In the year 1452 of the Dà Yùn era, Zhélóng Prefecture, Gāoliǔ County.,The apprentices huddled in groups of three or four, squatting against the walls. Li Yuan sat hunched over his bowl in a corner, his shoulders aching from fatigue as he ate the steamed buns. A bitter feeling welled up within him.,The more Li Yuan thought about it, the more his heart fluttered with anticipation. If he didn't know that the timing was wrong now, he would have wanted to hold the ceremony immediately.。