Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

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the other side.

Zhu Su walked along the long street carrying a microscope covered with red silk cloth, thinking over and over again about what had happened in the Qianqing Palace before.

"When he handed this matter to me, he was truly serious and earnest. He didn't seem to be setting me up for anything. Furthermore, if he had even the slightest suspicion of me, he wouldn't have entrusted me with such a delicate and important item, nor would he have patiently explained anything."

"It's clear that his focus is solely on the people."

"Microscope...microscopic concepts..."

"How did he discover it, and how was he able to create such a sophisticated object?"

"He's very smart, much smarter than the average person. Why would he be so confused about this 'coal transport company' thing?"

With mixed feelings of excitement, joy, and excitement in his heart, as well as a lot of doubts and puzzlement, Zhu Su finally returned to the medical hospital and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Inside the medical institution.

Many folk doctors and medical practitioners, while handling their own matters, would occasionally crane their necks to look at the hospital gate with worried expressions.

They didn't know whether His Majesty would do anything bad to His Royal Highness the King of Zhou. In the worst case, His Royal Highness the King of Zhou might not even come back.

Although the current Majesty is not as moody and murderous as the previous emperor.

But those who died at his hands.

Also a lot.

And His Royal Highness Prince Zhou's identity is sensitive...

Fortunately, after much anticipation, a familiar figure appeared in sight.

"Your Highness Prince Zhou!"

"Your Highness, you are back!"

"Your Highness!"

"..."

Everyone suddenly felt relieved and put down what they were doing to go forward. Then they discovered that His Royal Highness Prince Zhou was holding an object covered with red silk cloth in his hand.

"Your Highness, what is this?" someone asked curiously.

Zhu Su was a relatively easygoing person and often mingled with them, so he didn't have so many restraints and rules.

Being asked about what's in your hand.

Zhu Su's face immediately showed excitement and excitement, like a child sharing his beloved thing with others, and said: "This thing may allow the sky..."

But his voice stopped abruptly halfway through his words.

He did not forget Zhu Yunhuan's instructions: this matter must not be known to irrelevant people.

Thinking of this, he immediately changed his words: "Everyone in the court knows that Your Majesty likes some special toys. This time, you summoned me to give me a toy."

After saying this, he pretended to smile bitterly.

Then he walked into the medical center calmly: "Follow me." Apart from the palace servants in the medical center, these famous doctors were his think tank. Since they wanted to study the microscopic concepts mentioned by Zhu Yunhuan, these people were naturally related.

Just took two steps out.

Zhu Su seemed to have suddenly figured something out, and he suddenly stopped, a look of realization on his face: "I understand! There's a mystery here! There might be another mystery here!"

"Mystery?"

"Your Highness Prince Zhou, what's the secret?" The many doctors following Zhu Su were suddenly confused. They didn't know what Zhu Su was talking about and asked in confusion.

Zhu Su suppressed the expression on his face and shook his head: "Nothing."

Others naturally don’t know.

The mystery he was talking about was actually something that he had been unable to figure out along the way.

He felt that Zhu Yunhuan was an extremely intelligent man since he could discover the so-called microscopic concept and create such a fine object as a microscope, and he should not be confused about the so-called "Coal Transport Bureau".

But Zhu Yunhuan made this mistake, and he did it very resolutely!

He couldn't figure it out.

Until just now, in order to obey the imperial edict and not reveal the truth about the microscope in his hand, he made up a story, saying that it was a "toy" given by His Majesty...

Only then did I suddenly realize it.

"What you see and hear is not necessarily the truth behind everything!"

Just like the microscope in his hand, it was obviously made for the people of the world, and it might even be an unprecedented achievement in history. But in the eyes of those maids and servants, it became what they called a "plaything."