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

Chapter 72: Connected in Dreams, You Come at Midnight (Please Subscribe)

This sudden scene made Zhu Biao, who was usually calm, a little flustered.

There was a turbulent flow of light around him, and his body floated forward uncontrollably and quickly.

I don’t know how long I flew, but suddenly a mirror appeared in front of me.

Zhu Biao walked forward puzzledly and saw an old man lying on a recliner with several memorials in his arms.

"This is, Old Four."

Looking at the face that vaguely bore the shadow of his fourth brother, Zhu Biao was somewhat moved and subconsciously reached his hand through the mirror.

In Jiming Temple, the old man who was falling asleep suddenly found himself in a fog.

Just as he was wondering, the fog suddenly condensed into a mirror, and a young man stood opposite with his hand reaching out.

When Zhu Di saw this young man, his body trembled violently.

He recognized that the man was his elder brother, the one who protected and educated him back then.

Zhu Biao, who was about to touch his younger brother, saw the old man suddenly open his eyes and look at him, his eyes filled with excitement and a hint of guilt.

Gradually, I began to understand.

"It turns out that if we let this little guy fall asleep and then touch the lotus mark, we can let people outside see us through his dreams."

After figuring this out, Zhu Biao smiled at the old man and said, "Old Four, long time no see, how are you?"

Zhu Di, lying on a chair, was shaking with excitement when he heard the greeting he hadn't heard for many years.

But for some reason, his body could not move or make any sound. The only action he could do was to open his eyes and look at the other person.

Seeing that his fourth brother did not move but blinked anxiously, Zhu Biao nodded as if he understood something.

"Are you unable to speak or move? The reason may be that I used the help of Zhan..."

Before he uttered the word "jun", Zhu Biao felt that the mirror in front of him was rapidly moving away, and Zhu Di's figure was getting smaller and smaller.

Zhu Biao was shocked, and before he could react, he was sent out by the lotus mark.

"Can't I mention the name?"

Thinking about the reasons, Zhu Biao soon came up with a guess.

Zhu Zhanjun is the master of this space, and this is also Zhu Zhanjun’s biggest secret. The space will definitely not allow them to disclose this news, and there will definitely be restrictions.

"Biao'er, what happened to you just now? Why did you suddenly disappear?"

Just when Zhu Biao seemed to understand something, he heard Old Zhu's anxious questions.

Only then did Zhu Biao realize that his father, mother, and great-grandson Zhu Qizhen had arrived at some point in time.

As for Zhu Zhanjun, he had disappeared at this time and must have been sent back to reality.

"Dad, I just saw the fourth brother."

"That guy, what's there to say? I don't even want to see him."

Old Zhu thought that it was Zhu Zhanjun who returned to reality and opened the screen, allowing Zhu Biao to see Zhu Di, with an unhappy look on his face.

"No, Dad," Zhu Biao explained quickly, "You misunderstood. I used Zhan Jun's dream to enter Lao Si's dream and had a brief contact with him."

"What!"

Old Zhu was stunned for a moment, but then turned around and walked towards the wooden house.

"Chongba, where are you going?"

Queen Ma was a little confused. They were talking peacefully, why did he suddenly turn around and leave?

Old Zhu, who was on his way back, said without even turning his head: "Let's go prepare our weapons. When the little bastard comes, we need to have a good exchange with that bastard Old Four."

Zhu Biao was speechless for a while and prayed silently for his fourth brother in his heart.

According to his guess, the fourth brother in the dream could not move, but the old man could move.

My goodness, he couldn’t even imagine that scene!

"Big brother!"

Jiming Temple.

The old man suddenly sat up from the rocking chair, looking around without caring about the sweat on his forehead.

"What's wrong? You're having a nightmare again."

Empress Xu, who was sleeping soundly on the bed next to her, sat up quickly when she heard her husband's call.

After a period of rest, she was able to walk on her own.

She quickly stepped forward to support her husband, patted the old man on the back, and said softly: "Don't think too much, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay."

After being comforted by his wife, the old man gradually regained his composure.

Helping the old man sit back in his chair, Empress Xu poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.

