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

because.

People like to believe what they hear, and they believe that this can stabilize people's hearts.

However, those who are said to be able to truly see the essence through phenomena, who think a lot and plan a lot, will instead think that they are wise and believe that the truth spoken by the marketing accounts is false and that it was spread by Zhu Yunhuan in order to flatter himself.

Otherwise, why are the newspapers written so conservatively? Why not use such a convenient medium as newspapers to promote themselves?

Between the truth and falsehood.

By taking a detour on the mountain road, we can not only win back some people's hearts, but also continue to confuse some people with ulterior motives.

This is called maximizing the effect.

"Hmph! Stupid emperor, stupid emperor, stupid emperor... Why are you calling them all names? Isn't it all for you, His Majesty, that he has worked so hard to build this country?"

"Blame His Majesty? His Majesty is the one who kept all of you alive in the middle of winter!"

"What a bunch of unruly people!"

"..."

Ma Sanbao walked among the crowd in the downtown area of ​​Yingtian Prefecture with a gloomy face, listening to the resentments that drifted over from time to time, mixed with the hawking sounds, children playing and many other chaotic sounds, and his heart was filled with indignation.

"You are blind and have truly failed His Majesty! Let's see if you guys will continue to make such noises in a couple of days!"

Ma Sanbao pursed his lips tightly.

But in my heart I kept complaining without stopping for a moment.

But I didn't notice it.

Not far away, several pairs of eyes were quietly observing him.

"Mr. Liu, Mr. Zhan, look at that figure over there... Doesn't it look a lot like the eunuch beside His Majesty?"

"Ma Sanbao? It's him. He serves His Majesty in the court every day." Zhan Hui nodded.

That's right, these gazes were directed at the most powerful figures in the court, apart from the Huaixi nobles: Liu Sanwu, the president of the Hanlin Academy, Fu Youwen, who had now been officially promoted to the Minister of Revenue, and Zhan Hui, who was still able to serve as the Minister of Personnel and the Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate during the change of imperial power.

The three of them forged a revolutionary friendship on a thrilling night more than two months ago, and successfully seized the opportunity to cling to the thigh, playing a significant role in pushing the new emperor firmly onto the throne.

We are both grasshoppers on the same rope.

At this moment, the three of them were riding in a carriage, preparing to have a meal and drink together, but unexpectedly they met Ma Sanbao on the road.

"A eunuch wearing a coarse servant's clothes comes to the street. Is Your Majesty going to do something new?" Fu Youwen frowned and shook his head helplessly and complained.

Zhan Hui sighed softly and raised an eyebrow, "Who knows? He comes up with a new trick every now and then, and they're never the same. Tsk tsk, look at how dark his face is, as if the people around him owe him tens of thousands of taels of silver. It's true that like master, like servant."

"Ah!" Liu Sanwu slapped his thigh, his beard blown up in anger.

"Why did I believe his lies in the first place? What's that about 'people first, the country second, and the emperor least'? It sounds good, but look at what he actually did? You you you you you... look at what he did!"

Regret! Liu Sanwu truly regretted it now, so much so that he stuttered. Why hadn't he persevered? A child who had been subservient in the Eastern Palace for over a decade, while clever to be sure, was a mistake to expect him to govern the Ming Dynasty.

In fact, it’s not just Liu Sanwu.

The same is true for Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen.

Although they are not as stubborn and upright as Liu Sanwu, they are both willing to make progress, but they still have some bottom line in their hearts. Seeing the current "chaos" in the court, they can't help but grumble in their hearts.

That's why.

These three people who established a revolutionary friendship still had a lot of common topics after the new emperor ascended the throne, which is why they would get together from time to time.

In fact, most of the time, the three of them were cursing at each other.

"If the Ming Dynasty continues like this, who knows what will become of it. How could I have been so blind as to be deceived by him?" Among the three, Liu Sanwu was the most indignant.

He is a great scholar of our time.

Having read the classics of the sages carefully and regarded them as the guiding principles, how could one tolerate Zhu Yunhuan's unorthodox actions?

"Calm down, calm down, Mr. Liu." Fu Youwen and Zhan Hui exchanged glances and immediately calmed Liu Sanwu down. Fu Youwen said, "Now that this matter has become a foregone conclusion, we are stuck in this deadlock..."

Zhan Hui sighed softly and continued to advise, "Yes, Your Majesty is using the Huaixi nobles and the border princes to keep each other in check. If we want to do something, we will inevitably upset this balance. Do we want to reignite the war in the Ming Dynasty, which has just been calmed down for more than twenty years? Mr. Liu doesn't want the Ming Dynasty to be in chaos again, right?"

While talking.

There was reluctance and helplessness in his expression.

Now the new emperor is kidnapping and threatening them in this way, and they have no choice but to accept this kind of coercion unless they smash the bowl directly.

"Yes... The Ming Dynasty can't afford another chaos." Caught in this conspiracy, Liu Sanwu remained motionless. At this point, he stroked his beard and fell silent, his eyes becoming somewhat distant. "But sometimes I also think, perhaps... destroying in order to build, would be a better choice?"

His old yet strong voice was filled with extremely complex emotions...