Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

The princes of the Ming Dynasty immediately paid attention to the records closely related to themselves, so they started chattering about it immediately.

"Dad has twenty-six children? But last year we added two more brothers, and now the total is only twenty-one brothers..."

"That means we still have five younger brothers yet to be born?"

"Where's my sister? Why don't future generations tell us how many sisters our brothers have?"

"Why is this matter so important? What matters is the lifespan of our brothers. If we put it this way, doesn't it mean that none of our brothers will live to be seventy?"

"If you can't live, you can't live. What can you do if you live to seventy? Then the bastard can live for ten thousand years. Is the third brother envious?"

"Fourth brother, I will tell daddy to sew your mouth shut sooner or later!"

"That's difficult. Fourth brother, I still hope to guard Beiping, use this mouth to order the soldiers to kill Hu, and perform immortal feats on horseback. As long as the history books know my name and record my merits, even if I live to be fifty years old, How? That can still be called the style of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty!"

There was a smile on the corner of Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth. Although his sons' words were out of control, it also reminded him of the night when he led the twenty-four brothers to Nanluo Dingyuan to start their achievements.

Since ancient times, young people have been born and died, and their temples are stained with frost and are afraid of the underworld.

So, seeing his sons seem to know the brotherly love, and thinking about what Guangmu said at this time about killing his old brother, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed inexplicably.

So Zhu Biao changed the direction of his speech and planned to comfort his father. He thought about the direction and said:

"To have five more brothers. Dad is now fifty-three. This is really a blessing from God..."

"The glory remains!"

Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Di, blinked his eyes, and after hearing the mother over there cough heavily, he slapped his brother on the head without hesitation.

Seeing the "run away" look on his elder brother's face and the anger that had begun to boil on his father's face, Zhu Di rushed out of the door without hesitation and said:

"Go get some fresh fruits for daddy to quench your thirst and relieve your anger!"

Zhuru suddenly laughed out loud, but was immediately suppressed by Tomoko:

"You're still laughing! You treat your subordinates harshly and mercilessly. Don't you know the old disaster of Zhang Feizhi in the Three Kingdoms? If you want to prolong your life, change your temper. Otherwise, let alone seventy, we will praise you if you live over forty!"

Seeing the third son, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately lowered his eyebrows and flattered him. He also patted the table and habitually scolded:

"And you, your life span of less than seventy does not necessarily mean that you can live to your sixties. You also need to learn how to nourish your body like your elder brother, so that our Tian family can also accumulate that thing called genes, okay? Make it easier for future generations!”

Every time I say this, there is a long list of explanations that follow, but the brothers are already used to it, and they all accept it with low eyebrows and go in one ear and out the other.

Zhu Biao even had time to think about which brothers Dai, Min and Ning were respectively?

Seeing that His Majesty was busy correcting the family tradition, Li Wenzhong looked at the lost Da Si Xian, hesitated for a while and sighed in a low voice:

"Da Si Xianrong is so favored, why bother...sigh."

As soon as he said these words, Li Wenzhong felt that he was being stupid, maybe it was just because he felt a little pity for the Chief Secretary Xian who could manage everything all the way from Chuzhou.

Shaking his head, Li Wenzhong changed his direction and leaned back with a sincere smile on his face:

"Dai Taiyi... no, Dai Yuanling."

Dai Sigong also responded with a warm expression and then said very directly:

"I don't know what the longevity gene is, nor do I know the method of longevity."

In the first month of the fourteenth year of Hongwu's reign this year, Emperor Ming Dynasty changed Taiyuan Hospital into the fifth-rank yamen, and changed the positions of prime ministers, officials, etc. Dai Sigong was in charge of Taiyuan Hospital and served as the order of Taiyuan Hospital. This is also the reason why Li Wenzhong changed his title. The same is true for Li Wenzhong. The reason why Dai Sigong now feels more confident when talking to the Duke.

Of course, there is a more direct reason - today's emperor is very supportive of his drastic reform of screening in Taiyuan Hospital.

Hearing what Dai Sigong said, Li Wenzhong didn't look disappointed at all, so he simply changed the question:

"If an athlete travels on the sea, does Dai Yuanling have any suggestions for preparing soup recipes?"

As a native of eastern Zhejiang, Dai Sigong didn't care about the so-called crony attacks. However, he did see many sailors who ran ships suffering from diseases since he was a child. He also gained a lot of experience over the years, so he simply talked to Li Wenzhong in detail. This made the other party's face look even more surprised.

When Zhu Yuanzhang finished teaching his son, he turned around and saw Li Wenzhong and Dai Sigong, who were talking lively, Xu Da, who was always reticent, and Li Shanchang, who had a panic look on his face.

Seeing that an old minister had his crown removed and his hair a little scattered, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. After all, he was not the Hongwu Emperor ten years later. It was still difficult for him to be as hard-hearted as stone at the moment:

"Bai Ru knows what Chen has not stated. I will judge his guilt and judge Ru Kuan."

"Don't mention Li Cunyi's name again."

Li Shanchang fell to the ground, and then Li Wenzhong heard a response that sounded like tears and sighs:

"Your Majesty is kind to you."

…

Liu Xie in Yecheng felt a little numb.

He didn't know what the Prisoner's Dilemma was, but he could understand the succession of emperors, and it was not difficult to understand those closely related clans, the slaughter of the whole family, leaving no chickens or dogs, and all the descendants.

So Liu Xie was a little lucky for the first time:

"It's all up to the emperor to prevent this disaster from happening again."

Liu Bei never took credit for this. He turned his body slightly to the side to reveal the civil and military ministers behind him, and pointed:

"I am stupid and have no skills in strategy, enriching the people, or getting into battle. If I were not such a loyal minister who serves the Han Dynasty, I would not be able to see your majesty again."

Then he pointed up his fingers and said with a smile:

"But if I hadn't taken pity on him, I wouldn't have known how to accomplish it. Therefore, what your Majesty said was wrong. I didn't rely on my ministers, but on the hearts of the people of ancient and modern times."

Liu Xie seemed to have some understanding, but in the end he just remembered it and nodded hastily. Then he leaned forward a little and asked:

"According to what the emperor said, if we come to Chengdu, which month is the best time to leave?"

For Liu Xie, he had never felt that the soft cushion he was sitting on was so hot to his buttocks, and the temptation of Chengdu, which he had repeatedly praised, seemed to be more intense.

Living in such a good place to raise people for a period of time may really make peace with the grievances of living under the fence of others for the past twenty years. After that, he may be able to find another skill. When people after a thousand years talk about him, he will be satisfied without using evil words. .

He didn't want to die, nor did he want to be a loner. Since the emperor's destiny was clear and the chaos had been brought to an end, he let the emperor go and deal with this tired world.

Let alone the fact that the emperor's uncle's subordinates are all elite civil and military personnel with great ambitions, even if they are not successful, is it possible that they can still be worse than the Cao family and the Sima family who have been causing trouble for more than a thousand years?

Squeezing Queen Fu Shou's soft hands, Liu Xie thought very broadly.