Chapter 642 Emperor Hongwu, Are You There?

"It's too much!"

Roaring sounds rolled out from the hall, frightening several crows to flutter their wings and fly to the old trees nearby, looking down curiously.

The Imperial Guards guarding outside the Guangzheng Hall of the Bianliang Palace also looked at each other in shock. They couldn't help but look at each other and guess what kind of changes had happened inside the hall.

Officials are famous for keeping their emotions secretive. Even His Highness the King of Jin last time... No, now he should be called Master Kongjiong.

The time when Master Kongjiong was carried out of the temple, the officials just lost their smile.

And now that he is shouting so angrily, he doesn’t know how long Master Kongjiong will have to recuperate when he returns?

Master Kongjiong didn't know this. He was lying on the ground smoothly and roundly, and he didn't even want to raise his head.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the hall, Zhao Kuangyin paced back and forth angrily, and a bunch of words that were inappropriate to say in the court also jumped out of his mouth and fell clearly in Zhao Kuangyi's ears:

"Damn thief! You are such a poor bitch! You are such a poor, hungry and jealous dog slave, you actually do such a shameful thing!"

"That's unreasonable!"

"He is really a thief who cannot be covered by the sky and cannot be carried by the earth. He deserves to be chopped alive. He deserves to be destroyed by that man named Zhu!"

"It's a waste of time to learn the classics of saints, and the prime minister who is like a monkey is doing the dirty work."

"As expected, the mice in the clouds are born to consume!"

Zhao Kuangyi, who was lying prone, listened to his brother's scolding gradually subside, and then he cautiously raised his head.

As a result, what caught his eye was that the official was staring at him silently, not knowing what he was thinking. This aroused Zhao Kuangyi to point at the light curtain and said:

"These thieves and old dogs are suitable for the officials to personally conquer and capture their thieves' heads to correct them..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Kuangyin shaking his head:

"You bird-bearing hozen, you don't plan at all, but at the bottom of the circle, you are just like a radish seller following the salt bag, which makes you very angry!"

The words were harsh, but Master Kong Jiong was relieved in his heart. After all, he had suffered less physical pain.

But there was also a slight touch in my heart. Although I still long for the throne until now, things seemed to be a bit tricky later on.

He didn't make detailed calculations between the two Song dynasties, but there should be a vague guess of about 300 years. During this period, the merger of Xia and Liao was already difficult enough, not to mention that there were the Mongols, the Jin men, who were eager to control the horses south...

He unconsciously touched his eye sockets, where there was still a dull pain. He couldn't help but ask himself for the first time: Can he stop it?

Zhao Kuangyin, who was in a bad mood, didn't think too much. At this moment, he wished that Mongolia would rise immediately so that he could avenge such blood revenge for his descendants.

But when I think about it again, the ancestor of Emperor Hongwu who destroyed Hu Yuan was the Imperial Army of the Song Dynasty, I feel a little more at ease.

But every time he thought about the place that marked the end of Song Dynasty, he couldn't help but feel complicated.

"The battle at Yashan...sigh..."

Before he could sigh, he heard Zhao Pu calling him:

"The official family...it seems that Emperor Hongwu also had this light curtain."

Suddenly looking up, Zhao Kuangyin saw clearly a line of words floating over from right to left:

〖Zhu Yuanzhang: Ridiculous! When did Tang Shu record Tang Taizong's expedition against Japan? 〗

Zhao Kuangyin thought about it:

"real?"

"It doesn't look fake."

Just as the two of them were thinking about it, another word floated past:

〖Zhang Fei: Scared! The living Emperor Hongwu!

Zhu Yuanzhang: ...Marquis Huan is also alive.

Zhang Fei: It’s very strange to hear this... Let’s not talk about it for the moment, but is it true that later generations said that Emperor Hongwu conquered the world with a broken bowl?

Zhang Fei: Later generations said that Emperor Hongwu was not as good as Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty in war. What did Emperor Hongwu think?

Zhang Fei: Emperor Hongwu? Emperor Hongwu? 〗

Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Pu looked at each other: It must be true.

So Zhao Kuangyin did not hesitate at that moment and sketched a few words on the stone table and added:

〖Zhao Kuangyin: Mingzu is so kind and grateful〗

In the Ganlu Hall, Li Shimin wanted to write but stopped. Finally, looking at Zhang Fei on the light screen, he shook his head and smiled. He simply put down his pen and retreated to the couch leisurely.

"Don't you defend yourself?" Queen Changsun was curious, but she remembered how strong the second son of the Li family was, and would never give up on most matters until they were clearly understood.

Smiling and shaking his head, Li Shimin explained:

"It's a long sea journey from Japan to Denglai, and it's another thousand miles to Guanzhong."

"I believe that the battle report must be on the way at this time. It won't be too late to let Hongwu Zhu Baba take a look at the battle report."

No wonder... Empress Changsun suddenly realized that this was the husband she was familiar with.

"Furthermore, the land of Marquis Huan and Sangzi is seriously considered to have been restored by Emperor Ming, so he should be close to him." Li Shimin added.

But... Empress Changsun expressed doubts.

But then she also suggested:

"The battle report can wait, but since we have the same ancestor as Tang Dynasty, we should remind them of the Japanese affairs."

Li Shimin thought about this for a while, and then he greeted:

"In that case, the auxiliary machine will be the ghostwriter."

There is no special reason for this, it is simply that Changsun Wuji is the closest.

…

In Kunning Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang gave up his pen and shook his head, not expecting:

"This Marquis Huan..."

Logically speaking, this Marquis Huan is his Chinese ancestor, and he should be respectful, but this Marquis Huan is somewhat out of character.

But what concerned him even more was another meaning revealed in the words.

"Marquis Huan said that the previous statement about Ba Ba was the comment of later generations."

Queen Ma said clearly:

"Does that mean that the things that happened after my Ming Dynasty that the light curtain said are from the future."

"Or does it mean that the young man who tells the story is from the future?"

The meanings are completely different. If the young man is from the future, then there is a most important question:

When the Hu Yi came back, were they defeated again?

But Queen Ma felt:

"The young man mentioned that Xin Qiji was unsuccessful and Cao You died heroically after hearing about it. His words seemed to be out of emotion, as if he was recalling his ancestors. Therefore, I think... this young man is probably a Chinese man from the future."

Zhu Yuanzhang also agreed with this statement, so he naturally said a question that he was very concerned about:

"The world war... I think China won?"

This kind of self-questioning naturally had no results in a short period of time. It happened that another text floated by at this time. Queen Ma looked at her husband. Still in a daze, I just read and wrote:

"The winner this time is Changsun Wuji... Well, 'The Japanese are shameless people, afraid of power but not morality. In the era of sea power, they plundered China with their entire country, causing countless disasters. They also took advantage of the eight Western barbarians and bullied China for not defending the sea borders... Therefore, we should use the Japanese islands as a sea pass to suppress the East China Sea, and prevent disasters, and use the gold and silver mountains...'"

Zhu Yuanzhang felt like he understood, but as if one doubt was solved, countless new doubts emerged again.

"Sea borders? Eight Western barbarians? Sea passes?"

"And how can that poor place of the Japanese islands have gold and silver mountains?"