I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

but……

Holy crap, times have changed!

Seeing heavy rain, without Zhu Fugui's instructions, the commander in charge of burning the White House ordered to use a strong combustion accelerant, and if necessary, an airship could be used to drop the accelerant.

In short, more efforts must be made!

Therefore, amidst the continuous drizzle, the fire in the White House's Grand Commander's Mansion did not decrease but increased, burning more and more vigorously.

For seven hours, from morning to afternoon, the open flames were gradually extinguished, but the entire building was left with nothing but coke.

Also at this time, the heavenly dao in the dark also recognized the reality, the clouds collected the rain, and released a brilliance, and even a faint rainbow rose in the distant sky.

The reporters pressed the shutter one after another to record this serene and beautiful picture.

Then, Zhu Fugui personally presided over the salt-sprinkling ceremony of the White House.

In fact, spreading salt was a Roman tradition.

What Huaxia pays attention to is destroying its ancestral temples and sacrificing sacrifices.

But America has only been established for a few years, and there is a fart ancestral temple.

They don't even have ancestors.

The so-called Seven Founding Sages are just a group of great slave owners.

Washington's grave is not in Washington at all, but in his farm, Mount Vernon Hills, Arlington County, Virginia.

As far as Zhu Fugui knew, it wasn't Da Ming who did it. When Da Ming encouraged the black slaves to join the Taiping Nation, the body of this big slave owner was taken away by the rebellious Ni soldiers.

Therefore, Daming has no way to "destroy its ancestral temple and stop its sacrifices".

Again, you can't get revenge on something that doesn't exist.

Therefore, the best thing to do was the next best thing, Zhu Fugui could only let Li Banban carry a large jar of salt with him, and sprinkle it around the White House.

Inner seas, straits, polytheistic beliefs, farming, statutes, the Great Wall...and spreading salt...

The flavor of my Daming's Rome is getting stronger and stronger...

Zhu Fugui shook his head.

But no matter what, at this moment, I can finally proudly announce to the world that I have finally completely crushed the man-eating monster of America, and stepped into the ground, preventing him from being reborn forever.

It's just that most people in this time and space don't realize how amazing this is.

Perhaps in their view, His Majesty Zhu Fugui's achievement of Napoleon is more shocking than the destruction of the United States.

After dealing with the affairs of the White House, Zhu Fugui and Yin Susu went back to the temporary residence to rest for a night.

This night was like their first night together.

Under the dim light, Yin Susu crouched beside Zhu Fugui with her beloved deerskin pillow in her arms, listening to him tell weird stories.

All night they snuggled together, but did nothing.

This is not because Yin Susu was restless after killing his father and enemy with his hands.

Nor is it because Zhu Fugui was fascinated after he eliminated his old enemy.

But because...

Concubine Yin came to Tiankui today.

This shows that this round of pregnancy planning has failed again.

Somehow, Zhu Fugui probably also realized something.

According to the general law of zoology, the longer the life span of an animal, the weaker its fertility; the shorter the life span of an animal, the stronger its fertility.

The heirs of lions and tigers are difficult, but the descendants of snakes, insects and plague are full.

Probably... this is the price of living a little longer...

In this regard, Zhu Fugui has nothing to do.

Generally speaking, the king of a country has no children, which is a big problem.

Fortunately, Zhu Fugui's prestige has even surpassed Hongwu's ancestor, and there are no monsters who dare to chew their tongues.

"I deeply remember the surnames of the false vassals. Some of them ran away or changed their surnames to hide. If we don't get rid of them early today, we may cause more troubles in the future. Therefore, while spreading the virtues and attracting people, I will conduct a search. , cut off the stems."

The puppet Qing Dynasty trapped and killed a large number of Zhu Ming's clan.

But there are always some descendants of the clan who survived as cautiously as Zhu Fugui's ancestors.

Zhu Chong is in hiding, Zhu Huatang is a monk, Zhu Da is a pseudonym of Bada Shanren...

There are also Min Fans who have spread their branches and leaves, and have quite a few heirs.

In comparison, the lineage of Zhu Fulai, Zhu Wanwan, Zhu Youcai, and Zhu Fugui is indeed a little thinner.

Zhu Fugui had already had someone secretly warn these distant relatives and clansmen who are out of touch, don't have any restless thoughts.

The imperial court will not even give them a county prince, let alone dream of that unrealistic Spring and Autumn Dream.

In fact, Zhu Fugui made up his mind to implement a constitutional monarchy after he retired at the age of 65, gradually deceiving the real truth of the monarch.

Although Daiying was pushed into the coffin by himself and added nails, Zhu Fugui felt that their royal status was quite good.

If it was like the Emperor of Japan after the war, it would be too boring.

The monarchs of countries such as Saudi Arabia and the United Arab Emirates, although they are firmly in power, are too busy.

Of course, the living conditions of King Rama X of Thailand are also very good, and Zhu Fugui likes it very much.

