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

Peking is thousands of miles away to the north, and Zhejiang is still south of Yingtian Prefecture. The distance to Peking is even farther than the distance from Yingtian Prefecture to Peking.

From the time he issued the imperial decree to recruit alchemists to make elixirs until now.

Calculating the distance and time, Yuan Gong must have set out for Yingtian Prefecture immediately after receiving the letter from Zhu Di and Yao Guangxiao. At that time, he believed that Zhu Di had the potential to be the "Son of Heaven for All Ages", which shows that he was quite utilitarian.

Be utilitarian.

This is a good thing. It is easier to grasp it and use it for his benefit if you have something to ask for.

Why not use useful and useful cattle and horses?

Song Zhong believed this person was acting as a spy for the Prince of Yan, coming to Yingtian Prefecture to gather information about the emperor. Given Zhu Yunhuan's temperament, this person was doomed to die. So, without a second thought, he replied, "Yes! I'll go right away..."

The words just came out of his mouth before his brain reacted: "Huh? Not killing?"

"What the hell happened in broad daylight?"

"Your Majesty never shows mercy when killing people. He kills with a swift and decisive move. How could he not kill a spy like this?"

"Uh..." Song Zhong was confused, but he didn't dare to disobey Zhu Yunhuan's order, so he could only ask: "Then this letter... should we intercept it?"

Zhu Yunhuan took a bite of meat and said nonchalantly, "No need. Just let the messenger deliver it wherever he needs to."

Song Zhong's face suddenly showed a hint of enlightenment, and with a hint of admiration in his eyes, he said: "Your Majesty is very far-sighted! It is my humble opinion that is short-sighted. It is meaningless to chop off the hand that is stretched out. The most important thing is to follow it down, get the evidence, and chop off the hand behind it! I know what to do now!"

Ma Sanbao stood aside and said nothing.

But he also revealed a look of sudden realization, perhaps understanding: "Your Majesty is waiting to obtain evidence and is preparing to directly arrest His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan in Peking!"

however.

Zhu Yunhuan just shook his head helplessly.

He said, "You know what! Send the letter where it should be delivered, and keep it with whoever should receive it. Don't do anything else. Understand?"

"I understand... I understand..." Song Zhong touched his head awkwardly. Although he didn't understand what Zhu Yunhuan meant, he could only respond like this.

Even Ma Sanbao looked puzzled.

The prince is outside with a large army under his command. Why not take advantage of such a good opportunity to let the Duke of Liang and his men send troops to destroy him?

It’s not that Song Zhong and Ma Sanbao are stupid to think this way.

Rather, the heights and angles from which both sides look at things are completely different.

Zhu Yunhuan thought: Fourth Uncle? My great general! The three guards of Yanshan with 20,000 men? My elite army! I can't chop my left hand with a knife in my right hand!

Zhu Di and Yao Guangxiao might be able to do something.

But generally speaking, it did not cause much trouble to Zhu Yunhuan.

Zhu Di had clearly stopped suppressing his desires and ambitions. Simply finding an excuse to reduce the power of the vassal states would not make him submit. Moreover, any fight would be a civil war, which would only harm the Ming Dynasty and was not worth it.

Zhu Yunhuan wanted him to know from head to toe: He, Zhu Yunhuan, is worthy of being the emperor, and you, Zhu Di, are not so good! You are almost qualified to be a general of expedition.

of course.

These plans and plots.

There is no need to say it explicitly.

So even though he noticed the bewilderment and confusion on Song Zhong and Ma Sanbao's faces, Zhu Yunhuan didn't say much. He just casually used his chopsticks to stir in the hot pot twice and complained nonchalantly, "Oh, a pot without chili oil is really useless."

Song Zhong has been able to sit comfortably in the position of commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard from the beginning to now, so he is naturally not a stupid person.

He immediately clasped his fists and replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty! I am a fool. If Your Majesty has no other instructions, I will take my leave."

Zhu Yunhuan remained silent.

I continued to eat the hot dishes in the pot with a certain appreciation.