"Where am I?"

When he woke up, Zhu Shou felt like his head was about to explode.

He looked around blankly. What he saw was an antique wing room, which was decorated luxuriously. At a glance, he could tell that it was a big family.

There was an old man standing in front of the bed, and behind him knelt a few maids and servants dressed as servants.

The old man's face lit up when he saw Zhu Shou opening his eyes. He yelled, "Young Master, you're awake! I'm going to be scared to death by you!"

"Young master?"

Hearing this strange address, Zhu Shou's heart skipped a beat!

"What the f*ck!"

"I'm time-travel!"

Leaning against the bed, he subconsciously rubbed his eyes. The style of the curtain attracted his attention. This was the style of the Ming Dynasty during the reign of the Great Wu Dynasty.

Zhu Shou looked at the uncle. Since he was the young master of a rich family, he must be the housekeeper of his mansion.

Therefore, he asked subconsciously, "I... I'm asking you, is today the reign of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Yes, Young Master!"

"Hahaha, it's really the Ming dynasty!"

Zhu Shou suddenly sat up from the bed. Patting his thigh, he said excitedly, "Have you committed a crime? Northern Yuan hasn't been destroyed yet, has it?"

"At the beginning of the golden age, the Ming Dynasty is full of waste!"

"It's time for me to make a name for myself!"

At this moment, he was extremely excited.

Throughout history books, the nation was the most upright and wise!

The emperor guarded the country, and the emperor died in the country!

The Ming Dynasty was the most righteous dynasty in history!

In his previous life, he didn't have much of a future either.

He came to the Ming Dynasty, but he could show off his skills with the knowledge of his previous life and leave his name in history!

While he was excited, the housekeeper, Old Fang, changed his expression and asked in astonishment, "Young... Young Master, did you just say... to make a name for yourself?"

"That's right!"

Zhu Shou was full of energy. He stood up and said in high spirits, "A man is alive. If he doesn't make achievements and help the world, wouldn't he come to the world for nothing?"

Unexpectedly, when Old Fang heard this, he looked sad. He turned around and ran out of the door, shouting loudly.

"Guards, go and get the doctor!"

"Quick, go and inform the old master. Something's wrong! The young master is ill again!"

Zhu Shou was stunned. "What's going on?"

All of a sudden, a piece of fragmented and strange memory came to his mind.

The moment his memories merged, he was completely dumbfounded.

This person with the same surname as him was a total black sheep!

He had committed all kinds of crimes. He was simply a scum among the scum!

This guy had had a brain disease since he was a child. His father was doing business outside, and only his grandfather had accompanied him all the time. He had invited famous doctors for him, but he had never given up the treatment.

It was also because of this that the lordmaster wanted him to recover as soon as possible. Once he discovered that the black sheep's performance was abnormal, he grabbed him and gave him a shot.

A few days ago, this guy was ill again. He had been unconscious and unconscious. Everyone in the mansion was anxious.

And this sleep also brought him to the Ming dynasty.

Wait!

Zhu Shou suddenly realized that it was a very serious problem.

"When I first came here, I told others that I wanted to make achievements and help the world..."

This was not in line with the black sheep's character!

In other people's eyes, this was a typical sign of an illness, wasn't it?

"Doesn't that mean... I'm going to be beaten again?"

No!

He had to run. If he didn't run now, something big would happen!

Just as he was about to run away, he bumped into an old man and entered the door.

The old man was in his early 60s, wearing a Ming Huang suit.

Although his hair and beard were all white, he was full of energy and his eyes were bright. He looked like a fierce tiger coming down from the mountain.

Zhu Shou looked at him and tried hard to recall. Then he said a little embarrassedly, "Grandpa..."

The old man's expression immediately changed when he called him grandfather!

He closed his eyes painfully and said, "It seems that you are really ill again. Since you can remember, you have never called me grandpa!"

"What a beast!"

Zhu Shou couldn't help cursing in his heart. "Is he still a human?"

He didn't even recognize his grandfather!

Just as she was about to explain, a few strong men barged straight into the room. They all looked tall and strong.

Then, an old doctor with a medicine chest on his back walked in quickly and said, "Quick, hold down the young master. I'll give him an acupuncture treatment right now!"

