Emperor Ming's grandson

Chapter 3: Grandpa, have you traveled to the Ming Dynasty?
The sun is scorching, and the sun scorches the earth mercilessly.

Zhu Xiongying was squatting next to his grandfather's grave, carefully cleaning the surrounding weeds. His movements were gentle and focused, as if he was afraid of disturbing his grandfather's eternal sleep.

After cleaning up the weeds, Zhu Xiongying took a handful of new soil and carefully added it to both sides of his grandfather's grave. The older generation had rules that soil could only be added on both sides, not at the head or tail of the coffin, otherwise it would be too big. Disrespectful.

Under the scorching sun, sweat slid down his chin and dripped on the land, blending with the land.

After doing all this, Zhu Xiongying sat on the ground, covering his old Nokia phone whose screen could not be seen clearly in the sun with his hands, found a video, clicked to play, and then turned the phone to the direction of the tombstone.

In the video, he was busy during the summer after he was admitted to college: working in restaurants, handing out flyers on the streets, wearing yellow Meituan takeout clothing, and riding an electric bike through the streets of the city...

视频播放完了，看了一眼时间，2014年6月15日12:00。

A big smile spread across Zhu Xiongying's lips, and he said softly and proudly: "Grandpa, look, I'm wearing a 'yellow robe'. Although it's hard work here, delivering food every day is like a war. I didn’t make much money, but I feel like I’ve grown a lot.”

Zhu Xiongying's voice echoed in the empty grave, as if grandpa could really hear what he was saying. The sun shone on his body, covering him with a golden glow.

In fact, he used the subsidies for poor students that he saved from frugal living in high school, plus the money he earned through sweat this summer, to buy a lot of stationery, books and food for the children in the island school.

He thought that if his grandfather had a spirit in heaven, he would definitely be proud of him.

After all, as the principal of the school on the island, the last thing my grandfather wanted to leave before his death were the children in the school.

"There is a god three feet above my head. Maybe grandpa is looking at me above me at this time."

Zhu Xiongying thought so.

At this moment, a trembling old voice suddenly came from above his head.

"——Dasun?"

"grandfather?"

Zhu Xiongying was stunned.

The Nokia, which was already a little hot in his hand, fell to the ground with a "snap".

Although Zhu Xiongying felt distressed, he had no intention of picking it up. He touched his nose and felt that the entire tip of his nose was cold.

Damn it!

What's the situation?
My grandfather, who has been dead for many years, appears?

Also, could this be what grandpa meant in the text message?
——Ying'er, three years later today, I will come to visit my grandfather's grave. The question you asked will have the answer.

But you didn’t say that you would tell me the answer yourself!
Didn't this become a thriller?

You won't take me away later, will you?

Chaotic thoughts ran through Zhu Xiongying's mind for a moment, but he quickly calmed down. After all, he was mentally prepared from the beginning, and the grandfather who raised him would never harm him no matter what. He is, so there is nothing to fear.

Zhu Xiongying circled the tombstone several times, but found nothing.

He looked at the tombstone carefully, as if looking for some sign to prove that he was not hallucinating before.

However, there was silence all around, except for the soft sound of the sea breeze blowing through the green grass.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But how could it be possible that nothing happened?

Zhu Xiongying was sure that he had heard correctly just now.

But none of this can be proven at present, just like he can't prove that his memories of living in ancient times when he was a child are not childhood imagination.

But now no matter what, Zhu Xiongying definitely can't leave here. He must unravel the secret of the text message his grandfather left for him.

Zhu Xiongying bent down to pick up the mobile phone and the admission notice lying on the ground. The latter was the result of his years of hard work and the best way for him to prove himself to his grandfather, so he put it away carefully.

However, at the moment he just stood up, he suddenly caught a strange light from the corner of his eye. He subconsciously looked up and saw that a light above the tomb seemed to be distorted by some force, forming a A subtle and mysterious little vortex, that vortex was so small that it seemed not as thick as his little finger.

Zhu Xiongying's heart trembled suddenly, and he felt that his breathing had stopped.

——Could the sound come from here?

Zhu Xiongying said loudly to the mysterious whirlpool: "Grandpa, is that you?"

After a few minutes, a vague old man's voice suddenly came from the mysterious little whirlpool.

That place where the light is distorted seems to be connected to another world.

Zhu Xiongying guessed that this was probably a supernatural phenomenon, and his grandfather might have encountered it before he was alive, so he chose the tomb in this remote location, and his doubts may also be related to this.

"——Dasun, are you still alive?"

Zhu Xiongying was confused, what's going on? Is it possible that grandpa feels that he will not survive even these three years? It shouldn’t be! But Zhu Xiongying didn't have time to think about it at this time. He had many questions to ask his grandfather.

However, at this moment, emotions overwhelmed reason. Zhu Xiongying did not immediately ask for the answer to the secret, but asked.

"Grandpa, how are you doing there?"

Another ten minutes passed, at 12:30, and a new voice came.

"Okay! Grandpa is living a good life here! How are you, eldest grandson? Just now, grandpa heard that you were short of money? Grandpa has money, so grandpa will give it to you!"

