Zhu Biao’s eyes flickered with a hint of dread, and he clicked his tongue in wonder.
Zhu Yuanzhang stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the Sky Screen in the distance.
"Up to this point, I cannot see through this Zhu Houcong. This 'Taoist Emperor' leaves me speechless; I have no way to evaluate him."
In the Great Qin Plane,
Qin Shi Huang gripped his sword hilt tightly, pacing back and forth on the high terrace.
"The emperors of this Ming Dynasty are truly bizarre. The one before, Zhu Yijun, didn't attend court for thirty years—that was strange enough—and now comes this Zhu Houcong! I cannot fathom him. He spends his time cultivating the Tao, yet he can make every minister in the court obey his every word. This emperor’s mastery of court craft is truly top-tier."
Qin Shi Huang’s eyes darkened, and he shook his head with a sense of helplessness.
In the Great Han Plane,
Emperor Wu of Han’s eyes were filled with shock.
"Not attending court for thirty years, and the country still functions? How on earth did this Ming emperor manage it?"
Dong Zhongshu was equally astonished. "The Great Ming has produced both a Zhu Yijun and a Zhu Houcong! Could it be that they have some divine assistance? The first one not appearing for thirty years was already shocking enough, but this latter one, having not appeared for twenty years and yet keeping the Great Ming firmly in his own hands—I truly cannot comprehend it!"
Emperor Wu of Han sighed in admiration. "And who could ever truly u…
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