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

I saw him stand up.

He slowly walked to the weapon rack in the hall and casually pulled out a dagger.

Then he returned to the Dragon Desk and calmly pinned the piece of rice paper on the rosewood bookshelf behind the desk. Then he turned around and took a deep breath.

"That's all later."

"Now, I have to secure this position first. This is the first step."

Zhu Yunhuan put the rice paper behind his mind for the moment and murmured softly.

You have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to go step by step.

Think of this.

He turned to look at Ma Sanbao who was standing not far away and asked, "Have you called the others?"

Ma Sanbao lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "I have already been summoned in the name of His Majesty according to His Highness's instructions. I estimate that it should take about an incense stick of time."

Zhu Yunhuan could tell that Ma Sanbao was feeling a bit down. He casually picked up the white porcelain teacup beside him and took a sip. The tea was already a little cold.

Ma Sanbao is a careful person.

This kind of thing has never happened before.

Zhu Yunhuan put down the white porcelain teacup, looked up at Ma Sanbao, shook his head and smiled indifferently, probably understanding something.

"The tea's cold."

"I will go and make another cup for Your Highness."

"What are you thinking about?"

"what?"

"You think I did something wrong." Zhu Yunhuan still had a faint smile on his face. He was not angry, nor did he beat around the bush. He directly revealed Ma Sanbao's thoughts.

All in all, he has lived in this era for ten years.

For so many years.

Another thing he understood was.

Every person here is no longer just a simple name in history textbooks, historical materials, or literary novels; they are all living people with flesh and blood.

Zhu Yuanzhang was, Lan Yu was, Lü was, and Zhu Yunwen was...

Even ordinary eunuchs and palace maids have their own thoughts and joys.

The same is true for Ma Sanbao.

He was originally an ordinary citizen in Yunnan. He was captured in the "Battle of Yunnan" in the 17th year of Hongwu and came to Yingtian Prefecture and entered the Forbidden City.

Naturally, I deeply understand how hard life is for the people all over the world.

Zheng He, who later made seven voyages to the West.

Naturally, he is not someone who curries favor with the powerful.

It is true that he was chosen by Zhu Yunhuan to be in the Eastern Palace and received Zhu Yunhuan's favor, but his cognition and conscience told him that he did not approve of the negotiations and bargaining that Zhu Yunhuan had just had with the Huaixi nobles.

But at the same time, he was extremely reluctant to question Zhu Yunhuan.

So I was a little dazed.

When Ma Sanbao heard Zhu Yunhuan directly point out his inner conflict, his eyes flickered and his face showed embarrassment.

There was a pause.

He pursed his lips, fixed his gaze, and nodded: "Yes, I never thought that Your Highness would make such a promise to the nobles of Huaixi."

Over the years, Ma Sanbao served Zhu Yunhuan personally and was almost inseparable from him. In addition, Zhu Yunhuan did not have the innate arrogance of an aristocrat, so Ma Sanbao always said whatever he wanted.

The relationship between the two was no longer just an ordinary master-servant one.

Although this matter today is quite sensitive.

But since Zhu Yunhuan brought it up himself, Ma Sanbao no longer kept it a secret:

"I don't think it's right. People are suffering and many people don't have enough to eat. I lived this kind of life when I was a child. It was hard, too hard."

Perhaps he did not think as far ahead as Zhu Yunhuan.

I can’t think of the rise and fall of dynasties, the general situation of the world and the people’s hearts at once.

But he knew that many people depended on the harvest from a few fields for their food and clothing throughout the year. If they lost even that, would they die?

"The Duke of Liang, the Duke of Kaiguo... and those marquises, they already have wealth and splendor that ordinary people could never earn in hundreds of lifetimes, yet they still have to compete with the hungry people for food and land."

"But Your Highness..."

Speaking of it.

Ma Sanbao stopped talking and did not continue.