Dressed as Zhu Ji, the fifth prince of the Ming Dynasty,
There is no system,
There was just a run-down farm.
All the civil and military officials in the dynasty laughed at me for being a farming prince.
I quietly grow my hybrid rice.
Until the rice yielding thousands of kilograms per mu is before our eyes,
Zhu Yuanzhang's hands trembled,
Xu Da stuffed his three daughters into my palace overnight!
I produce a thousand catties of land per acre;
I trained my troops with flintlocks and swept across Mobei;
I made the country rich and powerful, and all the countries came to the dynasty.
The eldest brother Zhu Biao, the prince, regards me as a humerus;
The fourth brother of Emperor Yongle asked me to help him ascend to the throne.
And my emperor father,
Then he held the jade seal passed down from the country,
He asked me eagerly:
Lao Wu,
This is the Ming Dynasty,
Do you want it or not?
