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

"What do you want?" the male tourist asked the three people.

Zhu Yuanzhang stepped forward and asked politely, "May I ask what your reign title is?"

The male tourist didn't react and thought the other party was asking what dynasty the dragon robe was from.

"From the Western Han Dynasty, perhaps."

"Are you the Emperor of the Han Dynasty?"

The three were very surprised and thought they had seen their ancestor who lived more than a thousand years ago.

Male tourist: ???

"I'm just wearing an ancient dragon robe, how can I become the emperor?"

"You are not the emperor, how can you wear the dragon robe? Isn't this a crime of treason?"

"I thought I was going to die early in the morning. Are you guys okay?" The male tourist thought that the few people were looking for trouble and was very impatient.

"We are from the Ming Dynasty."

Male tourist: ...

Su Jiahe had just finished buying water when she discovered that three people were causing trouble again, so she hurried over.

"Excuse me handsome, my friends love to joke around."

The male tourist glanced at a few people and turned around and walked over.

"Miss Su, isn't it true that the emperor can wear dragon robes now? We thought he was a time traveler as well."

"Now that there is no emperor, the dragon robe is just a piece of clothing. Look, so many people are wearing it."

Su Jiahe pointed into the distance, and the three people looked and saw many tourists, some wearing dragon robes, some wearing court robes, and some wearing phoenix crowns and bridal robes... from all dynasties and all identities.

"What is this for?" Zhu Zhanji asked curiously.

"This scenic spot has a rule that if you wear Hanfu, which is ancient clothing, you can get free admission."

"Hey, don't we have it, Great-grandfather, Grandfather, should we change it?"

"Since we are in our own temple, of course we should change into our own clothes," Zhu Yuanzhang agreed, "Let people see what it means to be an emperor."

Several people went to the bathroom to change into dragon robes and walked out with their heads held high.

When the three of them first crossed over, Su Jiahe was escaping death and had no time to observe them carefully. Now, seeing that they were indeed extraordinary, their aura of pressure was overwhelming.

Especially Zhu Di, although he still had the body of Zhu Youjian, he had lost his previous gloomy air and looked like a young emperor with vigor and vitality.

"Miss Su, why don't you change your clothes?" Zhu Zhanji asked.

"No, no, the price of buying a set of Hanfu is much more expensive than the ticket."

In fact, Su Jiahe was not afraid of spending money, and she also liked Hanfu very much. She just felt that standing next to the three emperors, she would look like a palace maid no matter what she wore.

As they entered the scenic area, the three of them immediately attracted the attention of many tourists.

"Excuse me, do you charge for taking a photo with us?" Because the three of them looked so good, a tourist mistook them for professional NPCs.

"It's free, take any photo you want." Zhu Yuanzhang said generously, and pulled Zhu Di and Zhu Zhanji over to take a photo together.

The usually aloof emperor finally had the opportunity to take off his disguise and have fun with ordinary people.

"Three handsome guys, where did you buy your dragon robes? They are of great quality." Several girls gathered around and looked at the clothes of the three men carefully.

"It's not bought, it's tailor-made," said Zhu Zhanji.

"Custom-made? It must be very expensive."

"Well, it took hundreds of craftsmen a year to do it."

The girls thought Zhu Zhanji was joking and walked away laughing.

The group continued to move forward and arrived at the entrance of the main hall. Suddenly, a man in a flying fish suit came towards them and half-knelt in front of the three of them.

"Wei Chen has met your Majesty."

The three of them were startled and looked at each other.

"Are you a Jinyiwei?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.

"He's just wearing Jinyiwei clothes," Su Jiahe said, and helped the man up. "Get up, you scared us like this."

The three of them then realized that the man was also a person from the future wearing ancient costume.

"Why are you kneeling before us?"

"I'm kneeling on this piece of clothing. It represents the emperor's soul of China..."

"Okay, okay, go ahead." Su Jiahe was so embarrassed that she almost walked out of the three-bedroom apartment.

