I open a history tutorial class in Daming

Chapter 1 Someone is coming! There is an assassin!

It was late autumn in the tenth year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty.

It is now the end of September and the weather is still cool, but in a while it will be cold.

Yingtian Prefecture, Imperial Palace, Wuying Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang was wearing an ordinary suit and asked casually while reading the memorial:
"A few days ago, I heard about that kid from the Song family, what's his name... Oh, Song Shen, he fell and blinded his eyes. We sent the imperial physician to check but there was no news. How is he?"

The eunuch standing beside him quickly replied:
"Your Majesty, the experts at the Imperial Hospital have all taken turns to see the patient. It is said that there are many cases among the people where a person suddenly became blind after a fall without any external eye injury. However, this disease is very strange. Some people recover on their own after three to five months, while others remain like this for their entire lives."

"Song Shen's condition is like this. The Imperial Hospital reported back that he can only rest and recuperate. Whether he can recover depends entirely on fate."

Zhu Yuanzhang paused as he was writing the corrections.

Song Shen is only 25 years old this year. He is the eldest grandson of the great scholar Song Lian and the only son of the third generation in his family. Before the accident, Song Shen worked in the ritual class. Although he was not a high-ranking official, his family had a deep academic background and was close to the Eastern Palace. If he worked hard, he might make a lot of progress in the future.

His grandfather Song Lian was already 67 years old. He had begged to retire and return home a few years ago, but Zhu Yuanzhang still had many places for him to be used, so he had delayed it until now.

Now that his eldest grandson was in trouble, Song Lian no longer had the heart to stay in the palace to teach, and he resigned with an extremely firm attitude. However, due to Song Shen's health, he would not return home for the time being and would stay in Yingtian Prefecture for a few more months.

When Zhu Yuanzhang thought of these things, he felt a headache.

With Song Lian gone, there will be more problems in the court in the future. Fortunately, he just resigned and has not left yet...

Although it was a bit unfair, he still felt that Song Shen's blindness was just right and a stroke of genius.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Yuanzhang put down his pen and instructed the eunuch:
"Go to the library and find some good supplements, especially those that are good for the eyes, and send them to the Song family. Tell them that we gave them to Song Shen. Tell him to take good care of his health and keep the job in the palace for him. Don't worry too much. Also comfort his grandfather. He should be more relaxed when he is old. He has been with us for so many years, and we will take good care of his family."

The eunuch agreed respectfully and left.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the other palace servants around him and said:

"Show off in Kunning Palace."

Not long after.

The imperial carriage arrived at Kunning Palace in a grand manner.

This is the Queen's residence. Queen Ma usually lives here. As her health is getting worse, she rarely goes out now. If Zhu Yuanzhang wants to see her, he will not summon her, but will go there himself.

As soon as they arrived at the place, Zhu Yuanzhang hadn't arrived yet, but they started shouting loudly.

"Sister, sister, we haven't eaten yet, why didn't you send someone to call us over?"

Empress Ma was sitting there doing needlework and was almost pricked by his shouting.

She glared at her husband with dissatisfaction:
"Keep your voice down! You're already old, why don't you be more steady?"

Seeing that his wife was about to start nagging him, Zhu Yuanzhang made a prompt decision, turned around and glared at all the palace servants present.

He was filled with murderous intent and displayed a domineering aura.

The palace servants all turned their heads in unison, knowing the rules very well. Without even having time to salute, they turned around and ran away in small steps, not daring to stay for a moment longer.

Nonsense, how can these slaves watch His Majesty being twisted on the ears by the Empress? !

After everyone had left, Zhu Yuanzhang sat down next to Empress Ma with a smile and a flattering face, and started laughing.

"Sister, why are you angry? Aren't we always loud?"

"Hey, let me tell you something new. The grandson of Song Lian, named Song Shen, fell down a few days ago and became blind. The imperial physician went to see him and said that there was no cure and that we could only wait. You say, it's strange that he broke his eyes after falling on his head!"

Empress Ma's eyebrows were already frowned, and when she heard this, her eyebrows raised even more and she glared at Zhu Yuanzhang fiercely.

"Song Shen is the only grandson of the Song family, the eldest grandson. You should be more polite! If someone says this about your grandson, you will rush over and kill all the relatives of that person."

Seeing that his joke had the opposite effect, Zhu Yuanzhang touched his nose in dismay and dared not try to ease the atmosphere anymore.

A strange and stiff voice suddenly appeared in his ears during the awkward moment. [Ding! Congratulations, Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, you are lucky enough to have obtained the qualification to study in this history tutoring class.]

[You have one minute to consider and can choose to receive or reject. If you do not reply, it will be accepted by default. ]

Zhu Yuanzhang was unable to react at all, but the bravery he had gained from fighting in mountains of corpses and seas of blood for many years gave him the muscle to react to the unknown.

He suddenly stood up, protected his wife behind him, his whole body tense, and looked around, trying to find something wrong.

"Who, who is playing tricks?"

There was no other reaction except a loud shout. The Empress Ma, who was being protected, was frightened to death.

Queen Ma pushed her husband hard and said in a worried voice:

"Zhongba, are you okay? There's no one here. What did you see?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard her say this, he became even more alert.

Could it be that I was the only one who heard that voice?
I could clearly understand what the other person said word for word, but when they were put together I had no idea what they meant.

How strange!

He whispered:

"Don't move. Something strange just happened. Wait a minute. Let's see what's going on first."

After a brief silence.

Without any warning, it just happened in a flash!
Zhu Yuanzhang disappeared out of thin air in front of Empress Ma.

Queen Ma stared blankly at the palm of her hand - just now, she was holding her husband's clothes tightly, but now it was empty.

After a few breaths, the Queen Mother, who was always gentle and calm and the mother of the country, let out a sharp roar.

"Someone, someone! There's an assassin!!!"

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The other end.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was inexplicably pulled into a strange space, was observing his surroundings vigilantly.

He was now in a large room.

There are all kinds of tables, chairs and benches here, but the styles are quite strange. The tables and chairs around are arranged in a stepped shape, with a large black board and a counter in the front.

But what shocked Zhu Yuanzhang the most was that he was not the only one in the room.

"Biao'er? Why are you here too?!"

He rushed down the stairs quickly, walked to the bottom, and shouted at the top of his voice:
"How did you get in!"

That’s right, the current emperor and the crown prince are both here!

If either of them were missing it would be a big deal, but now both father and son are missing, you can tell with your ass that things must be in chaos out there!

Zhu Biao also looked confused:
"I don't know, Dad. I just heard a voice saying something and I thought I heard it wrong. But after a while, I came here inexplicably... Is it the same for you?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked and angry, and was extremely anxious. He only regretted that he did not carry a sword with him after becoming emperor, and he had no sense of security at all.

Just now.

A sound like a huge bell came from all directions.

"Hello, students. I am your history teacher, Song Shen. Please be patient. The class will begin soon."

(End of this chapter)