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

Chapter 7 Can the dream continue?
Only by keeping the dream power in your body balanced can you be safe.

He doesn't want to end up as a madman.

At this moment, Zhu Di had slowly woken up from his sleep.

Consciousness gradually returns to reality.

"Big brother!"

In this exclamation.

Zhu Di's consciousness completely returned to reality.

However, he was already sweating profusely at this time.

And I feel empty inside.

Why did I wake up at this time...

The panic on his face was evident.

Seeing that Zhu Di had fully awakened.

Zhuang Mu snapped his fingers.

Then, Zhu Wei shouted loudly.

"Death!"

Then, Zhu Wei was seen holding a sword and pointing it at Zhuang Mu.

Zhu Di watched this scene in silence.

When he saw Zhu Di waking up, Zhu Wei quickly put away his sword and half-knelt in front of Zhu Di.

Zhuang Mu spoke slowly.

"Old man, if you don't wake up, your guard will have to chop me down."

When Zhu Di heard this, he knew clearly what had just happened.

Zhu Wei is an orphan, whom he adopted during the Jingnan Rebellion, and has a relatively straightforward personality.

He has followed me for many years and is loyal to me.

If I were to encounter any unexpected events, I would indeed resort to hacking people.

Zhu Di calmed himself down.

He came to Zhu Wei and patted him on the shoulder.

Said: "Go and apologize to Boss Zhuang."

Although Zhu Wei was somewhat unwilling, after all, in his opinion, protecting Zhu Di's safety was his job.

But he had to apologize to Zhuang Mu for his rude behavior.

Following orders is also part of my job.

"I'm sorry for being so rude. I hope Mr. Zhuang can forgive me."

Seeing this, Zhuang Mu waved his hand and said, "No problem."

The conflict was resolved, and Zhu Di sat back down.

Feeling anxious, he asked cautiously, "Can I continue the dream I just had?"

Looking at the old man's cautious look, Zhuang Mu knew what was going on.

It seems that the old man has been feeling depressed for many years.

“This… won’t work.”

When he heard the word "no", the old man's eyes looked very lonely and desolate.

The look of disappointment was clearly revealed.

Zhu Di looked depressed. He had already owed Zhu Biao many things and had been dreaming of redeeming his sins.

But now, not only have I failed to atone for my sins, but I have also failed to resolve my emotional issues.

Instead, it added a layer of guilt.

He felt a little regretful as to why he lost his temper with Zhu Biao at that time.

As I get older, I can no longer control my temper.

At this moment, Zhuang Mu explained.

"I can only give you a replacement tomorrow."

"Not today."

Hearing this, Zhu Di's originally dim eyes suddenly became extremely bright.

Just like the eyes of a young man full of vigor and vitality.

The tone was also somewhat happy.

"Really?"

Zhuang Mu nodded and looked at the old monk who had been watching the fun beside him.

"If you don't believe me, ask the old monk."

"I won't continue the story today because I'm afraid you'll get addicted to it and lose the ability to distinguish between reality and dreams."

The gazes from the two made it impossible for Yao Guangxiao to just watch the fun quietly.

"Boss Zhuang is right."

“You can’t experience dreams too many times in one day, otherwise it’s easy to confuse reality with dreams.”

"I used to do it every other day."

Hearing this, Zhu Di looked forward to tomorrow with hope in his heart.

Even to shorten the distance from the palace to here.

suggested.

"Boss Zhuang, why don't I just stay here today?"

"That way, you can have a drink tomorrow morning."

"As for money, how about enough?"

Yao Guangxiao was not surprised by this. Zhu Di had been fighting outside for many years, lying on the ice and snow on the battlefield, and he didn't care where he lived.

I've slept in a pigsty, let alone a tavern.

Although the pub is small, it is cozy and warm enough.

Sometimes, Zhu Di felt that the palace was too deserted, so he moved the Shangshufang to his own temple.

Although the temple is small, it is more heartwarming than the huge palace.

Zhuang Mu pondered for a long time.

Move in?
"I'm afraid that won't work."

The area of my pub is only over a hundred square meters.

Of course, that doesn't include the backyard cellar.

He himself lived on the second floor, which was very small and had only two rooms.

Their mother died early, and the two rooms were originally occupied by the father and son.

However, after my father passed away, that room became a grocery room.

I think, a high-ranking official like Zhu Di would not be used to living there.

Never thought.

Zhu Di just looked around and said, "It's okay, just move these chairs and stools away."

"I can have some bedding and blankets sent up."

"You can stay here for one night."

Anyway, there is a stove in the pub, so you won’t be cold at night.

Zhuang Mu felt helpless.

"Okay, but you have to pay for the charcoal fire tonight."

Charcoal is not cheap.

But it was cold in winter and it was really uncomfortable without charcoal fire.

Zhu Di waved his hand.

"Of course, I can give you ten times the cost of the charcoal."

Then, he looked towards Yao Guangxiao who was sitting next to him.

"Old monk, if you have nothing to do, you can stay here too."

This night is destined to be sleepless.

He still had many questions in his mind and wanted to ask Yao Guangxiao.

If I remember correctly, according to the records of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Ever since this tavern was taken over by Zhuang Mu, Yao Guangxiao came here once by chance.

He is a frequent visitor here. He may come less frequently in winter, only once every two days.

A few days ago, when the weather was not yet cold, Yao Guangxiao came almost every day.

This made Zhu Di a little curious.

What did Yao Guangxiao do?
This old friend of mine is already half buried in the ground, but his life has been complete.

There doesn't seem to be anything too regrettable.

Why do you come here every day?
"Since you invited me, I can't refuse. Let's stay."

Yao Guangxiao agreed without hesitation.

This made Zhuang Mu feel helpless.

"Old monk, why don't you ask for my opinion?"

Seeing this, Zhu Di directly stretched out two fingers and said, "I will give you double the money."

However, Zhuang Mu did not accept it this time.

"This is not a question of money. The main thing is that if you stay here, you should at least ask for my opinion as the host, right?"

"This is basic courtesy."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di didn't know how to explain for a moment.

He had never encountered such a situation before. Basically, he could decide where to go by himself.

No one else dared to disobey.

I didn't mention that I still need to ask the host's opinion.

Yao Guangxiao said with a smile.

"Then, Mr. Zhuang, can you give me a seat in the tavern so I can rest for a while?"

Having said this, Yao Guangxiao still relied on his age, looked pitiful, and spoke softly.

"Alas, the house is empty and there is no one to accompany me."

"I thought I could find comfort in you, but I never expected... Alas."

Zhuang Mu felt a little helpless, this damn sense of morality.

The old monk gave him the feeling of an old widower, with no relatives or friends, completely alone.

However, it didn't seem like the old monk was pretending.

Otherwise, how could there be no younger people to stop him from coming to the pub to drink so often at his age?

I guess he has his own difficulties too.

"Okay, okay, old monk, I really admire you."

"I still say that. I'm lending this place to you. Don't destroy it."

With permission from Zhuang Mu.

The two old guys burst into laughter.

Just like a child.

(End of this chapter)