The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 164 Countless Zhu Di

"Twelfth brother, come down quickly."

Seeing this, Zhu Di couldn't help but scold.

Zhu Bai is currently in the stage of being naughty. When he was studying in the main hall, Zhu Bai would climb trees from time to time, causing the guards to have a hard time finding him, and causing chaos in the Forbidden City.

Staring at the "big tree" he had never seen before and sniffing the faint fragrance coming from the tip of his nose, Zhu Di asked with interest: "What kind of tree is this?"

"My dear guest, this is snow lotus rice, a type of rice."

Seeing Zhu Bai coming down from the tree, the waiter finally breathed a sigh of relief and a look of relief appeared on his face.

"Rice grains that look like trees? Xiaoer, don't bully me because I'm young. I'm well educated and I've worked in the fields."

"Rice grows in the fields, one or two feet long, lush and green, and turns golden in the fall. The rice grains are not this big!"

Hearing this, Zhu Bai, who had just come down from the tree, widened his eyes, looked at his fourth brother, then at the waiter, and said with dissatisfaction.

He is an adult now, and he hates it most when people treat him like a child. Lying to children is the most despicable thing!

"My dear guest, this is indeed snow lotus rice, a type of rice."

"Can't grain trees also grow rice? I heard that in faraway Southeast Asia, there is a kind of breadfruit tree whose fruit can be directly ground into flour."

Xiao Changan began to explain.

"Worlds, full of wonders."

Looking at the snow lotus rice in front of him, Zhu Di felt very emotional.

After leaving the Ming Dynasty, I realized how vast the world is and how insignificant human beings are. For a moment, my mind became more open and the depression that had accumulated deep in my heart melted away like ice and snow.

Compared with the colorful world, where great power comes from one’s own path of martial arts, what does the throne matter!
Ever since he knew that he was the Yongle Emperor and overthrew the Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen in the name of clearing the court, Zhu Di was often uneasy, fearing that his father would get angry. At the same time, a trace of ambition arose deep in his heart.

The emperor takes turns to sit on the throne, and this year it is my turn. Why can't Zhu Di become the emperor in this life?

Just looking at the two towering mountains in front of him, Crown Prince Zhu Biao and Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Di suddenly became discouraged, worried about gains and losses, and even resorted to killing to vent his depression.

"Please sit down!"

In the room filled with smoke, Zhu Di, sitting on the armchair, looked at Xiao Changan on his left and asked slowly, "Young man, should he be from the City Lord's Mansion?"

From Xiao Changan's manners and conversation, and the fact that he knew so many secrets, Zhu Di knew that he was no simple man, and was most likely a member of the City Lord's Mansion.

"My sister and I are both from Yulin Hall."

"My brother died in the battle of Jingbian Fort two years ago. Because we were young, my sister and I were adopted by the city lord and taken in by Yulin Hall."

Xiao Changan bowed and said calmly.

There is nothing to hide about this information; others can find out with a little inquiry.

"Yulin Hall? You are the wings of the country, as prosperous as a forest. It seems that the Qing Emperor has high expectations for you."

Zhu Di said with a smile as he savored the three words "Yulin Hall".

Then, Zhu Di took out a name card from his bosom and said, "This is my twelfth brother Zhu Bo. I am Yan Wang Zhu Di. I came here to visit the Qing Emperor and discuss cooperation between the two sides."

"Prince of Yan? Emperor Yongle?"

When he suddenly heard Zhu Di's name, Xiao Chang'an stood up suddenly, his jade-like eyes full of disbelief.

The Liaodong area originally belonged to the Ming Dynasty court. In the Battle of Sarhu, the court was defeated, which triggered a series of chain reactions.

As a native "Ming person", how could he not know the meaning of the two words "Zhu Di"?
"Greetings, King Yan." Suppressing the shock in his heart, Xiao Changan bowed and saluted to show his respect. Of course, it was just respect!
At this moment, thousands of worlds are merging with each other, and emperors, civil officials and military generals from history have gathered together. Xiao Changan is only shocked because he was a Ming Dynasty man before.

After you see it more often, you won't be so shocked.

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Tiger Tooth Mountain.

"Prince of Yan, Zhu Di? Emperor Yongle?"

"Interesting, interesting."

Putting down the book in his hand, Shen Yuanliang, who was wearing a purple Taoist robe and a Dongpo scarf on his head, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his star-like eyes flickered.

Prince of Yan Zhu Di and his entourage made no secret of their identities and whereabouts. As soon as they set foot in Qingdi City, their news was sent to Huya Mountain by the Heavenly Supervisor.

"Brother Yuanliang, Prince of Yan Zhu Di is not a pushover. In the past six months, Prince of Yan has been slaughtering people in the south of the Yangtze River, causing a bloody storm and wiping out countless aristocratic families."

"Are you here to cause trouble for us?"

A person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree. Li Wan'er was still a little afraid of Emperor Yongle Zhu Di. The fear was deeply rooted in her blood and would be difficult to eliminate in a short period of time.

"Wan'er, don't worry."

"If the enemy had come with ill intentions, Prince of Yan Zhu Di would not have come alone, but would have brought an elite army with him."

Turning the jade ring in his hand, Shen Yuanliang said nonchalantly.

No matter what, it's all a matter of strength. The Qingdi City currently has 300,000 soldiers, and with his martial arts skills at the fourth level, Shen Yuanliang is not afraid of the powerful Ming Dynasty.

It's just a battle, who's afraid of who?

"Brother Yuanliang, if this world has the Prince of Yan Zhu Di, then other worlds must have the Yongle Emperor Zhu Di who conquered Mobei five times."

"After the fusion of many worlds, how will the countless Zhu Di get along with each other?"

Thinking of this scene, Li Wan'er was overjoyed, her obsidian eyes filled with mischief.

Before, Li Wan'er had not thought about this problem. Now, when she heard the name of Prince Yan Zhu Di, this incredible idea suddenly popped into her mind.

"The world can merge and sublimate with each other, and so can people!"

"There are countless Zhu Dis, but in the end there must be only one Zhu Di. Otherwise, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

Shen Yuanliang said with a serious expression.

Immortals can split into thousands and form relatively "independent" individuals based on their thoughts, such as the descent of Wenquxingjun that we often hear in mythological stories.

Now, countless "Zhu Di" exist in the same universe, with the same fate and the same "essence". Once the "others and I" in other worlds meet, they will definitely become one.

Just like the Golden Immortal, he shrinks the timeline and merges the "him/her" in countless time and space.

By then, the emperors, civil officials and military generals who are famous in history will have greatly increased potential. As the "him and I" merge into one another, their future will be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuanliang suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart. The group that he had originally ignored would be his biggest competitor in the future.

"Mutual integration? Who is the master? Isn't that cannibalism?"

Thinking of this scene, Li Wan'er got goose bumps all over her body and a feeling of fear surged in her heart.

(End of this chapter)