Quiet.

Deadly quiet.

In the entire imperial study room, one could only hear the slight breathing of people.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the young man named Chu Ze standing below, with no expression on his face.

No one can guess what he was thinking at this time.

In addition to the silent Zhu Yuanzhang, there was also Prince Zhu Biao standing beside him.

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

Obviously, Chu Ze could say what he just said, and he was by no means as uneducated as Zhu Yuanzhang had ridiculed before.

It can even be said that he is very far-sighted.

Moreover, his far-sightedness is somewhat incredible.

It's as if he really came from the future.

Because many of the things 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 could pass the provincial examination, major examination, palace examination and other aspects of the imperial examination step by step, and successfully passed the high school examination, now suddenly can't even write.

All these signs can be said to prove from the side that the person standing in front of them is very likely to come from the future.

Although this kind of thing sounds extremely incredible.

But if this is true...

Doesn't that mean that the 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, there won’t even be a second such person in the future!

This kind of person...what should I do?

In a silent and depressing atmosphere.

Chu Ze is waiting to die,

Zhu Yuanzhang was deep in thought.

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

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

Yes, admire it!

A person who dares to speak like this in front of his father.

In Zhu Di's opinion, this is absolutely worthy of admiration!

Although he really wanted to have a good chat with Chu Ze, it was obvious that Zhu Di didn't want to talk now when he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang who was sitting coldly above him.

He didn't even dare to take a big breath.

Lao Zhu is absolutely perfect in terms of coercion.

A moody and suspicious person.

Four people, four mouths.

At this time, I couldn't find anyone who could talk.

After this atmosphere lasted for a while, Chu Ze finally lost his temper first.

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang, who had always looked serious, Chu Ze asked tentatively.

"Your Majesty...then, can I apply for a bowl of sweat medicine or something for me to drink when I'm executed, and behead me in my sleep? It shouldn't hurt. Your Majesty, we can still count on it.

So, can you show me your approval for this little bit of kinship?"

"By the way, if possible, I would like to leave some traces to prove that I, a time traveler, have been to this era. I don't want to leave anything behind, just a text message! I wonder if your majesty can do it?"

"

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

The ripples caused the original calm to be completely broken.

Looking at Chu Ze who wanted 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 came out of his mouth was not an order to execute Chu Ze.

"What will happen to our Ming Dynasty in future generations?"

"ah?"

Chu Ze, who was already mentally prepared to die, suddenly heard Zhu Yuanzhang's words. He originally planned to thank Zhu Yuanzhang for his kindness. He raised his hand to make a fist, but at this time he just stood there blankly.

Half empty.

He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang on the throne with blank eyes, his face full of disbelief.

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

Seeing Chu Ze who was obviously unable to react, Zhu Yuanzhang asked again impatiently.

After hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's inquiry, Zhu Biao, who was still thinking about what angle he, the Ming Dynasty Prince, should speak from at this time, couldn't help but reveal a happy look on his face.

Obviously, when Zhu Yuanzhang asked this question, he obviously gave Chu Ze a chance, a chance to survive!

Looking at Chu Ze who was still in a state of numbness, Zhu Biao quickly reminded him.

"Chu Ze, if His Majesty asks you, if you have anything to say, just say it quickly!"

In Zhu Biao's opinion, his father was able to restrain his murderous intention, which is a very good ending!

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

However, it can be said that Chu Ze's remarks and opinions in the imperial study room were quite appreciated by Zhu Biao.

There is sunshine and vision!

Such a person can definitely be called a great talent!

He wanted to keep Chu Ze.

"Oh... Your Majesty is asking about this! Although I am an ordinary person in the later generations, I still remember some things about the Ming Dynasty!"

"The founder of the Ming Dynasty, Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, lived for a total of 276 years, during which a total of sixteen thrones were passed down."

"The disaster of the country's subjugation was political corruption and constant natural disasters, which led to the outbreak of peasant uprisings. In 1644, Li Zicheng invaded Beijing. The last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Chongzhen, Meishan hanged himself, and the Ming Dynasty was declared destroyed."

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

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

When Chu Ze spoke, he needed to remember 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 276th year of the reign of Zuo of the Ming Dynasty, there were sixteen emperors.

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

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

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

"You mean, my Ming Dynasty only lasted for less than three hundred years and then perished?"

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

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

But he showed no fear at all.

I'm already going to die, but I'm still afraid of you, the emperor, giving me a hammer...

If you insist on not letting me die easily, I will rush up and fight with you at worst.

Anyway, I have to give you a big fight, right?
Chapter completed!