When the emperor comes to modern times, history collapses!

As night falls and the lights come on, dinner time arrives quietly.

At the dining table, except for the two female emperors Ying Yinman and Wu Zetian, the other emperors still sat together, clinking glasses and making the place very lively.

If you fail on the court, you have to make it up at the wine table.

Old Zhu winked at several Ming emperors and vowed to get all the emperors of other dynasties drunk.

Drink until the sky is dark and the sun and moon are dim.

Basically lying on the table.

Zhu Ming's physique was amazing, but even so, he felt a little drunk at this moment.

With slightly hazy drunken eyes, he staggered to his feet, left the dining table, and walked back to his luxurious villa.

After a simple wash, Zhu Ming scratched his scalp and kept mumbling, "I feel like I forgot something... Never mind, I'll think about it when I wake up tomorrow."

As he was talking, he fell headfirst onto the bed and fell asleep instantly.

From a warehouse in the field, a gurgling sound could be heard from time to time.

The two people locked inside were starving to death.

One of them shouted angrily, "Who on earth locked us up here? Even if we are not allowed to be free, at least we should have food to eat! Do you really want to watch me starve to death? Hama, hurry up and urge the people outside to send us some food!"

Hearing this, Hama resisted the hunger in his stomach and staggered to the door. He then slammed the door with all his strength and shouted at the top of his voice: "Help! Is there anyone here? If you don't bring food over, someone will die!"

However, his cries fell on deaf ears and received no response at all.

In fact, this is no wonder. Zhu Ming spent a lot of money to transform the pavilions into warehouses. Not only did he choose the most sturdy and durable materials to make these warehouses as solid as rocks, but also their sound insulation effect is first-class. Even if someone shouts at the top of his lungs, the outside world will hardly notice it.

What's more, it was late at night and there was no one around.

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the window onto Zhu Ming's face, waking him from his deep sleep.

Zhu Ming rubbed his sleepy eyes, slowly got up from the bed, and after a quick wash, he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and took a look at it.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something important, he slapped his forehead and said, "Oh my, I almost forgot about today's game!" Before he finished speaking, he flashed and disappeared in the villa in an instant.

After that, Zhu Ming kept watching the game on the court.

Every game is like a feast of vision and passion.

The players on the field ran, passed the ball, and shot, and every move touched the hearts of the audience.

The tactical system is a bit immature, but the team plays quite aggressively.

You can't see any fake falls at all, they are all real falls.

When he falls to the ground, he doesn't do anything exaggerated, he just gets up and starts working.

It has a unique flavor.

When the last game of the day came to an end, Lao Zhu had already asked people to prepare delicious food.

The table was filled with a variety of delicious dishes, the aroma was so fragrant that it made people salivate.

Zhu Ming ate with relish, enjoying the satisfaction brought by these unique delicacies.

After eating and drinking, Zhu Ming hurried back to his villa.

He completely forgot that there were two people imprisoned in the warehouse. After a quick wash, he fell headfirst onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Just like that, time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was already the night when the third day of competition ended.

That night, the emperors gathered together as usual.

Emperor Jing Kang Zhao Dezhao looked depressed, shook his head and sighed, "What a pity, Gao Qiu is gone. Otherwise, if Gao Qiu was here today, he would have been able to guarantee a point!"

Hearing this, Tian Ce Emperor Li Shimin couldn't help but ask curiously: "Gao Qiu? Who is this person? Just hearing the name, I think his football skills must be extraordinary."

Zhu Ming nodded and responded, "I'm not sure about the official history, but in Water Margin, Gao Qiu's football skills are indeed first-rate. However, Cuju is a little different from the football we see today. Take the games in the past few days for example, those so-called technical players are not popular here. If you want to achieve good results on the field, you must not only have excellent football skills, but more importantly, you must have strong physical fitness and be able to fight and resist. Otherwise, I'm afraid even the midfield will find it difficult to hold up."

After having eaten and drunk their fill, the three Empresses Xiao came slowly and went straight to Yang Guang's side.

Everyone looked at this scene, all filled with envy.

"Old Yang, you really need to exercise some restraint."

