Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 305: Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Nine is the Extreme Number

The golden dragon flew over and, to everyone's shock, sank into Zhu Zhanjun's body.

In an instant, a dazzling golden light burst out from Zhu Zhanjun's body, and a dragon-shaped shadow could be vaguely seen guarding him.

"The golden dragon is protecting the body, and good fortune is increasing. This is a sign of becoming the emperor of mankind."

Liu Bowen's eyes lit up as he stared at Zhu Zhanjun, sighing repeatedly.

"What is the Human Emperor? According to mythology, aren't the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors complete?"

Old Zhu looked at him in confusion.

Liu Bowen shook his head.

"No."

Looking at Zhu Zhanjun with awe, Liu Bowen began to explain: "The Taoist index is nine, nine is the extreme number, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors only have eight, and one is missing to be perfect."

"However, since Zhou destroyed Shang, the inheritance of the Human Emperor has been completely cut off. Now the king can only be called the Son of Heaven, not the Human Emperor."

"The Zhoutian luck is not good, so the human race has suffered many disasters, in order to hone the last human emperor and perfect the Zhoutian technique."

Listening to Liu Bowen's talk, everyone present was confused. Zhu Houzhao scratched his chin and looked at Liu Bowen suspiciously.

He felt that the old man was talking nonsense. As an emperor, he knew the world best. Apart from those fraudulent alchemists, he had never seen the so-called immortals.

The more he listened to what the old man said about nine being the ultimate number for the emperor of men, the more he felt that he was talking nonsense.

"Mr. Liu, what you said is too mythical. According to what you said, if there is a human emperor, then there must be monsters and gods in the world."

Seeing that the other party was still bragging, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but retort.

Liu Bowen stopped talking, turned to look at Zhu Houzhao, and said with a smile: "Even if His Majesty Wuzong has not seen me, then why haven't I seen me before?"

"But you got one thing wrong. Why must the Human Emperor be connected to myths and legends?"

"Myths and legends are nothing more than the exaggerated accounts of certain events told by ancient people."

"But the existence of the Human Emperor is real."

"They are the great emperors who lead the human race towards revival and guide the human race towards becoming more powerful."

"They may not have the magical magic that is said to be there, but their guidance and wisdom go beyond these magical spells and the ability to move mountains and seas."

"So for these great emperors, the human race respectfully calls them the Human Emperor, the emperor of the human race, rather than the Son of Heaven."

At this point, he bowed to Zhu Zhanjun and said with admiration: "Your Majesty has worked hard to govern the country, saved the people from danger, and supported the collapsing building, leading the Yanhuang race to a stronger future. For this great achievement, shouldn't you be honored as the Human Emperor?"

After listening to Liu Bowen's analysis, everyone nodded in agreement.

"It's not that far yet."

Zhu Zhanjun opened his eyes.

The Golden Dragon of Fortune is only the first step to becoming the Human Emperor.

At the moment when these two things came together, Zhu Zhanjun understood a lot.

There are many emperors in history who merged with the dragon of destiny without knowing it and achieved great success.

The First Emperor of Qin, Emperor Wu of Han, Li Shimin of Tang, and a series of outstanding emperors have all met the most basic conditions for becoming the Human Emperor. As long as they complete the follow-up, they can strive for the last position of the Human Emperor.

However, due to various things and actions, they were abandoned by the Golden Dragon of the Yanhuang human race. They only achieved great achievements but did not take the final step.

At present, Zhu Zhanjun has reached the level of equal competition with Emperor Qin Shi Huang Li Shimin and others.

Whether he can become the last emperor of mankind and let his name remain among the human race, like the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, depends on his future efforts.

“Is there anything special about it?”

Seeing that Zhu Zhanjun had completed the integration, Old Zhu and the old man's people quickly surrounded him and inquired about the situation.

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head: "Nothing special, just a qualification."

"Ah, I thought that after merging with this golden dragon, I would be able to use magic to fly and hide." Zhu Houzhao looked disappointed.

Zhu Zhanji on the side rolled his eyes and said, "You think too much. The emperor does not rely on magic power, but wisdom. Do you think everyone is like you, thinking about fighting and killing all day long?"

"Okay, there's no need to discuss these things, let's talk about the important things."

Zhu Zhanjun didn't want to talk more about Jin Long, so he changed the subject.

He just needs to know what the golden dragon represents. Talking too much about it is not a good thing.

Seeing that Zhu Zhanjun was unwilling to talk more, everyone stopped talking about this topic.

"The dinner is already being prepared."

Old Zhu thought it was a dinner party in the evening inviting representatives from various countries and important guests.

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head. "It's not about the dinner party, but about the expansion of the space again."

"We need to add more people." The old man's eyes lit up and he said directly: "Then call Li Laoer over this time. I want him to see who is the real Heavenly Khan."

Everyone rolled their eyes when they heard this.

