When the emperor comes to modern times, history collapses!

Wan Chao Zhu Di shook his head slightly and said firmly: "You are wrong. It is not about submitting to me, but submitting to my Ming Dynasty!"

Hearing this, Han Liner couldn't help but look confused, muttering to himself: "Da Ming?"

Obviously, he felt very unfamiliar with the name "Da Ming".

He had always been respected by everyone as the Little Ming King, and he had imagined that the country's name after its establishment would be "Ming", but apart from that, he had never heard of the existence of a dynasty called "Great Ming".

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang slowly walked over, smiled and explained: "Haha, to be honest, in a few days, my family plans to establish the Ming Dynasty."

Han Liner was surprised when he heard this, and blurted out: "It's you?"

Originally, he thought that the one who proposed the name "Da Ming" would be the majestic Zhu Di in front of him, or that Zhu Di would establish this dynasty.

However, what he never expected was that the person who finally said these words was Zhu Yuanzhang.

For a moment, Han Lin'er looked at Zhu Di with suspicion.

Facing Han Lin'er's questioning eyes, Zhu Di did not rush to refute. He just reached out and touched his nose, and responded with a smile: "Yes, he is my little father. This time I came here to help my little father seize this vast land and conquer a beautiful country!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Liner's eyes widened instantly, looking at the old man and the young man in front of him in disbelief.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang still looked young, while Zhu Di looked to be in his forties or fifties. No matter in terms of appearance or age, Zhu Yuanzhang should be older and more like Zhu Di's father.

Thinking of this, Han Liner couldn't help but fall into deep thought, secretly speculating in his heart: "Could it be that Zhu Di is the adopted son of Zhu Yuanzhang?"

The more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed, but he couldn't help but feel doubtful and envious.

Why didn't he have a godson as outstanding and capable as Zhu Di?
After subduing Han Lin'er, the coalition forces of all dynasties once again conquered the surrounding areas.

They advanced like a hot knife through butter and quickly occupied the southern territory at lightning speed.

Before long, the entire south fell under Zhu Yuanzhang's control.

The situation at this time was already very favorable for Zhu Yuanzhang. Seeing that the time was ripe, he decisively decided to establish the capital in Yingtian Prefecture and formally announced the establishment of the Ming Dynasty.

Compared with the original historical process, all this happened more than ten years earlier.

With the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, the news spread throughout the world and all forces were shocked.

Many countries sent envoys to congratulate, among which the small countries around the Ming Dynasty were the most active. Not only did they come to congratulate in person, but they also brought extremely generous gifts to show their respect and friendship for the new dynasty.

In the magnificent and solemn palace, emperors including Qin Shi Huang and Han Wudi sent envoys to deliver their carefully prepared gifts to express their congratulations to Zhu Yuanzhang.

For a moment, the palace was bustling with laughter and joy.

Zhu Yuanzhang, with a smile on his face, happily accepted the blessings and gifts from all sides.

However, when his eyes fell on the mountains of treasure in front of him, surprisingly, he did not show too much excitement like ordinary people.

On the contrary, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes fell on the several carts of seeds sent by Zhu Ming.

"these are?"

Although he didn't recognize them, Zhu Yuanzhang knew that they must be crops he had never seen before.

Zhu Ming smiled and said, "It's nothing, just some grain and vegetable seeds. I think you will like them."

"Of course I like it. Tell me what seeds these are."

The seeds from future generations filled Zhu Yuanzhang's heart with expectations.

During this period of time together, I know that if Zhu Ming does not take action, it will be fine, but once he does, it will be a sensation.

As early as a few days ago, Zhu Ming said that when the country is founded, he will send a big gift, which he is sure to like.

Zhu Ming introduced them one by one.

The planting habits of various crops, suitable land yield per mu, etc. were explained in detail.

"Really? You're not kidding me. These things called potatoes and sweet potatoes can not only be used as food, but they can also produce dozens of dan per mu?"

Zhu Ming nodded: "Of course, they have already planted it. If you don't believe me, you can ask them."

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately asked Brother Zheng: "Brother Zheng, is this true?"

“Really, it can be said that all the dynasties present have already planted these crops.”

next moment.

Zhu Yuanzhang hugged a few potatoes and corns tightly, refusing to let go as if they were rare treasures.

"Woo."

In an instant, the legendary emperor was so excited that he burst into tears like a child.

