Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

Chapter 5 The first-hand 'Mo Bao' is comparable to a dog planer!

"What do you call yourself?"

Sitting on the throne, Zhu Yuanzhang, who finally began to face Chu Ze's existence squarely, couldn't remember his previous self-proclaimed.

This shows how little he valued Chu Ze before.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I am a time traveler. It is defined as passing through time and space."

"Yes, yes, time traveler. You deliberately miscalculated the inheritance of my Daming title just now. I hope you can use this to draw our attention, right?"

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Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's questioning, Chu Ze felt a little speechless for a while.

I just really don't know the mode of title inheritance in the Ming Dynasty.

But after thinking about it, Chu Ze felt that it was quite normal for Zhu Yuanzhang to ask this question.

Emperor Hongwu, suspiciousness and his desire to control are almost directly proportional.

And Chu Ze did miscalculate on purpose. To put it bluntly, he expanded the number infinitely before, in order to let Zhu Biao and others calculate it by themselves.

The result calculated by myself is definitely more shocking than what others say.

Don't you see, when Zhu Biao deduced the number of descendants of the great Ming clan in the future according to the calculation he just made, his face turned pale with fright.
"Let me ask you, you are obviously my Ming's recruiter. And now you have entered the imperial court. Although you are only a small ninth-rank master, you have already entered an official career."

"It stands to reason that you now have a bright future. Why do you insist on going to the palace and only want to die?"

After seeing Chu Ze remain silent, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't pay too much attention to this issue.

It doesn't matter whether Chu Ze miscalculated on purpose or unintentionally miscalculated about the descendants of the clan.

After all, he has now successfully attracted Zhu Yuanzhang's attention.

With so many officials in the court and so many clan members of the royal family, none of them even noticed this problem, but a young man named Chu Ze directly spoke out.

This is enough for Zhu Yuanzhang to look at him differently, but it's one thing to look at him differently. If he can't explain why, he will die the same.

"Hey, Your Majesty, in fact, I also have my own difficulties. If I can live, who wants to die!"

"But rather than a painful death in the future, I hope to have a quicker death."

When I heard Zhu Yuanzhang ask why he went to the temple, he only wanted to die.

Chu Ze, who was originally calm, now also had a face on his shoulders, looking extremely depressed.

As a person of later generations, Chu Ze deeply understood how dangerous it was to be an official during the Hongwu period.

It can be said that the death rate of being an official in Hongwu year is definitely not a little bit higher than that of going to the battlefield.

And when Chu Ze found that he did not inherit any memories from his previous life after time travelling, he was already desperate in his heart.

"Stop it, we don't want to hear it now, you just want to have fun and other nonsense. We need to know the reason!"

Seeing that Chu Ze began to keep saying three words, Zhu Yuanzhang also frowned deeply.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang even thought, is this guy in front of him crazy?
Can't you say something other than suicide?
A good living person, why do you always want to die?
When Zhu Yuanzhang asked him why he wanted to die, Chu Ze also sighed deeply, and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang helplessly in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, let me say it first, I am really a time traveler, and I come from a later life. That is to say, my words do not represent my personal thoughts to a large extent, they are simply the evaluation of history by the latecomers."

"I said something bad, don't take it too seriously, anyway, just treat me as a dead person."

"I also said earlier that my body is from this dynasty, but my soul has become another person."

"And I can't remember any of the things that this body has experienced."

"If this identity is just an ordinary person, maybe it's not a big problem. It can be said to be a prevarication of amnesia or something."

"However, I am very desperate. I was an official during the Hongwu period, and I was also a newly promoted official. However, now, I should have read poetry and books, but I can't even recite a few sentences from the Four Books and Five Classics. "

"In this case, if I continue to be an official and suddenly reveal my secrets another day and be exposed by a colleague, then what will fall on my head will be a felony of malpractice in the imperial examination for personal gain."

"Besides, there is another problem. People in later generations don't use brushes. We have used pencils and ballpoint pens since we were young to read."

"It can be said that as soon as I write, I will immediately expose a master who was promoted from Juren, but the handwriting is uglier than a dog's. Do you think this is not enough to kill me? "

After Zhu Yuanzhang heard what Chu Ze said, he squinted at Chu Ze with some doubts in his eyes.

Finally, he waved his hand to a big man in brocade clothes who had been waiting beside him.

After seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's actions, the people around him understood and arranged for people to bring pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

After Chu Ze saw these things, he didn't show much surprise.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't even need to say anything, he just sat on the ground, picked up the brush with weird movements, and began to write on the paper in front of him.

And Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were fixed on his hand holding the pen from the beginning to the end.

Most people who have never practiced brush calligraphy will have one thing in common.

That is, their hands are not steady enough.

At this time, Chu Ze, who was holding a brush, was shaking like he was sifting chaff.

This action is difficult to do when it is deliberately imitated.

Because this is an instinctive reaction of the body.

Just by looking at it, Zhu Yuanzhang can basically conclude.

The person in front of me, he really can't write
"You are not humble at all. This handwriting is indeed uglier than a dog's planing."

Looking at the four words "Hello, Your Majesty" that Chu Ze took a lot of effort to write down on the paper.

That crooked shape, one light and one heavy strokes.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't stand it anymore, and directly threw the writing in his hand to Zhu Biao who was beside him.

At this time, Zhu Biao, who was relieved, also stood up again.

After taking Chu Ze's 'Mo Bao', he almost couldn't laugh out loud.

"Your Majesty, can you now believe that I am telling the truth?"

Although his authenticity was ridiculed.

But Chu Ze didn't take it too seriously.

Ugly writing is ugly writing, and there is nothing wrong with admitting it.

"Just by reading and writing, we still can't believe your so-called statement that you are from a person of later generations."

"However, I can be sure of one thing, you really have no culture."

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