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22 The future can be changed by deducing Zhu Li!

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Deducing Zhu Li, the Future Can Be Changed!

That night, Zhu Yuanzhang finished reading the memorial in the royal study. After returning to his bedroom, he directly opened the dream system.

Looking at the 35-minute dream option in his mind, Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated again.

"Dream System, why is Old Nine's future unknown?”

"Does that mean that the life deduced now can also be used as a reference?”

Zhu Yuanzhang asked the dream system again.

The dream system quickly gave a notification: Dreamscape life was the result of deduction. If someone interfered with the future, it would cause changes in the future.

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a long time before he understood the general meaning of the dream system.

For example, if he found a fortune-teller and found that he had bad luck, but if the fortune-teller provided a way to break it, he could change this bad luck.

The premise was that the fortune-teller could really calculate why you were unlucky and find a way to resolve it.

This was equivalent to being able to predict the future.

The existence of this dream system was equivalent to Zhu Yuanzhang being able to read the fortunes of his sons again and again, and then use this dream to change the direction of their future development.

For example, if he gave birth to a son who was originally going to die on the battlefield, then he would lock his son up in the Ying Tian Prefecture or not send him to fight at all. Wouldn't this change the outcome of his death on the battlefield?

Actually, this was the same as what Zhu Biao had reminded him before.

Since he knew the future, he could just change it.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned again.

Something's not right!

The dream system still couldn't explain why Old Nine's fate was unknown!

The dream system then sent another notification: During the calculation process, the system detected that the Ninth Prince, Han King Zhu Li, had been changing the direction of the future slightly.

This subtle change was quite exquisite.

In other words, Zhu Li had been changing the future, but this change was only a small one and did not cause a fundamental impact on the outside world.

"If he keeps changing like this, will it directly change his future?”

Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly asked.

The dream system gave him another notification. If fate was continuously changed, it was indeed possible to change the outcome of the future. If the outcome changed or it was impossible to happen again, then the dream bubble deduced by the system would shatter and disappear, and a new dream bubble would be generated!

Zhu Yuanzhang finally understood.

Zhu Li had changed his fate slightly. Perhaps he had realized his mistake after this incident and wanted to try to change it?

However, he had the Dream System, which meant that he could predict the future. He could directly interfere with the fate of these sons.

This change could be fundamental and thorough!

Moreover, after the ending was changed, the bubble that the system had originally deduced would disappear, which was equivalent to changing fate successfully!

After regenerating the dream bubble, he could continue to watch, which meant that he had the opportunity to repeatedly try and make mistakes!

"If that's the case, we'll get the imperial physicians to start studying this cold tomorrow. As long as Boss has the slightest sign of a cold, we'll have to treat him!”

"Also, make sure that Boss keeps himself warm every day. Don't let him work too hard. At most, give him a long vacation and let him rest in the Eastern Palace for a while!”

Zhu Yuanzhang quickly made up his mind.

Since fate could be changed, he would change the fate of his boss, Zhu Biao!

That's right!

There was also Second Brother's!

After a period of time, he would find a suitable opportunity to directly move his fief. He would definitely be able to avoid this calamity!

At the thought of this, Zhu Yuanzhang's originally heavy heart felt much better.

He then turned his attention to Zhu Li's 35-minute dream bubble and chose to deduce.

Soon, as the dream system read the bubble information, Zhu Yuanzhang closed his eyes and slowly entered dreamland.

The opening was the same as the previous time. With Zhu Li as the first person, Dreamland Life officially began…

You were born into a royal family. Your father was the founding Emperor Hongwu, and your mother was a chivalrous warrior in the Jiangnan area. She was the Imperial Consort Zhou appointed by Zhu Yuanzhang! He could also be considered a noble!

Since young, you didn't like to play with ink, but you were very interested in dancing with knives and guns, riding horses and archery! You're only fifteen years old, but you've already developed a body full of muscles!

Among all the princes, you are the one who can fight the most!

Even Fourth Brother Zhu Di was defeated by you!

Father admires you for your powerful martial strength! He was also the son of the prince he relied on the most! Because you look very much like your mother, even your personality is very similar!

But you don't know how to hide yourself. Anyway, you're always arrogant and domineering. You rely on your martial arts and often cause trouble, so you don't get whipped by your father!

That year, Father arranged a marriage for you. Perhaps Mother, Noble Consort Zhou, and Huaixi Xun didn't get along, so your consort's family background was that of the civil servants! She wasn't a Huaixi noble lady!

The beginning was a scene that Zhu Yuanzhang was familiar with. In the end, he got married and became a vassal when he was 95 years old!

In the end, the Han Princess Consort died of an inexplicable illness not long after!

However, Ninth Brother's attitude towards the princess's death was cold!

It was just a hasty matter!

After that, he would stay in the military camp every day, and then the battle would begin!

From one aspect, the difference between Ninth Brother and Second Brother was still very big!

The second brother, Qin Wang, was simply a pure bastard. He was licentious and tyrannical, causing the people to want to poke his backbone!

However, Ninth Brother was different. He simply didn't know how to govern his fief, but at least he wouldn't indulge in debauchery. Moreover, he didn't get close to women. He just ate and drank a little extravagantly.

But at the same time, Ninth Brother was also very hardworking. He ran to the military camp all day long and never neglected the training and training. He was always prepared for danger in times of peace!

He had practiced archery skills that could pierce through a tree in a hundred steps on the battlefield, and his martial strength was almost off the charts!

He lacked the experience of governing a fief!

It could be said that Old Nine was very suitable to be a general, but not a king. That was pretty much what it meant!

Indulging the officials to squeeze the people's wealth to use as military supplies, this stinky brat!

At the very least, this Ninth Brother was not doing this for his own selfish desires. He was doing this for the sake of building an army!

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed in anger when he saw this!

In your fief, every winter, the Wala people would often come from the northwest to the south. You would lead your army to resist them many times and win all of them. There were eight battles in total. On the battlefield, you would kill a hundred people. The Wala people would be like lambs under your iron hooves!

Your victories over the years have made you famous throughout the world. You are even more loved by the people in Hanzhong. Your influence is too great! He even surpassed the other vassal kings!

Zhu Yuanzhang was a little surprised. The dream system had skipped over everything that had happened. It was a little too vague. It seemed to have only briefly introduced the identity of the Han King and important events, without much detail!

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