As soon as the order was given, those strong men immediately rushed to Zhu Shou and pinned him down on the bed.

The old doctor didn't hesitate. He took out an inch-long silver needle, shook his head and said, "Come on, young master, don't panic. When I give you a needle, you will be cured!"

Zhu Shou was so frightened that his eyes widened. He couldn't even speak properly. "I... I'm not ill..."

The old doctor's face was full of pain. He said, "That's right. The young master has always been sick, and he also has such an excuse!"

"Young Master, don't be afraid of getting sick!"

"Don't worry. My ancestors have taught me the method of acupuncture for 18 generations. I'm sure it can cure the young master's brain problem!"

As he spoke, the silver needle in his hand was already close to Zhu Shou's forehead.

"Young Master, you're lying tight!"

"Don't come over! Ah... What the fuck!"

As Zhu Shou howled like a pig being slaughtered, there was no sound.

In less than a moment, he sat at the head of the bed with his head full of silver needles. His face was pale and he was in a daze.

He was extremely regretful.

He was still too young!

He had just time-traveled here. Before he could figure out the situation, he started to talk nonsense. Wasn't he just looking for trouble?

But soon, he cheered up again and looked at the old man. "Old... old man, what year is it this year?"

When he heard the old man's disrespectful title, the old man was not annoyed at all. There was even a hint of joy in his eyes.

"It seems that the doctor's acupuncture is very effective. My grandson is quite normal."

"Hong Wu, twenty-four years. What's wrong?"

"Twenty-four years..."

Zhu Shou answered casually, but he was suddenly stunned again. He asked incredulously, "How many years did you say it was?"

The old man replied patiently, "In the 24th year of Hong Wu."

Zhu Shou's heart sank and he couldn't help but ask again, "Has Li Shanchang been killed? Hu Zhenyong's followers have also been completely eliminated with his death, haven't they?"

The old man's eyes suddenly shot out a sharp light, and he said word by word, "Are you talking about a simple case?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the servants trembled in unison!

Although the sun was setting, everyone felt a chill on their backs and broke out in cold sweat.

Hu Xianyong's case.

This word was simply too heart-palpitating!

The old man was none other than Emperor Zhuzhu of the Ming Dynasty!

During the 15th year of Hong Wu's death, the emperor's grandson, Zhu Xiongrong, buried himself in the tomb of the purple gold mountain.

On the way to the funeral, a clap of thunder fell. Zhu Xiongrong came back to life in the coffin, but he was out of his mind and had a brain disease.

Zhu Ba wanted to take him back to the palace, but the world knew about it. So he ordered more than 3,000 eunuchs and Palace Guards to block the news.

Then, he changed Zhu Xiongrong's name to Zhu Shou and secretly placed him in the outskirts of the Yingtian Prefecture, raising him until now.

And today, Li Shan's whole family was beheaded at the lunch gate. The ten-year-old collect case had finally come to an end.

He was worried about his eldest grandson, who had a brain disease. After killing the man, he rushed over.

However, it never occurred to him that his grandson was ill again!

What's more, he actually brought up the big case of Hu Dingyong!

The news of Li Shan's death had yet to spread throughout the capital.

His grandson was far away from the Yingtian Prefecture. Where did he hear the news from?

There was something strange about this matter!

Thinking of this, Zhu Ba took a deep look at Zhu Shou and asked, "San'er, who told you about this?"

Hearing his grandfather's words, Zhu Shou already had an answer in his heart.

He shook his head and hurriedly said, "Old man, it's too late to explain. Hurry up and pack your things and run away with me!"

"Run away?"

"Where do you think you're going?"

Zhu evil's imposing manner suddenly froze, and everyone was stunned.

Upon hearing this, the housekeeper, Fang, was also stunned. He hurriedly said, "Young Master, why did you run away? Isn't it good for us to stay at the feet of the emperor?"

Zhu Shou shook his head and said, "That's not a big deal! With the death of Li Shanchang, Crown Prince Zhu Hui will soon die!"

"When the time comes, Emperor Zhuzhu will start a massacre!"

"If you don't run now, do you want to stay here and wait for death?"

Hong!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu evil's heart was in a state of turmoil!

What?

Am I going to die?!