Late at night in the thirty-fifth year of Hongwu's reign, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly suffered from dizziness while reviewing a memorial in Fengtian Hall. When he opened his eyes again, the dragon chair turned into an asphalt road, and the dragon robe was covered with dust - he fell into the modern city of 2025.
From recognizing cars as "iron boxes" and using mobile phones as "soul mirrors" to being taken back to the police station by patrolmen for "dragon robe cosplay", this grassroots emperor clumsily adapted to a new world where there is no distinction between emperor and ministers under the impact of scan-code payment and fast food burgers. He hid in the rescue station and listened to people chatting about the history of the Ming Dynasty. He read "The Biography of Zhu Yuanzhang" in the bookstore and faced the judgment of later generations on the "Sapphire Case" for the first time. He took the train back to Nanjing with 20 yuan in his pocket and saw the stone figures and horses in the Xiaoling Mausoleum of the Ming Dynasty.
When modern equality and stability shattered his obsession that "I am the world", this iron-blooded emperor finally suddenly realized amidst the lights of Qinhuai and the roar of the subway: without the emperor's power, the people's smiles are heavier than the dragon's chair. He shed his imperial figure and became an ordinary old man on the streets, but he understood the true meaning of Jiangshan in the smoke and smoke.
