Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

"You've been hit and fooled, and you call me dad? I'm your ancestor, you're ten generations younger than me."

"Youjian, you are being extremely disrespectful. Why don't you apologize?" Zhu Zhanji scolded from the side.

"Who is Youjian?" Zhu Youjian rubbed his sore temple, turned his head, saw Zhu Zhanji, and his face was immediately filled with surprise.

"Zhanji, why are you here too?"

"How dare you call me by my name?" Zhu Zhanji thought to himself, Zhu Youjian must have gone crazy after hearing that his country was going to be destroyed.

Su Jiahe looked at Zhu Youjian, who behaved strangely after waking up, and a bold guess flashed through her mind.

"Is Your Majesty the Yongle Emperor?"

"Who is calling me?" Zhu Youjian sat up from the ground and looked at Su Jiahe.

"Okay, you kid are trying to play tricks on us, right? Are you worthy enough to pretend to be the fourth brother?" Zhu Yuanzhang kicked Zhu Youjian.

"Dad, why don't you recognize me?" Zhu Youjian rolled over and hid under the table.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Just now you were Zhu Youjian, how come you became the fourth brother?" Zhu Yuanzhang kicked the table open, pulled out Zhu Youjian, raised his fist and was about to hit him. Zhu Youjian quickly stretched out his arms to block in front of him.

"Dad, I'm really the fourth child. I drank your wine secretly when I was five, shot two birds with you when I was six, and got beaten up by you for skipping school when I was ten."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's fist, which was raised in the air, froze.

These were family affairs, and there were no records by historians, so Zhu Youjian, who lived more than two hundred years later, had no way of knowing them.

"Grandfather, is it really you?" Zhu Zhanji was also stunned.

At this time, Su Jiahe, who was hiding in a corner to avoid accidental injury, said weakly: "This phenomenon should be 'soul crossing'. In other words, the original Zhu Youjian died, and another person's soul took over his body."

"Isn't that a ghost? No, my fourth child is still alive and kicking, how could he become a ghost?"

"Grandfather, what were you doing before you came here?" Zhu Zhanji asked.

"I had just finished fighting the barbarians and was on my way back to the capital. I thought I was going to die, so I took a nap and when I woke up, I was here."

Zhu Zhanji's heart trembled when he heard this.

It turns out that in that parallel world, my grandfather had just passed away.

This time it really is possessed by a ghost.

"So, you are really the fourth one?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.

"It's true." Zhu Youjian, no, it should be Zhu Di nodded.

"Are you really the emperor?"

"I... yes." Zhu Di gritted his teeth and admitted it directly.

Seeing Zhu Di admit it in person, Zhu Yuanzhang jumped three feet high, picked up a chair and rushed over.

"I told you to rebel, wait and see how I deal with you!"

"Dad, please listen to me, ah, spare my life!"

"Great-grandfather, grandpa just woke up, please spare him."

……

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were in a mess. Su Jiahe walked out of the box and called 120.

"Sorry, the injured person has woken up. You can go back."

"What's going on in there? Why is it so noisy?" asked a passing waiter.

"It's nothing, just a family conflict," Su Jiahe evaded the question, "I'll compensate for what was broken."

Five minutes later, the box became a little quiet. Su Jiahe pushed open the door and saw stools tilted all over the place, teacups and snacks scattered on the floor, and Zhu Di and Zhu Zhanji kneeling and confessing their guilt.

"Let's talk about it later. We should go to the airport."

"Come back to our hometown in Fengyang first, and we will slowly settle the score for the rebellion." Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and walked out of the box.

"Grandfather, let's go." Zhu Zhanji supported Zhu Di and followed.

"By the way, where is the rifle? You are not allowed to bring it into the airport." Su Jiahe suddenly remembered this.

"Over there." Zhu Zhanji pointed to the corner of the box.

Su Jiahe poured out the remaining gunpowder inside, disassembled the musket into several parts, and sent them back to Bohai separately, only then did he deal with this troublesome thing.

Until he got on the plane, Zhu Di looked at a loss.

"Where is this? Why are we following a yellow-haired girl?"

Su Jiahe: ...

You are the little girl, your whole family are little girls.

At this moment, the plane suddenly moved forward rapidly, and after a run-up, it soared into the sky.