The voice came again. Although it was a little weak, Zhu Xiongying heard it clearly.

At this moment, the shock and excitement in his heart could not be greater, and tears welled up in his eyes unconsciously.

Grandpa is already there, still worrying about whether he has enough money to spend.

But I don’t dare to ask for your money!

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Ming Dynasty, Zhongshan.

It was already Unitary Time, the sun was setting in the west, and Zhu Yuanzhang stood in front of the mausoleum like this for a whole day!
Although it took him every hour to say a word to his eldest grandson, Zhu Yuanzhang was very happy with it!

However, Zhu Yuanzhang's attitude towards others was not so "gentle".

"Our eldest grandson is down below, expanding the territory and reorganizing the army to prepare for war. How can we do it without military pay? Hurry up and ask the people from the Baobao Collection Department to send over the newly printed batch of treasure banknotes!"

Li Qingzhao once wrote a poem: "You will be a hero in life, and you will be a hero in death."

Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that this was a very, very natural thing for Da Sun to fight below.

In fact, sometimes when he couldn't sleep at night, he would also think about whether he would need to fight again in the underworld a hundred years later, and if so, could he defeat Li Shimin?
So when he learned that Da Sun was fighting below, Zhu Yuanzhang's attitude was: pleased.

That's right, this is the seed of my old Zhu family!
Zhu Yuanzhang gave 10,000 supports to his grandson's cause of opening up new territories and expanding his territory.

As for why Zhu Yuanzhang had the idea of ​​​​giving his eldest grandson a military salary directly, apart from the fact that he heard Qiu Xuanqing say that his eldest grandson had no money, it was because after a long period of observation at the beginning, they also discovered the small vortex that could swallow light. It's the source of the sound.

At that time, Qiu Xuanqing stroked his beard and stared at this small whirlpool, and explained to Zhu Yuanzhang seriously: "The Great Dao is named after the unity of heaven, earth, people, and living things. It contains the movement and stillness of Yin and Yang, and has the mysterious principle of creation. This is Yin and Yang. Although Qi Hai's Pindao has not seen it, I heard that my master Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren once mentioned that it is the supreme secret place that connects the Yin and Yang worlds. It may not only be able to transmit sounds, but also objects."

Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang made this attempt.

As for why we chose treasure banknotes, it was based on the traditional custom of burning yellow paper.

Anyway, for the Hongwu Emperor, who was rich all over the world, there was really no difference between treasure banknotes and paper.

What's more, in today's Ming Dynasty, treasure banknotes have indeed depreciated almost as much as paper.
Therefore, in Zhu Yuanzhang's opinion, burning paper for the grandson is not as fast as burning treasure banknotes. After all, there are many treasure banknotes in the warehouse of the treasure banknote lifting department, and they can be transported immediately with an order, but if you want to find the same amount of yellow paper, it will be Very troublesome.

Soon, cart after cart of treasure money was transported by the Jin Yiwei.

There is a ban in Xiaoling Mausoleum. No one is allowed to ride a horse or drive a carriage inside the Xiamafang. The same is true for princes and uncles. Anyone who violates this rule will be punished!
However, today this ban was broken by Zhu Yuanzhang's personal approval, which shows that Zhu Yuanzhang attaches great importance to this matter.

The officials of the Baochao Tribunal and the Imperial Guards naturally did not dare to inquire what the emperor wanted to do, but faithfully carried out the emperor's orders.

Later, Zhu Yuanzhang personally lit the treasure note and sent it towards the small whirlpool.

But in a place they couldn't see, the treasure banknotes that turned into fly ash had just entered the space-time wormhole, and they began to recover at an alarming speed and began to age naturally. By the time they arrived at the other end of the space-time wormhole, they had become... It's turning yellow.

Fortunately, Ming Dynasty banknotes are made of mulberry paper.

The biggest features of mulberry paper are that it is insect-proof, does not fade, and is easy to preserve. Ancient local government books and albums basically used mulberry paper as pages. They can often be preserved intact for hundreds or even thousands of years, and Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes are still used. Made with special craftsmanship, even if time passes, it will not break as long as it is stored properly.

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Soon, Zhu Xiongying discovered that a lot of paper flew out of the small whirlpool.

No, not paper.

Zhu Xiongying picked up one. This thing looked like some kind of ancient banknotes, with Ming Dynasty Tongbao Banknotes written on it?

There is also a line of small characters below that reads: "The Ministry of Household Affairs has approved the printing of Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes, which can be used in common with copper coins. Forgers will be killed, and those who accuse the arrest will be rewarded with two hundred and five taels of silver, and the prisoner will still be given property. April 2, the fifteenth year of Hongwu Thirteenth day."

Ming Dynasty treasure banknote? !
Zhu Xiongying's first reaction was that he had misunderstood his grandfather. It turned out that his grandfather did not give him the kind of money that he "didn't dare to ask for and couldn't spend".

The second reaction was, no, there must be something wrong with my guess, and the reason is obvious, because there must be no Ming Dynasty treasure money on the other end.

Therefore, after eliminating wrong answers based on known clues, the only correct answer is.

——Holy shit, grandpa, have you traveled to the Ming Dynasty? !

(End of this chapter)