Chapter 1 What’s the point of being a Marquis of Wanhu?
After a busy day and it was getting dark, He Xicai wore a cheap suit. With a hamburger in his mouth and a worn-out computer bag on his back, he held the keys and opened the door of the rental house. The rental house was small and the door was facing the bed. He Xi took a few steps forward and fell onto the soft bed.
He Xi has a good appearance and is over 20 years old. He has been getting angry recently. There are several red pimples on the face. After a day of job hunting, I no longer have the vitality of young people at this moment. Just deep tiredness.
He Xi thought of the flow of his day. Since I didn’t have breakfast in the morning, now I can only fill my stomach with junk food. I didn't even have lunch at noon, I was in the middle of the interview and waiting for the interview. But all the interviewers asked him to go back and wait for news.
But how can someone who is already a seasoned interviewer not know that the so-called waiting for news means there is no news.
He Xi thought of his more than ten years of study, more than ten years of hard work, and more than ten years of sweat. Even though he admitted that he was not the best among his peers. But it’s not like we should let society beat us up so hard.
Thinking of this, He Xi no longer even thought about eating a burger. Put the burger aside and sip the mineral water. It seems that you can get drunk even if you drink mineral water. He was lying on the bed, hooking two fingers on the mineral water bottle outside the edge of the bed, and chanted: "If the flying general meets the Emperor Gao, it will be unethical for ten thousand households. If the flying general meets Emperor Gao, it will be unethical for ten thousand households."
For a moment, He Xi felt that she had learned five things and read a million books. In ancient times, the prime minister could do it too. Now there is no job to be found. Secretly scolding those who have eyes but don't recognize gold and jade, who don't know that they have missed the talent of the world, the crouching dragon and the phoenix.
Thinking of this, He Xi smiled softly.
I’ve passed the complaints, I’ve passed the YY. I feel a little better, but life still has to go on.
He stood up and turned on the broken computer left by the landlord. After he had finished the burgers and mineral water, the landlord's broken computer greeted him with familiar startup music.
He started looking for a job again and was in the process of submitting his resume.
Suddenly a pop-up window popped up.
He Xi wanted to delete it, but found that this pop-up window was also a recruitment advertisement.
There is an animated picture on it: a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe. Frowning. It seems that there is infinite sorrow between the eyebrows.
The following text explains: "Zhu Yuanzhang, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, sincerely invites heroes from all walks of life to make contributions. Here you can achieve any of your life goals and participate in the great historical trend. Money, beauty, everything you want is available. Come, This is your chance to change your life. Come on, this is one of tens of billions of opportunities. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. No, you will regret it for ten lifetimes."
It seems that the picture is Zhu Yuanzhang, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty.
Upon seeing this, He Xi secretly complained: "Is this a game advertisement? What the hell? Who doesn't know that Zhu Yuanzhang has a shoehorned face."
Under the animated picture, there is also a mailbox for submitting resumes, as well as a sentence from Zhu Yuanzhang: "Whenever God can give me a talented person, I will share the world with him."
He Xi acted faster than he thought, waiting for him to react. But I have already submitted my resume. After all, I have just been sending out resumes. It's already a reflex at this point.
He secretly laughed at himself. But I didn't feel anything. After all, one spam advertisement can only result in more harassing emails.
But when he was about to close the web page, he found that he couldn't close it. He also found that Zhu Yuanzhang in the animated picture suddenly turned around and looked at him with bright eyes. Let him feel like he is facing a natural enemy. An invisible suction force surged out from the broken computer screen, as if countless invisible tentacles grabbed him and pulled him inside.
"I'm Cao----" He Xi only had time to reach out and grab the backpack. The whole person plunged into the computer.
After He Xi got into the computer, everything returned to normal. Only the news just started, the hamburger wrapper turned over, and a certain spokesperson on it was still looking at everything with a smile.
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August of the 14th year of Hongwu.
Nanjing is already a bit chilly in autumn.
Facts have proved that Zhu Yuanzhang is not a shoehorn.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who lived in the 14th year of Hongwu, was already over fifty years old. He had some wrinkles on his face, but he still did not conceal his heroic character. Although he has a round face, he has a majestic demeanor. Zhu Yuanzhang frowned at this moment.
Several lights illuminate the royal case. But there is still some dim feeling. Zhu Yuanzhang was reading a memorial with a brush in his hand, unable to write for a long time. It took me a long time to put down my writing. He sighed and said, "Just leave like this?"
Zhu Yuanzhang defected to the rebel army at the age of twenty-four and is now fifty-four. It has been thirty years. Thirty years of ups and downs. Zhu Yuanzhang has never seen any scenes, and he has never defeated any enemies. He is as cunning as Chen Youliang, as rich as Zhang Shicheng, and as brave as Wang Baobao. As for those who wait and wait, there are too many to mention.
