Daming: What Happened to Zhu Biao?

After traveling to the body of Prince Yiwen Zhu Biao, my life entered a ten-year countdown. The survival system comes when you mess up at the beginning. One day of messing up can extend your life by ten days, and your lifespan can also be used to exchange for magical equipment! Looking at the thirteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty, most of them who were civilized, political, and martial arts died young, and I, Zhu Biao, am also among them. Working hard? Reform the imperial examination? Reorganizing the court? No, that would only drain my efforts, and I would just destroy it, so I could still survive. But history tells me that displaying junk is also an art form. If you have no money, you will sell your official position to enrich your inner life. The teacher will urge you to read and talk nonsense. The prince will go to court and I will be the king of crickets and cockfights. In order to be able to show off better, I saved the dying Queen Ma and made my elderly father Zhu Yuanzhang strong. In this way, the government affairs of the court are handed over to Lao Zhu, and the princes in the harem are handed over to the empress. My prince, Zhu Biao, is free and carefree, with nothing to do. I originally wanted to be a salty fish in the Hongwu Dynasty, but who knew... My father killed the hero, and I pretended to be sick to save thousands of people from being killed. Song Lian forced me to study and skipped classes to create a prosperous sweet potato era. Pretending to be asleep and drooling in the courtroom, the water stains dries out to reveal the world's sea map! Years later, Zhu Yuanzhang grabbed me by the collar and asked. "Prince, how can you rule the world with your nonsense?"