
I Want to Open a Sea 2
朕想开个海2
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 83k Words
- Genre
- Historical
- Subgenre
- Alternate History
- Updated
- 13d ago
- Source
- Zongheng
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Other names
- I Want to Claim the Sea朕想开个海Former title · until Oct 2026
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I'm chasing you even harder. Your Majesty, give me a chicken drumstick too.
He put the memorial into his sleeve. The page trembled slightly, like a heartbeat that had been dormant for a hundred years and finally started to beat again. What he didn't know was that on the fifth day of the first lunar month, a bowl of bird's nest porridge from Southeast Asia with the Chinese name "Xingtai Tang" printed on it would be served to the table in the imperial dining room.
The Yongle Dynasty had two sea routes - one for the court and one for the people. The court's road was walked majestically; the people's road was tightly sealed by an edict. When Emperor Zhu You closed the account book, he suddenly remembered a person - during the Chenghua period, an official asked to open Yuegang, but was rejected. The copy of the memorial is in Bingzifang. And the person who left behind was not the first, nor would he be the last. In the corner of the seventh shelf of the C-shaped room, there was an earlier memorial, waiting for him.
Gu Qingchen's secret letter arrived in Fujian in seven days. "No piece of board is allowed to enter the sea" in Emperor Zhu You's hand has not been touched for 130 years. And in the seventh frame of the B-shaped room, the memorial from a hundred years ago is still waiting. Two lines, one going north and one going south. There is a sea in the middle.
The word "No" under the fingertips was pressed against the paper. What he didn't know was that a hundred years ago, someone had already written a memorial to this sea. The memorial was lying in the corner of the seventh shelf of the C-shaped room, waiting for him.