Great Ming: I Really Can't Deal with Zhu Yuanzhang, That Crafty Old Fox!

I transmigrated and became Zhu Yunxi.

There was a formidable-figure ** in my mind, ** filled with sages, princes, and other great figures.

There was Sun Tzu, the Military Sage; Chiyou, the God of War; Li Er, the forefather of metallurgy; and Ou Yezi, the God of Forging.

Treating the sick, making weapons, managing the economy and people's livelihoods, governing the country, and conquering the world: Zhu Yunxi was an expert at it all.

But after Zhu Yuanzhang cried himself blind, a roc descended from the heavens and cured his eyes, giving him divine eyes that could see other people's futures.

So Zhu Yuanzhang saw every one of Zhu Yunxi's inventions clearly.

Not only did Zhu Yuanzhang steal his ideas, he was terrible at carrying them out and still had to ask him for help.

Zhu Yunxi could only work while sighing: Zhu Yuanzhang really was one sly old fox.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.