Great Ming: The Old Zhu Overheard My Thoughts, and I Completely Panicked

When Lin Feng woke up, he had transmigrated into the Hongwu era of the Ming dynasty, as a low-ranking censor. On his first day at court, faced with the murderous Zhu Yuanzhang seated on the dragon throne, he panicked internally: 【I’m dead, I’m dead! So this is Zhu Yuanzhang? What a terrifying look! He looks like he wants to behead everyone he sees!】 【That minister sure talks a lot! Can’t he see Old Zhu tapping the armrest? Shut up already, man!】 【I’m done for! Old Zhu’s asking what I think? What could I possibly think? Do I even dare have an opinion?! If I say the wrong thing, will they drag me out and stuff my skin with straw?!】 Lin Feng resolved to keep his head down and stay alive. But he soon realized that something was off: He ranted internally about suspicious accounts in the Ministry of Revenue, and Zhu Yuanzhang ordered a thorough investigation the next day. He privately roasted a certain marquis for being a great actor, and the marquis was thrown into the imperial prison the very next day. He only imagined to himself that the princess was beautiful, so why was Old Zhu looking at him with such a meaningful expression…? Lin Feng: “Your Majesty is wise! My admiration for you is as boundless as the Yangtze River!” Inner thoughts: 【Good grief! Can Old Zhu read minds?! How come he keeps doing whatever I’m thinking?】 Zhu Yuanzhang (expressionless): 【Hmm, this kid’s kind of interesting. He sees things pretty clearly, and he’s got a colorful way of cursing people, too.】 Before long, all the officials at court realized that an unremarkable seventh-rank censor had become the most sought-after “mind-reading consultant” by the Hongwu Emperor. Lin Feng: “I’m not! I didn’t! Don’t make things up!” The officials: “Lord Lin, please! Could you stop cursing us in your head for once? His Majesty really can hear you!”