In short, Zhu Fugui didn't know how long he could last or when he would have an heir, but he had absolutely no idea of ​​adopting a nephew from a feudal family.

The big deal is the republic.

Republic is fine.

Well, as long as you die and have no children, you will be reconciled.

However, Zhu Fugui fell into deep thought as he looked at his [-]-year-old wife next to his pillow.

Chapter 867

Will I die?

It will definitely die, right?

It should be... right?

Shaking his head, Zhu Fugui suddenly felt a little unconfident.

After all, outrageous things like time travel have happened, who can say for sure what that divine light is.

If it weren't for Zhu Fugui himself, he would be Tianxian and Supreme, and Zhu Fugui himself would like to dissect himself.

There are also several concubines of his own.

In the past few years, that's all. As an imperial concubine, she should be born beautiful.

But now...

Yin Susu is 30 years old, Bai Xiaer is 28 years old, Julie is 32 years old, Xiaolan is 29 years old...

It's time for them to try to dress themselves up in a more old-fashioned way, otherwise a group of young women still have flimsy skin and no wrinkles at the corners of their eyes, which is too outrageous!

Thinking about these messy things, listening to Yin Susu's even breathing and occasional sleep talking, Zhu Fugui also gradually fell asleep.

……

Early the next morning, Zhu Fugui woke up rubbing his eyes at the urging of the alarm.

When I stretched out my hand, the person next to the pillow was gone.

Get dressed and go out for a walk.

The loyal guards had already changed their posts, and when they saw His Majesty coming out in pajamas, they immediately saluted and raised their hands and shouted "Tomorrow is invincible".

The corners of Zhu Fugui's eyes twitched.

This new set of military salutes for guards was designed by Lao Li, the head of the East Factory.

Highlight a momentum.

But Zhu Fugui looked at the military salute that was straight and slanted at 45°, no matter how he looked at it, he was familiar with it.

Not to mention, the uniforms of the Ming Army were originally plagiarized from De San.

The taste is simple.

But having said that, it is surprising that Lao Li, an old eunuch who has never read a book seriously, is actually on the same channel as the art giant who failed the ranking.

As for saying that the world is invincible tomorrow, it can be regarded as the truth, with self-confidence in simplicity, it is not an exaggeration.

Zhu Fugui looked into the yard, and Lao Li was doing morning exercises having sex.

It's still the five-animal show he learned from the overseas Chinese in Nanyang.

It's just limited by his stature, tigers, deer, bears, apes and birds, any set of Wu Qinxi performed by Lao Li is like an elephant playing in water.

And the guards who got off duty also surrounded him, clapping and applauding from time to time, shouting "Mr. Chang's miraculous skills are unrivaled"!

I always feel that this style of painting is not normal.

Zhu Fugui walked to the kitchen, and Yin Susu was preparing breakfast in an apron.

After so many years of hearing and seeing, Yin Susu's cooking level... is actually just that.

But at least it is much better than the nutritious food that Zhu Fugui ate more than ten years ago so that he could breed good seeds.

Among the four wives, Xiaolan is undoubtedly the one with the best cooking skills. She is worthy of the title of housewife.

Whether it's bland Japanese cuisine like sushi, or a rich variety of Chinese cuisine, she can handle it at her fingertips.

The level is comparable to that of ordinary restaurants.

Of course, she couldn't do well with the dish of sliced ​​duck.

Lack of experience and accumulation.

Second only to Xiaolan is Bai Xiaer.

There are not many dishes in Bai Xia'erhui, but the first-hand West Lake water shield soup and West Lake vinegar fish are really hard to get tired of, and they are professional cooks.

One trick is fresh, eat all over the sky.

Occasionally cooking, Zhu Fugui always made his belly round.

But Yin Susu's food can only be barely edible.

If she didn't feel that she should feed her husband as a wife, she might not study cooking at all.

In her opinion, mathematics is much more delicious than cooking.

At least math can be used for sex.

Of course, Yin Susu's cooking skills are still very strong compared to the last empress-to-be who has not yet started.

As a petty capitalist who grew up well-clothed and well-fed, Julie didn't know how to cook at all.

Even she didn't even know how to wash clothes.

If Julie hadn't soiled a whole suitcase and more than 20 pairs of underwear, and was forced to learn how to use the washing machine by Zhu Fugui, she might not know that washing powder needs to be added to the laundry.

"Your Majesty, is it good?"

"Delicious!"

Zhu Fugui sighed while eating the soy milk that obviously forgot to put soy sauce.

How many times have I said that the soy milk should be salty, but Susu just doesn't understand.

Pinching his nose to drink the bland soy milk and eating some snacks, Zhu Fugui asked the maids to change into formal clothes for him.

Among these court ladies are Chinese girls, Japanese girls, Koryo maidservants, and a few Maomei.

They have not been moisturized, and their appearance is gradually aging with the passage of time.

The girl group members of "Dameng Industry" have also changed twice.

However, in Zhu Fugui's eyes, old maids are even more precious, and sending them is much more satisfactory than sending young court ladies.