Great Ming: I Am the Daoist Sect Leader, and You Want Me to Be the Imperial Preceptor?

Xiao Zhi transmigrated to the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu and entered the Heavenly Palace of the Ming Dynasty to cultivate the Dao.

Who could have guessed that Zhu Yuanzhang would secretly visit in disguise? As the two got to know each other, the old emperor's composure completely fell apart!

"Emperor Hongwu will definitely make Zhu Yunwen the Crown Prince. I'm telling you!"

"What's wrong with that?"

"He's not up to the job, get it? Can he really be emperor? The Prince of Yan will rebel!"

Old Zhu: ...If the Prince of Yan takes the throne, can he make the Ming Dynasty last for generations?

Xiao Zhi: What are you talking about? The Ming Dynasty is doomed. It's got two hundred and fifty years left! I'm telling you!

Old Zhu: Then what's this about the Oirat exchange student?

Xiao Zhi: Your great-great-grandson. He'll wipe out the elite troops in one battle, then get captured by the Oirats. "Smiles"

Old Zhu was instantly crushed.

Only after Xiao Zhi laid out one way after another to save the Ming Dynasty...

Old Zhu: You're going to be my Imperial Preceptor, boy! That's final!

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