After a busy day and it was getting dark, He Xicai was wearing a cheap suit. With a hamburger in his mouth and a worn-out computer bag on his back, he held the key and opened the door of the rental house. The rental house was small and the door was facing the bed.
He Xi took a few steps forward and fell onto the soft bed.
He Xi has a good appearance and is over 20 years old. He has recently become anxious and angry. There are a few red pimples on his face. After a day of job hunting, he does not have the vigor of a young man at this moment. He is only deeply tired.
He Xi thought about the flow of his day. He started without breakfast in the morning, and now he can only fill up his stomach with junk food. He didn't even eat lunch at noon, and has been interviewing and waiting for the interview. But all the interviewers let him
Go back and wait for news.
But how can someone who is already a seasoned interviewer not know that the so-called waiting for news means there is no news.
He Xi thought of his more than ten years of study, more than ten years of hard work, and more than ten years of sweat. Even though he admitted that he was not the best among his peers, he would not let society beat him so hard.
Thinking of this, He Xi no longer even thought about eating a hamburger. He put the hamburger aside and took a swig of mineral water. It seemed that he could get drunk even if he drank mineral water. He was lying on the bed, with two fingers hooked around the edge of the bed.
The water bottle chanted: "If the flying general meets the Emperor Gao, how can it be unreasonable for tens of thousands of nobles to be princes? If the flying general meets Emperor Gao, how can it be considered unreasonable for thousands of princes to do so?"
For a moment, He Xi felt that she had learned five things and read millions of books. If in ancient times, the prime minister could do it. Now he can't find a job. He secretly cursed those who have eyes but cannot see gold and jade. I don't know if they have missed it.
Across the world, there are talents like dragons and phoenixes.
Thinking of this, He Xi smiled softly.
I'm done complaining, I'm done yying. I feel a little better, but life still has to go on.
He stood up and turned on the broken computer left by the landlord. After he had finished the burgers and mineral water, the landlord's broken computer greeted him with familiar startup music.
He started looking for a job again and was in the process of submitting his resume.
Suddenly a pop-up window popped up.
He Xi wanted to delete it, but found that this pop-up window was also a recruitment advertisement.
There is an animated picture on it: a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe. His brows are furrowed. It seems that there is infinite sorrow between his eyebrows.
The following text explains: "Zhu Yuanzhang, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, sincerely invites heroes from all walks of life to make contributions. Here you can achieve any of your life goals and participate in the great historical trend. Money, beauty, everything you want is available. Come,
This is your chance to change your life. Come on, this is one of tens of billions of opportunities. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. No, you will regret it for ten lifetimes."
It seems that the picture is Zhu Yuanzhang, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty.
Upon seeing this, He Xi secretly complained: "This is a game advertisement? What the hell? Who doesn't know that Zhu Yuanzhang has a shoehorned face."
Under the animated picture, there is also a mailbox for submitting resumes, as well as Zhu Yuanzhang's words: "When will God give me a talented person, I will share the world with him."
He Xi acted faster than he thought. By the time he reacted, he had already submitted his resume. After all, he had been submitting his resume just now. It was already a conditioned reflex.
He secretly laughed at himself. But he didn't think anything of it. After all, it was just a spam advertisement and more harassing emails at most.
But when he was about to close the webpage, he found that he couldn't close it. He also found that Zhu Yuanzhang in the animated picture suddenly turned around and looked at him with bright eyes. It made him feel like he was facing a natural enemy.
Invisible suction surged out from the broken computer screen, as if countless invisible tentacles grabbed him and pulled him inside.
"I'm Cao——" He Xi only had time to reach out and grab the backpack. She fell into the computer.
After He Xi got into the computer, everything returned to normal. Only the news just started, the hamburger wrapper turned over, and a certain spokesperson on it was still looking at everything with a smile.
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August of the 14th year of Hongwu.
Nanjing is already a bit chilly in autumn.
Facts have proved that Zhu Yuanzhang is not a shoehorn.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who lived in the 14th year of Hongwu, was over fifty years old. He had some wrinkles on his face, but he still did not hide his heroic character. Although he had a round face, he had a dignified demeanor. At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang was frowning.
Several lights illuminated the imperial case, but there was still a feeling of darkness. Zhu Yuanzhang looked at a memorial, holding a brush in his hand, and could not write for a long time. After a long time, he put down the pen. He sighed and said, "Just leave like this?
"
Zhu Yuanzhang defected to the rebel army at the age of twenty-four, and is now fifty-four. It has been thirty years, thirty years of ups and downs. Zhu Yuanzhang has never seen any scenes, and he has never defeated any enemies. He is as cunning as
Chen Youliang is as rich as Zhang Shicheng, and as brave as Wang Baobao. As for those who are inferior, there are too many to mention.
However, he has never been so powerless.
Because visible enemies are easy to defeat, but invisible enemies are undefeated.