"Have a cup of tea and calm your nerves."

The old man took it in a daze, but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he looked at Empress Xu and said, "I just saw my eldest brother, and he asked me how I was doing recently."

The old man's dazed expression made Empress Xu sigh in her heart.

As he got older, the things that were originally suppressed by his husband began to emerge again. During this period, I often heard my husband talking to himself in his dreams, arguing with the old man and talking about his difficulties.

Every time I wake up from a dream, I will be panicked and scared for a long time.

Today, I probably dreamed about those things again.

"Don't think too much. I'm sure my brother will understand your situation if he knows about it."

"Drink some tea, calm your nerves, and go to bed early."

The old man nodded, drank the tea, and lay down on the bed with Empress Xu by his side.

It is not easy for a person who has been awakened to fall asleep again.

He tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, his mind filled with the image of his older brother and the memories of when he and his older brother were children.

After a while, unable to fall asleep, he sat up.

Empress Xu was also unable to sleep because of his noise, so she had to sit up and accompany him.

The old man frowned and thought for a moment, then decided to tell his wife about his dream and ask her to help him analyze it.

"I just dreamed about my elder brother. He said something, mentioned a word at the end, and then suddenly disappeared."

"One word?" Empress Xu was also curious.

The old man nodded. "To be precise, it should be a sentence that was not finished. It just stopped at that word."

"Which word?"

The old man thought about it and said uncertainly: "It seems to be the word Zhan."

"Zhan?"

Empress Xu also fell into deep thought, "Zhanjun and his generation all have this character, could it be related to them?"

The old man nodded uncertainly: "After the eldest brother greeted me, he said that he could meet me because of Zhan~ and then there was no more."

"I suspect it's a name, but who it is, I don't know."

The old man grabbed Empress Xu's hand and said expectantly, "Miaoyun, you are a female scholar. Please analyze it for me. Who do you think this person could be?"

Empress Xu rolled her eyes at the old man, saying that no one was flattering him more than him.

After a moment's silence, Empress Xu analyzed: "If it was before, I might have said it was Zhanji. But now..."

Although Empress Xu did not finish her words, the old man understood what she meant.

It is obvious that Empress Xu was referring to this "Zhan", who most likely represents Zhu Zhanjun.

At the age of eight, he led dozens of people across thousands of miles, traveling through ice fields, seas, forests and continents.

What great luck does it take to be able to come back alive and safely.

They even found the legendary golden lotus seeds and brought back high-yield crops.

This series of events made the old man suspect that the good saintly grandson his father had mentioned was a misunderstanding and that it was someone else.

It can be seen that the magic involved is really beyond the ability of ordinary people to explain.

If the name my elder brother mentioned is really a person's name, Zhu Zhanjun is the most likely one.

Thinking of this, the old man was no longer sleepy.

He rolled over, got out of bed, put on his shoes, and said to Empress Xu, "You go to sleep first. I'll go check on that brat."

Without waiting for Empress Xu's response, the old man hurried out with his clothes.

"Bang bang bang..."

A rapid knock on the door suddenly woke Zhu Zhanjun, who was sleeping soundly in bed.

The new house in the imperial farm was still under construction, and Zhu Zhanjun lived in the old house. The room was so small that he could not have a maid accompany him.

As a result, something happened and there was no one to light a lamp.

It was the middle of the night and the lights were off, so the room was pitch black.

"Come on, come on, stop knocking, the door is broken."

Zhu Zhanjun replied, and through the firelight outside the window, he groped his way to the door and opened it.

As the door opened, dazzling firelight shone in.

Zhu Zhanjun narrowed his eyes and saw the person clearly.

"Grandpa, why are you here so late at night?"

The old man didn't say anything. He waited for people to light the lights and waved his hand for everyone to go out.

After closing the door, the old man took Zhu Zhanjun back to the table and sat down.

The old man did not speak directly, but looked straight at Zhu Zhanjun.

Although Zhu Zhanjun was curious, he did not ask and just waited quietly.

After a moment, the old man retracted his gaze and asked, "Little boy, tell me the truth, did you dream about your great grandfather just now?"

(End of this chapter)