Young young man pushed a hand at dusk, "Why are you stunned? Go and change your clothes quickly, just wear them for a few days, wait for the war to calm down, and then go find your family."

At dusk, my mind was full of stagnation and I went to the side room where the boy came out in a bad mood.

All are wooden furniture.

There are even mosquito nets made of burlap, and the sense of backwardness in feudal society is overwhelming.

The long gown doesn't fit very well.

And it's awkwardly dressed.

He came to the front door of the main hall and asked the boy, "Children, what's your name? Where is this?"

I have to go home quickly.

The boy was surprised and a little dissatisfied with the title, "What kind of kid, my name is Wu Yubi."

He said again: "This is Pingkangfang by the Lotus Bridge. It is my home. My father is Wu Pu. By the way, which house is your home? After a few days, my father and I will send you back."

Fang?

Fang means ancient community.

The dusk suddenly shuddered, and I remembered something, could it be...

He hurriedly asked, "What year is this year?"

The young man sighed, looking a little adult, "Are you stupid enough to be soaked in water? You can't even remember this? This year is the fourth year of Jianwen, but the year name is over. After King Yan Zhu Di entered the city in the morning, a big fire ignited in the Forbidden City. I'm afraid that the young Long Live Master himself would let it go. He doesn't want to survive, but he has backbone. Oh, I really didn't expect that under the great situation, his uncle robbed the throne so simply."

Dusk is confused.

The fourth year of Jianwen.

The army of the king of Yan.

Jingnan?!

This is the Ming Dynasty?!

So there are no high-rise buildings, only retro yards; so there is thick smoke in the distance; so I shrink into a half-baby.

Because it was ancient times.

Because Yongle entered Yingtian Mansion.
Chapter completed!