When the emperor comes to modern times, history collapses!

In the stands.

The two Zhu Gaochi sat together, looking like two balls, eating snacks and watching the game.

The relationship between Wanchao Zhu Di and Yongle Zhu Di was not so harmonious.

Normally they were arm in arm with each other, but now they were mocking each other.

"Hahahaha, look at your level, it's a mess! Your team has no rules at all, they just rely on brute force to rush around blindly, it's really laughable! Yes, even you are just trying to make a living under me, you guys in Yongle Ming Dynasty have to work harder and practice well, take advantage of this game to learn well!" Wan Chao Zhu Di folded his hands on his chest and sneered with contempt.

Upon hearing this, Yongle Zhu Di's face instantly turned gloomy and he roared in anger, "Asshole, you have no respect for your elders! You are just lucky to have met Xiao Zhu early on. If I had risen earlier than you, I wouldn't have the right to be so arrogant here!"

Speaking of this, Yongle Zhu Di was very depressed.

It's obviously the same person.

I am older and have more experience.

It is because he showed up late that he is now just a general of the Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Dynasties. According to the new title, he is only a staff officer of the Yongle Army, not even a commander.

Under Zhu Di, the commander-in-chief of the Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Dynasties.

If it had been a few years earlier, that position would have been mine.

"Hmph, stop making excuses for yourself! Ability! It all comes down to a question of ability!" Wan Chao Zhu Di retorted mercilessly.

"Nonsense! I've already inquired about it. When the Ten Thousand Dynasties Coalition was first established, the other emperors were all busy governing state affairs and had no time to take care of other things. It was you who were idle all day long and did not do your job. You grabbed the throne and did not do anything as an emperor! By the way, how many times have you sat on the dragon throne of the Jianwen Ming Dynasty? I'm afraid you don't even know which palace you hold court in!" Yongle Zhu Di retorted.

"Tsk, you talk as if you stay in the palace and attend court obediently every day. Don't you run out all day and fight everywhere? But what's the result? In the first battle, you fought like a headless fly, and in the end you returned empty-handed, without getting anything!" Wan Chao Zhu Di hit back unyieldingly.

"Your Ming Dynasty is Jianwen. Humph, I am the Yongle Emperor Zhu Di! Back then, I was able to overthrow Emperor Jianwen and ascend the throne. Now, on this small court, I am still confident that I can knock you, Jianwen, to the ground!"

When he said this, Lao Zhu, who was sitting next to him, was so angry that veins popped out of his head and he shouted angrily: "Both of you shut up!"

Wude Li Yuan laughed and said slowly: "Old Zhu, yelling alone won't solve the problem. You have to educate them and tell them to unite. After all, brothers should support each other and work together. Even when facing another self, we must remain united."

Hearing this, before Zhu Yuanzhang responded, Yang Guang could not help but laugh at him: "Haha, Grandma Li, you still dare to say that. With your education level, you still dare to teach others? I heard that the Xuanwu Gate on your side has been damaged in some places due to the last change, and it is in urgent need of repair. How about this, I will kindly pay to help you repair it, so that the next time there is a Xuanwu Gate Incident, the wall and gate will collapse and ruin the show."

With such a mockery, Wude Li Yuan's face instantly turned black, and he glared at Zhenguan Li Shimin on the side: "Look at what you have done."

Turning back to Yang Guang, he smiled and said, "My cousin, you won't have to worry about that. But I see that you look pale, empty-handed, and listless. Have you been indulging yourself too much recently? Do you need me to ask the great doctor Sun Simiao to prescribe some good tonic medicine for you?"

Ever since Yang Jian appeared, Li Yuan seemed to have returned to his childhood in an instant.

At that time, he was often bullied by Yang Guang, and his uncle Yang Jian always severely reprimanded Yang Guang. Recalling the past, Li Yuan couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in his heart.

When Yang Guang heard that Li Yuan dared to tease him so boldly, he was slightly stunned, and a strong murderous intent instantly surged in his heart.

With a gloomy face, he gnashed his teeth and said, "Okay! You, the ignorant old lady Li, are so bold now that you don't even take me seriously! Tomorrow, I will let another Li Yuan and Lady Dou show off their affection in front of you, and watch Lady Dou snuggle in the arms of another man!"

Zhu Ming, who was standing by, could no longer hold back his thoughts after hearing this, and blurted out, "It suddenly dawned on me that this was your real intention in leaving Daye Li Yuan behind, just so that you could severely humiliate him right now!"

