Ming: I am fake, walking on thin ice

Chapter 72 Do you all know that I am a fake?
As soon as Zhu Qiyu finished speaking, a voice came from the door: "This courtyard is quiet and elegant. It's a good place to recuperate."

Zhu Qizhen walked in with Yang Guifang and looked around. Zhu Qiyu was startled to hear the emperor's voice and stood up quickly, and went forward to greet him with Tung Xingdao.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." He knelt down, and Wu Dao also knelt behind him.

"Everyone, get up." Zhu Qizhen raised his hand. "I came to see you, Second Brother. You are having a good life. How about you switch with me?"

Zhu Qiyu kowtowed quickly, his face tense: "Royal brother, you can't say such nonsense. If someone with ulterior motives hears it, there will inevitably be a storm. Aren't you pushing your minister into the fire?"

Zhu Qizhen laughed out loud and held out his hand for them to stand up. His eyes fell on Wu Dao, and he was surprised for a moment. The middle-aged man in front of him gave people a feeling of quiet waters running deep.

"Brother Emperor, this is the newly invited Xianwu Xingdao." Zhu Qiyu hurriedly introduced.

"I, the humble servant Wu Xingdao, pay my respects to Your Majesty." Wu Dao bowed again.

"Mr. Wu, please don't be polite." Zhu Qizhen walked towards the pavilion. "I'm just here to take a look. Everyone, please relax and sit down."

He sat down on the chair, Zhu Qiyu followed and sat on the left, Wu Dao sat behind him, and Yang Guifang sat on the right side of Zhu Qizhen.

The four of them sat in a circle, as if they were in a confrontation between two sides.

Zhu Qizhen noticed a copy of "The Imperial Edict" on the table, picked it up and flipped through it, then asked with a smile, "Second Brother, are you also reading this recently?"

"I can't concentrate on reading it. It's Tung who is reading it now and then explaining it to me." Zhu Qiyu said.

"Oh?" Zhu Qizhen asked Wu Dao with interest, "Mr. Tung, what do you think of Emperor Taizu's "Imperial Edict"? "

Tung Xingdao pondered for a moment and said, "This Great Edict records the cases of more than 10,000 criminals. Emperor Taizu was very dedicated to popularizing the law. A book called the Great Edict warns the world to respect the king's law. It is really wise. Emperor Taizu is really a remarkable man."

"What a pity, the effect is not very good." Zhu Qizhen smiled.

"Well, it's really hard to implement because the people are illiterate." Tung Xingdao's eyes were full of admiration. "However, Emperor Taizu has done a good job. Throughout history, which emperor has had such good intentions?"

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Zhu Qizhen smiled: "It seems that Mr. Tung is well-versed in history books and knows Taizu quite well. It just so happens that I have some questions, and I would like to ask you to help me solve them. Taizu is indeed a remarkable man. He won the world and established a series of systems. These systems cannot even be modified by his descendants, and they must be passed down for thousands of generations. Mr. Tung, do you think it is feasible?"

There was a flash of surprise and accident in Tung Xingdao's eyes, as if he did not expect that the current emperor would ask this. The emperor seemed to be very skeptical about some of Taizu's systems, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Your Majesty, I am being too bold to ask this." Tung Xingdao shook his head. "Of course this is not feasible! Taizu abolished the prime minister, but in the future there may be a position with more power than the prime minister; Taizu stipulated that the people could not move around, but now there are refugees everywhere, right? Taizu prepared titles and salaries for his descendants, but with the rapid increase in the royal population, this expense may even drag down the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Qizhen was secretly shocked.

As a time traveler, he certainly knew that what Tung Xingdao predicted came true. Tung Xingdao could predict the future based on the current objective situation, which shows how terrifying this person is.

"Mr. Tung, Taizu divided the people into civilian households, military households, artisan households, etc. Everyone has their own duties. Farmers can only farm, merchants can only do business, and officials do their own work according to regulations. Isn't this good?" Zhu Qizhen pretended to be puzzled, "Why doesn't everything develop in the direction he envisioned? It is said that Taizu's laws will not change for thousands of years. I have hesitated recently."

Surprise flashed in Tung Xingdao's eyes again. He shook his head and smiled, "As the saying goes, heroes are made by the times. Emperor Taizu was a hero a hundred years ago. He unified China. He is a hero, a man chosen by history, but he is not the creator of history. History has its own rules, and Emperor Taizu cannot escape these rules."

"Who is the creator of history? Who makes the rules of history?" Zhu Qizhen asked. Tung Xingdao pointed outside the temple and said loudly: "It is the old farmers who work from sunrise to sunset, the merchants who come to the world for profit, the officials who fight for power in the court, the students who study hard under the lonely lamp, and the people of the world. It is these ordinary people who control and create history."

Zhu Qizhen suddenly realized and gained a lot. In the face of historical rules, Emperor Taizu was just a small chess piece.

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"Second brother, you have an extraordinary person by your side." Zhu Qizhen smiled.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you." Tung Xingdao bowed his head slightly. "I saw Your Majesty today, and it was quite different from what was said in the legend. Your Majesty, after the Battle of Tumu, has the demeanor of a sage king."

When Zhu Qizhen heard this, he felt a chill in his heart.

This Tung Xingdao was so smart, maybe he saw through his true colors? No, maybe it wasn't just Tung Xingdao, who among the civil and military officials in the court was simple-minded?
Who can enter the Fengtian Hall? Who is not a shrewd person? Didn't they see something?

Could it be that many people actually know that I am a fake?
"Royal brother, the vegetarian food in Fahai Temple tastes delicious. Would you like to have a meal before returning to the palace?" Zhu Qiyu asked after looking at the sky.

"No, I'll come next time." Zhu Qizhen sighed, "I haven't paid my respects to the Queen Mother today. I will have dinner with her tonight."

Zhu Qiyu seemed very moved: "My royal brother is so filial and is a role model for me."

Zhu Qizhen stood up, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Second brother, learn well from Mr. Tung. I will use you in a short while. Now is a time of trouble, and we need you and my brothers to work together."

"I obey your order." Zhu Qiyu bowed.

Zhu Qizhen smiled and strode away, with Yang Guifang following closely behind him. After leaving the temple, Yang Guifang suddenly said, "Your Majesty, this Tung Xingdao should be killed!"

"Hey, you are so young, why do you have such a murderous heart?" Zhu Qizhen rolled his eyes, "I am the emperor, I can't just kill people casually. Besides, the person didn't commit a crime."

Yang Guifang frowned tightly: "This human Daoyan is a man of troubled times."

The Daoyan he mentioned was Yao Guangxiao who instigated Zhu Di to rebel. Zhu Qizhen frowned after hearing this: "This Yao Xingdao is indeed unfathomable, but he seems to have said too much today. Forget it, let's talk about it later. I still need the Prince of Qing. How can I kill his advisers?"

Yang Guifang hesitated to speak, and finally nodded.

The two walked on the street. Zhu Qizhen bought a few sesame cakes, threw one to Yang Guifang, and said, "I'll treat you!"

Yang Guifang looked helpless: "Your Majesty, you are the emperor, you can't eat randomly outside."

Zhu Qizhen ate it in big mouthfuls.

Emperor? I am a fake. Damn, this is not the Truman Show, is it? Everyone knows that I am a fake, and they are just watching the show.

Seeking tickets, all kinds of tickets

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