Great Ming: Old Zhu Just Got Reborn, and I Transmigrated

In the thirty-first year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang, his hair white and his life nearing its end, pointed at the setting sun and cried, "If only I could borrow another five hundred years from Heaven!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he sank into a deep sleep and never stirred again.

When he opened his eyes once more and saw the date on the memorial before him, he looked at the familiar Empress Ma beside him, a face he had seen countless times in his dreams. His voice trembling with excitement, he said, "I... have been reborn!"

My name is Zhu Su. I just transmigrated to the Hongwu era and became the fifth prince of the Great Ming, with the same name as my own.

I had planned to make a name for myself and show off what a transmigrator could do, but then I realized something was off about my old man, the Hongwu Emperor.

He executed Hu Weiyong right from the start and saved Crown Prince Zhu Biao? He started summoning famous doctors from across the land a year before Empress Ma fell ill?

As one startling move followed another, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind: "Could he... be a transmigrator too?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.