Spoiler History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 642: Emperor Hongwu, are you there?
"Too deceiving!"

The roaring sound rolled out from the hall, scaring a few crows so much that they flapped their wings and flew to an old tree nearby, looking down curiously.

The imperial guards guarding outside the Guangzheng Hall of the Bianliang Imperial Palace looked at each other in confusion, wondering what had happened in the hall.

The emperor is famous for not showing his emotions on his face, even when he was His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin last time... No, now he should be called Master Kong Jiong.

When Master Kong Jiong was carried out of the temple before, the emperor just lost a little smile.

Now that he is shouting so angrily, I wonder how long Master Kong Jiong will need to recuperate after returning?

Master Kong Jiong naturally didn't know all this. At this moment, he was already lying on the ground very smoothly and roundly, not even wanting to lift his head up at all.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the hall. Zhao Kuangyin paced back and forth angrily, and a long string of words that were not suitable to be said in the court also jumped out of his mouth and fell clearly into Zhao Kuangyi's ears:
"Damn you thief! You are such a bastard! You are such a poor, jealous, and naive slave, to do such a dirty thing!"

"That's unreasonable!"

"You are truly a thief who deserves to be skinned alive, and you deserve to be destroyed by that Zhu!"

"It's a waste of time to study the classics of the saints. It's a pity for a prime minister who is just a monkey in a human form to do such things."

"As expected, the mice in the cloud are born to consume!"

Zhao Kuangyi, who was crouching over, listened to his brother's scolding gradually subside, then he looked up cautiously.

What he saw was the emperor staring at him in silence, not knowing what he was thinking. This incited Zhao Kuangyi so much that he immediately pointed at the screen and said:
"These old thieves are perfect for the government to personally fight against, capture their leaders and punish them..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Kuangyin interrupted him by shaking his head:

"You monkey with a bird in your mouth, you don't scheme at the top, but you scheme behind the scenes. I am just like a carrot seller following a salt bucket, full of salt and trouble!"

Although the words were harsh, Master Kong Jiong felt secretly relieved in his heart. After all, at least he had suffered less physical pain.

But there was a slight touch in my heart. Although I still long for the throne, things seemed to be a little tricky afterwards.

He didn't calculate the exact time between the two Song dynasties, but vaguely it should be about 300 years. During this period, the rise of the Xia and Liao dynasties was difficult enough, not to mention that the Jin and Mongolians were eyeing them and wanted to ride south...

He touched his eye sockets unconsciously, where he still felt a dull pain. He couldn't help but ask himself for the first time: Can I stop it?
Zhao Kuangyin, who was in a bad mood, didn't think so much. At this moment, he wished that Mongolia would rise up immediately so that he could avenge this blood feud for his descendants.

But when he thought about the fact that the ancestor of Emperor Hongwu who destroyed the Hu Yuan was a member of the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty, he seemed to feel more at ease.

However, whenever he thought of the place that marked the end of Song's life, he couldn't help feeling complicated.

"The Battle of Yashan...Alas..."

Before he could even sigh, he heard Zhao Pu calling him:
"Your Majesty...it seems that the Hongwu Emperor also obtained this light curtain."

Looking up suddenly, Zhao Kuangyin clearly saw a line of words floating from right to left:

〖Zhu Yuanzhang: Absurd! When did the Book of Tang ever record Emperor Taizong of Tang’s expedition against Japan?〗

Zhao Kuangyin pondered for a moment:
"Really?"

“It doesn’t look fake.”

Just as the two were pondering, another word floated by:

[Zhang Fei: Wow! The living Hongwu Emperor!

Zhu Yuanzhang: ...Marquis Huan is also alive.

Zhang Fei: It is very strange to hear this... Let's not talk about it for now. Is it true that the later generations said that Emperor Hongwu gained the world with only a broken bowl?
Zhang Fei: Later generations said that Emperor Hongwu was not as good at fighting as Emperor Taizong of Tang. What did Emperor Hongwu think?

Zhang Fei: Emperor Hongwu? Emperor Hongwu?

Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Pu looked at each other: It must be true.

So Zhao Kuangyin did not hesitate and wrote a few words on the stone table: "Zhao Kuangyin: I am deeply grateful for the kindness of the Ming ancestor."

In Ganlu Hall, Li Shimin wanted to pick up his pen but stopped. Finally, he looked at Zhang Fei on the screen, who kept talking and shaking his head and smiling. Then he simply put down his pen and leisurely returned to the couch.

"Sir, why don't you defend yourself?" Empress Changsun was curious. She remembered how stubborn the second son of the Li family was. He would not give up until most things were made clear.

Smiling and shaking his head, Li Shimin explained:

"It's a long sea journey from Wakoku to Denglai, and another thousand miles to Guanzhong."

"I believe the battle report must be on the way now. It won't be too late to let Hongwu Zhu Baba take a look after the report is in hand."

No wonder...Empress Changsun suddenly realized that this was the husband she was familiar with.

"Moreover, Marquis Huan's hometown was actually recovered by Emperor Ming, so we should get closer to him," Li Shimin added.

But as for this statement...Empress Changsun expressed doubt.

But she immediately suggested:
"The battle report can wait, but the Ming are descendants of the same clan as our Tang, so we should remind them of the Japanese situation."

Li Shimin thought about it and realized that this was the truth, so he immediately said:

"In that case, the assistant will write for me."

There is no special reason for this, it's simply because Changsun Wuji is the closest.

……

In Kunning Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang threw down his pen and shook his head, not expecting it:

"This Huan Hou..."

Logically speaking, this Marquis Huan was his Chinese ancestor and he should have treated him with respect, but this Marquis Huan was somewhat out of line.

But what concerned him more was the other meaning revealed in the words.

"Marquis Huan said that the previous comments on Baba were made by later generations."

Queen Ma said clearly:

"That means that everything that happens after I become enlightened, as described by this light curtain, is the afterlife."

"Or is it that this young man who tells the story is from the future?"

The meaning is completely different. If this young man is from the future, then there is a most important question:
When the Hu barbarians came back, were they driven back again?

Empress Tajima thought:

"That young man mentioned earlier that Xin Qiji was unsuccessful and that Cao You heard about his heroic death in battle. His words seemed to be full of emotion, as if he was reminiscing about his ancestors. Therefore, I think... this young man is most likely a Chinese man of later generations."

Zhu Yuanzhang also agreed with this statement, and then he naturally mentioned a question that he was very concerned about:
"Then the world war... I guess China won?"

This kind of self-questioning naturally yielded no results in a short period of time. Coincidentally, another piece of writing passed by at this moment. Seeing that her husband was still in a daze, Empress Ma simply wrote while reading:

"The one who was named this time was Changsun Wuji... Well, 'The Japanese are a shameless bunch, they fear power but not morality. In the era of maritime power, they plundered China with their entire nation, causing countless disasters. They also took over the eight Western Barbarian countries, bullying China for not defending its sea borders and plundering it... Therefore, we should use the Japanese islands to guard the East China Sea, and prevent disasters, and use the gold and silver mountains...'"

Zhu Yuanzhang felt as if he understood it, but as soon as one doubt was resolved, countless new doubts popped up.

"Sea border? Eight Western Barbarian Nations? Sea pass?"

"And how could such a poor place like Japan have mountains of gold and silver?"

(End of this chapter)