However, he has never been so powerless.
Because visible enemies are easy to defeat, but invisible enemies are invincible.
Now he is facing an invisible enemy.
The first month of the thirteenth year of Hongwu. He captured Hu Weiyong and purged tens of thousands of people. In order to be able to control the court. But less than two years later, the familiar feeling of losing control reappeared.
An Ran was a surrendered minister of the Yuan Dynasty. Originally the governor of Dongnai. He surrendered during Xu Da's Northern Expedition. He has worked in Shandong, Henan, Zhejiang and other places. Moreover, because he was born as a subordinate, he had nothing to do with the original Huaixi and Zhejiang factions. You can use it with confidence.
After he took down Hu Weiyong and deposed the prime minister. Set up four assistant ministers. Assist him in handling government affairs. However, the so-called talents recommended by the people below are all old and rotten, and cannot be used at all. Only An Ran understands the inside and outside. Be his right hand.
However, it was a holiday, so I passed away without thinking.
However, Zhu Yuanzhang's feeling of powerlessness was not just because of An Ran. Enron's death was just a critical point.
Not long after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that the situation in the court was not under his control. He thought it was because of Li Shanchang, so he asked Li Shanchang to step down in the fourth year of Hongwu. Later, the death of Yang Xian, Liu Bowen, and even the empty seal case were Zhu Yuanzhang's means to control the court.
But no matter what he did, the court did not proceed as he wanted.
In the thirteenth year of Hongwu's reign, Hu Weiyong was killed. There were various means, large and small, but in the end they had no effect. It seems that the Ming court has not yet reached the right track that Zhu Yuanzhang wanted. No matter how many enemies he kills, countless more will appear.
Kill a group of treacherous ministers, and a new group will appear. Not even as good as the previous batch.
Zhu Yuanzhang concluded that the first thing to govern the world is to win people. The reason why he encountered such a dilemma. There is no one who is of the same mind as him.
"When will God give me a talent to support the king?" Zhu Yuanzhang secretly said in the letter: "I will share the world with him."
At this time, in the room where the doors and windows had been closed, there was a loud sound of wind and the lights suddenly started to sway. Zhu Yuanzhang saw a door seemed to open in the void. A young man, dressed in strange clothes, rolled in and crawled on the ground.
"Bang." A strange-looking package hit the young man from the back to the back of his head. The boy yelled "Ouch". Then he looked up and saw Zhu Yuanzhang.
The two looked at each other in confusion.
Zhu Yuanzhang has seen a lot in his life. He has never seen anyone appear in front of him like this. He was wearing strange clothes and had very short hair, like a monk. And it appeared here suddenly in such a strange way.
Not like an assassin either.
Because there are no such stupid assassins.
He Xi rubbed the back of his head. It hurt a little from being hit by my own bag.
At this moment, He Xi couldn't turn his head around. For a while, I still haven't recovered from the fantastic incident just now.
He glanced around.
This room is huge. But the light was very dim, which He Xi was not used to. After all, in future generations there will only be light pollution, not such a lack of light sources. Several lights were surrounding the person in front of him, and He Xi could see clearly. This man looked to be in his forties or fifties. He has a round face, but has a majestic air. His eyes were like knives. Can see through everything. He was wearing some yellowish white clothes. I don't know if it's the lighting or the dyeing.
All in all, He Xixia felt simple.
There were dragon patterns on his clothes, which seemed to reflect light in the light.
He Xi's heart froze and she thought to herself: "Dragon robe, could it be Zhu Yuanzhang?"
"Your Majesty." Someone outside the door suddenly said, "But is there something wrong?"
The noise inside was heard outside. No one dared to come in without Zhu Yuanzhang's order. You can only ask outside the door.
Zhu Yuanzhang said calmly: "Nothing."
He Xi felt excited. This suddenly confirmed his guess, and He Xi's IQ suddenly returned.
The feeling in my heart for a moment was indescribable. The feeling seems to be that Mr. Ye is fond of dragons. When Mr. Ye really sees a dragon, he will be scared to death. It's not like He Xi has never thought about traveling through time and space and making great achievements. At this moment, I truly traveled through time and space.
He Xi scolded her in her heart while thinking about how to deal with this situation.
It just didn't matter what He Xi was thinking in her heart. He may not even feel it himself, but his whole body is involuntarily excited at this moment.
Whether it’s the excitement of getting this opportunity that most people don’t get. Still facing a crisis, adrenaline surges subconsciously. After all, the Zhu Hongwu in front of him was definitely a murderous king.
Now that he is here, He Xi must be very energetic.
How he got here is no longer important. What matters is how to survive in this era. He stood up quickly and said respectfully: "Hello. My name is He Xi. I am from 2022. This is my resume."
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at something called a resume on his desk. After just a few glances and a few touches with my fingers, I sighed in my heart: "Good paper, good ink."
