Ming Dynasty: Traveling through the harem, Zhu Yuanzhang was dumbfounded

Chapter 34 The World After

Beside the stone table, Yang Chen and Zhu Biao were still sitting there chatting.

Zhu Biao asked the other party what the future world would look like.

Yang Chen thought about it carefully and chose something related to technology.

“In the future, people will have great development. It won’t be a dream for ordinary people to travel a thousand miles or even ten thousand miles a day.

As long as you have money, you can even fly into the sky and leave the world we live in."

Thinking along these lines, Zhu Biao frowned, as he found that his imagination seemed not enough.

The Ming Dynasty was able to travel a thousand miles a day. As long as they sailed from the north to the south and there was a tailwind, traveling a thousand miles a day was not a difficult thing.

But compared with the future, it seems insignificant.

In particular, Yang Chen mentioned that this is something that ordinary people can do.

In the current Ming Dynasty, it is already a luxury for ordinary people to solve the problem of food and clothing, not to mention traveling a thousand miles a day, which only the powerful and wealthy are qualified to do.

As for traveling ten thousand miles a day.

No matter how he looked at this, Zhu Biao felt that only a divine method could do it.

Not to mention the fact that he would have to leave the world he lived in later, something he couldn't imagine no matter how hard he tried.

Zhu Biao looked at the sky, his eyes filled with emotion.

This world is truly a fascinating thing.

Now is the Hongwu period, whether it was six hundred years ago or one thousand years ago.

People in the Central Plains have similar lifestyles.

They work from sunrise to sunset and rest from sunset to sunrise, and their means of transportation are nothing more than horse-drawn carriages, ox-drawn carts, and donkey-drawn carts.

But six hundred years after the Ming Dynasty, the way people lived had changed so much that he couldn't even imagine in what form.

With a wry smile, Zhu Biao pulled himself back to his thoughts.

"Yang Chen, the changes in the later generations are so huge, what happened?"

Zhu Biao was very curious about this process.

He believed that a major mutation that he could not imagine must have occurred in the Central Plains, which led to China becoming what it is today.

At the same time, he was also curious about how people in later generations lived without classes.
Is there any better way in this world than for the emperor to rule the world?
But people have lived this way since ancient times, so why did it become completely different in later generations?

He picked up the white porcelain teacup, brought it close to his lips and took a sip slowly.

Yang Chenwei said:

“The changes in later generations did not happen overnight, but were the result of many, many experiences. There are so many stories involved that I cannot finish telling them even if I talk for three days and three nights.

To sum it up in one sentence.

Technology changes our lives, and the power brought by the word technology is far greater than you can imagine.

The prince thought that in the Spring and Autumn Period a thousand years ago, people had just mastered the ability to smelt iron.

Thus replacing bronze weapons, but in the Ming Dynasty today, not only did we master better ways to smelt iron, we could also make iron into muskets for killing enemies.

Isn’t this the change that technology has brought about?”

Yang Chen's simple words instantly made Zhu Biao realize a lot.

He had previously lamented that there seemed to be no changes in the past thousand years, but how come things had become so horrible in the next six hundred years?

After thinking about it carefully, it was just his illusion. People in the past didn't have weapons, let alone books.

The words can only be carved on baked bamboo strips.

However, in the Ming Dynasty today, people were able to bind paper into books, allowing people to enjoy the pleasure of reading.

Some people can even make their own picture books to satisfy their wild imagination.

"Yang Chen, if you can't go back, have you ever thought about doing something in Ming Dynasty?"

Suddenly, Zhu Biao's words made Yang Chen fall into deep thought.

He frowned slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and he raised his right hand and pointed a finger to the sky.

"Let's not talk about anything else. Now I only have one idea."

"What's the idea?" Judging from the other party's appearance, it seemed to be a very important matter, and Zhu Biao was ready for it.

"Of course I will have to endure your father's life and death test later if he wants me to die.

Please help me to ask for a quick death, preferably one that ends in an instant with a single cut, without any feeling."

Zhu Biao: “.”

"I shouldn't have expected anything good from you. My father is not a cruel and vicious tyrant. Why do you want to die?"

Zhu Biao felt extremely ashamed that his father was seen in such a way in the eyes of others.

In response, Yang Chen smiled and shook his head.

"You don't understand. Your father is a man with a deep mind. In his eyes, the words I said were probably meant to deceive you.

He had only one thought in his mind about me, which was how to torture me and make me admit that I was a liar.

Then kill me, someone like me who lives in a peaceful era in the future.

I simply can't stand your perverted torture methods.

I would rather die than live in vain."

Yang Chen’s inner thoughts are now very simple.

First, survive under Zhu Yuanzhang.

If you can't survive, everything is bullshit.

At this moment, Zhu Di came running over, sweating and panting.

"Brother! Brother! Mother asked me to ask you and Yang Chen to go see the Emperor."

After saying this, Zhu Di unceremoniously leaned on the stone bench and poured himself a cup of tea.

He gulped down a big gulp.

The herbal tea made him feel much better after going down his throat.

After hearing the news, Zhu Biao looked at Yang Chen.

"You heard it, my father already knows your identity, leave now."

After saying this, Zhu Biao stood up and prepared to go outside.

Yang Chen took the opposite path and headed towards his house.

Zhu Biao was confused when he saw this and was about to chase after him to ask why he didn't leave.

Then Yang Chen came out with a bag on his back.

"What's in this?"

Zhu Biao was puzzled by this and at the same time curious about what was in the bundle.

He remembered that when Yang Chen appeared in front of him and his mother in an instant, he had nothing extra on him.

Yang Chen patted the bag but didn't open it.

"Here are the clothes and shoes I wore last night. Your father can't just look at my short hair and believe my identity.

With these things, the persuasiveness can be greatly increased. "

Yang Chen was somewhat looking forward to meeting Zhu Yuanzhang soon.

In modern history, China broke away from the semi-colonial and semi-feudal society and established the first modern country.

The founders at that time went to Nanjing Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum to pay homage.

In Chinese history, the first person to propose the slogan of expelling the Tartars and restoring China was Zhu Yuanzhang.

This is enough to show how special Emperor Hongwu's position in history is.

But Yang Chen didn’t know whether Emperor Hongwu had a face like the sole of a shoe, just like in the portrait.

Therefore, he was a little nervous, worried that the other party really had a face like a shoe bottom. What if he burst out laughing when they met?
After picking up their things, the three of them walked slowly towards Kunning Palace.

On the way, you can see many eunuchs and palace maids waiting outside the door.

There is no need to guess that these people should be the attendants around Zhu Yuanzhang.

(End of this chapter)