You know, Zhu Yuanzhang was born in a poor family and suffered from hunger since childhood.

The memory of life without enough food and clothing was deeply engraved in his heart.

Therefore, he knew better than anyone the vital importance of food to the survival of ordinary people.

At this moment, holding these high-yield crop seeds tightly in his hands, Zhu Yuanzhang has already emerged in his mind a beautiful picture: potatoes and corn are thriving in the vast fields, and the joy of the harvest is on every farmer's face; smoke is rising from every household, and no more painful groans from hunger can be heard.

From then on, the Ming Dynasty was free from hunger and created a prosperous era that far surpassed all previous dynasties.

He also became an emperor of all ages.

Thinking of this, the joy in his heart became stronger and stronger, and this joy far exceeded the satisfaction that those priceless gold, silver and jewelry could bring him.

Zhu Yuanzhang was so excited that he could hardly control himself.

He immediately picked up the imperial pen, wrote a royal decree in a flourish, and announced loudly: "Today, I specially appoint Zhu Ming as the 'Potato King'! His title shall be hereditary and passed down from generation to generation!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the civil and military officials in the court were convinced and no one had any objection.

After all, everyone understands what tremendous changes these high-yield crops will bring to the entire country.

Moreover, Zhu Yuanzhang's background and experience made him pay more attention to it.

Zhu Ming looked at the imperial edict and couldn't help saying, "You are much more generous than others. As expected, you get stingier as you get older. You have been in the Hongwu Dynasty for so long, but now you are just a potato." Old Zhu suddenly felt that his friends were staying away from him and playing with others every day. He immediately said, "Xiao Zhu, isn't he just a king? Don't worry. After we go back, we will issue an imperial edict to make you a king. Why not make you the Dragon King, which just corresponds to your Great Dragon Dynasty."

A picture emerged in Zhu Ming's mind. A monkey was holding an iron stick and acting recklessly in front of him, calling him "old loach".

Hastily shook his head: "Forget it, whatever, it doesn't matter, anyway, it's just a little more salary. As for whether your different ranks will violate the rules, it seems that there are no restrictions here."

The Ming Dynasty rose suddenly like a bright new star. Its dazzling brilliance shocked the Yuan Dynasty in the north, which felt that an unprecedented threat was approaching like a mountain crushing an egg.

However, at this time of rapid change, the supreme emperor of the Yuan Dynasty seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth and had not yet appeared. This mysterious situation caused panic among the people in the court and the country, and rumors spread everywhere.

At the same time, the Ming soldiers, who were tasked with seeking intelligence and opening up territory, scattered like arrows from a bow, and their footprints covered every corner of the vast area ruled by the Yuan Dynasty.

A thrilling decisive battle has begun, and the critical moment to reap the fruits of victory is approaching.

With the magical power of transmission from the Ming Dynasty, the allied forces from all directions were divided into many groups and advanced in unison with great force. In just one day, they broke through more than a dozen cities in a row.

Wherever the coalition forces of all dynasties passed, the enemy was defeated. With the crushing superiority in technology and equipment, the battles were often decided within just a few rounds, and the cities easily fell into the hands of the coalition forces.

Faced with such a devastating offensive, many local prefects and garrison commanders were terrified. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, they changed their flags and chose to submit to the Ming Dynasty.

The once-mighty Yuan Dynasty regime was like a crumbling building, rapidly falling apart in a short period of time.

The pampered Tatar nobles in the Yuan Dynasty court were also in extreme panic at this time.

They racked their brains to escape back to their home on the grassland to protect themselves. They hurriedly packed their luggage and prepared to escape from this dangerous place with sophisticated equipment.

But when they stepped out of the city gate, they were shocked to find that the magnificent Yuan capital had already been tightly surrounded by the coalition forces of all dynasties, and no one could get in or out.

Under this iron-clad blockade, only a few people were able to escape by chance, like a turtle trapped in a jar, unable to escape even if they had wings.

A large amount of treasure was not taken away as happened in history.

All of it was filled into the treasury of the Ming Dynasty.

Old Zhu looked at the treasures piled up in the national treasury with red eyes of envy, and wanted to move them all back to the Hongwu Ming Dynasty.

Both were founded by the Ming Dynasty.

The other side’s treasury was full and I was extremely poor at that time.

There is no harm without comparison.

Old Zhu suddenly said, "The other one, there is something very important that we need to discuss carefully."