"I've gone to heaven. It seems I'm really dead. I didn't expect the underworld to be like this." Zhu Di muttered to himself, "But Zhanji, you're still so young, why are you here?"

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Zhu Yuanzhang slapped Zhu Di in the face.

"What the hell? You're just hoping for our death, right?"

"Grandfather, please listen to me and I will tell you slowly..." Zhu Zhanji talked incessantly for half an hour, and Zhu Di finally understood the whole story.

"I am over sixty years old, but I didn't expect to become young again." Zhu Di kept looking at his new body.

"Fourth brother, don't be so proud. If you knew who this kid is, you would cry." Zhu Yuanzhang sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Di suddenly felt a severe headache. He covered his head tightly with his hands and leaned back in his chair.

"Grandfather, what happened to you? Did you get hurt just now?"

"He's fine, don't disturb him." Based on Su Jiahe's experience of reading countless articles, he judged that Zhu Di should be loading the original owner's memory.

"oops!"

About three minutes later, Zhu Di sighed indignantly, slapped his thigh heavily, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

"Grandfather, what happened to you?" Zhu Zhanji screamed in fear, "You just came back to life, you can't die again."

When the flight attendant saw someone faint, they took out emergency medicine and made an emergency announcement:

"A passenger in first class has fainted. Is there any medical staff on board? Please lend a hand."

"It's not that troublesome. Let me take care of it." Zhu Yuanzhang walked up to Zhu Di and pinched his philtrum skillfully. After a while, Zhu Di woke up.

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry, what the hell is going on in the Ming Dynasty!" Zhu Di kept stroking his chest, gasping for breath.

"It's your child!" Zhu Yuanzhang gave Zhu Di another dose of fatherly love.

"Grandfather, you know everything?" Zhu Zhanji asked in surprise.

"I don't know what happened just now, but the little emperor's life experience, everything he saw and heard came into my mind." Zhu Di said.

"The Ming Dynasty two hundred years from now will be in real trouble, but there are still some capable people in the court, so it's not a dead end. How could this kid be so frightened that he crashed into a car when he heard that the country was going to be destroyed?"

"Fourth Brother, are you saying that our Ming Dynasty can still be saved?" Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up.

"Father, I dare not boast. If it were me, I would have a 60-70% chance of winning."

"Okay, when you go back, clean up the mess made by your children and grandchildren and save our Ming Dynasty, and I will spare you this time." Zhu Yuanzhang was still very confident in Zhu Di's ability.

Hearing that his father might forgive him, Zhu Di unbuckled his seat belt and knelt down on the carpet.

"I will definitely fulfill my mission and save the Ming Dynasty."

"Okay, okay, the plane is shaking and it's dangerous, so everyone go back to your seats." Su Jiahe reminded.

"Miss Su, where did the original Zhu Youjian go? Can he come back?" Zhu Yuanzhang was still curious about this question.

"Zhu Youjian must have really died in the accident and won't be able to come back."

According to the general routine, the original owner can only be possessed by his soul when he is completely dead.

"Alas!" Zhu Yuanzhang sighed regretfully, "Although this guy brought down the Ming Dynasty, he did save our lives when we first arrived."

"Yes, he also saved my life." Su Jiahe wiped away her tears.

But after a while, Su Jiahe felt relieved.

Zhu Youjian had no formal education and was sensitive and suspicious. Even if he had a God's perspective, it would be difficult for him to change after returning.

Rather than suffering for more than ten years and then ending up with the country being destroyed and committing suicide, leaving now may be a relief.

An unsuitable person being pushed onto the throne at an inappropriate time is itself a doomed tragedy.

Perhaps Zhu Youjian's soul has now traveled to another dimension and is living an ordinary life.

More than two hours later, the plane arrived at its destination. Su Jiahe booked a ride in advance, and the group arrived in Fengyang, and their first stop was the Temple of the Ancient Emperors.

"Didn't we build this temple? Why has it changed?" Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked when he saw the brand new hall and the bright bricks and tiles.

"This is not the original site, it was newly built by later generations." Su Jiahe said.

At this time, a male tourist wearing a dragon robe walked over.

"That man is wearing a dragon robe, so he must be an emperor." Zhu Zhanji pointed at the male tourist and said.

"I don't know what dynasty he is from. Let's go up and ask him."

After saying that, the three of them rushed forward.