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Emperor Sizong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian, turned his head and saw the proprietress of the pancake stand. An old woman was staring at the proprietress and said:
"When my grandson came here a few times before, he saw that although the boss was a mortal, he was full of energy and had more strength than a young man."

"I don't know what happened today. Maybe it's because I'm old. Emperor Xiaozong, please don't worry about these trivial matters."

Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang said:

"Youjian, I suddenly remembered, how bad must one's aptitude be to be unable to practice?"

"I have observed that the Ming Dynasty is comparable to a paradise, and ordinary people rarely see mortals without cultivation."

"If this happened in the ancient times... forget it, Father, please stop glaring at me. I won't say anything more."

Halfway through the conversation, Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty stopped the topic when he saw his father looking at him with a dangerous look in his eyes.

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen reprimanded:
"You rebellious son, have you stayed in the prehistoric world for too long? Have you really become a powerful person who regards all living beings as ants?"

"This is the Ming Dynasty. We are the people of the Ming Dynasty! So what if we have poor aptitude? Do we have to classify the people of the Ming Dynasty into different levels based on their aptitude?"

Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang lowered his head and said seriously:
"Father, please calm down. I know I was wrong."

However, Emperor Xianzong Zhu Jianshen was still furious and continued:

"Do you know you're wrong? If you don't change, I won't just scold you, I'll beat you up dozens of times to teach you a lesson."

"Remember, your status as an emperor is not something you can rely on to treat the people as ants!"

"Have you not heard that the ruler is the boat and the people are the water? The water can carry the boat, but it can also overturn it."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Sizong Zhu Youjian said:
"Emperor Xianzong, please don't be angry. Emperor Xiaozong also speaks without thinking."

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen looked serious and said earnestly:
"You Jian, and you, do you know what I am most afraid of?"

Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang guessed:
"The Heavenly Dao breaks out of the wildness? Overthrows the Ming Dynasty?"

This incident has always been an indelible shadow in the hearts of all emperors.

Because, to the prehistoric world, all dynasties were too fragile.

Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian whispered:
"It should be Emperor Yingzong who is back, right?"

He had seen more than once the wise and brave Emperor Xianzong facing that shameful ancestor.

That haggard, speechless look.

At this time.

When Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen saw that it was finally their turn, he took the two of them to sit at a table, picked up the sesame cake handed to him by the boss, and took a bite.

He frowned quietly, then suppressed his anger and said:

"What I fear most is that we, or rather, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, will become like those great supernatural beings, arrogant and aloof, viewing all living beings as ants."

"Just like now, those who are in trouble are basically emperors, because ordinary ministers and generals can't keep up with our pace."

"In time, when the cultivation of emperors of all dynasties has been raised to the Quasi-Saint realm or the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, the role of soldiers will be even more insignificant..."

As he spoke, a cruel world seemed to emerge before the eyes of Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen.

The emperor sits high in the sky, looking down on the past and present, his ministers are immortal, but the people... still live in precarious conditions.

That was an era even darker than when the Yuan Dynasty ruled the Central Plains.

It was so dark that Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty even thought the burnt sesame seed cake in his hand was slightly sweet...

Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang listened to his father's story, picked up the pancake, took a bite, and suddenly spit it out:

"Pfft, pfft, you old man...old sir, are you joking with the three of us?"

"Why are you trying to fool us with burnt biscuits?"

The white-haired boss came over, bowed his head slightly, and said with a thick Fengyang accent, embarrassedly:

"Don't blame me, my three guests. It's just that my eyes are blurry."

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen came back to his senses and said politely:

"It doesn't matter. Who in the world can guarantee that they will never make mistakes?"

"In fact, burnt sesame cakes also have a unique flavor." Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang took another bite with doubt, his face pale as he said:
"Pah, it tastes even worse."

When Emperor Sizong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian, heard the boss's accent, he couldn't help but ask:

"Hey, Boss, are you from Fengyang too?"

The boss wiped his hands casually on his clothes and said with a smile:
"I grew up in Fengyang when I was young. At that time, the Yuan Dynasty was in turmoil, so I left my hometown and fled."

"Our Emperor Zhu is still the best."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty and Emperor Sizong of the Ming Dynasty looked at each other and asked:

"The turbulent Yuan Dynasty? Old sir, did you follow Emperor Taizu in his uprising? Why did you end up like this? Were you persecuted by corrupt officials?"

"Boss, you two are both old, why do you still want to come out and suffer? Could it be that your children and grandchildren are unfilial?"

The boss sighed and said:

"Ah, it's because our children and grandchildren are unfilial. They dared to say behind our backs, no, in front of us, that we visited a brothel. I don't even want to go home anymore."

Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang laughed and said:
"Old man, I never thought you were still strong and healthy. You're still visiting brothels at your age?"

"Is it really like a pear tree overshadowing a crabapple tree? Hahaha."

At the end of the speech, Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang smiled particularly happily.

Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian glanced at the old woman, earning spirit stones one by one, and persuaded her:

"Boss, as the ancients said, beauty is like a knife scraping bones, it can make people lose themselves, you... must not indulge in it."

"I see that it's so hard for you to earn spirit stones. I'm afraid that if you go there once... you will have to waste several months' worth of harvest. It's not worth it."

just.

Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty, who was sitting next to him, felt that something was wrong and lowered his head to think about it.

The boss brought a chair, sat opposite the three of them, and asked:
"What do you think we should do with those unfilial descendants when we get home?"

"Give us some advice."

Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youtang, thought for a moment and said:

"Just tie him to a tree and give him a beating."

"Anyway, young guys have thick skin and tough muscles, so it won't be a problem if they get beaten up."

Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian had a different view:
"Beating is the worst option. We should appeal to their emotions, explain things to them rationally, and teach our children and grandchildren well."

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen suddenly had an idea in his mind, and he sat up in surprise and said:
"Wait……"

"buzz"

Sudden.

A faint spiritual light enveloped an area of ​​three meters in radius.

Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand to dispel the magic that concealed his face, and said with interest:
"Okay, let's listen to you for once. You Tang, you seemed to be the one laughing the happiest just now, right?"

"Choose for yourself, which tree do you want to be tied to?"

"Rumble"

When they saw the true face of this "boss", Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty and Emperor Sizong of the Ming Dynasty could not help but change their complexion and sat up in shock.

"Emperor Taizu!"

"Emperor Taizu, why are you here?"

"boom"

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen knelt on the ground and said with a wry smile:

"My grandson pays respect to Emperor Taizu."

(End of this chapter)