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

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback.

He quickly asked, "Father, what are you saying?"

Zhu Wusi sighed softly.

He held the packaged "leftovers" in his hand and weighed it in his hand.

"Zhongba, your father isn't stupid. Some leftovers aren't that heavy."

"If I'm not mistaken, what's inside here should be gold and silver, right?"

Although there were more than a dozen plates of leftovers.

Even if it were a dozen or so plates of leftovers, the weight couldn't possibly be that heavy.

He told Zhu Chongba to pack up the leftovers and take them back to his wife and sons.

But he didn't let Zhu Chongba pack up the plates, bowls, and chopsticks as well.

So, besides leftovers, there's only one other possibility.

As he spoke, Zhu Wusi opened the "leftovers" and dumped them all on the ground.

As Zhu Wusi said.

Zhu Yuanzhang mixed some gold and silver into a pile of leftover food.

"Although I haven't been to school and don't know many characters, there are some things I'm very clear about."

"When you recounted the hardships you've faced, you deliberately avoided mentioning the things that happened between your mother and me when you were young."

"I suppose your mother and I will starve to death in a few years, but you can't bear to tell me that."

As early as when Zhu Yuanzhang recounted his experiences at Huangjue Temple.

He then realized something was amiss.

Zhu Wusi may not be particularly capable, but he would never sell his children just because he couldn't survive.

If she were still alive, why would she send her youngest son to Huangjue Temple to become a monk?

If that's the case, then there's only one possibility.

A major upheaval occurred in his family, making it impossible for Chongba to survive, so he had no choice but to become a monk.

Only in this way could Chongliu and Chongqi have died in the chaos of war, and Chongba not even have their remains found.

It can be said that as long as he was alive, he would never have allowed his sons, including Chongba, to go hungry.

Unless... he dies.

In recent years, natural disasters and man-made calamities have led to increasingly poor harvests and heavier taxes, making starvation a natural consequence.

"Zhongba, you're giving me all this gold and silver because you want to give us a full meal, right?"

Zhu Yuanzhang lowered his head, never expecting that the gold and silver he had hidden in the leftovers would be discovered.

"Zhongba, you should know what kind of consequences these gold and silver will bring upon you."

Eating two full meals won't change anything.

But these gold and silver are different; they are enough to improve their family's life.

This changed not only Zhu Wusi's fate, but also Zhu Chongba's.

"Zhongba, it's not worth sacrificing your imperial ambitions for me and your mother, two old hags with one foot in the grave."

Zhu Yuanzhang stopped and picked up the gold and silver that were stained with the food, then threw them onto the boat.

Even with his hands covered in oil, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't stop; he kept picking them up.

She picked them up while murmuring to herself.

"If we say it's worth it, then it's worth it! With this money, you, Dad, and my eldest brother wouldn't have starved to death trying to save us a single grain of food!"

"What kind of bullshit imperial enterprise is this? Our Zhu Yuanzhang's imperial enterprise didn't require the sacrifice of our parents!"

Even if you don't starve to death, we can still conquer the world!

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang's hands, which were covered in oil stains.

Zhu Wusi's eyes were also filled with tears, and he smiled slightly: "Zhongba, I am content with your filial piety."

"Our Zhu family is blessed by the heavens; we produced an emperor."

"Our ancestors would probably be laughing their heads off if they were in the ground."

"If your imperial life is cut short because of me, then I will be a sinner of the Zhu family."

"It's not that I don't trust you, but Chongba, you should know how difficult your journey has been."

Perhaps, even if Zhu Yuanzhang hadn't followed the original historical trajectory, he could have achieved great things through his own abilities.

But... who can say for sure?

If he had deviated from the original trajectory, it's hard to say whether Zhu Yuanzhang would have become emperor.

Human potential is often unleashed by desperate circumstances.

It has been a thousand years since a commoner rose to become the supreme ruler.

According to Lan Chen, besides Zhu Chongba, only one person named Liu Bang could do it.

He didn't know who Liu Bang was, but he knew how rare it was that only two commoner emperors appeared in a thousand years.

One of these two emperors who rose from humble beginnings was his son.

He dared not gamble, nor could he gamble.

"Zhongba, I'm already fifty-eight years old this year, and in six years, I'll be sixty-four."

"In these chaotic times, how many people can live to my age? I'm already content."

"Even if you give me all this gold and silver, even if I don't starve to death, how many more years can I live?"

"Zhongba, please don't make me a sinner against our Zhu family, okay?"

Zhu Wusi clearly did not want to change anything.

Even if it meant his own death.

Let things continue as they were originally intended.

This path may be tough, but it's worth it.

Before his death, he knew that his son would become emperor and the pride of the Zhu family.

That's enough.

As he spoke, Zhu Wusi bowed and picked up the gold and silver that Zhu Yuanzhang had collected.

They all spilled onto the ground.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt as if his heart was being torn apart as he listened to the sound of gold and silver hitting the ground.

This wasn't just the sound of gold and silver; it was the image of his father starving to death.

"Before I leave, I have one last wish: I hope we will never meet again."

Even if you come, I won't acknowledge you.

Once or twice, it might not make any difference.

However, if this happens too often, even without any substantial material assistance, it will become a problem.

Perhaps, it will also change Chongba's fate as emperor.

Therefore, the best outcome would be to never see each other again.

As long as Zhu Yuanzhang doesn't go back to the past, nothing will change.

"Zhongba, take good care of yourself."

Zhu Yuanzhang's lips trembled slightly as he turned his head away, letting tears leave streaks on his wrinkled cheeks.

The words were spoken.

Zhu Wusi then slowly said, "Let's go, thank you for your hard work."

Upon hearing this, Lan Chen immediately urged the ship to move slowly.

As he watched his father walk further and further away, Zhu Yuanzhang was overcome with grief.

He suddenly felt dizzy and fainted from overwhelming grief.

Wang Sancai and Jiang Huan exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty!"

Zhu Wusi looked up at the sound and saw Zhu Chongba's fallen figure. He felt very sad.

He knew that Chongba was very lonely.

But he couldn't be with Chongba.

"Let's go."

Lan Chen watched this scene and sighed softly in his heart.

No wonder Lao Zhu values ​​his family so much.

This cannot be summarized simply by the words "father and son".

You think of me, and I worry about you.

You have me I have you.

They were both thinking of each other.

In comparison, my cheap old man is...

I had originally thought that I could use Zhu Wusi to persuade Zhu Yuanzhang.

See if they can exonerate their father.

Now it seems best to forget about it.

Zhu Wusi doesn't seem to be the kind of person who would interfere with Zhu Yuanzhang's decisions.