It quieted down, and my mind began to slowly turn the page of the dream.

Ah Ping is eighteen years old this year, and there are four years left, when he was twenty-two years old, Zhu Yuanzhang died, the throne was inherited to him, and the country name was changed to Jianwen, and he became the young Jianwen Emperor in history. And he was only four years as the emperor, and he was kicked off the stage by his imperial uncle Zhu Di because of the Battle of Jingjing.

This is the last thing I want to see. When the Yan soldiers entered Beijing, the palace compound in Nanjing caught fire, and when the fire was extinguished, only a few charred wreckage remained. According to the eunuchs, they were emperors, empresses, and princes!

Emperor...... Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen, it's my Ah Ping!

Another history that shocked me is that Emperor Jianwen married Ma Enhui, the daughter of Ma Quan, the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple, in the 28th year of Hongwu, and was named the queen after Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne.

These have nothing to do with me, but in the twenty-eighth year of Hongwu, I Li Dai Taozhuang became this Ma clan!

I don't know if history will change because of this small change, but if I replace Ma and enter this torrent of history, then it means that my ultimate fate in the future will be burned to death.

A piece of history implicates the fate of many people, and all of this began with the death of Zhu Yuanzhang.

There are still four years left, which seems to be not short, but looking back and thinking about the past six years, it is just a blink of an eye, how long can these four years be? I have never been a person who worries about the sky, but that is because I don't know the fate of the future, and now the annals of history record what will happen with a pen, and it is impossible to write everything in detail like telling a story, so all I can know is the result, and I have no way of knowing the cause and process.

In addition, history is written for posterity, and how the historian writes it must be in accordance with the emperor's will. Therefore, a lot of history about Zhu Yunwen is actually written according to Zhu Di's meaning, and who knows if there are any inconsistencies.

Especially Zhu Di took the throne from his own nephew, there will inevitably be some history that he does not want to be erased by future generations, so what I see is not true, but it will not be better, it will only be worse. And the general direction cannot change, just like it is an established fact that Zhu Di will become the overlord of a generation, and the time point when those big events occur.

It felt like a boulder was crushing my heart, and I couldn't breathe. Who's to say it isn't? When the future is predicted, and the future is still extremely tragic, it is a boulder that weighs people can't breathe, and one day there will be a point that will become the last straw that crushes the camel, four years and four years, but there are only eight years left.

And I can't say these things to anyone, one is that history cannot be changed, one wrong step is wrong, if history is changed, there will be no future dynasty, everything will change, and there will be no me; The second is that even if I say it, I'm afraid no one will believe it, so think I'm crazy. Especially within this dynasty, any word about history can set the fire on fire.

It stands to reason that when I woke up from a dream, I would be horrified by my insight into history, but before I could react, I was passed on by Zhu Yuanzhang, and when I came back, I found that I was only shocked in my heart.

I can't help but think: the general direction can't be moved, what about the small details?

The fact that I can foresee future history is a double-edged sword, it can be a talisman or a guiding light.

First of all, I am a factor that should not exist in history, and I can't tell if my appearance can play any role at this time, but at least I should do something for Ah Ping.

There's no way I'm going to watch Ah Ping end up on that path of death!

Turning his eyes to look at the man behind him, he was sleeping soundly, breathing lightly, and at this time he would never have thought that the future would end like that. He is only eighteen years old this year, and he will only be twenty-six in eight years, but he will face forced palaces, fires, and death...... Zhu Di, how can you bear it?

Zhu Di! Chewing on the name in my mind again, the question I asked and the vague answer I had when I finally came out of the dream intertwined in my mind. I once overthrew him repeatedly as Lu Feng, but I didn't think that he would eventually return to the original point, but he was different from me, he died in that life, so he may have been reincarnated as Zhu Di, or his soul may have come to Zhu Di but forgot about the past. Just thinking about Lu Feng's pale face at the end, my heart welled up with sadness.

Maybe I should be happy for him, at least he's alive in another way.

yes, alive.

Inexplicable tears welled up, maybe many people don't understand what it means to be alive, but I have experienced life and death, but I am deeply and poignantly transparent. To be alive means to be able to breathe; To be alive means to have thoughts; To live, to ...... Better than anything else. So Ah Ping, we must live, no matter how difficult it is, we will live.

Although the future is uncertain, I will not tremble every day. And the current environment doesn't have the time to give me a lot to think about, even if Ah Ping is there, but I have to learn some palace rules and etiquette. This is not too difficult for me, what worries me the most is Ah Ping's biological mother, Concubine Lu.

