Império Ming: Depois que Revelei Minha Viagem no Tempo, Velho Zhu Ficou Atordoado
Qin Feng atravessou acidentalmente para a era Hongwu. Sendo um viajante do tempo, ele sequer tinha um “cheat” especial. Diante de uma época em que faltava comida até para sobreviver, percebeu que, ape
The ninth year of the Hongwu era, summer.
Yingtian Prefecture.
Wuying Hall.
Before him stood a raggedly dressed youth, whose presence stirred a rare look of puzzlement on the stern face of the venerable Zhu.
“Are you the one who claims to be a time traveler named Qin Feng?”
Unlike ordinary people who trembled in the presence of the emperor, Qin Feng remained composed and unflinching.
This only made the formidable old Zhu regard him with a newfound respect.
“To be precise, I come from a future more than six hundred years ahead.”
“...”
In this feudal age, charlatans and mystics abounded, each claiming to be celestial beings descended to earth. Yet, none dared utter such absurd claims as this young man before him.
From over six centuries in the future?
Even Liu Ji, the wise strategist who claimed insight into five hundred years past and future, would never speak such presumptuous words.
“Do you know the fate that awaits those who deceive the sovereign?”
A flicker of deadly intent flashed in old Zhu’s eyes.
To speak such blasphemy before an iron-willed emperor who had slain tens of thousands of corrupt officials could only end in tragedy.
One misstep in speech could mean a swift beheading and cruel stripping of flesh.
Yet Qin Feng showed no sign of fear; instead, he answered calmly and confidently.
“Your Majesty, killing me would be as simple as crushing an ant. Since I have chosen to reveal myself, I fear no death.”
“At worst, I’ll be gone for eighteen years, only to