"Your Majesty, in my opinion, the Shanxi mutiny has stopped. Should we let the little grandson return to the capital?"

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang was so happy, Xu Yungong walked behind Fang Xiaoru and bowed to Zhu Yuanzhang.

His old man asked Xu Miaojin to go find that brat Zhu Ming.

In his life, he never let Xu Miaojin travel far away alone.

He has been worried to death these days.

"Well, I miss him too."

Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded quickly.

The disaster in Hedong is almost over now, and it will take several months.

It seemed like winter was approaching, and he was quite homesick.

"Well, the general is back too. When the emperor's grandson comes back, we will celebrate your success together."

After learning that Zhu Ming was fine, Zhu Yuanzhang did not pursue the matter between Lan Yu and Zhu Di.

"Oh, yes, yes, let's issue an order now and have our son come back quickly tomorrow."

After saying this, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly remembered something and pointed at the eunuch who came in to report.

After leaving the court, Zhu Yuanzhang had just returned to the Daming Palace when the smile on his face faded.

Yun Qi, who was standing by, saw the emperor's face change and could only sigh inwardly at the emperor's fickle mood.

"Go and call Fang Xiaoru and the others in."

With just a word, Yun Qi retreated and called Fang Xiaoru, who had just finished court and had not yet had time to leave the palace.

"Your Majesty, what is the matter that brought me here?"

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang so unhappy, Fang Xiaoru also bowed respectfully and asked in confusion.

His Majesty looked happy when he attended court just now.

Now that he has just left the court, why has he changed his face so much?

"This is Ming'er's letter. Take a look."

As Zhu Yuanzhang spoke, he took out the letter sent by Zhu Ming from the court and handed it over.

Fang Xiaoru only took a quick look and his expression changed.

"We are still here, this is outrageous!"

Zhu Yuanzhang roared angrily, and his vigor exploded, causing all the palace maids and eunuchs around him to lower their heads in fear.

In this letter, Zhu Ming described in detail the difficulties he had suffered in Shanxi and even the cause of the mutiny.

Zhu Ming was ordered to go to Shanxi to provide disaster relief, and he was also his grandson.

How bold are the officials in Shanxi to dare to go against his grandson like this.

Moreover, in Zhu Ming's letter, it was clearly stated that this matter was related to the court.

There was actually someone under his command who reached out to Shanxi and instigated a mutiny.

He simply didn't take Zhu Yuanzhang seriously.

How could an emperor like him not be angry!

"His Majesty!"

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang so furious, Fang Xiaoru was afraid that the emperor would commit another murder, so he immediately spoke out to dissuade him.

"what!"

Zhu Yuanzhang then took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Erhu!"

Zhu Yuanzhang spoke in a deep voice, his tone was calm, but it made people even more frightened.

Erhu stood up from the side, knelt in front of him, not daring to make a sound, and listened quietly to Zhu Yuanzhang's orders.

"Is Wang Ganju in prison now?"

Zhu Yuanzhang asked.

"He has been imprisoned. Erhu has been watched day and night. He dare not be careless at all."

Erhu had witnessed Zhu Yuanzhang's anger, so he naturally attached great importance to Wang Ganju, who was sent to him.

"Make him confess within three days."

Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out three fingers. This was even a provocation to his imperial power and must be severely punished.

"Yes."

Erhu nodded and then retreated.

Since His Majesty attaches so much importance to the case of Wang Ganju, he must interrogate him personally.

"The officials in Shanxi dare to pretend to obey us but secretly disobey us. The situation is really out of control."

Zhu Yuanzhang became angrier the more he thought about it. He slammed the desk, which scared everyone in the Daming Palace again.

"Yunqi, draft an edict. We are going to clean up Shanxi from top to bottom."

He turned his head and glanced at Yun Qi out of the corner of his eye, and Yun Qi, who had served him for many years, didn't dare to breathe.

"Then your majesty, the selection of the prefect of Shanxi..."

Upon hearing that Zhu Yuanzhang was going to replace everyone in Shanxi, Fang Xiaoru immediately stepped forward.

Zhu Ming did mention the candidate for the new prefect of Shanxi in his letter, but the name of Shen Miao was not on any of the lists of successful candidates.

"Don't we have a candidate for tomorrow? The one called Shen Miao."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Fang Xiaoru and decided the fate of those who went against his will. Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang's anger dissipate a little.

It’s hard to find a three-legged frog in the world, so is it even harder to find someone who wants to be an official?

Since Zhu Ming said that Shen Miao is talented enough to be the prefect of Shanxi, let him do the job.

"Your Majesty, I still think it is inappropriate."

Fang Xiaoru shook his head, his opinion was not consistent with that of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Ming.

"That girl called Shen Miao may have done a favor to Your Highness and may have some talent..."

Fang Xiaoru looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was somewhat puzzled, and began to explain the reasons why he thought it was inappropriate.

"After all, he has never read the books of the saints and does not understand how to govern the world."

Fang Xiaoru was still worried about whether this uneducated person was capable enough for the position.

After all, the prefect of Shanxi is in charge of a province with a population of one million. If he is not capable enough, there will probably be great suffering again.

"We still believe that our good grandson will not make a mistake."

After listening to Fang Xiaoru's words, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded. He also knew this.

But he also has confidence in Zhu Ming's vision.

The foreign general that Zhu Ming had recommended to him before was also quite capable.

Besides, Shanxi cannot be handed over to the hands of just one person.

"We are arranging a few talented people to help him. Didn't our grandson also say that we have left a few capable helpers for him?"

"This……"

After hearing this, Fang Xiaoru hesitated for a while before finally nodding.

Since both His Majesty and the Grandson of the Emperor had this intention, he didn't say much: "Okay."

"Xiaoru, do you know why I only let you come today?"

After dealing with Zhu Ming's letter, Zhu Yuanzhang put his hands behind his back and looked seriously at Fang Xiaoru who was standing in the hall.

"Is it because Your Highness is my student?"

Fang Xiaoru shook his head. The emperor asked him to come because he must have the closest relationship with the emperor in the court.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded: "This is just one of them."

He sat on the throne, but for some reason Fang Xiaoru saw a sense of helplessness and vicissitudes in him.

Your Majesty's several major cases have resulted in rivers of blood being shed. Who in the world would not be afraid of him?

I didn't expect that such a heroic killer god would also have such helpless moments.

"Because you are one of the few people in this court who does not form cliques and pursue personal interests."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed.

Shanxi was in cahoots with everyone, pretending to obey him and Ming'er but secretly disobeying them. The same was true for the civil and military officials in the court.

You are in me and I am in you, we are in cahoots.

Among these people, he could only trust Fang Xiaoru.

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