The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 74 What self-reproach? That was just boasting! (Please subscribe to the full book, love you all, muah!)
"Not bad, you've made something of yourself, you're even using your imperial grandmother as a servant now."

Empress Ma took the teacup and casually 'praised' it.

How could she not know her grandson's little schemes?
To put it bluntly, when the guard brought over a handwritten copy of the words from Fengtian Hall, Empress Ma understood what Zhu Xiong Ying meant.

Leverage the momentum!

The sugar mill's actions are intended to benefit all the people of the land. For the sake of long-term planning, my own grandson cannot explain this to the court at this moment.

After a while, it turned out that a single sentence from the Empress herself was the most appropriate.

"Grandmother, all I wanted was for things to go smoothly!"

"You wouldn't want your grandson to be made difficult by them in court, would you?"

Zhu Xiong Ying spoke up, sounding aggrieved.

"Alright, Grandma isn't blaming you."

"Your grandfather once said that those who achieve great things cannot ruin their grand plans if they cannot be patient in small matters."

"If you were to say this in court today, it would cause a huge uproar if even a tiny bit of our sugar mill's new sugar were to leak out."

"Leaving aside your intention to engage in commercial activities as the Crown Prince, the disruption of the sugar industry is inevitable."

Empress Ma spoke with a smile.

She wasn't actually that angry.

On the contrary, she even felt somewhat gratified.

My grandson has grown up and knows how to think things through.

"Hehe, with Grandmother's words, I can rest assured."

Zhu Xiong Ying chuckled, and after confirming several times that her imperial grandmother wasn't truly angry, she quickly said, "Imperial grandmother, about the matter of my sins..."

Upon hearing this, Empress Ma's phoenix eyes widened: "What, do you really want Grandma to write a self-criticism?"

Zhu Xiong Ying showed no apprehension at the sight of her imperial grandmother's 'female might', but instead slowly nodded: 'Yes!'

The moment the word "yes" came out, even Empress Ma was slightly taken aback.

But then, Empress Ma frowned, as if she had thought of something, and said, "Xiong Ying, do you intend to place this credit on your grandmother?"

Yes, writing down one's own faults is not a sin, but rather a merit!
Zhu Xiong Ying smiled and said, "Grandmother, the sugar mill will surely benefit the people of the world in the future."

"My grandson is still young. Putting such a burden on his reputation is not only not a good thing, but a bad thing!"

"But Your Majesty, your reputation for benevolence is known throughout the court and the country. When you say you are guilty, you are actually praising yourself!"

"Furthermore, this matter will also help our new sugar and open up sales channels, won't it?"

Upon hearing this, Empress Ma frowned slightly, clearly concerned about the word "bad thing".

Indeed, within the royal family, the more intelligent and renowned the crown prince is, the more dangerous he becomes. This is not a conspiracy theory, but rather that there are always people secretly harboring malicious intentions.

In the imperial court, besides the struggles among the officials, wasn't it also a struggle between officials and imperial power?

When one side is strong, the other side will inevitably be weak!

"Moreover, what Tu Jie said today was not wrong."

Zhu Xiong Ying paused slightly, then continued slowly, "Grandfather's hatred of merchants is indeed justified! The collusion between officials and merchants is a disaster for the people! Our Zhu family is the royal family, and since our grandson, the Crown Prince, is involved in business, the people will inevitably have some thoughts. If someone with ulterior motives spreads rumors, it will become exploitation!"

"The Empress Dowager's identity is just right!"

Upon hearing this, Empress Ma gave Zhu Xiong Ying a deep look and finally smiled.

My grandson is really clever!

It's true that Tu Jie is annoying, but his grandson actually took some of what he said to heart and found it useful!
Although Zhu Xiong Ying originally intended to keep this matter hidden, this incident actually allowed him to take advantage of the situation and push things along.

"Alright, Grandma agrees."

"However, in the meantime, Grandma still has to write a letter to your Imperial Grandfather, otherwise, he might rush back to Yingtian Prefecture in a great hurry."

Empress Ma chuckled and shook her head, as if she could see her old man's anxious expression.

Zhu Xiong Ying pursed her lips, speechless!

Goodness, your 'love story' is well-documented in history books, there's no need to keep feeding me that saccharine romance! How old are you two combined, still acting like you're head over heels in love?
"Then, Your Majesty, may I take my leave?"

Zhu Xiong Ying tentatively asked.

He couldn't stand this behavior of showing affection while being separated from his partner for even a moment longer.

"Stay put! Grandma's writing a letter now, we'll eat in a bit!"

Unexpectedly, Empress Ma gave Zhu Xiong Ying no chance to escape!

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiong Ying was truly on the verge of tears.

How can you do this? Showing affection to your partner and then forcing your grandchildren to watch?

Tu Jie's residence,

The Imperial Censor slowly woke up and, upon opening his eyes, saw his family members crying uncontrollably.

"I'm not dead?"

This was the first question Tu Jie asked.

Then came ecstasy!

He even forgot the pain all over his body!
What does it mean to be alive? A bright future and a good reputation!

As an imperial censor, to stand up against the pillar and die in court to remonstrate with His Highness the Crown Prince, thus standing up for the interests of the people—what a great reputation that is!
And
His own godfather had promised him a bright future!
In this way, he would gain a good reputation, and since both his adoptive father and the current prime minister had high hopes for him, it wouldn't be impossible for him to become prime minister in the future!
At that moment, Tu Jie could almost see himself becoming prime minister and making a name for himself in history.

"Master! Master!"

When Tu Jie's wife saw that her husband had woken up, she quickly went to him.

However, Tu Jie had no time to pay attention to his old wife, and instead asked directly, "How many officials visited me when I fainted?"

Has His Highness the Crown Prince arrived?

"Oh, right! And the Empress! The Empress is kind-hearted. When she hears that I tried to remonstrate with my life by running into a pillar, she will surely praise me and comfort me!"

Tu Jie was extremely anxious at this moment!
He couldn't wait to see proof of his bright future!

However, his own wife shook her head while crying: "Master, it was a group of people dressed as guards who dragged your body through the streets and dumped it at our gate."

"People outside are saying that you're finished, sir!"

Upon hearing this, Tu Jie looked stunned. The ecstasy in his mind suddenly receded, replaced by pain!

Only then did he realize that he was in pain all over his body and was wrapped in bandages! The seeping blood made him wonder if there was any good skin left on his body!
The pain was excruciating, especially in my nose and head!

"How. How is it possible!"

"How could His Highness the Crown Prince humiliate me like this! Didn't Prime Minister Li speak up? Didn't my godfather speak up for me?"

Tu Jie looked anxious and quickly spoke.

His wife shook her head sadly and said, "Prime Minister Li sent someone with a message: 'Take care of yourself.'"

"Those who brought the master back left a letter, saying it was a handwritten copy of the Empress's decree."

As he spoke, he handed Tu Jie a letter.

Tu Jie was slightly taken aback, his face full of disbelief, and hurriedly opened the letter.

The letter revealed that this was actually the work of the Empress.
Instantly, Tu Jie felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if the ice was rising from the soles of his feet!

Queen?

Queen! ! ! !
How could it be related to the Empress?

Tu Jie struggled to his feet, his face deathly pale!
"Get out!"

"Get out!"

A loud roar rang out, and Tu Jie looked at the curtains surrounding the bed.

Continuous updates. A man's job is to last.

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