Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

The so-called flower blooms in two, one on each side.

Jiang Xianren's words made Zhu Di gear up. How miserable the officials of the Ming Dynasty would be with the readily available examination method. This is a story for later, so I won't mention it for now.

Let’s talk about Jiang Xinghuo.

After finishing the lecture on "State Management" that day, he returned to the cell where there was no one. The more he thought about it, the more mysteries Jiang Xinghuo felt.

The identities of the people around him had already partially verified this conjecture in his mind.

As a veteran time traveler who is more like a reincarnation person, as a butterfly full of variables, the fluttering storm may lead to fateful entanglements between myself and more and more famous figures in the Ming Dynasty.

Mr. Cao, the captain of the Jiujiang ship, has been identified by him. He is Li Jinglong, the first generation of the Ming Dynasty God of War.

Tiehanhan Gaoyu's identity has also been discovered by him. He is the second prince Zhu Gaoxu.

As for the old man Zhuo Jingzhuo, his identity has never been concealed. It can be directly determined that he is Zhuo Jing, a famous minister of Hongwu, a high-ranking official of the Jianwen Dynasty, and a great scholar.

Then, Jiang Xinghuo had a good reason to think about a question.

Who was Captain Yan who Zhu Gaoxu respected so much that day?

In other words, why did Zhuo Jing deliberately not come to class that day even though he was not feeling well?

Could it be because Zhuo Jing, who is very arrogant at heart, can't deal with Captain Yan? If so, why didn't they deal with it?

One after another, strong doubts emerged in Jiang Xinghuo's mind.

Then, Jiang Xinghuo thought of a terrifying possibility to solve these mysteries.

——Captain Yan, can’t he be Zhu Di?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

It was lunch time, so Jiang Xinghuo put down the homemade rice bowl sent by the jailer Lao Wang. The food that originally seemed delicious was now tasteless.

After sitting for a long time, Jiang Xinghuo still felt a little unbelievable about his speculation.

If this was true, it indeed greatly exceeded his psychological expectations. Jiang Xinghuo originally thought that this day would come later.

But after careful consideration, Jiang Xinghuo also felt that his guess was not necessarily true, and it could also be Duke Cheng Zhu Neng or someone else.

But Jiang Xinghuo then thought about it, not to mention that it might not be true, even if it was true, it seemed like the other party was begging for more of him, right? What do you have to be afraid of?

No matter what, the other party needs the knowledge in his mind to help the other party enhance Ming's national power.

He is neither greedy for money nor lustful, and he is not even afraid of death. He has no weaknesses at all. Even if the emperor comes, he can't control him.

The worst outcome would be for Jiang Xinghuo to travel through time and again and survive another life, survive the ninth life, and return to modern times to live forever.

Time has changed, the vicissitudes of life have changed endlessly, but I will never die.

Maybe when the hibernation cabin technology matures, after hibernating for hundreds of years, when you wake up, you can drive a mecha and go to outer space to fight the Trisolarans?

Jiang Xinghuo was soon amused by himself, and his thoughts became clearer. He breathed a long sigh of relief, picked up his rice bowl and prepared to continue eating his rice bowl.

But as soon as Jiang Xinghuo moved his chopsticks, he heard hissing from the other side.

At this moment, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly lost his appetite.

That's the bad thing about prison. The sound and smell really affect the quality of the meal. It's okay if you get used to it every day. If you're not used to it, then forget about the discomfort in your heart.

Jiang Xinghuo had just put down the bowl and chopsticks, but he immediately tightened his grip.

"There's something wrong with that sound."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the opposite side thoughtfully.

Opposite him was the reckless hero with the same name as the Grandmaster of Five Lightning Whips.

But why is this reckless hero squatting and peeing? The image is somewhat inconsistent.

Jiang Xinghuo shook his head and quickly dismissed this doubt from his mind. Maybe he had a stomachache today.

However, these clues undoubtedly further aggravated Jiang Xinghuo's suspicion.

After all, if it were true, the other party would have exposed various flaws before.

A rough hero who claimed to be from Shandong, even though his ancestors were scholars, he knew a lot about astronomy and geography, and he seemed to yearn for the ocean.

However, this does not rule out the fact that people have had this ambition since they were young to live by the seaside?

In the Shandong Peninsula, so many cities are close to the seaside, and Dengzhou is now the most important shipping distribution center in the north. Countless ships depart from Dengzhou every day to the Liaodong Peninsula, Beijing, Nanjing, and even Japan.

Moreover, the Dengzhou Navy was also an important water force in the Ming Dynasty, responsible for guarding the safety of the northern coastline.

Therefore, there are many heroes in Shandong who are good at water battles and have the courage to explore the sea.

Judging his identity based on this alone is a bit arbitrary.

But having said that, if you analyze it rationally, from the perspective of religious beliefs, the fact that you believe in the Great Food Law is not a strong clue.

