This time, Zhu Su did not shake his wit, nor did he hang his son. He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang very seriously, and the air in the Qianqing Palace fell silent again.

After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed.

"Incredible...... There are such miracles in the world......"

"Let's still wonder if you worshipped some monk as a teacher, or got some evil book."

"But also, those prophecy words are mostly specious. That's probably as detailed as you might expect. ”

"Do you believe this?" Zhu Suxi said.

"Those two war reports are in front of us, how can we not believe them?" Zhu Yuanzhang no longer sat upright, he leaned back in the chair, picked up the white jade Ruyi on the table, and slapped it in his hand. "So, you really came back from the future in six hundred and fifty years to be our son?"

"Hey, that's interesting!"

"Uh...... "What do you mean to wear back to you as a son, it's like I'm in a hurry."

Zhu Su smiled, and stepped forward to beat his shoulders: "Your name of Emperor Hongwu, in the future generations, everyone knows it, no one knows it!" ”

"It's our blessing to be your son."

The eldest husband can bend and stretch, and in order to be a free prince, of course he has to catch up.

"Really?" Lao Zhu's eyes lit up. "Then tell me, what do future generations say about us?"

"That's a compliment, of course!" Zhu Su patted his ass doggedly. "Your deeds, that is a proper brilliant history!"

"Expelling Hu Lu, restoring China, establishing Chen Ji, and relieving the people, this alone is a great cause beyond the reach of the Qin Emperor and Han Dynasty!"

"Not to mention that you are a cloth cloth, but you can rise in troubled times, even the Han Gaozu who opened the foundation of the Han Dynasty for 400 years can't reach it. He's still a pavilion chief! ”

"Who doesn't know in the future, I have a bowl at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, a rope at the end, a strong iron bone, and a glorious ......"

Zhu Yuanzhang was patting the white jade Ruyi, and a touch of self-satisfaction appeared on his face. What Zhu Su said was the most proud thing in his life, and when he heard that these were indeed praised by future generations, he felt that this life was worthwhile. What's not to think about?

But when I heard "a bowl at the beginning, a rope at the end", I always felt that something was not quite right.

He can guess the opening bowl. After all, it is not a secret that he has turned into a fate. But the end is a rope......

When I thought about it, my face suddenly darkened.

"Old Five." Lao Zhu has also been an emperor for a few years, and he has already practiced to the realm of seven emotions without face.

But just by putting away the color on his face, the indoor temperature dropped sharply by seven or eight degrees.

"Let's talk about 'a rope at the end'."

"Huh?" Zhu Su was stunned. A drop of cold sweat slid over his face.

It's over, and it's smooth. Originally, I thought that I would only say good things first, make Lao Zhu happy, and promise to quit the main hall of my school......

Tell Lao Zhu about a rope, Lao Zhu must not jump like thunder? How can I talk about dropping out?

Seeing that Zhu Su was snorting and didn't say anything, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes condensed slightly.

"Old five. Then tell us about it. ”

"Six hundred and fifty years later, what kind of grand situation did my Ming Dynasty look like at that time?"

…… Oh, my good father, it's still a grand occasion.

At that time, it was almost 400 years old for the Ming Dynasty!

Seeing that Zhu Su still had a difficult face, Zhu Yuanzhang's heart began to sink. He slapped the table:

"Say! Tell us! ”

"Which unscrupulous descendant became the king of this dead country!"

"I, Da Ming, how did I die!"

"Father's anger!" Zhu Su was frightened, and reflexively knelt down.

"You...... Don't be angry just yet. The Ming Dynasty is dead, and it is still more than 270 years away. ”

"The Tang Dynasty has enjoyed the country for only two hundred and eighty-nine years, and the two Song Dynasty have only three hundred and nineteen years combined. The powerful Han Dynasty was only 210 years before the Han Dynasty, and the Later Han Dynasty was only 195 years old. ”

"Counting it, I'm enjoying the country of the Ming Dynasty, it's actually quite long!"

