The Ming Dynasty: Starting with taking Old Zhu on a journey to the future

Lan Chen stood up.

"Brother Chongliu, you've come at the right time. We have some things to discuss with your father."

"But because we can't find the way, we're waiting here. We hope Brother Chongliu can lead us a way."

If it were someone else...

Zhu Chongliu naturally wouldn't believe it, but the two had only met once.

But after spending the night together, I don't think he's a bad person.

Zhu Chongliu nodded: "Come with me."

Since it was broad daylight, Zhu Chongliu led Lan Chen and Jiang Huan to the farmland.

Zhu Wusi was seen leading his sons in working in the fields.

Zhu Chongliu glanced at the shoes the two men were wearing and said, "You two wait here, I'll go and call my father."

Wearing boots, you naturally can't walk on the ground.

Zhu Chongliu took off his straw sandals and went barefoot to walk towards Zhu Wusi, who was weeding.

Upon seeing Zhu Chongliu arrive, Zhu Wusi said, "You forget to bring your hoe when you're plowing the fields, but how come you don't forget your bowl when you eat?"

Faced with his father's scolding, Zhu Chongliu scratched his head sheepishly.

He quickly said, "Dad, I just went back to get it. Oh, right, Dad, those three people who came to visit us a few days ago are here."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wusi stopped what he was doing.

Straighten your back and look behind you.

Lan Chen and Jiang Huan were standing on the edge of the field.

Zhu Wusi frowned: "Didn't they leave?"

Thinking back to what the old man said that night.

After a moment's hesitation, Zhu Wusi handed the hoe in his hand to Zhu Chongliu.

"Please clear the weeds around here."

Zhu Chongliu took the hoe and said with a grin, "Dad, does this mean we can eat meat again?"

The texture of the chicken was something he always missed.

Zhu Wusi glanced at Zhu Chongliu with annoyance.

"Go do your work."

After teaching Zhu Chongliu a lesson.

He walked towards Lan Chen and the other person.

Zhu Wusi slowly walked up to Lan Chen.

A smell of earth, mixed with the smell of sweat, wafted towards me.

"Didn't you leave? Why are you back?"

Lan Chen smiled and said, "We are here to pick you up on His Majesty's orders."

"Pick me up?"

"Yes."

"Where to?"

"The Ming Dynasty, the Hongwu Dynasty, which is the dynasty established by that old man a few days ago."

Zhu Wusi remained somewhat silent.

To be honest, if he hadn't spent some time with them, he would have thought the two people in front of him were liars.

"His Majesty is going there to prove to you that he did not lie."

Zhu Wusi was still somewhat skeptical.

He was afraid that the two people in front of him were liars.

He tricked her out of it.

Noticing the suspicion in Zhu Wusi's eyes, Lan Chen said, "You are already fifty-eight years old."

"If we were going to lie, we should have lied to your son. What would we gain by lying to you?"

Zhu Wusi is 58 years old this year.

At this age, in this era, one is already considered a very old person.

That makes some sense.

Zhu Wusi dispelled his doubts: "How many days will we be gone?"

Zhu Yuanzhang dripped three drops of blood, which would probably keep him alive for about a day.

"About a day."

Want to go for a day?

Although he didn't know what Lan Chen was up to, he actually wanted to know too.

Will his son, Chongba, really turn out the way these people are saying?

After the thoughts had settled.

Zhu Wusi nodded in response: "Okay, I'll go with you."

"However, I need to tell my family first."

If you're going to be away for a day, you should naturally let your family know.

In response, Lan Chen said, "Try not to tell your family the reason for your departure."

"Why?" Zhu Wusi asked, puzzled.

Lan Chen was too lazy to explain any cause and effect relationship; Zhu Wusi was just a peasant, and he probably wouldn't understand.

So Lan Chen said bluntly, "It will ruin your son's destiny as emperor."

The lower the social class, the more people believe in these things.

After all, life is tough, and to survive, you need to have hope for the future.

This is also why fortune tellers exist.

Fortune tellers don't need real skills because most people in the world are ordinary and their futures are mostly mediocre.

The fortune teller only needs to say that you will be very wealthy and successful in the future, or that you will have a good marriage.

When ordinary people seek out fortune tellers, they are actually just looking for a reason to keep striving.

For example, a life destined for wealth and honor, or being destined to hold an official position.

After all, everyone hopes to become rich and powerful in the future.

Zhu Wusi didn't understand why his fate had been changed.

I don't know why telling someone would change my fate.

But it's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't.

"Then I need a reason to leave, right?"

After a moment of thought, Lan Chen said, "A few days ago, Zhu Chongba lost a sheep. His Majesty, in his capacity as Li Zhen, returned the sheep on behalf of your family."

"Then, let's use the excuse of thanking Li Zhen."

Tell them you're going to thank Li Zhen.

Anyway, Zhu Wusi was only away for a day, and he returned after that.

With Zhu Chongsi and the others handling the farm work, it wouldn't be a problem for Zhu Wusi to take a day off.

Zhu Wusi nodded: "Okay."

Lan Chen nodded: "Then we'll wait for you outside the village."

After saying that, Jiang Huan led Lan Chen to the village entrance.

Zhu Wusi's house is hard to find, but the entrance to the village is easy to find.

The widest road is the one leading to the village entrance.

Zhu Wusi immediately found his wife, Chen, who was watering the vegetables.

"Old woman, I'm about to leave for a day."

Upon hearing this, Chen turned to Zhu Wusi and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Hey, didn't Li Zhen return that sheep to the landlord on behalf of Chongba? We should go and thank them, shouldn't we?"

Mr. Chen had no doubts.

Mrs. Chen nodded: "Oh, Li Zhen has helped our family so much, we really don't know how to thank her."

"I still have a few eggs I've saved up at home. Take them and go thank me. You can't go empty-handed."

"Are we going today?"

Zhu Wusi nodded: "Go early and come back early. I'll be back tomorrow. We can't delay too long during the spring plowing season."

Ms. Chen replied, "Okay, I understand."

After informing Chen, Zhu Wusi returned home.

He also casually mentioned it to his daughter-in-law, Wang.

Without any extra preparation, he carried the eggs that he had been saving at home for a long time.

He then headed towards the village entrance.

Zhu Wusi looked at the egg in his hand and sighed softly.

Now that Chongba is the emperor, would he even bother with these things?

Zhu Wusi smelled his clothes again.

It had a slightly sweaty smell.

Although he had gotten used to the smell, Chongba was already the emperor.

Along the way

Zhu Wusi was worried that Zhu Chongba might actually become emperor.

Will I despise myself?

If others knew that the emperor's father was just an ordinary farmer, nothing special.

Will it bring shame to the Chongba?

Even though Zhu Chongba was his son, the difference in their status inevitably made Zhu Wusi feel somewhat inferior.

Lost in thought.

Zhu Wusi walked out of the village.

Lan Chen had been waiting for a long time.

When Zhu Wusi reached Lan Chen, he hesitated.

"I...don't want to go."

Jiang Huan quickly asked, "Why is that?"

They've already wasted two hours; what if they still haven't found the person?

They wouldn't be able to explain this to the emperor.

Zhu Wusi did not explain the reason.

Lan Chen, however, knew perfectly well what was going on.

Even fathers and sons will feel a sense of hierarchy when faced with a huge difference in status.