, the tens of thousands of people in the city of Jiujiang Prefecture will probably suffer along with it.

"What is Tobe doing?"

Lao Zhu's voice was instantly icy cold.

For such an important matter, the Ministry of Household Affairs did not even submit a memorial.

"Immediately decree to dismiss Yu Xin from his post."

Old Zhu said coldly.

This is still showing mercy, if it wasn't for Yu Xin's wholehearted support for the emperor's grandson, Lao Zhu would have directly chopped him off.

"Ah."

Zhu Xiongying nodded.

If something goes wrong, the top leader will naturally need to take the blame, which is also the practice of the temple.

But now Zhu Xiongying was thinking about other things, he glanced at the sky, his eyes flickering coldly.

If he had known about the situation in Jiujiang Mansion earlier, he could have cast spells in advance to prevent the storm from bursting the embankment.

But it is impossible for him to monitor the entire territory of Daming all the time, and the main task of the local shadow guards is not to observe the weather. After all, it is impossible to directly send a message to His Highness Taisun when there is a heavy rain. These shadow guards are not so idiotic.

The establishment of Zhang Tianjian is urgent.

This old dog thief does this every day, and the people of Daming can't survive.

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

Household Yamen.

The roar resounded, and all the household officials were afraid to speak.

This time, the source of the roar was not Xia Yuanji, but Yu Xin, the Minister of the Household Department who came to the yamen every day to walk around the yamen every day.

At this time, he pointed at the nose of the doctor of Jiangxi Qingli Department and cursed.

At the same time, I was also afraid.

Once such a big event is known by the emperor, what will happen to me, the Minister of the Household Department?
As the boss of the household department, he couldn't shirk his responsibility at all.

And it was indeed his responsibility. If he hadn't been negligent in managing the officials below, the doctor of the Jiangxi Qingli Department would not have made such common-sense mistakes.

Just at this time.

"The decree has arrived...!"

A voice with a long tail sound came.

Yu Xinjing's heart skipped a beat, and Xia Yuanji who was beside him also frowned.

All the officials of the household department hurriedly gathered in the main hall and knelt down to receive the order.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the imperial edict said: Dismiss Yu Xin's post as secretary of the household department, bestow the title of doctor Guanglu, and return to the field with special permission. Xia Yuanji, the left servant of the household department, will temporarily act as the secretary of the household department."

"This...!"

After the imperial decree was read out, Yu Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

In the Hongwu Dynasty, the most feared thing was that he would not end well. This time, such a big mistake happened in the household department. The emperor just dismissed his official and gave him an honorary title of first rank to go home for retirement, which is not bad.

Xia Yuanji on the side knew clearly that it was His Highness Grandson's will that Yu Xin's old life could be saved.

Although he didn't know much about His Highness the Grandson, he could see one thing.

His Royal Highness Taisun is a rare sage in all ages, decisive but not indiscriminate, killing but not bloodthirsty.

"Chen Yuxin accepted the order and thanked my emperor for his grace."

Yu Xin's words came from his heart, after all, he had already thought about what kind of coffin he would use before a stick of incense.

at the same time.

Taisun Mansion, Tiangong Yayuan.

This is Zhu Xiongying's elegant garden specially approved for Xue Ji. It covers an area ten times larger than other concubines, which attracted quite a few concubines' eyes.

And the reason why Xue Ji was granted such a large area was simple.

Xue Ji's inventions and creations require a certain amount of space.

At this time, Xue Ji was staring at the first steam engine she created in a daze. With the coal burning, the steam engine was working, with steam rising from the top of her head, and the wooden wheel was pushed to roll on the ground with 'kuci beatci'.

She was thinking about the principles and knowledge that His Royal Highness Taisun told her last night.

Use mana instead of fuel to improve thermal efficiency conversion.

The principle of the steam engine is to vaporize water through heat energy, transport the steam to the cylinder through the pipeline, and then perform work on the piston.

The internal combustion engine is simpler, directly converting heat energy into kinetic energy to promote work.

In contrast, the heat conversion process of the internal combustion engine is simpler and the heat conversion rate is higher.

"I don't know if this will work..."

Xue Ji suddenly thought of something.

She hurriedly stepped forward to stop the steam engine from working, and then she directly injected a ray of mana into the cylinder. This ray of mana was very thin, after all, she only obtained the spiritual root last night.

Then, she picked up the torch next to the table and blew it close to the edge of the cylinder.

