I was pulling trees in Daming, and Lao Zhu begged me to come out of retirement

Chapter 66: The Strange Vision When I Was Born

Old Sun spat out a mouthful of tea and almost spit it onto Zhu Yuanzhang.

A sly look flashed across Zhu Chongba's honest face: "Sir, please be polite."

Old Sun's face turned black.
Fuck you, you suddenly come to me and tell me that you are going to be the emperor. It would be strange if I didn’t scold you.

Although Old Sun had been mentally prepared to a certain extent, he still felt scared when the situation really came to light.

Old Sun put down his teacup and asked Zhu Chongba curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Because during this period of time, Taoyuan Township has been promoting the concept of equality for all and serving the people.
So Old Sun was not too afraid of Zhu Yuanzhang, the militia captain.

On the contrary, because of Old Sun's literacy level, he gained good prestige in the classroom.

At this time, he had returned to his old job and replaced his third sister to continue the literacy work in Taoyuan Village.

Therefore, his status in Taoyuan Village is still very high.

Heaven, Earth, the Emperor, Parents and Teachers; once a teacher, always a father; these are still highly respected by the people.

Therefore, Zhu Chongba did not care about Old Sun's complaints.
He proudly placed "Things about the Ming Dynasty" in front of Old Sun.

Old Sun pushed the reading glasses that Tianyu had specially bought for him, squinted his eyes and muttered:

"Those things about the Ming Dynasty? What dynasty was the Ming Dynasty? Which foreign country?"

Zhu Chongba smiled crookedly: "The Ming Dynasty is the court we established!"

Old Sun rolled his eyes.

I used my finger to spit and crushed the cover of the book.
An extremely ugly abstract painting of Zhu Yuanzhang with a table attached caught their eyes.

Old Sun glanced at Zhu Chongba and said with a smile: "Is this you?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned a little dark. Which bastard had painted himself like this?

Old Sun: "Zhu Yuanzhang...also known as Zhu Chongba, Zhu Guorui,..."

Zhu Chongba's eyes lit up: "Zhu Chongba! It really is me, hahahaha, is this my autobiography?"

Old Sun glanced at Zhu Chongba and continued reading: "Gender... nationality... occupation... emperor? Origin... poor peasant? At least three generations?"

Zhu Chongba patted his chest proudly and said, "More than three generations! We have been poor for eight generations!"

The corners of Old Sun's mouth twitched twice.
Is this something worth bragging about? How could I not know this? I have never said anything in my eight generations of humble origins.

Old Sun shook his head and continued to recite: "Motto... What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine..."

Zhu Chongba immediately retorted loudly, "Bah! This is slander! I am not such a selfish person. Ask around, who wouldn't say that I, Zhu Chongba, am a man of honor?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was just 18 years old at this time. He had not even experienced the hardships of his begging days. Now he was at a passionate age and did not believe that he was a selfish and ruthless person who almost killed all his old brothers.

Old Sun did not refute this, because Zhu Yuanzhang did show a kind of charisma that made people feel favorable, which is a natural personal charm that a protagonist must have.

But Old Sun glanced at Zhu Chongba and said with a smile: "Didn't you say that this is the wordless heavenly book given to you by the gods? Is there anything wrong with the heavenly book?"

Zhu Chongba choked and muttered, "The Heavenly Book was not written by the Earth God... This must be a smear campaign by Dangnian Mingyue."

Old Sun rolled his eyes and looked at the words on the extremely ugly abstract picture and continued to read:

"Shepherding cattle from 1328 to 1344... What kind of calendar is this 1328? I do remember the years you shepherded cattle. It seems that you have been herding cattle until last year?"

Zhu Chongba touched his bald head and nodded, laughing a little embarrassedly: "That's right, I was indeed herding cattle before I met the God of Land."

Old Sun stroked his beard and said, "That should be it. According to what you said, 1344 is last year, the fourth year of Zhizheng."

"From the fourth year of Zhizheng to the seventh year of Zhizheng, you were begging for food, and from the seventh year of Zhizheng to the twelfth year of Zhizheng, you were ringing the bell..."

Zhu Chongba frowned.

"No, wait a minute, how come we are all monks, begging for food and ringing the bell? We have just wasted our time in the temple for the past eight years." Old Sun spread his hands: "I didn't say that, it's written in the book."

Zhu Chongba reluctantly signaled Old Sun to continue reading.

I thought that if I raised my arms and shouted, elite soldiers and generals would swarm in to overthrow the tyranny of the Yuan Tartars, but you told me that I had been a beggar for eight years.

My passionate heart suddenly felt like it was extinguished.

Old Sun rolled his eyes at Zhu Chongba and continued reading: "He rebelled from the 28th year of Zhizheng to the th year of Zhizheng, became emperor from the th year of Zhizheng to the th year of Zhizheng, and died in the th year of Zhizheng."

Old Sun stuck out his tongue and made a dead ball gesture.

Zhu Yuanzhang shivered all over and a chill rushed to his scalp.

"Did we die in the fifty-eighth year of the Zhizheng reign?"

Old Sun nodded:

"It's said to be 1398, which means it's the 58th year of Zhizheng."

Zhu Chongba counted with his fingers in melancholy: "I am 18 now, the fifth year of Zhizheng, the fifty-eighth year of Zhizheng..."

Old Sun rolled his eyes.

"71, 70, you are considered long-lived."

Zhu Chongba nodded.

"Oh, that's right."

In ancient times, the average age of 50 was considered very good. Natural disasters, man-made calamities, negative influences, and accumulated injuries would all affect people. If one lived past , one would be considered to have lived a long life.

60 is a big birthday, the sixtieth birthday.

But Zhu Chongba felt very unhappy at this time.

Because his goal has changed from becoming an emperor to becoming a god.

Originally in history, Zhu Yuanzhang had prayed to all the gods but to no avail, so he hated those gods who watched him die without saving him.

Now Zhu Chongba met a 'goddess' at the most desperate moment...

This made his dream of becoming an emperor rise directly to that of a god...

Old Sun turned a page and asked, "Were there any strange signs when you were born?"

Zhu Chongba was stunned: "Vision? What is that?"

Old Sun: "There's wind and rain, there's fragrance, there's stars in the sky, and so on."

Zhu Chongba looked at Old Sun as if he were a mentally retarded person.
"We are not monsters, there is no need for fancy things."

Old Sun narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Just tell me, why didn't I remember running to put out the fire or anything like that."

Zhu Chongba was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Old Sun pointed to the beginning of the first page and laughed, "This book says that when you were born, the ground was full of red light, and strange lights appeared in your house at night. Everyone thought your house was on fire, so they all came to put out the fire."

Zhu Chongba: “…”

"I thought about it and I remember that when I was born, the sky was indeed full of red light. At that time, my father's eyes were almost blinded. Later, a lightning bolt turned into a dragon and took away my magical power."

Old Sun looked at Zhu Chongba expressionlessly.
The look in his eyes, as if he was looking at an idiot, made Zhu Chongba feel extremely uncomfortable.

Old Sun: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

You can remember things since you were born? Pah.

　Something happened at home, so I wrote this on my phone in the hospital. I didn't have time to check for mistakes. If you see any, please correct them. I'll see if I can finish another chapter. If not, I'll write it during the day.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)