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Ning Chen closed his eyes, seemingly to rest.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea,

Ning Chen stretched out one hand, and a beam of light flew to the top of Fengtian Hall.

The light spread out, as if transforming into a giant curtain of water.

"Divine abilities! I will witness the divine power in my lifetime!"

"Look, the area above the Golden Hall has turned into a mirror!"

"No, there seems to be something inside."

……

Zhu Yuanzhang and his court officials stared blankly.

The water curtain above the main hall shimmered with light.

This was naturally Ning Chen using the video function in the chat group.

The projected images are from what I saw in my past life.

Under the watchful eyes of many,

A picture appeared inside the water curtain, accompanied by sound.

Accompanied by a grand and somber background music, a man clad in armor and carrying a sword walked out slowly with heavy steps.

"Dad, isn't this the fourth son?"

Crown Prince Zhu Biao immediately recognized that the person in the picture was his fourth brother, Zhu Di.

"It seems an immortal is about to guide us through our confusion. We should pay close attention!"

Empress Ma reached out and pinched Zhu Yuanzhang's thigh.

Zhu Yuanzhang winced in pain and quickly tried to appease him:

"Don't be angry, girl. Let's take a look. Open your eyes wide and look carefully!"

He also realized that the figure on the water screen was his fourth son.

However, the person in the picture looks more like Zhu Di in his middle age.

An old and weary voice slowly emerged from the scene.

I am Zhu Di, the fourth son of the Hongwu Emperor, the third emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the Yongle Emperor.

Even if I were to gather all the iron in the land of China in my entire life, I still couldn't forge such a grave mistake.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the fourth prince in the hall with ill intent.

That look seemed to say: You little brat, you know you made a mistake, huh?

Whether future generations will refer to me as a notorious traitor who brought disaster to the country and its people, or as a powerful emperor who expanded the territory, I have no idea.

Who says the heavens are unwelcoming? A blizzard sweeps away a stranger.

I remembered my second brother tilting his head and asking me: Where is my hometown?

I've pondered this question my whole life. Perhaps those places we can never return to are what we call our hometown.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed softly.

It seemed to be a reminder of the hometown where his parents were buried.

The civil and military officials dared not even breathe loudly.

I craned my neck to look at the water curtain above my head.

A storm raged in his heart. No wonder His Majesty was so angry after the immortal had a private talk with his family.

It turns out that the Prince of Yan actually became the emperor.

Wouldn't this be tantamount to stealing his elder brother's territory?

He also slapped his own father in the face...

"Hmph! Keep watching. Anyone who dares to gossip will have their head chopped off!"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly.

All the civil and military officials fell silent immediately; you could hear a pin drop.

The sounds rose again through the rain.

I was born in the chaotic late Yuan Dynasty. From a young age, I was taught by my father and followed the generals on expeditions, fighting bloody battles on the battlefield and conquering the world.

After conquering the country, he was enfeoffed as the Prince of Yan in 143, with his fiefdom in Beiping, where he was in charge of military affairs in the north.

In the thirty-first year of the Hongwu reign, Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne.

He listened to the likes of Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng, and wanted to weaken the power of the regional military governors.

"what?!"

Zhu Yuanzhang staggered back a few steps, slumped onto the dragon throne, and muttered absentmindedly,

"Why is it our grandson who has ascended the throne? Where is Biao'er?!"

Zhu Biao shook his head and smiled, speaking calmly.

"Father, it seems that what I expected was true. I was probably in an accident back then and have already passed away."

"Biao'er!"

Empress Ma held her eldest son tightly, weeping uncontrollably.

In the thirty-first year of the Hongwu reign, wouldn't his son be at most forty-four years old?

Thinking of this, she cried even harder.

"Father, Mother, now is not the time to be sad. Let's look at what will happen in the future so we can prepare in advance."

Zhu Biao said calmly.

He was not afraid of death, but he was worried about his parents and the empire his father had built.

"Yes, Biao'er is right!"

Zhu Yuanzhang quickly recovered from his grief and stared intently at the words written on the rain-soaked surface.

He slammed his hand on the table and roared.

"That little bastard Yunwen, he actually started reducing the power of the princes as soon as he ascended the throne. Is he in such a hurry to deal with his uncles?!"

Now he just hopes the kid will be a little smarter.

If it goes too far, then it's all over.

However, things didn't go as planned, and the low voice rose again.

During the period of weakening the power of the feudal lords, five feudal kings were abolished in one year, stripped of their titles and imprisoned, their lives worse than death.

He even used charges of counterfeiting banknotes and cruelty to drive his twelfth brother, who had no military power, to commit suicide by burning himself alive...

As soon as the words were spoken, Zhu Biao's expression changed drastically.

Even he, who is usually extremely well-mannered, uttered a curse at this moment.

"You unfilial son! What a scoundrel!"

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Zhu Biao gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.

Zhu Yuanzhang drew his sword and vented his anger at the table in front of him, roaring:

"Who taught this bastard to do this?! How dare he harm his own uncles like this! Does he want to die?!"

I thought that even if this kid went too far, he would only reduce military power and the succession system.

Unexpectedly, he directly demoted his sons to commoners.

The twelfth prince was always virtuous, yet even so, he was forced to commit suicide by self-immolation...

In the chat group.

March 7th: "Wow! We don't even know what to say about Zhu Yunwen. Isn't he a bit stupid?"

Qin Shi Huang: "Indeed, daring to attack the vassal kings so soon after ascending the throne is tantamount to courting death."

Li Shimin: "What will happen next seems obvious. Zhu Di will definitely not wait to die."

Xiong Ba: "It's one thing for this brat to provoke others, but Zhu Di is in charge of the military in the north..."

Huang Yaoshi: "That's why he's stupid. He could have weakened the power of the feudal lords gradually, but he was too impatient."

Xia He: "I don't understand what you're saying, I'm just admiring the immortal brother's good looks~"

……

Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze towards Zhu Di gradually softened.

With his intelligence and understanding of his son, he could guess some of what was going to happen next.