I only know that Ah Ping's father died early, and I have never heard him mention his mother, so I have never thought about it in that way. After Ah Ping's forehead injury healed, he proposed to go to his mother to say goodbye, and I didn't react for a while to ask which mother.

He chuckled: "The mother concubine is naturally my mother, which mother can it be." ”

It wasn't until I walked to the palace that I realized that I was going to see my real mother-in-law, and I suddenly became nervous. He went to pull Ah Ping's hand and asked a little nervously, "Will your mother like me?" ”

He pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Don't worry, my mother is very easy-going, I like you so much, she will definitely like you too." ”

With his comfort, his mood calmed down a little, and when he walked into the hall, he saw a group of palace ladies saluting Ah Parallel, and at the same time calling me "Emperor Sun Niangniang", listening to this title really felt awkward, and it was even more uncomfortable than Uncle Zhimu and them calling me "Mrs.".

Ah Ping waved his hand and pulled me inside, and when he arrived at the door, he asked one of his palace e: "Can the mother concubine get up?" ”

"If you go back to Your Highness, Niangniang has already gotten up and is pruning flowers and trees in the courtyard at this time."

"Alright, got it."

I thought that I would see the mother-in-law I had never met inside the palace gate, but I didn't expect to go through the gate hall and the corridor to a garden, and I could see a figure walking around not far away. Ah Ping reminded me in a low voice: "The one wearing dark purple clothes is my mother." ”

In fact, you can see without his reminder that among the few figures, the dark purple clothes are the most gorgeous, and the beads and hairpins on their heads are also the most, unlike the few people standing on the side who are very plainly dressed.

Wait a minute, how does the figure standing next to Concubine Aping look a little like ...... Widow Liu? As the distance approached, I took a closer look and found that it was not the same, it was the widow Liu.

Since that day, she proposed to Zhu Yuanzhang to return to Beijing together, this parting has been several months. Later, she and I should have met again, but she was arranged by Zhu Yuanzhang to go back to Ginkgo Village to teach me etiquette, but no one was robbed and killed before she arrived in Ginkgo Village. And at this moment, if you think about it, it makes sense, she is Ah Ping's nurse, and she must be the person next to Ah Ping's mother.

The thought has arrived in front of me, and the widow and woman ...... Oh no, she shouldn't be called a widow anymore, that's just to cover up the name of Emperor Aping's grandson, let's call her by the name Liu Qing. It was she who first heard our movement and turned her head, her eyes swept over Ah Ping, and she only took it back with a light pause on me, and then said with an expressionless face: "Niangniang, Your Highness is here." When the woman in purple heard this, she turned around, and I could see her face clearly.

I haven't met Ping's father, but I can be sure at a glance that Ping inherited it from his mother, especially the eyes.

There is no doubt that she is very beautiful, from the contour of her face to her facial features, she is a beautiful embryo, and it is no wonder that she can give birth to such a handsome son. A thing suddenly came to mind, in that dream, I watched as many things as I could about Ah Ping, one of which may be Yeshi or something, saying that the reason why Zhu Yuanzhang spoiled this grandson so much, in addition to the fact that he was the son of the eldest son Zhu Biao, there was another reason - good-looking.

Zhu Yuanzhang thought that he was born poor and did not look good, he had 26 sons, but he just skipped this big group of sons, and only chose his grandson Zhu Yunwen to inherit his throne.

Of course, these can only be joked and happy, if an emperor decides the heir to the throne so hastily, then he must not be a good emperor. It's just that Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, is he a good emperor? I put a question mark in my mind and couldn't comment on it.

I felt that my arm was pushed, and I couldn't help but be shocked when I came back to my senses, I was actually distracted there in front of Concubine Aping!

Undoubtedly, the person who woke me up was Ah Ping, and his mother was looking at me with puzzled eyes. Well, she must have said something just now and I didn't hear it, so Ah Ping finally approached me and muttered, "Hurry up and salute the concubine." ”

My heart was shocked, I forgot about it, and hurriedly bent down to bless my body, but my body froze in place, what should I call it? The space fell silent for a moment, and everyone around me was looking at me. clearly saw displeasure flashing in those eyes that were similar to Ah Ping, and it was Ah Ping who reminded again: "Call the concubine." I reflexively opened my mouth: "Mother." ”