Wude Li Yuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Yang Guang to dare to do this. A picture appeared in his mind, where his first wife Dou threw herself into the arms of another man. Although that person had the same DNA as him, she was not him: "You are awesome!"

The atmosphere on the court was extremely tense, as the players from the Jianwen Ming Dynasty and the Yongle Ming Dynasty were engaged in an extremely fierce competition.

Normally, the relationship between the two dynasties was close, like that of brothers, with deep and unwavering friendship; after all, they were only more than ten years apart, and many people could find familiar figures in each other's dynasties.

There are also rumors that some widowed women of the Yongle Ming Dynasty applied, eager to go to the Jianwen Ming Dynasty and return to their young husbands.

But on this green football field, players from both sides showed no mercy.

The intensity of this match was even higher than when Dalong faced Hongwu. The battle was thrilling and eye-catching.

A corner of the court.

The Jianwen player in the red jersey looked angrily at the Yongle player in the black jersey on the opposite side.

"Second brother, I buy you delicious food every day, but you actually secretly attacked me!"

The two are actually brothers.

"Humph, you are worthy of being the eldest brother. A few years ago, you occupied my share of the family property and kicked me out. If you dare to touch the ball today, I, Erniu, will kick your dog legs and break them."

In the stands, the sun shone on Zhu Ming, who was watching the intense game below with full concentration and interest.

At this moment, a mysterious and abrupt reminder sounded in his mind: "A guest from the Yuan Dynasty is coming, please go and greet him."

This sudden news surprised Zhu Ming. All other great unified dynasties in feudal society had appeared before, but the Yuan Dynasty had never appeared.

Who could have expected that they would show up unexpectedly at this moment?

Zhu Ming thought to himself, "You can only blame me for coming at the wrong time. This wonderful football match will only last two hours. Just wait for now."

Thinking of this, Zhu Ming put the matter behind him, turned his attention back to the green field, and continued to watch the game attentively.

At the same time, two screams suddenly sounded in a warehouse in the Happy Farm field.

"Hey, what happened? Why did the sky suddenly become so dark?" one of them asked with a slightly trembling voice.

The other person quickly protected the former and nervously reminded him, "Your Majesty, be careful. As the saying goes, when something is out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on."

The man called His Majesty took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and ordered, "Come here, light the candle for me quickly."

Time passed by minute by minute, and the surroundings were still pitch dark.

The emperor finally couldn't hold back his anger and shouted, "How dare you! I ordered you to light the candles, why are you still not doing anything? Where are all the people?"

However, aside from his own angry roar echoing through the warehouse, there was no other sound in response.

"Hama, go and urge them, and by the way, find out who is on duty tonight. How dare they neglect Your Majesty like this? Once you find out, drag him out and behead him immediately!" His Majesty's tone became increasingly severe.

"The minister obeys the order."

Hama responded respectfully, and then began to move forward cautiously. He stretched out his hands and fumbled in the air, trying to find a path to the door.

It was pitch black all around, as if being swallowed by endless darkness, making people feel an inexplicable fear and uneasiness.

Hama groped his way forward, step by step, and was extremely cautious with each step, for fear of accidentally bumping into something or falling to the ground.

"what!"

When Hama's hand touched the wall, a trace of doubt suddenly arose in his heart - the touch of this wall seemed to be different from the walls of other rooms in the palace.

With this doubt, Hama walked slowly along the wall, feeling the surface carefully.

As I walked, I finally touched a tightly closed door.

Hama pushed hard, but found that the door didn't move at all, obviously it was locked tightly.

Although I don’t know where this place is, it is definitely not the imperial study.

Even the doors are different.

Hama's heart sank, and he trembled as he shouted, "Your Majesty!"

"You're back, why haven't you turned on the lights yet?"

Hearing this, Hama quickly responded: "Your Majesty, this doesn't seem to be the imperial study."

"Are you kidding me?" The emperor's voice was full of surprise and anger.

As time went by, the two gradually adapted to the darkness and environment around them, and could barely see the outlines of some objects.

"Strange, what on earth is this place?"

His Majesty looked at the unfamiliar scene around him and muttered to himself.

Hama hurriedly stepped forward, stood in front of the emperor, and said in a low voice: "I am not sure either. Your Majesty, be careful. This matter may be related to the White Lotus Sect."

