The Ming Dynasty: I Fabricated Dreams for Zhu Di 113

After a long moment of contemplation, Zhu Houzhao did not reveal his true identity, instead saying calmly, “I am a Taoist Priest, styled Flying Yuan True Lord.”

Zhu Gaosu showed slight impatience; he already knew this. “I know,” he said. “I’m asking what your real name is, and where you’re from?”

Zhu Houzhao didn’t react immediately, and replied directly, “My name is Zhu…”

His voice trailed off. He knew he was a Taoist Priest? Could it have been those two men in the tavern?

Noticing something was amiss, Zhu Houzhao forcefully severed his heart pulse, causing the dream world to collapse.

Immediately, Zhu Houzhao awoke. The first thing he saw was someone holding his hand.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Zhuang Mu, already understanding that Houyi and the Golden Crow were these two men.

While he didn’t know what role the other person played, they must have also been in his dream.

Zhu Houzhao was about to stand and leave when Zhu Di awoke.

Seeing Zhu Houzhao beside him, he said, “Taoist Priest, if I’m not mistaken, you’re also an emperor, aren’t you?”

Zhu Houzhao, who was about to step out of the tavern, stopped. “Your Majesty?” “Also?”

His expression was unusually cold. A rebel in the Jiajing Dynasty daring to call himself “Your Majesty” – and he knew nothing about it! Right under his nose, how audacious! His seclusion in the Western Garden and avoidance of court didn’t mean he truly ignored everything.

Zhu Di stood up, rubbed his head, and asked, “Which dynasty’s emperor are you?”

(End of Chapter)

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