Zhu Yuanzhang stood in the treasury, which was full of gold and glittering things. He stared at the boxes of gold, silver and jewelry piled up like mountains, like a miser. He shook his head like a rattle and kept muttering, "Don't even mention it. Don't even think about it. There's no room for negotiation!"

Seeing this, Lao Zhu quickly waved his hands and explained anxiously: "Don't get me wrong, I'm definitely not the kind of person who is greedy for money." After saying that, he forced an awkward smile on his face.

"Hehehe, you are me and I am you, we are very familiar with each other." Zhu Yuanzhang didn't believe himself at all.

Old Zhu couldn't help but snorted, straightened his back, and said proudly: "Our Hongwu Ming Dynasty is much richer than you can imagine! We don't care about just a little money."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly to show his agreement, but still with a bit of doubt on his face, he asked: "In that case, what exactly do you want to discuss with me?"

Old Zhu raised his mouth, revealing a sly smile, and said in a low voice: "Now that the new dynasty has been established, it is natural to make a good rectification and completely eliminate those corrupt officials hiding in the court like termites. I guess you have been busy with government affairs in recent days and have no time to spare. It doesn't matter, just deal with other important matters with peace of mind. As for killing these corrupt officials, how about leaving it to us?"

"What? You actually want to kill those corrupt officials!" Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked when he heard this. He frowned and hesitated for a long time before he slowly said, "How about...how about this, you should move a few carts of treasures from the treasury."

In just one month, Zhu Yuanzhang quickly rose from an ordinary uprising force and successfully ascended the dragon throne, which symbolizes supreme power.

Behind this seemingly glorious scene lie many problems.

The roots are still shallow, like a seedling just emerging from the soil, fragile and tender.

Compared with those famous ministers and generals who have experienced many vicissitudes of life in history, the civil and military officials under his command lack the experience and training accumulated by more than ten years.

Faced with this sudden and huge change, they seemed a little overwhelmed for a while and found it difficult to quickly adapt to their new identities.

At the same time, as the regime was just established, a large number of vacancies appeared in the positions of local officials.

The lack of grassroots positions seriously affected the normal operation of the Ming Dynasty, making it impossible for various affairs to be handled in a timely and effective manner.

In order to solve the urgent problem, Zhu Yuanzhang was forced to temporarily borrow a group of experienced officials from several other parallel worlds also named "Da Ming" to assist.

Zhu Yuanzhang was extremely busy every day, spinning at a high speed like a top.

There were a lot of government affairs that needed his decision, and the interests of all parties were complicated, which required him to coordinate and balance them carefully. He often got up early and went to bed late, and even the time for eating and sleeping was compressed to the extreme.

Despite such hard work, Zhu Yuanzhang was fully aware of the weight of his responsibility and dared not slack off in the slightest. He could only grit his teeth and persevere, hoping that this new dynasty would get on the right track and prosper as soon as possible.

The Wanchao Cup finally ushered in the last extremely fierce match!

This time, it was the ultimate showdown between Hongwu Daming and Dalong. It was as if time had gone back, and it reminded people of the tense atmosphere of the first game.

Old Zhu clenched his teeth, his eyes burning with anger, and he was determined to avenge his previous humiliation.

Zhu Ming's eyes were firmly fixed on the top spot, which symbolized the highest honor.

After several fierce competitions, players on both sides have gradually adapted to the high-intensity confrontation of the game.

They each skillfully used their carefully planned tactical systems, fighting back and forth without giving in to either side.

In the end, the Dalong team gained the upper hand with a more mature tactical system.

As the final whistle sounded, Dalong successfully defeated Hongwu Daming, raised the Wanchao Cup high, and the whole audience cheered.

Old Zhu, who had been in a good mood recently because of his vigorous efforts to punish corrupt officials, suddenly became gloomy and obviously extremely dissatisfied with this defeat.

The first Wanchao Cup came to an end.

The audience, still reluctant to leave, slowly left the stage under the leadership of Zhu Ming, while the emperors gathered together and drank happily.

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became lively. Everyone began to brag about their country's great strength, civil and military achievements, as well as various strange stories. Laughter and arguments rose and fell, making it very lively.

"Ding, there are visitors from the Qing Dynasty, please go and greet them!"

Zhu Ming suddenly sobered up a little: "Guests from the Qing Dynasty, I wonder who is coming this time." (End of this chapter)