The Yuan Dynasty ruled the north for many years. A small number of Mongolians and most Semu people actually believed in the Great Food Law, which also led to the belief of some lower-class people in the north.

But the more Jiang Xinghuo thought about it, the more strange he felt. The Han people in Shandong believed in the Great Food Law, yearned for the ocean, and knew Zhu Gaoxu. Numerous clues, whether true or false, were gathered together. There was no flaw if they were picked out individually. But when they gathered together... When we are together, it becomes weirder.

etc!

A picture from before suddenly appeared in Jiang Xinghuo's mind.

The other person was holding his heavy beard under the tree, and the sweat dripping down his face was red.

Moreover, when I accidentally glanced at him, I didn't see the bulge under the other person's jaw.

When he thought about the other party's squatting and peeing behavior, a bold idea flashed through Jiang Xinghuo's mind like lightning.

——This person can’t be the eunuch Zheng He in disguise, right?

When this idea appeared in Jiang Xinghuo's mind, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly felt a strong contrast.

Although Jiang Xinghuo mentioned Zheng He a few days ago when answering the other party's wish, that is, "whether he can go on a pilgrimage to Mecca?", the other party indeed seemed to have got his wish.

But at that time, Jiang Xinghuo did not associate the hero surnamed Ma with Zheng He.

But even though he had vague speculations now, in reality, Jiang Xinghuo could not connect the rough man in front of him with Zheng He, the three-guard eunuch in the textbook.

What is the image of Zheng He?

Standing on the bow of the ship, he raised his hand and pointed forward. Behind him were countless treasure ships from the Ming Dynasty sailing to the Western Ocean. Their flags were fluttering and their sleeves were fluttering.

But what is the image of this reckless hero in front of me?

With a face as heavy as a jujube and a long beard under his chin, he looks a bit like Guan Gong!

But if I saw it right, the other party was really in disguise?

After such an idea emerged, it expanded crazily like a prairie fire.

If it was really Zheng He, then the world would be a bit more strange. First, "My student is actually the second prince", and then he encountered such an unbelievable thing.

——"The prisoner opposite me is actually the famous Sanbao eunuch Zheng He who painstakingly disguised himself. The purpose of entering the prison is just to listen to my lecture?"

However, is all this really a wonderful fate?

Jiang Xinghuo thought about it and suddenly realized another question: If the other party was really Zheng He, could it be that Emperor Yongle arranged to go to the imperial prison to replace Li Jinglong to attend the lecture?

In other words, I am just like Truman, the protagonist in "The Truman Show", who has been under the live surveillance of others?

Thinking further, could Zhu Gaoxu himself be part of a mysterious plan?

As a senior time traveler, I fell into a trap designed by the top powers of this era from the beginning?

In an instant, various complex emotions poured into Jiang Xinghuo's heart.

But on second thought, Jiang Xinghuo rejected this somewhat creepy idea.

Jiang Xinghuo, after all, is not suffering from delusions of persecution. He is just deducing it in his mind. There is no need to scare himself.

The probability of being actively plotted against him should be low, and the probability of his identity as a time traveler being discovered is even slimmer.

People of this era are indeed more likely to regard themselves as immortals than to correctly understand the concept of "travelers".

What's more, there is another point that makes this divergent conjecture untenable.

——He took the initiative to go to prison and wait for death, but the Yan army crossed the river and invaded Nanjing to kill the ten clans of Fang Xiaoru, but he did not change because of his actions.

In other words, the various mysteries that arise for oneself should be a coincidence and a beautiful misunderstanding at the beginning.

And then, he was noticed by the top management of the Ming Empire without realizing it, and then he was given more attention.

In this way, if this hero named Ma is Zheng He, my hypothesis is not incomprehensible.

However, I still lack enough evidence for this idea.

As for snooping into the other person's private parts for confirmation, Jiang Xinghuo's character is absolutely impossible.

Moreover, Jiang Xinghuo did not need such underhanded tactics to satisfy his curiosity.

If he wanted to find out whether the other party had hidden his identity, Jiang Xinghuo had his own way.

Of course, it definitely doesn't involve using force.

Jiang Xinghuo observed carefully and found that his body was indeed not weak. Compared to ordinary people who were basically malnourished, he was considered a normal and relatively strong adult man.

However, if you want to try to "power down a man" with an eight-foot-tall man like him and ask him if he is hiding his identity, I'm afraid it's not possible.

Therefore, a letter is still required.

It’s not too late to make some insinuations first.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly had an idea. He raised his head and stared at the reckless wealthy man opposite who claimed to be from Shandong.

Zheng He, who had just finished relieving himself, looked up and saw Jiang Xinghuo's strange eyes.

The corners of Zheng He's mouth twitched, obviously feeling an inexplicable pressure, and his tiger eyes were full of doubts.

"What are you doing?"