"Haha, this kid is interesting." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled as he looked at his back.

When I entered the hall, I saw a bronze statue sitting upright on the dragon throne.

"Great-grandfather, I suppose that is your statue?"

"Yeah, it's a bit like us."

Tourists coming and going were all admiring the bronze statue, and some even put their hands together and bowed.

"Haha, do these people think I'm a Bodhisattva?"

As the sky gradually darkened, the group walked out of the Imperial Temple.

"Great-grandfather, where is your former residence? Your grandson wants to go and pay homage to our ancestors," said Zhu Zhanji.

"Our old home? Alas, our family only had a thatched hut, which is probably long gone. Where can we find our old home? We don't even know where our parents and brothers and sisters are buried."

Many historical celebrities have left behind their former residences, but Su Jiahe searched the entire Internet and could not find a tourist attraction called "Zhu Yuanzhang's Former Residence".

"Let me take you to Moguang Temple. It is said that this is the real birthplace of Emperor Hongwu," said Su Jiahe.

"Maguang Temple? I seem to remember it's near the village."

Zhu Yuanzhang was quite surprised to hear that the temple built six hundred years ago was still there, as if a wanderer who had been away from home for many years had found his home.

When we arrived at the Meguang Temple, it was already dark and the temple gate was closed, so we could only visit from outside.

"Six hundred years have passed, and nothing and no one here has changed." Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the plants and trees around him, trying hard to find a trace of memories of the past.

There is a display board next to the temple, introducing the origin of the Moguang Temple and Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Great-grandfather, great-great-grandmother, was this where you were born?"

"I think so. I don't have much impression of it."

Zhu Yuanzhang walked to the temple gate, lifted his dragon robe, and knelt upright on the ground. Zhu Di and Zhu Zhanji followed behind him and also knelt down.

"Dad, Mom, I'm the emperor now. Can you see me from heaven?"

Looking at the ancient temple gate, Zhu Yuanzhang burst into tears.

Su Jiahe couldn't help but be moved when she saw this scene.

"Emperor Hongwu, do you want to see your relatives?"

"Miss Su, can we still see our relatives?"

"Yes, but I can only allow two people to be present, and it's only for one hour."

"Okay, okay, let's go see our parents, even for an hour." Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were filled with tears, revealing a hint of surprise and expectation.

"Okay." Su Jiahe said, taking out two summoning cards from his bag.

"System, summon the parents of Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang."

[Okay, the historical figure Zhu Yuanzhang's parents, Zhu Wusi and Chen, will arrive in one minute. Please be prepared.]

Under the expectant gazes of the three emperors, two black shadows flashed through the air, landed on the ground, and transformed into two thin human figures.

With the help of the flashlight, Su Jiahe saw that the two men had pale faces, not a single piece of cloth was intact on their clothes, and their eyes were dull and desperate.

After seeing the real people of the old society with his own eyes, Su Jiahe was extremely shocked.

The light-hearted phrase "a year of great famine" in history books reflects their miserable lives.

"Ahem, where is this?" The sitting figure uttered a weak and hoarse female voice.

Although it was dark, Zhu Yuanzhang recognized at a glance that these two people were his parents.

"Dad, Mom, I'm Chongba."

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw his parents suffering, he knelt down in front of them and burst into tears, but Zhu Wusiba and Chen just stood there in a daze.

"Am I hungry and confused? Chongba is only seventeen years old, how can he be so big?" Zhu Wusiba said in a hoarse and weak voice.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard that he was already seventeen years old in that world, his pupils shrank.

"Dad, what year is it now?"

"Today? It's the first day of the fourth month of the fourth year of Zhengzhi."

After hearing Zhu Wusi's answer, Zhu Yuanzhang's legs went weak and he sat on the ground.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Di and Zhu Zhanji stepped forward to support him.

"It's the fourth month of the fourth year. In just a few days, our whole family will be gone!"