Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty: I Teach Old Zhu to Be an Emperor

In the Ming dynasty's darkest prison, there was a man who seemed the least like a prisoner. His patched prison clothes couldn't hide how much more composed he was than someone wearing an imperial robe. Though he ate spoiled prison food, he could still teach Prince of Yan Zhu Di “the art of ruling.”

When Zhu Yuanzhang received a secret report, he nearly smashed his desk. “My son runs to the death row every day. Is he going there to find himself a new father?!”

The old emperor took the crown prince in disguise for a nighttime visit, then hid behind a wall to eavesdrop.

“The north had no natural defenses, and the south neglected its military. That's why the Song dynasty fell.”

“My Ming dynasty rose in the south, yet now it must rule the north. It's a paradox without precedent in a thousand years.”

Every sentence was like a knife, carving into Zhu Yuanzhang's heart. He suddenly understood: this condemned prisoner wasn't teaching. He was planting a bomb in the empire!

But could he kill the man? If he did, Zhu Di would be the first to turn against him. If he didn't, that bomb would inevitably explode!

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