It was the first time he had seen Lao Zhu really angry with him, and the overwhelming emperor Long Wei really scared him.

I can't help but feel a little glad in my heart. Fortunately, old Zhu Hu is poisonous and does not eat children.

If it were another traverser, he would dare to say that the Ming Dynasty was dead in front of Lao Zhu. I'm afraid that the scene will be beheaded by the angry old Zhu drawing his sword!

"Two hundred...... More than 270 years ......"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were stunned. As if he had been drained of his strength, he leaned back on the back of the Huanghuali Taishi chair.

He has always regarded himself very highly, and he leveled the world with his cloth body, and he felt that he was far superior to the emperors of previous dynasties. At least, he has absolute confidence in knowing about the suffering of the people.

Any fly camp dog in the court can't hide his insight into everything!

The difference in background, as well as the experience along the way, gave him more enlightenment than other emperors: those who win the hearts of the people win the world. If we want to maintain long-term peace and stability in the world, we must punish corrupt officials and corrupt officials. As long as you hold the hearts of the people, the world will never be easy!

He has even begun to implement a plan: to formulate a law that is not easy for eternity, so that everything in this world will operate according to this law.

Such as household registration, such as road guidance, such as sea ban......

As long as this framework is followed, the country will always remain unchanged in the hands of the emperor surnamed Zhu!

However, now Zhu Su told him that the Ming Dynasty only existed for more than 270 years.

He is full of confidence that the foundation he has laid should last for thousands or thousands of years, even if it cannot last forever.

As a result, it was only a few hundred years!

So, what is the difference between our Ming Dynasty and those Han and Tang Dynasties?

"Da Ming...... How did Da Ming die. ”

Seeing Zhu Su's hesitation, Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the table.

"Say! Say it all! ”

"Utterly so! I'm Ming! How the hell did you die!! ”

"The death of the Ming Dynasty, there are many sayings in later generations."

Zhu Su tugged at his head and began to tell the story.

"On the bright side, the Ming Dynasty died in internal and external difficulties. Inside, Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong and others raised flags to make trouble, and there were ...... outside"

"Humph! Is it really a rebellion among the people? Before Zhu Su finished speaking, Lao Zhu snorted coldly. This set of plots is too familiar to Lao Zhu Ke.

Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong...... Let's remember! You continue. ”

"The rebellion of the people must be due to the desolation of the government. This is the country out of the faint king! Which unfilial turtle grandson, who didn't learn from his diligent ancestors, but learned from Emperor Yuan Shun and abandoned the government, and finally ruined the great country of my Ming Dynasty? ”

Lao Zhu's aura was full of energy, and he gritted his teeth.

“…… You can't blame Chongzhen for everything. Zhu Su opened his mouth and couldn't help but say a good word to the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty. As soon as the word "Chongzhen" came out, Zhu Yuanzhang guessed that this was an era name. The so-called "advocating Zhenxiang", this era name, must be the last era name before the death of the Ming Dynasty.

His heart tightened again.

"Although Emperor Chongzhen is not capable, he also has the heart to revive the Ming Dynasty. It's just that Daming was terminally ill at that time. ”

"First of all, natural disasters continued, in the first year of Chongzhen, the whole Shaanxi sky was as red as blood, Chongzhen five years, and there was no harvest of grain particles; In the sixth year of Chongzhen, the water flooded the ground and floated away from the house; In the seventh year of Chongzhen, the autumn locusts were all over the sky, and the people were easy to eat; Chongzhen eight years ......"

Zhu Su is like a number of treasures, counting the various disasters during the Chongzhen period, there are disasters every year, and Zhu Yuanzhang's face is full of iron.

“…… At that time, it was the Xiaoice River period, and snow could fall in August, and countless people died of freezing and starvation. There was also a flood of epidemics, a plague, and even caused the soldiers of the Beijing camp to die before the enemy attacked. ”

"In such a chaotic situation, Chongzhen has the heart to reorganize the rivers and mountains, but he has no money, no food and no soldiers in his hands, how can he stop this defeat at the end of the Ming Dynasty?"