Old Zhu raised his foot and kicked the old man on the buttocks: "Come on, how did you get the title of Khan that day? Don't you know it?"

"Without this brat, you would have to prepare for your death now."

After being scolded by his father, the old man felt a little unconvinced, but he didn't dare to retort.

Because his dad would really beat him.

He is a little depressed now. If he had known it would be like this, he would rather not have come here.

Although it’s a bit regrettable, at least I won’t be beaten every day.

"This time the golden spring water erupted, causing the space to reach a critical point, but no new farmhands appeared." Zhu Zhanjun said this, and everyone realized it.

The golden spring water that was splashed in the space just now expanded the area of ​​the space countless times again.

According to past practice, such a large area was enough for the new farmhands to appear, but there was no new courtyard in the space.

"Any request?"

Zhu Biao walked with a slightly frowned brow.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded.

"That's right. Since our current strength has reached its peak in history, there aren't many options for us except for the future."

“The long-term criteria for space selection is to use the emperor as a punctuation point and then spread outward.”

"But in the future, the emperors have become a thing of the past, and the upper echelons of power are constantly changing, without a stable vein."

"If we want to make a leap forward, we need to reach a certain standard and make this leap forward."

"What standard?" Old Zhu frowned, feeling inexplicably worried.

"Gather the sixteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty, gather all the luck of the Ming Dynasty into me, and directly break through this critical point."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the standard mentioned by Zhu Zhanjun.

They thought it was a difficult task, but it turned out to be just a matter of gathering sixteen emperors.

"Start now?"

Old Zhu's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhu Zhanjun expectantly.

But he is still waiting for his eldest grandson and other sons. Zhu Zhanjun's targets are all set on the Ming Dynasty, so the probability of these people coming is very high.

Zhu Zhanjun waved his hand and said, "We are running out of time now. Let's finish the evening banquet first and gather here."

Although Lao Zhu was a little anxious, he also knew that things had their priorities.

Tonight is the first banquet since the founding of the country. If no important figures attend, who knows what bad news will come out.

The person who is summoned will not run away, so it doesn’t matter if he comes a little earlier or a little later.

This evening's banquet is very grand.

Various performances were staged one after another. Ordinary people rarely saw famous artists and actors, so they were proud to participate in this evening banquet.

Of course, they were not here to feast, but to perform.

Although they are very famous among the people, in the eyes of those in power, they are just actors.

As an important person, Zhu Zhanjun entered the venue with the queen when the night banquet was about to begin.

The two arrived and were cheered by everyone present.

Zhu Zhanjun made some speeches and then announced the start of the dinner.

A dinner party is not just about eating, it is also a simple communication.

Representatives from various countries came forward one by one to congratulate Zhu Zhanjun and express the friendship between the two countries.

Zhu Zhanjun spoke highly of this, indicating that the friendship between the two countries is long-lasting and they will cooperate and develop in the future to jointly create the world.

The banquet lasted until almost the early morning.

Representatives from various countries and important figures left with satisfaction.

Although no important goals were achieved at tonight's banquet, preliminary communication has been established.

The next step is to seize the opportunity and get what you want, which will definitely not be a problem.

"You've been tired for two days. You should rest first."

When he returned to the bedroom and saw his wife looking exhausted, Zhu Zhanjun said something to her with concern and walked into the next room.

When he entered the space, Lao Zhu and others were already waiting there.

"This is the plan we made. See if you have anything else to add."

Zhu Biao handed a plan to Zhu Zhanjun.

Zhu Zhanjun glanced down and nodded, but still added: "Two thousand troops are too few. There are several emperors coming up, and many are dangerous times. We are not sure what stage it will be when it appears."

"When my great grandfather and I took over Qi Zhen, he was at war. If we hadn't decisively taken over the army, it would have been difficult to see him."

"So the number of troops must be increased, so that we can ensure that we can act decisively when encountering dangerous incidents."

"That's right." Old Zhu also agreed. "According to the history we know, Zhu Qiyu and Zhu Youjian, both of them had very special situations."

"We can't guarantee whether Zhu Qiyu's stage is the time period that Zhan Jun and I went to, or a new time period."

"If it's new, we'll still have to face Yesen's army."

"Although our army is equipped with new weapons, it is difficult for 2000 people to create an overwhelming advantage. We are going to pick up people, not to experience a brutal war."

Zhu finally concluded: "In our opinion, we should at least bring one army with us, so that no matter what enemy we encounter, we can easily defeat it."

After hearing Lao Zhu's conclusion, everyone looked at Zhu Zhanjun.

In the past, they could still decide on various ideas, but ever since Zhu Zhanjun merged with the golden dragon, everyone tacitly agreed that Zhu Zhanjun would make the final decision.

This is an elevation of Zhu Zhanjun's status, and also a respect for the future Emperor of Man.

Zhu Zhanjun was no longer their junior, but a future emperor. The previous way of getting along with them was no longer appropriate.

(End of this chapter)