Now he is facing an invisible enemy.
In the first month of the thirteenth year of Hongwu's reign, he captured Hu Weiyong and purged tens of thousands of people so that he could control the court. But less than two years later, the familiar feeling of losing control reappeared.
An Ran was a surrendered minister of the Yuan Dynasty. He was originally a defender of Donglai. He surrendered during Xu Da's Northern Expedition. He successively served in Shandong, Henan, Zhejiang and other places. Because he was a surrendered minister, he was not the same as the original governor of Huaixi and Zhejiang.
These factions in the West have nothing to do with each other and can be used with confidence.
After he defeated Hu Weiyong and deposed him as prime minister, he established four assistant ministers to assist him in handling government affairs. However, the so-called talents recommended below were all old and rotten scholars and were of no use at all. Only An Ran, who knew both inside and outside, became his right-hand man.
However, it was a holiday, so I didn’t expect it to go like this.
However, Zhu Yuanzhang's feeling of powerlessness was not just because of An Ran. An Ran's death was just a critical point.
Soon after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that the situation in the court was not under his control. He thought it was Li Shanchang's fault, so in the fourth year of Hongwu, he had Li Shanchang step down. After that, the death of Yang Xian, the death of Liu Bowen, and even the empty seal case were all attributed to Zhu Yuanzhang.
means of controlling the court.
But no matter what he did, the court would not proceed as he wanted.
In the thirteenth year of Hongwu, Hu Weiyong was killed. There were many small and large means, but in the end they had no effect. The Ming Dynasty seemed to have not yet reached the right track that Zhu Yuanzhang wanted. No matter how many enemies he killed, he would never
Countless enemies will appear.
Kill a group of treacherous ministers, and a new group will appear. Even worse than the previous group.
Zhu Yuanzhang concluded that the most important thing to govern the world is to win people. The reason why he encountered such a dilemma was that there was no one who shared his heart.
"When will God give me a talent to support the king?" Zhu Yuanzhang secretly said in the letter: "I will share the world with him."
At this time, in the room where the doors and windows had been closed, there was a loud sound of wind, and the lights suddenly started to sway. Zhu Yuanzhang saw that a door seemed to open in the void. A young man, dressed in strange clothes, rolled in and crawled on the ground.
"Pah." A strange-looking package hit the young man from his back to the back of his head. The young man yelled "Ouch". Then he looked up and saw Zhu Yuanzhang.
The two looked at each other with four eyes.
Zhu Yuanzhang had seen a lot in his life. He had never seen a person appear in front of him like this. He was wearing strange clothes and had very short hair, like a monk. And he appeared here suddenly in such a strange way.
He doesn't look like an assassin either.
Because there are no such stupid assassins.
He Xi rubbed the back of his head. It hurt a little from being hit by his bag.
At this moment, He Xi couldn't turn his head around. He still hadn't recovered from the fantastic incident just now.
He glanced around.
This room is very large, but the light is very dim, which makes He Xi very uncomfortable. After all, in later generations there is only light pollution, and there is no such lack of light source. Several lights are surrounding the person in front of him, but He Xi can see clearly. This person can see
He looks about forty or fifty years old. He has a round face, but has a majestic air. His eyes are like knives. He can see through everything. He is wearing a yellowish white clothes. I don't know if it is because of the lighting or the dyeing.
All in all, He Xixia's mind felt simple.
There were dragon patterns on his clothes, which seemed to reflect light in the light.
He Xi felt a chill in his heart and said to himself: "Dragon robe, could it be Zhu Yuanzhang?"
"Your Majesty." Someone outside the door suddenly said, "But is there something wrong?"
The commotion inside was heard outside. Without Zhu Yuanzhang's order, he did not dare to come in. He could only ask outside the door.
Zhu Yuanzhang said calmly: "Nothing."
He Xi's heart was excited. This suddenly confirmed his guess, and He Xi's IQ suddenly returned.
The feeling in my heart for a moment was indescribable. It seemed that Mr. Ye was fond of dragons. When Mr. Ye really saw a dragon, he would be scared to death. He Xi had never thought about traveling through time and space and making contributions. At this moment, he really traveled through time and space.
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He Xi scolded her in her heart while thinking about how to deal with this situation.
It just didn't matter what He Xi was thinking in his heart. He might not even feel it himself, but at this moment, his whole body was involuntarily excited.
Whether he was excited because he got this opportunity that most people couldn't get, or he was subconsciously experiencing a surge of adrenaline in the face of a crisis. After all, the Zhu Hongwu in front of him was definitely a murderous king.
Now that we are here, He Xi must be very energetic.
How he came here is no longer important. What is important is how to survive in this era. He quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Hello. My name is He Xi. I come from 2022. This is my resume.
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Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the thing called his resume on his desk. He glanced at it a few times, touched it lightly with his fingers, and sighed in his heart: "Good paper, good ink."