"You are not young anymore. In history, you managed to survive until the 14th year of Daye. In your current state, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult for you to survive."

"If it doesn't work, you should study history. It will at least help you live two more years."

"Sister Dugu, you have to control yourself. You are the representative of monogamy."

Empress Dugu glared at Yang Guang in front of her, feeling helpless.

If Yang Guang dared to bring three different women with him to the appointment, Empress Dugu would definitely attack him without hesitation and beat him up severely.

However, the fact that three Empress Xiaos appeared at the same time was a rather special situation.

They were all Yang Guang's queens, but they came from different eras.

We can't let Yang Guang divorce the other two.

"Look at the wonderful son you gave birth to!"

Empress Dugu stepped hard on Yang Jian.

Yang Guang snorted disdainfully and responded: "Look at you guys, all of you have expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred. If you have the ability, go to another era to look for it yourself."

After saying this, Lao Yang's face was filled with an uncontrollable look of pride, and he even raised his head high on purpose, as if to say, don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend.

Wude Li Yuan, who was standing aside, saw all this and couldn't help but feel a complicated emotion in his heart.

He just shook his head slowly, then sighed deeply, and said with deep emotion: "Alas! Forget it, for me, even if I see it, what does it matter? In the end, I still can't get it. This feeling of not being able to see it is really an indescribable great pain."

Recalling what happened yesterday, Yang Guang brought Daye Li Yuan and Dou Shi to Wude Li Yuan with great fanfare.

Daye Li Yuan obviously received instructions and showed his affection in front of Wude Li Yuan without any reservation.

What's even more outrageous is that just before they started showing their affection, Dou even walked up to Wude Li Yuan, gently tidied up his slightly messy clothes, and said to him in a soft voice: "Master, you have lost weight. I haven't seen you for a while. Have you not eaten well again?"

At that moment, Wude Li Yuan felt as if his heart was hit hard by something, and his defense was instantly broken.

It was not until this moment that he truly understood why so many heroes in ancient times fell victim to beauty traps.

Once upon a time, Wude Li Yuan thought that the so-called beauty trap was nothing more than sending a stunning beauty to lure the enemy into the trap. However, at this moment, he deeply realized that the truth was not that simple.

A truly powerful beauty trap doesn't actually require a perfect beauty. It only requires a woman who you miss a little bit, who suddenly appears in front of you, gently tidies up your clothes, smiles at you tenderly, and whispers, "Master, you've lost weight."

It is enough to make countless strong men throw away their weapons and armor and become defeated.

At that time, Wude Li Yuan suddenly wanted to exchange with the other party, even if it was to exchange the throne.

The two Li Shimins looked at each other, and there seemed to be a hint of expectation in their eyes. It was probably very clear what they were thinking.

Old Zhu shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid we don't have the ability to do that. Even if we want to find one, we have to go back to the end of the Yuan Dynasty. And even if we are lucky enough to find one, we can only find one at most. There is no way we can get three like you."

At this moment, Zhu Ming suddenly shouted: "Fuck, it's broken!"

Everyone was shocked and turned their eyes to him.

"Xiao Zhu, what happened?"

"What happened?"

"If there is something to say, we have money to contribute and people to contribute."

Seeing Zhu Ming's panic, others couldn't help but ask.

Zhu Ming smiled bitterly and said, "There were visitors from the Yuan Dynasty before. I thought I would go find them after watching the game, but I forgot about it. I don't know how they are now. They have been locked up in the warehouse for more than two days. If Old Zhu hadn't just mentioned the Yuan Dynasty, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to remember them now. I don't know if they died of thirst or hunger."

"What? Someone from the Yuan Dynasty is coming? That's great!" After hearing the news, Old Zhao widened his eyes and his face was full of excitement.

He stood up suddenly from the chair, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

However, the Song Dynasty was eventually destroyed in the long-term confrontation with the Yuan Dynasty. As the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty, Lao Zhao had always been holding a grudge in his heart, full of resentment and unwillingness towards the Yuan Dynasty.

Now that he heard that someone was coming from the Yuan Dynasty, the urge deep in his heart to find out the truth, or even to take revenge, was instantly ignited.

