Chapter 10 Your Majesty, Your Great Ming is Dead!
Quiet.

Deathly quiet.

In the entire imperial study room, only the slight breathing of people could be heard.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the young man named Chu Ze who was standing below, without any expression on his face.

No one could guess what he was thinking at this moment.

In addition to the silent Zhu Yuanzhang, there is also the prince Zhu Biao standing aside.

Facing Chu Ze's last words just now, he was also a little moved.

Obviously, Chu Ze was able to say what he just said. He was definitely not as uneducated as Zhu Yuanzhang ridiculed earlier.

It can even be said that he has a great vision.

And his foresight is far beyond incredible.

It was as if he really came from the future.

Because many things that Chu Ze said are things that have not happened yet.

But when Chu Ze said these words, there was not even the slightest pause between words.

In addition, a scholar who was able to pass the provincial examination, the grand examination, and the palace examination step by step of the imperial examination, and successfully passed the high school examination, now suddenly can't even write.

All these signs can be said to prove on the side, that the person standing in front of them may indeed come from the future.

Although this kind of thing sounds extremely unbelievable.

but if it is true
Doesn't that mean that Chu Ze in front of him is definitely a unique talent?
Moreover, this talent is the only one in the world.

If you miss it, it is even impossible for a second person like this to appear in the future!

What should this kind of person do?
In a silent and oppressive atmosphere.

Chu Ze is waiting to die,

Zhu Yuanzhang was thinking.

And Zhu Biao was thinking, what should he do as the prince at this time.

It can be said that among the four people in the imperial study room, only Yan Wang Zhu Di was looking at Chu Ze with admiration.

Yes, admiration!
A person who dared to speak like this in front of his father.

In Zhu Di's opinion, this is absolutely admirable!
Although he really wanted to have a good chat with Chu Ze, but obviously, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang who was sitting and watching with cold eyes above him, Zhu Di should stop talking now.

He just couldn't breathe.

In terms of coercion, Lao Zhu is absolutely full.

A moody, suspicious man.

Four people, four mouths.

At this moment, he couldn't find anyone who could speak.

After such an atmosphere lasted for a while, it was Chu Ze who was the first to lose his temper.

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang, whose expression was always serious, Chu Ze asked a question tentatively.

"Your Majesty.. Well, can I apply that when I'm executed, make me drink a bowl of sweat medicine or something, and behead me in my sleep. It shouldn't hurt like this, Your Majesty, at least we have some So a little bit of kinship, would you give me a favor?"

"By the way, if possible, I would like to leave some traces to prove that I, a time traveler, have been in this era. I will not leave anything behind, just leave a text message! I wonder if Your Majesty will allow it? "

Chu Ze's words were like a stone thrown into the lake.

The rippling ripples completely shattered the original calm.

Looking at Chu Ze who was seeking a good death, Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Zhu Biao who was frowning.

Only then did he look at Chu Ze again.

After pondering for a while, he spoke.

However, what popped out of his mouth was not an order to execute Chu Ze.

"Our Daming, what happened to future generations?"

"what?"

Chu Ze, who was already mentally prepared to die, suddenly heard Zhu Yuanzhang's words, and he, who was planning to thank him for his kindness, raised his hand, which was about to clasp his fist, but stood there in a daze. half empty.

Looking blankly at Zhu Yuanzhang on the throne with eyes full of disbelief, his face was full of disbelief.

"What are you? Didn't you say that you are from the later generations! Then what happened to our Ming Dynasty in the later generations?"

Looking at Chu Ze, who obviously couldn't react, Zhu Yuanzhang asked again impatiently.

After hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's inquiry, Zhu Biao, who was still thinking about himself, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, and what angle he should speak at this time, couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Obviously, Zhu Yuanzhang's question was obviously giving Chu Ze a chance, a chance to survive!
Seeing Chu Ze who was still in a state of dullness, Zhu Biao hurriedly opened his mouth to remind him.

"Chu Ze, Your Majesty is asking you something, if you have anything to say, say it quickly!"

In Zhu Biao's view, his father's ability to restrain his murderous intentions is an ending that couldn't be better!

Although Zhu Biao was not sure whether Chu Ze's so-called time traveler identity was true or not.

However, as far as Chu Ze's remarks and opinions in the imperial study room, it can be said that Zhu Biao has already appreciated them quite a lot.

Have vision, have vision!
Such a person can definitely be called a great talent!
He wanted to keep Chu Ze.

"Oh...Your Majesty asked this question! Although I am an ordinary person in later generations, I still remember some things about Daming!"

"The founder of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, lived a total of 276 years in the next year, during which a total of [-] emperors passed on the throne."

"The scourge of subjugation is that political corruption and natural disasters continued, which led to the outbreak of peasant uprisings. In 1644, Li Zicheng invaded Beijing. The last emperor of the Ming Dynasty: Chongzhen Emperor Meishan hanged himself, and the Ming Dynasty declared its demise."

"When Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself, he still maintained the style of the bloody man of the Zhu family. He left a saying passed down from generation to generation."

"Let the thieves split my corpse, don't hurt any of the common people!"

When Chu Ze spoke, it was because he needed to memorize what he had learned before.

So when he talks, his attention is relatively loose.

He didn't notice at all when he said that in the 270th year of Guozuo of the Ming Dynasty, there were 16 people who passed on to the emperor.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting on the throne, looked extremely ugly.

In other words, the murderous aura in his eyes has gradually begun to wreak havoc.

While listening to Chu Ze's plausible and reasonable words, Zhu Yuanzhang's fists were tightly clenched together, and even because of too much force, when he clenched his fists, there were bursts of strange noises.

"You mean, my Great Ming has only been handed down for less than 300 years before it perished?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang spoke at this time, his voice could even be described as gnashing of teeth.

However, Chu Ze, who heard the strangeness in his voice, raised his head to look at Zhu Yuanzhang's bulging veins.

He didn't mean to be afraid at all.

I'm about to die, and I'm afraid you, the emperor, will give me a hammer.
If you insist on not letting me die, at worst, I will rush up and fight you.

Anyway, I have to give you a big hug, right?

"Your Majesty heard that right! Your Great Ming has only been handed down for more than 200 years, and then died!"

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