It was windy and rainy, and the night was dark.
A bolt of thunder and lightning, like a blue dragon with fangs and claws, came through the void. Under the majestic power of heaven, everything was terrified.
Su Changhe felt like he was falling and suddenly woke up from his dream. He was about to get up, pat the rain off his body, and continue to visit Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, but he found that this place did not seem to be on the steps of Xiaoling Mausoleum.
"Wake up, wake up. Your Majesty, wake up, call the imperial doctor quickly, God bless you..."
A eunuch wearing a three-mountain hat, a white cloth, and a blue-gray python robe shouted in a neutral voice.
Su Changhe was stunned for a moment.
emperor?
Could it be that he ran from Nanjing to Hengdian?
Which crew is this from?
Turning around to look, the hall was brightly lit, and the ceiling was engraved with a round dragon pattern, which was extremely lifelike.
On top of the golden door are two dragons playing with pearls.
In the center, there is a square platform with a gold lacquer carved dragon throne and a gold lacquer carved dragon screen.
In front of the throne, there are Lu Duan, cranes, incense sticks and other objects.
In front of the platform, there are four copper-embedded filigree enamel incense burners, which are burning sandalwood and producing smoke.
Farther away, there is a large dragon cabinet.
"Why does this layout look so much like the Palace of Qianqing in the Forbidden City of the Ming Dynasty?"
Su Changhe muttered secretly. He felt his head was itchy. He raised his hand and touched it. A pain penetrated into his bone marrow. At the same time, a strange memory poured into his mind.
The owner of this memory is named Zhu Yunwen!
Zhu Yunwen?
Su Changhe's eyes widened, and he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought, how could he have Zhu Yunwen's memory?
Time travel?
Rebirth?
Have I died once?
Su Changhe couldn't understand all this and felt a little ridiculous.
"Your Majesty, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"
A gentle and dignified woman in white came over, bowed slightly, knelt down and sat beside the bed, and looked at her with great concern, her eyes full of love and care.
Su Changhe looked at the layout of the room, got out of bed, walked to the door and opened it without having time to put on his shoes.
A bolt of lightning split open the dark night sky, and magnificent palaces flashed into view.
"Your Majesty, it's windy and rainy outside, please take care of your dragon body."
Ma Enhui followed and pleaded.
Su Changhe turned around, looked at Ma Enhui, frowned and said, "What happened? Why am I here?"
Ma Enhui said quickly: "Your Majesty, you have forgotten that since you ascended the throne and took charge of state affairs, you have never forgotten Taizu and often went to Xiaoling. This morning at Xiaoling, you accidentally fell and hurt your head."
"Xiaoling?"
Su Changhe remembered that he also fell while visiting Xiaoling.
Different time!
Same place, same event!
A bolt of thunder and lightning stirred up the wind and rain five hundred years ago...
Su Changhe felt that the strange memory was becoming familiar. It seemed that he was Zhu Yunwen, the emperor of the Ming Empire!
However, in this memory, Su Changhe did not see any talent or arrogance. Instead, he saw cowardice and caution.
"This is real?"
As Su Changhe walked around, his memories were overlapping, and the structure, a clear era and reality, gradually emerged in his mind.
It’s June 10th, the thirty-first year of Hongwu!
It was exactly one month since Zhu Yuanzhang passed away!
Because the year name cannot be changed until next year, it cannot be called the first year of Jianwen yet, and can only be called the Hongwu year.
The 100-day period of banning meat, food, rituals, music, sexual intercourse, and expensive clothing has just begun, and not even a month has passed.
At this time, Zhu Yunwen was only in power for the first time.
"Of course it's true, you fainted at the time..."
Ma Enhui said quickly.
"Fainted? Didn't the news spread?"
Su Changhe knew that in history, although Zhu Yuanzhang passed the throne to Zhu Yunwen across generations, there were more than two coveters for the supreme throne.
Especially the King of Yan Zhu Di!
