After laughing enough, Han Du came back to his senses and found that Lao Zhu was looking straight at him. He quickly explained: "I have lost my temper. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
With anger on his face, Lao Zhu asked in a deep voice: "You laugh quite happily, why? The Ming Dynasty did not have three hundred years of national destiny, so it is so funny?"
Well?
Seeing Lao Zhu's unkind expression, Han Du suddenly closed his mouth, and the smile on his face quickly faded, becoming in sync with Lao Zhu in just a few seconds.
The two of them kept a straight face at each other, and the situation was very awkward for a time.
After tensing up for a while, Han Du pretended to be worried about the fate of the Ming Dynasty and explained: "The emperor has misunderstood. I naturally hope that the Ming Dynasty will last forever. The reason why I laugh is because this man is playing tricks on me."
"Oh? Why is he being so mysterious?" Lao Zhu looked at Han Du, but he still didn't have a good expression. Obviously, what Han Du said just now was Han Du's quibble in Lao Zhu's opinion. If Han Du couldn't explain clearly, how to deal with him?
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Seeing the cold light shining on Lao Zhu's exposed teeth, Han Du couldn't help but feel nervous and said quickly: "Your Majesty, what he said seems to be talking about the fate of the Ming Dynasty, but in fact it is nonsense."
nonsense?
After hearing this, Lao Zhu's face became a little more gloomy, and he looked directly at Han Du with unclear meaning. You must know that Lao Zhu, as the founding emperor, naturally attached great importance to the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty. He would only encounter this in his life.
There have been two matters related to the national destiny, one was this signature, and the other was Han Du's statement that the treasure banknotes carried the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty.
The national destiny is related to the rise and fall of the Ming Dynasty, so Lao Zhu naturally did not dare to be careless. When he received this signature, he felt mixed in his heart. What was worrying was that the Ming Dynasty did not have the national destiny for three hundred years, which meant that he had worked hard all his life to build it.
The dynasty will eventually die one day. Fortunately, Lao Zhu himself also knows that there is no dynasty that will last forever in this world, and he has a clear understanding of this, but he is not dissatisfied with it. In other words, if the Ming Dynasty really
Lao Zhu is quite satisfied that it can survive for three hundred years.
But now Han Du actually said that the signature was nonsense, which made Lao Zhu dissatisfied. Feelings, something he has always cherished, are worthless in Han Du's eyes?
If there is no explanation for this, I can't get around you. Lao Zhu looked at Han Du with a cold look.
Han Du didn't notice the change in Lao Zhu's eyes. Now all his attention was on the signature in his hand. After reading the signature several times, Han Du explained: "According to this signature, the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty will be
It could be 100 years, it could be 200 years, or it could be 299 years. What kind of calculation and prediction is this? It’s like predicting the future. What’s the difference between this and randomly guessing a number?”
After hearing Han Du's words, Lao Zhu was stunned. He had never thought about it from this perspective. When he saw the signature, he subconsciously thought that the Ming Dynasty did not have three hundred years of national destiny, so it should be more than two hundred years.
But now after Han Du explained it, he discovered that there are too many explanations for this signature. It can be interpreted as more than two hundred years, it can be interpreted as more than a hundred years, or it can even be interpreted as decades or years.
Han Du waved the signature a few times, curled his lips and said contemptuously: "What kind of speculation on the fate of the country is this? If this can be regarded as speculation on the fate of the country, then I can do it, and I can also say that the Ming Dynasty did not have a thousand-year national destiny." Anyway.
The Zhou Dynasty only had a history of eight hundred years, and there has never been a dynasty that lasted for a thousand years since ancient times.
After Han Du made such a joke, the gloom on Lao Zhu's face faded away. Although he still had a straight face, he obviously no longer had any hostility towards Han Du.
Seeing Han Du's careless look, Lao Zhu couldn't help but cursed, "What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you say ten thousand years if I can give you one thousand years?"
Han Du didn't take Lao Zhu's teachings seriously, pointed to the signature and asked: "Then what's the difference between what he said and what I said? They are talking nonsense. If the country is destroyed, the Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty will be destroyed.
Even the Tang Dynasty did not have a national destiny of three hundred years. Since the Han Dynasty, only the Song Dynasty had a national destiny that barely exceeded three hundred years. At first glance, his words seem to have a mysterious flavor in them, but if you think about it carefully, you can understand
, he is just making guesses like ordinary people, it’s just that he is smarter than ordinary people and is stuck at the three hundred year mark."
Lao Zhu listened silently.
This is like a layer of window paper. When it is not pierced, no one will think about it in this aspect. They will be shocked by the prediction of the national destiny. But once it is pierced, no matter who takes a look at it, they will be shocked.
You know this prediction is a joke.
The autograph is a joke, so Lao Zhu, who has always regarded the autograph as a treasure, is naturally not much better.
Lao Zhu looked angrily at Han Du who was pretending to be a monster, and angrily grabbed the signature from Han Du's hand. He took a look at it and cursed angrily: "I trust him so much, but I didn't expect that he would dare to deal with me like this."
.Isn’t he afraid that his lies will be exposed one day?”
When Han Du heard this, he almost burst out laughing. Seeing Lao Zhu's unkind expression, he quickly tried to control his emotions. He smiled and said, "What is he afraid of? Even if the Ming Dynasty lasts for more than three hundred years, who can still find him?"
Can the score be settled? In three hundred years, let alone him, even if his descendants can still exist, it is still unknown. Even if this signature can be preserved in three hundred years, it is also unknown. "
Time can erase everything. Even if people find out three hundred years later that what he told is a lie, then who can come to him three hundred years ago to settle the score?
Hearing Han Du's words tearing apart the signature that was so important in his heart, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed. "He is also a figure who has left his name in history. If he does such a thing, isn't he afraid of future generations?"
People scold him?"
When Han Du heard this, he couldn't help laughing. He shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, not everyone cares about their reputation after death. Some people think that when they are alive, this world is the world. After they die, they will not care about the floods.
?Besides, even if someone discovers that he is talking nonsense in the future, his reputation will not necessarily be ruined, and it may become even better."
Seeing Lao Zhu's expression of how could this be possible, Han Du continued to explain: "Everything in this world is fake, only benefits are real. As long as there is a reason, let alone saying a few nice words for him, even if it is
There will be a lot of people who want to praise his bad feet. What is nonsense? As long as the profit is enough, someone will dare to fabricate a great and honorable story based on his nonsense and praise him as a god.