"No, I must go and see him!" Old Zhao gritted his teeth and said firmly.

Although the later emperors of the Song Dynasty were not good, they still represented the Song Dynasty after all. Old Zhao could never get over the fact that the emperor of the Song Dynasty was destroyed by foreign races.

Always looking for the Yuan Dynasty emperor to talk to.

When Lao Zhu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then his face turned gloomy. He frowned, as if he remembered some unpleasant past events.

After a moment of silence, Old Zhu said coldly: "The Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty... Humph, I didn't expect them to show up after all."

Originally, Lao Zhu planned to go back to his room to rest, but at this moment, facing the news of the arrival of the Yuan Dynasty emperor, he changed his mind.

Upon seeing this, the other dozen or so emperors echoed this and said that they must meet this mysterious figure from the Yuan Dynasty no matter what.

So, everyone decided to go together.

Zhu Ming, who was emitting a strong smell of alcohol, stood up shakily and said with a smile, "Don't drink and drive, and don't drive after drinking. Let's just walk over here, so we can get some fresh air to sober up."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the warehouse in the field.

Seeing this, the others followed suit, and the group staggered towards the warehouse in the field.

Inside the warehouse.

On the ground in the center, two people lay close together, side by side, motionless.

The Yuan Dynasty emperor said weakly, "Hama, I never thought that you would be by my side in the end. It is said that Buddha cut off his flesh to feed an eagle. Why don't you cut off a piece of flesh for me? I can't hold on any longer."

Hama felt that he had reached his limit and the candle of life seemed to be about to go out.

After hearing those irritating words, he gritted his teeth and shouted with all the remaining strength in his body: "Damn it, you unjust and incompetent ruler, I've had enough of you. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll cut that thing off of you first!"

The emperor was so angry that he trembled all over and shouted angrily: "How dare you be so rude to me!"

Hama struggled to move his body, and his weak legs seemed to have injected the last bit of strength into it, and he fiercely kicked the opponent's butt. Although this kick was not very powerful, it was full of anger and despair.

"Humph, I really didn't dare to do that before, but now we're both about to starve to death in this damn place, who cares? Get out of my way!"

"How dare you! I will kill all your clans!"

"You've come to this point and you still think you're an emperor. If you have the ability, go ahead and get out of here!"

As he said that, Hama kicked the other person in the face.

"I will fight you!"

"That's good. Maybe I can survive by eating dragon meat."

At this moment, there was a crisp "click" sound, and the door of the warehouse slowly opened.

A beam of dazzling light instantly penetrated the darkness and illuminated the entire warehouse.

Zhu Ming walked in holding a huge flashlight with 100,000 lumens.

In an instant, the warehouse was as bright as day, and the two people lying on the ground were blinded by the sudden strong light and subconsciously covered their eyes.

It took them a while to get used to the strong light.

Realizing that someone was coming, whether it was a friend or an enemy, the two men immediately grasped at a life-saving straw and moaned desperately: "Water... Give me water quickly..."

"Food... please give me food quickly..."

Old Zhu stood there, carefully looking at the two people on the ground, with a surprised expression on his face: "Oh my, I didn't expect it was you two!"

"Old Zhu, do you know him?"

Old Zhu nodded and said, "Yes, this is Hama, the Imperial Censor of the Yuan Dynasty. As for the other one, humph, Toghon Temur, the Yuan Dynasty emperor who was driven out of the Central Plains by us. He escaped quickly at that time and was not caught by us. I didn't expect to see him here."

"Who are you?"

Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty, who was lying on the ground, cried out in his heart that something was wrong. It seemed that the other party not only knew him, but also had a grudge against him.

Hama on the side breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he was dead just now and didn't indulge Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty. Unexpectedly, someone came.

If it was someone from the imperial court, the nine clans might really be executed.

Fortunately it wasn’t, fortunately it wasn’t, Hama said thankfully in his heart.

"I will never change my name or surname. I am Zhu Yuanzhang!"

Emperor Shundi of Yuan Dynasty was stunned for a moment: "Zhu Yuanzhang? Looks familiar, you are the stinky beggar!" (End of this chapter)