Later, under the banner of "Qing Jun's side, Jingguo is in trouble", Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen was driven out.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured, no one dares to say a word."
The eunuch beside him said something, and the imperial doctor also rushed over.
Su Changhe sat and closed his eyes slightly. He didn't know why God allowed him to become Zhu Yunwen. This was a famous tragic emperor in the Ming Dynasty who only served for four years.
In the end, he went missing for fun, and his wife and children died.
Well, there was also a two-year-old child who was imprisoned for more than fifty years and died not long after he was released.
Su Changhe didn't hear what the imperial doctor said at the side.
The blur of history and the fusion of memories made it difficult for Su Changhe to tell whether he was a later graduate student or the real Zhu Yunwen!
The light of lightning shone in the room, and in an instant, rolling thunder came in waves.
Goodbye, Su Changhe!
Now, I am Zhu Yunwen!
It's Emperor Jianwen, the unique ruler of the Ming Empire!
Who is Zhu Di?
What you can do, I can do too!
I will turn the sky around and accomplish great things!
I will become the emperor of eternity and make the Ming Dynasty another prosperous age after the Han and Tang Dynasties!
I am Zhu Yunwen!
I am Zhu Yunwen!
I am the emperor of Ming Dynasty!
Zhu Yunwen slowly opened his eyes. In his eyes, there was no longer any timidity or cowardice, only determination and fearlessness!
"Your Majesty, Qi Tai, the left minister of the Ministry of War, and Huang Zicheng, the minister of Taichang Temple, would like to see you."
The eunuch whispered.
Ma Enhui just wanted to blame, hoping to let Zhu Yunwen rest more.
But Zhu Yunwen waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, let them come in."
Zhu Yunwen wanted to meet these two people, not because they had a close relationship with him, but because the two of them could almost bear the greatest responsibility for the death of Emperor Jianwen!
As the core figures assisting Zhu Yunwen, none of their ideas were feasible, and it was really difficult for them.
Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng arrived at the main hall, knelt down and saluted, and called out: "Your Majesty Qi Tai (Huang Zicheng), please see my emperor's holy bow, Jin'an."
Zhu Yunwen searched for memories. The one with a thin face and a gray beard on the left side was Huang Zicheng, who was nearly fifty years old. The one with a relatively healthy and energetic body on the right side was Qi Tai.
"No gift."
Zhu Yunwen said in a deep voice.
After Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng greeted each other, they looked at each other, and Qi Tai began to say: "Your Majesty, now the vassal king has a heavy army. From Gansu to Liaodong, there are nine great fortress kings guarding it, with a total of 210,000 soldiers. The Monan Guard has 160,000 soldiers."
"Among them, the soldiers of King Yan and King Ning are the most powerful. King Ning controls 80,000 strings, 6,000 chariots, and has three Duoyan guards. They are powerful and unstoppable."
"Although the King of Yan only has more than 40,000 soldiers, they are all capable of hundreds of battles. In addition, the King of Yan loves his soldiers like his own son and has repeatedly shown favors. The army does not know His Majesty, but only knows the King of Yan. There is a risk of disaster."
"I am restless day and night. I hope your Majesty will make an early decision to abolish the vassal king and return the general power to the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies. Only then can it be controlled by your Majesty and the world can be peaceful..."
Zhu Yunwen nodded repeatedly after hearing this. It would be a pity for these two old men not to do MLM...
"By the way, where is King Yan now?"
Zhu Yunwen suddenly asked.
Qitai was stunned for a moment and said, "They should still be in Huai'an."
"Huai'an?"
A smile appeared on Zhu Yunwen's lips.
In history, Zhu Di, after hearing the news of Zhu Yuanzhang's death, went to the funeral day and night. As a result, he was stopped in Huai'an and was not allowed to cry bitterly. As a result, he could only entrust his three sons to go to Beijing to observe mourning.
"Summon King Yan to the capital."
Zhu Yunwen said softly.
These five simple words made Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng immediately startled and looked at Zhu Yunqi in confusion.
