coobybook Chapter 555 That's not how you play a visual novel.
Chapter 555 That's not how you play a visual novel.
That's not how you play in Galagame.
You should communicate with us more often.
[Write something whenever you have free time: Imperial Uncle, you've worked hard guarding the frontier]
Give me more of this and that, whatever.
[After the royal family's favorability is maxed out]
[We have a special interaction with you on a special holiday.]
[You told us through tears during the Lantern Festival banquet]
[I and my imperial uncles will jointly safeguard the ancestral legacy.]
[At a time when we are deeply grateful, the Edict of Grace is issued, guaranteeing the safety of our remaining years and future generations, and placing our soldiers under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War.]
[Unlock the CG of the Edict of Grace]
And what about you?
[Reducing the power of regional governors right from the start]
Is this how your grandfather taught you to play the Gala game?
[The way you play]
Uncle Si won't accept it.
【………】
[Unlock the Jingnan CG]
"Don't even mention Fourth Uncle not accepting it, none of the uncles could accept it."
"Jianwen was truly defying the heavens. He immediately began to reduce the power of the princes as soon as he ascended the throne, and he had to choose the most radical method, either placing them under house arrest or exiling them. His fifth uncle was demoted to a commoner and exiled to Yunnan, and his twelfth uncle was forced to commit suicide by self-immolation."
Even Emperor Wu of Han wouldn't have dared to be so forceful back then [laughing emoji]
"What's wrong? You chose the Bad Ending, isn't it normal for the protagonist to get stabbed to death in a niche game? [shrug]"
Jianwen: Oh no, we've entered the bedending route!
"Zhu Yunwen: I finally outlived my grandfather and became emperor, but now I still have to come up with all sorts of excuses, win over the imperial clan, and even fake cry at the Lantern Festival? Does that make me like my grandfather, kneeling and begging for food? [Laughing]"
Zhu Biao: "Reducing the power of the princes? It should be done like this: It's almost New Year's, the border is cold, let a few brats come over here for the New Year [pokes hands][pokes hands]"
Zhu Di: Hey, big brother, you're here! [awkward laugh][awkward laugh]
Zhu Biao: Got it? [Looking]
Zhu Yunwen: Got it, come over here and die [pokes hand]
"[Grinning face] When reducing the power of the feudal lords, either start with the strongest feudal lord to scare the others, or reduce the number of the less obedient ones. But he reduced the power of the obedient, honest, and non-threatening one, which shocked everyone. [Rose][Rose]"
"Zhu Yunwen's policy of reducing the power of the princes is one thing, but instead of targeting the strong ones first, he's attacking the weak ones first [facepalm]"
Prince Zhu Bai of Xiang: Fourth Brother, live well, carrying my share of the burden.
"Jianwen: A veteran player who's also a time traveler taught me not to go through all that trouble, just go all out. He was also an emperor, I think his surname was Wang. I figured with someone who's been there to teach me, I should be fine [facepalm][facepalm]"
"[Smiling face] It's right that Zhu Yunwen failed. Several princes grew up studying with him, and he was brutally murdered and then smeared with baseless accusations."
I also want to reinstate the Zhou Dynasty's well-field system [smile]
"He's heartless and ungrateful; the last person to do that was Hu Hai [smile]"
"Prince of Yan: How could my father have raised such a beast? My brothers were driven to self-immolation, and I, the son of the dignified Emperor Taizu, was forced to feign madness and be imprisoned!"
"The one with the highest favorability unlocks the self-immolation CG, and the one with the lowest favorability unlocks the Jingnan CG. If you can win by playing this kind of obscure game, I'll just eat you up."
“Nephew, why did you personally lead the army?! That's not how things work in the Ming Dynasty! You should have told the generals, ‘Don't let me be accused of killing my uncle,’ and that I would fight my way through, sailing straight to the heart of the enemy, with an inside agent opening the gates for me, and then you could have set a huge fire and committed suicide! What do you mean your grandfather deleted that version?! I can't accept that! [Look]”
During the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty.
When it came to matters of the royal family, every official lowered their heads and pretended to be an ostrich, not daring to utter a sound: Ah, this floor is so smooth, it's exactly the same as the floor in the court they imagined.
Zhu Biao: My son's desire to reduce the power of the princes may seem a bit disregardful of past relationships, but it's not a problem. It's just a routine procedure for emperors to consolidate power after ascending the throne. In situations like this, a policy of appeasement is definitely necessary.
But they didn't tell me what to do. What do they take my brothers for?
They are all our brothers, sisters, and close friends. They are not rebels. Is Yunwen, this little bastard, a brainless, cold-blooded animal who doesn't care about feelings at all?
What about me?
Why didn't I ascend the throne? Did something unexpected happen?
Even if all else fails, there's still my son, Xiong Ying. I've carefully nurtured him since he was a child. Why did Yunwen ascend the throne?!
At this moment, Zhu Bai thought: "Waaaaah, I, as a prince, have never done anything heinous, so why did I die by self-immolation?"
Big brother, waaaaah, you have to give me an explanation! I didn't do anything, how could my nephew kill me?
Could it be true that fate always picks on the weak, and that honest people are always the ones who suffer?
As the saying goes, when faced with such a situation, one's own family is embarrassed and at a loss, while outsiders watch from the sidelines and laugh at the spectacle.
Emperor Wu of Han arrogantly said: "That Zhu Yunwen is not worthy to be compared with me. He is just a brainless brute."
The answers are already written in the history books, yet they can't even copy them. This pig brain is not even a tenth as good as mine!
Wei Qing, don't you think so? [Subtly seeking praise]
Wei Qing echoed: "Your Majesty has been exceptionally intelligent since childhood, and your wisdom and martial prowess are even more extraordinary. I believe that you cannot be compared with ordinary people."
The burly Han pig, flattered by the praise, quickly waved his hands: "It's nothing special, nothing as exaggerated as Wei Qing described, hehe."