Zhu Yun, a graduate student in Ming history, woke up to find himself a grandson of the Ming emperor in the twenty-fifth year of the Hongwu reign: Zhu Yuntong.
His father, Zhu Biao, had died just three months earlier, and his elder brother Zhu Yunwen was about to be appointed crown prince’s heir. As for him, the unlucky grandson who had been demoted to commoner and ultimately died a sudden death in the history books, all he had was a Farm System that came with his transmigration.
A thousand mu of farmland, ten times the normal time flow, one-click planting, one-click harvesting.
Other transmigrators relied on Systems to cheat their way to success. He relied on farming. Pepper, chili peppers, sugarcane, ginseng: he grew whatever was valuable. He used his profits to upgrade the farm, raising fish, chickens, pigs, and horses. His land expanded from a thousand mu to five hundred thousand, and his farming business grew into global trade.
But first, he had to make sure his imperial grandfather, Zhu Yuanzhang, knew the land existed.
“Grandfather, Father appeared in my dream and left me a piece of land.”
The moment Zhu Yuanzhang saw grain appear in his grandson’s hands, the succession was settled.
And what came after that?
His mother’s killer, Consort Lü, was still bringing him ginseng soup in the main courtyard. His elder brother Zhu Yunwen was still waiting to become crown prince’s heir. His fourth uncle, Zhu Di, was sharpening his blades in Beiping. The civil officials at court were all watching him like hawks.
He had a plot of land that could grow grain, and could also grow a new Ming dynasty.
