Ming Dynasty: Regrets about the Jingnan Rebellion? I changed it in a dream!

Chapter 2 Introducing the Guest, Emperor Yongle

Yao Guangxiao walked into the house, and then the sound of the door closing was heard.

He slowly walked to the stove and saw Zhu Di warming himself by the fire with a melancholy look on his face.

Before Yao Guangxiao could salute, Zhu Di spoke indifferently.

"sit."

Yao Guangxiao took off his coat, took off his shoes, and sat by the fire.

He put down the Buddhist beads in his hand and stretched out his wrinkled old hands.

Feel the warmth brought by the stove.

Then, he tilted his gaze and glanced at the sad expression in the corner of Zhu Di's eyes.

He smiled calmly and said, "It seems that the emperor's worry has become more serious."

Zhu Di chuckled and let out a breath.

His eyes stared blankly at the fire burning in the stove, and the fire was reflected in Zhu Di's pupils.

However, it failed to make Zhu Di's eyes shine, and they remained lifeless.

After a moment of silence, he looked at his old friend beside him and said sadly:

"When people get old, they always become sentimental and think about the past."

"When we first conquered Yingtian Prefecture, I was very excited because I could take my father's place."

"Hahaha, at that time I couldn't sleep for the whole night, and even when I slept I slept on the dragon chair."

Having said this, Zhu Di glanced at the dragon throne next to him.

There was indifference in his eyes, as if he had lost interest in the dragon throne long ago.

Sixteen years ago.

He obtained this hot dragon throne in the midst of a raging fire, and now the fire has gradually died down.

The scalding hot dragon throne gradually turned cold.

It was as if the beauty of the past had aged and was no longer favored, and there was no emotion in her eyes.

Yao Guangxiao also smiled and joked at this time.

"Yes, the emperor was ambitious at that time, and seemed to have the style of Taizu."

Zhu Di had heard a lot of compliments, but he was particularly impressed by the compliments from his old friend Yao Guangxiao.

He always enjoyed it.

Yao Guangxiao was both a teacher and a friend to him.

Zhu Di smiled faintly.

"It's not possible now. I often feel that this palace is cold and deserted, and I can't fall asleep no matter how hard I try."

"I often wake up in the middle of the night these days."

"Do you know what I dreamed about?"

Yao Guangxiao had accompanied Zhu Di for many years, so how could he not know what was bothering him?

It's nothing more than a conspiracy to usurp power.

His hands are stained with the blood of the Zhu family.

However, he did not say it explicitly, and Zhu Di now needed to express his emotions.

"I dreamed that I was sitting on the dragon throne, and that bastard Jianwen was kneeling below."

"Shouting loudly, Long live the emperor."

"Hahaha, I almost woke up laughing."

It can be seen that Zhu Di was really happy at this moment.

After the joy on his face paused for a moment, Zhu Di could no longer laugh.

"Later, I found out that my father, my eldest brother, and my mother were watching nearby."

"In the blink of an eye, my whole family was put in shackles, and my father was interrogating me in the Fengtian Hall."

"Why are you rebelling?"

"I can still remember the look in my father's eyes."

"When I woke up, I was sweating all over."

Zhu Di sighed in his heart, thinking that he had been the emperor for so many years.

Even if I dream about my father again, I won’t be as scared as I was before.

But the fact is, just one look from my father made me sweat profusely.

I was woken up immediately, and the feeling of palpitations was...very uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty has simply stayed in the palace for too long."

"Maybe we should go out for a walk."

Hearing this, Zhu Di rolled his eyes at Yao Guangxiao.

"The prince won't let us fight, and he cries every day saying he has no money."

"Look at these folded papers around you."

Zhu Di pointed to the memorial next to Yao Guangxiao.

Upon hearing this, Yao Guangxiao knew that Zhu Di had misunderstood what he meant.

"I'm not talking about going to war, I'm talking about: going for a drink." Drink?

Zhu Di looked at Yao Guangxiao with surprise.

Could it be that I am deaf? Did I hear it wrongly?

What Yao Guangxiao just said was about drinking, right?

He frowned slightly and stared at Yao Guangxiao with a serious expression.

"Old monk, are you getting old and confused?"

Yao Guangxiao was a monk who practiced Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Although not bound by secular conventions.

But Yao Guangxiao seemed to never drink alcohol. In the past, when I wanted to ask Yao Guangxiao to drink with me, he would always drink tea instead.
Not to mention that Yao Guangxiao is already very old. Isn’t drinking alcohol tantamount to seeking death in advance?
Zhu Di came forward and smelled it.

He stood up and said to Yao Guangxiao unhappily, "Do you really want to die?"

He could smell a faint scent of alcohol on Yao Guangxiao.

As a military commander, I have been drinking for so many years, and this taste is very familiar to me.

Zhu Di frowned and said in a cold voice.

"Who told you to drink?"

Letting an old man drink is tantamount to destroying his life.

Especially someone like Yao Guangxiao, who doesn't drink much.

If Yao Guangxiao passed away, he would truly be alone.

Yao Guangxiao simply explained: "Your Majesty is worrying too much."

"I am already an old man, and my life and death are just around the corner. Why do you want to hurt me?"

"In the deep alleys of Jinchuan Street, there is a restaurant. The owner is called Zhuang Mu."

“The wine there is different from the wine in ordinary restaurants.”

What are the differences between wines besides their strength?
Zhu Di put his hands on his hips and stared at Yao Guangxiao.

Restaurant, Zhuang Mu.

Yao Guangxiao also stood up slowly, looked at Zhu Di who was becoming increasingly haggard, and said.

"Use wine as a guide to relieve the dream in your heart."

"Your Majesty, why don't you give it a try? If you don't relieve your heart disease in time, you will suffer from heart failure and exhaustion."

"You will not have much time left if you consume yourself."

The whole world.

Only Yao Guangxiao dared to say that he did not have much time left.

If it were anyone else, they wouldn't be standing here.

Zhu Di also knew in his heart that he was getting old and if his heart disease was not resolved, he would suffer.

I'm afraid this body won't last many more years.

"I'm tired."

Yao Guangxiao was not in a hurry about this.

He knew well that Zhu Di was a suspicious person.

Then he bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, I will wait for you at that tavern at noon tomorrow."

After saying this, he left without waiting for Zhu Di to refuse.

Nightmares happen, life is not long, perhaps this tavern is Zhu Di's only salvation.

As an old friend of Zhu Di, he also wanted to help Zhu Di.

Just now.

Little Nose had already called many eunuchs to come and move the scattered memorials towards the Crown Prince's Mansion in the Eastern Palace.

Yao Guangxiao picked up the black clothes and walked away.

Zhu Di stood at the door and watched Yao Guangxiao leave.

"Your Majesty, it's cold outside, please don't hurt the dragon's body."

Little Sniff was also frightened when he saw Zhu Di standing at the door wearing thin clothes.

He quickly put a woolen coat on Zhu Di.

Looking at the heavy snow outside the house, Zhu Di seemed to be thinking about something.

Tavern, Zhuang Mu, dream making.

Maybe you can give it a try. If this tavern is not as magical as Yao Guangxiao said, you can just kill the person.

Only after watching Yao Guangxiao walk away did Zhu Di return to the house.

……

The next day, at the pub.

Zhuang Mu looked at Yao Guangxiao who pushed the door open and asked.

"Old monk, didn't you say you would introduce a guest to me? Someone?"

(End of this chapter)