When Zhu Di was squatting in a melon patch, sneaking bites of watermelon, Zhu Heng's hoe suddenly lit up with the Shennong totem. Juice bursting from the melon flesh gathered in midair to form the Yongle reign title. It was the special effect of the Watermelon Injection Technique, a reward from the spirit-field space the night before.
"Fourth Brother, is this melon ripe?"
Zhu Heng held a wine flask, bleary-eyed with drink. Behind him, prophetic potatoes suddenly sprouted in the spirit field, each one engraved with "Jingnan," "Tumu Fortress," or "Chongzhen's Suicide." Zhu Di was so startled that melon pulp splattered across his face, unaware that Old Zhu was crouched outside the fence, trembling as he used the emperor's art of reading qi to stare at the birthmark on Zhu Heng's waist.