When the emperor heard this, his expression suddenly became serious: "I heard that a man named Zhu Yuanzhang has been stirring up trouble in the Jianghuai area recently. Is this true?"

Hama bowed slightly respectfully, with a flattering look on his face, and answered carefully: "Your Majesty, this man was formerly called Zhu Chongba. He used to be a monk and begged for a living. If he hadn't attached himself to Guo Zixing later, he probably wouldn't have made a name for himself. But now Guo Zixing is no longer alive. This man has no knowledge and cultural background, so it's really not worth our worrying about him. In comparison, Han Lin'er, who calls himself the Little Ming King, is the real threat to the court!"

After hearing this, the emperor showed disdain on his face and sneered, "Humph, he turned out to be just a beggar. I thought he was from a famous family! He even dared to change his name to Zhu Yuanzhang. He is really brave. When I catch him in front of me one day, I will chop him into pieces and feed him to the pigs!"

Hama quickly responded: "Your Majesty, I will obey your will!"

Hama stood at the door, planning to quietly open the door and slip away.

I looked at the door left and right, and pondered for a long time, but I still couldn't figure out how to open the door.

In desperation, he turned around and reported to the emperor: "Your Majesty, this door is so exquisitely designed that I am afraid I am powerless and unable to open it."

The emperor frowned when he saw this, and after thinking for a moment, he looked around and said, "My dear, how about..."

Another time and space, the Hongwu Ming Dynasty.

The competition is still going on fiercely.

On the field, several players from both teams were carried off on stretchers due to exhaustion.

But the new players showed no sign of weakness and quickly took over the baton, continuing to maintain the tense and explosive rhythm.

In the stands, there were two Zhu Gaochis watching the game calmly. Football was obviously not as attractive to Zhu Gaochi as snacks.

The two Zhu Dis had already fallen into a state of frenzy and had completely turned into crazy fans, waving their arms constantly and cheering for the team they supported.

With a sharp and loud whistle, the game ended.

The score between the two sides was fixed at 3 to 3, and this fierce contest ended in a draw.

"I'm so angry, it's just a draw, just a pitiful one point!" One of the Zhu Dis was furious, his face flushed, veins popping out on his forehead, as if he was about to spit fire. He stared at his equally angry counterpart across from him with wide eyes.

"Damn it, I'm even more angry! How could a mere Jianwen deserve to tie with me, Yongle? Back then, I led only 800 elite soldiers and successfully overthrew that Jianwen. Now, this match of eleven against eleven people ends in a tie. It's so unlucky!" The other Zhu Di showed no sign of weakness. He put his hands on his hips and shouted at the top of his voice.

Before he finished speaking, the two of them were like fighting cocks, refusing to give in to each other and were on the verge of a fight. "Don't agree? Let's have a one-on-one fight to see who is stronger!" One of them waved his fist provocatively.

"That's exactly what I want! We must decide who's the better today!" The other Zhu Di was also furious and accepted the challenge without hesitation.

The two of them actually wrestled with each other right in the stands, punching and kicking each other, it was quite a lively scene.

"Haha, I didn't expect to see another match. I bet on Wan Chao Zhu Di to win. After all, he is younger." The First Emperor immediately took out a piece of jade and placed it on the table.

"I think Yongle Zhu Di will win. The older you get, the more powerful you become!" Emperor Wu of Han put the ring on the table.

Others placed their bets.

Zhu Qiyu hesitated for a moment, took out a piece of beautiful jade and placed it on the table.

Old Zhu standing by couldn't stand it any longer. He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He felt that his face was completely disgraced by his two good-for-nothing sons. "Stop it, you bastards! You two are disgraced, get out of here right now!"

Old Zhu roared, his voice was deafening, like a thunderclap out of nowhere.

He quickly took off his shoes and slapped the two fighting Zhu Dis hard.

Zhu Biao saw that the situation was not good, so he hurried forward and grabbed the emotional old Zhu, and gently comforted him: "Father, calm down and don't get angry. I will persuade them both later and let them know their mistakes."

"I'm so pissed off! Look at the behavior of you. You're so grown up, but you're still as naughty and ignorant as when you were a kid! If the two of them could be one-tenth as steady as Biao'er, we wouldn't have to worry so much!" Old Zhu was still furious and was still complaining indignantly.

"Haha, I won!"

Zhu Ming laughed loudly, and before the crowd could react, he immediately put the jade ring and other things on the table into his pocket. (End of this chapter)