A miracle happened.

…………

……

A quarter of an hour later.

Xue Ji left Tiangong Yayuan with an extremely excited face, and left Taisun Mansion under the envious eyes of all the concubines.

The Taisun Mansion and the East Palace are the same as the Harem of the Forbidden City. Ordinary concubines are not allowed to leave the mansion at will.

But Xue Ji is different, she has the permission of His Highness the Grandson.

The place Xue Ji was going to was the Ministry of Industry.

She wants to stop plans for a steam train and turn it into an internal combustion train.

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

Jiangxi Chengxuan Zhengsi, Jiujiang Mansion.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and it rained continuously.

The faces of tens of thousands of people in the whole city were shrouded in fear. The government has issued three circulars in a row, asking the people to evacuate Jiujiang Mansion by themselves.

But those who actually evacuated were very few.

After all, the possessions of a lifetime are there, who is willing to give up?

Once you give up, you will really become a refugee.

And now that the Xunyang River hasn't broken its embankment, maybe the torrential rain has stopped and the embankment has held up?

There's still some hope.

The magistrate of Jiujiang Prefecture, an old man over [-] years old, was standing at the highest point of the city gate of Jiujiang Prefecture, overlooking the Xunyang River Embankment.

"My lord, let's go back quickly, the Xunyang River embankment is about to burst."

The subordinate officer next to him was also looking at the Xunyang River embankment, with unconcealable fear on his face.

"Retire? The tens of thousands of people in Jiujiang Mansion behind me have not retreated. How can I have the face to retreat?"

Chen Dongyang said with emotion, his face already had the look of going to death.

Behind him on the city tower of Jiujiang Mansion, tens of thousands of people were looking up, holding umbrellas, or directly drenched in the rain. They were all hoping that the rainstorm would stop, and that the water level of the Xunyang River would not continue to rise.

Otherwise, once the embankment bursts, their home will be over.

"Water, water... the water is overflowing!"

The people on the city wall suddenly pointed at the river embankment in the distance and shouted, their faces full of horror.

Under the rainy and gloomy weather, the panic spread rapidly like a plague, and tens of thousands of people in the entire Jiujiang Mansion fell into despair.

At this time, some men were helping the officers and soldiers, and piled everything that could be piled up at the gate of the city, hoping to stop the coming flood, while the women and children huddled together, shivering in the rainstorm.

Chen Dongyang threw down the umbrella in his hand, looked up at the rainy sky, and roared in grief and indignation.

"The heavens have no way!"

"The heavens have no way!"

Sudden.

"end."

A voice fell into the ears of everyone in the entire Jiujiang Mansion as if the words came out.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they suddenly discovered that the howling rainstorm had slowly stopped.

A figure instantly fell into the eyes of every citizen in Jiujiang Mansion.

At the highest place of the city gate of Jiujiang Prefecture, at the top of the city tower, there are brocade clothes and jade crowns, and the long wind blows the black hair and brocade clothes, floating like a dream.

"His Royal Highness!"

Chen Dongyang's official career has been ups and downs, and he has been a Beijing official for several years. He was only transferred to the Jiujiang prefect three years ago. He was lucky enough to see Zhu Xiongying's handsome face. Now he recognized it immediately, and immediately became excited and yelled.

"It's Your Highness the Grandson!"

The stories of the three encounters with the gods, the redress of the Li family's justice, and various legends about His Royal Highness, not only spread in Yingtian, but under the operation of Guanghan Division, the name of the emperor's grandson has already spread all over the world. The chief secretaries of Ming Dynasty.

Not to mention that the imperial decree that the emperor is about to sit in the emperor's grandson has been announced to the world, and even ordinary people know it.

How can you not be excited that His Majesty the future emperor will come to rescue his people in person!
Crashing, all the people of Jiujiang Mansion knelt down excitedly and kowtowed to Zhu Xiongying.

But at this moment Zhu Xiongying frowned slightly.

Boom~!

God, there was a thunderstorm.

The torrential rain that had already stopped suddenly resumed.

At the same time, the Xunyang River embankment, which was already on the verge of bursting, exploded with a 'boom', and the raging water rushed straight towards Jiujiang Mansion.

　I was on the highway all day today, and it was really hard to change the manuscript in the service area.

　　Newcomers can understand that under normal circumstances, the daily update is 6-7k, and the update time is at [-] o'clock, which is a big chapter.

　　
　
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