My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

"No... old man, what's going on?"

Zhu Gaoxu's mind went completely blank. He pointed at Zhu Biao and then at the boxes.

"Didn't Uncle already... and where is this place? You sent us here in such a hurry just to see... see Uncle? Then why do you need us to move all this stuff?"

Zhu Di looked at his three bewildered sons and grandson, then at Zhu Biao who remained silent with a smile, and Chen Mo who was watching the commotion, and felt utterly exhausted.

He waved his hand impatiently: "Why ask so many questions! I sent you here to move things, not to ask all sorts of questions!"

After saying that, he pointed to the boxes containing walkie-talkies on the ground and gave an impatient order.

"Stop standing there! Hurry up and move all these boxes back to the manor!"

"Watch your step, or I'll skin you alive!"

Although Zhu Gaoxu was full of questions, his fear of Zhu Di was ingrained in his bones.

Upon hearing this, he instinctively bent down to move the boxes, muttering to himself under his breath.

"So mysterious... What's the point of moving all this junk..."

"What good is it?"

Zhu Di's eyes widened.

"This thing would be a devastating weapon if used in the military."

"If I had this during the last Northern Expedition, wouldn't those Oirat Mongols have been screaming in terror?"

"So what exactly is this thing?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaosui picked up a piece and fiddled with it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

Seeing this, Chen Mo stepped forward, installed the battery, and picked up another battery that already had one installed.

"See this red button? Press it, then speak into this small hole!"

Zhu Gaosui approached the walkie-talkie with some skepticism, hesitated for a moment, and then blurted out a sentence.

"...Feed? Is anyone there?"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, his voice came through clearly from the walkie-talkie in Chen Mo's hand.

"Hey? Is anyone there?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet hotel lobby.

Zhu Gaosui: !!!

"Is this... demonic magic?"

"What kind of sorcery is this? This is science!"

Chen Mo was both amused and exasperated. He brought the walkie-talkie to his mouth again and pressed the call button.

"Gao Sui, can you hear me? Is my voice clear?"

Chen Mo's clear voice came through the walkie-talkie in Zhu Gaosui's hand.

At this point, Zhu Gaoxu, who had been standing aside watching the commotion, could no longer stay still.

He put the box down, rushed over, and snatched the walkie-talkie from Zhu Gaosui's hand.

"You can really hear me?! I...I'll give it a try!"

Seeing this, Chen Mo handed the walkie-talkie in his hand to Zhu Gaosui.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at Zhu Gaosui, then at the walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Third brother, go outside. If you come in, run far away."

Zhu Gaosui's lips twitched, but he still obediently ran outside.

A short while later, Zhu Gaoxu picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke in his loud voice again.

"Third brother! Make a sound if you hear me!"

The walkie-talkie didn't respond, and Zhu Gaoxu frowned.

"Hey! Third brother! Zhu Gaosui! Are you fucking dead? Answer me!"

The walkie-talkie still didn't respond.

Zhu Gaoxu got impatient and yelled into the walkie-talkie again.

"Zhu Gaosui! If you don't say something, I'll beat you up when we get back to the barracks!"

Finally, Zhu Gaosui's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"I heard it! I heard it! They're running outside!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu went outside and saw Zhu Gaosui, who had already run far away, and burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! That's awesome! That's fucking awesome!"

After saying that, he looked at the walkie-talkie as if he had obtained some priceless treasure, turning it over and over to examine it, unable to put it down.

"A treasure! This is a real treasure! If used on the battlefield, military orders could be delivered in an instant! There would be no need for messengers to run themselves ragged!"

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"

He suddenly looked up, his eyes fixed intently on Zhu Di, and shouted excitedly.

"Dad! This thing...this amazing artifact! We have to get more of it!"

"With this, our Ming army will be even more formidable!"

Zhu Di snorted at his second son's useless appearance, but his eyes couldn't hide his pride and satisfaction.

"Now you know it's good stuff? Didn't you just say it wasn't as reliable as grain?"

Zhu Gaoxu wasn't embarrassed by his father's rebuke; he just chuckled and rubbed his hands together.

"It's my son's fault for being so blind! So blind!"

"Father, you are wise!"

Zhu Zhanji watched with great excitement, his face flushed with elation.

"I want to try it too!"

"I'll let you try it when we get back! Second brother, tell the third brother to come back and bring all of these back for me."

The three Zhu brothers moved quickly, and in no time they had moved almost everything.

"Alright! Keep these last few boxes!"

Zhu Di pondered for a moment, then pointed to the last few boxes.

"Why?!"

Zhu Gaoxu became anxious when he saw that Zhu Di wanted to keep some more.

"Dad! We definitely want more of these useful things!"

"Why keep some? And for whom?"

Zhu Gaoxu looked arrogant.

"Dad, tell me! I'll go and have a word with him, and make him hand over the stuff willingly!"

"I refuse to believe anyone would try to steal anything from my Zhu family!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Fine! That's for my dad! Go argue with him about it!"

Zhu Gaoxu was stunned for a moment, then his face turned green.

He chuckled awkwardly and laughed it off.

"Oh, it was meant for Grandpa! Oh well, never mind then!"

……

Soon, the three Zhu brothers finished moving in.

"Alright, then Manager Chen, I'll head back now."

Zhu Di smiled at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo pondered for a moment.

"Wait a mininute."

After saying that, Chen Mo went into the room and came out again carrying two boxes.

"This is?"

Zhu Di raised an eyebrow as he looked at the box Chen Mo had taken out.

"This is a mobile phone, which is also one of the most commonly used things by modern people."

Chen Mo opened a box, took out a phone, and operated it in front of Zhu Di and Zhu Biao.

Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Gaosui, and young Zhu Zhanji also came over to watch the excitement.

When they saw the screen light up, their eyes couldn't help but light up, as if they had seen something extremely novel.

"This device can be used not only for making calls and chatting, but also for reading."

"read?"

Everyone was taken aback.

Zhu Gaoxu glanced at his phone, a look of confusion on his face.

"This little gadget can be used to read books?"

"That's right, it covers everything from the Four Books and Five Classics to agriculture, sericulture, and industry; from military strategy to medical texts and prescriptions; it even includes history!"

As he spoke, Chen Mo opened a certain novel by Xihuang Shi.

Next second,

My father, the Yongle Emperor, offered advice on the Jingnan Campaign at the outset.

The air froze instantly.

Zhu Di: !!!

Zhu Biao: (⊙ˍ⊙)

Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Gaosui, Zhu Zhanji: Σ(っ°Д °;)っ

The Zhu family members all turned their gazes toward Chen Mo.

Is this the history you're talking about?

"Hahaha! It's probably someone else's novel!"

Chen Mo's hand froze in mid-air. He chuckled at the group and quickly refreshed the page.

The next second

I, Zhu Gaochi, have a dream of becoming emperor.

Zhu Gaoxu: !!!

Zhu Di: ? ? ?

Zhu Zhanji: ? ? ?