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

When Zhu Yunhuan finished speaking and said nothing more.

There was a brief silence in the Fengtian Hall, and then the whispers of civil officials and military generals began to rise.

"Spinning machines...improved looms..."

When these two things were suddenly mentioned, many people who didn't know much about textiles didn't react at first to what Zhu Yunhuan was expressing.

But, despite this.

Most of these people still showed joy on their faces.

Nothing else, in the past, whenever His Majesty spoke at the morning court, he must have been tinkering with some expensive entertainment project, but this time it sounded... at least it wasn't something weird!

And at the same time.

Qin Kui, the Minister of Works, who was standing among the ranks of civil officials, immediately stood up, knelt and kowtowed, and shouted, "Your Majesty's move... allows the majority of poor people to have a few pieces of clothing to cover their bodies. It is truly an extremely wise act! A wise and benevolent ruler cares for the people and benefits them. Your Majesty should be a wise and benevolent ruler!"

"Your Majesty! Long live! Long live! Long, long live!"

His voice sounded extremely serious and sincere, and even his eyes were slightly red, simply because he was involved in one of the links in this matter and knew Zhu Yunhuan's intentions from early on.

He also knew that His Majesty had been keeping this a secret so that the matter could proceed smoothly, and had even arranged for the Imperial Guard to keep an eye on the matter to prevent it from leaking out.

But such an action has caused Your Majesty to bear so much infamy for nothing?

Day after day, he watched the large amounts of yarn sent by the Industry Department, and watched the weaving bureaus and weaving workshops under the Ministry of Industry quickly produce cheap cloth and send it to various parts of the Ming Dynasty along the transportation routes of the Coal Transport Department... Although he did not see it with his own eyes, he seemed to see those empty eyes filled with hope.

When Qin Kui thought of this, he had been feeling aggrieved for a long time: Your Majesty carries firewood for everyone, and he absolutely does not deserve this infamy!

Now that Zhu Yunhuan was finally willing to speak out, Qin Kui was delighted! He was happy from the bottom of his heart! So he couldn't wait to take the lead and stand up.

For nothing else.

Instead, he used to be puzzled, afraid, and helpless about the young emperor who now sat on the dragon throne... In the beginning, he was forced to be respectful because of the pressure from the emperor, the aura of the imperial power, or the lavish and huge reward that he had never seen before.

But two months later.

All that was left in his heart was sincere submission and loyal following.

A king who has brains, plans, and a benevolent heart to serve the people, a king who has courage and action, and the demeanor of an emperor for all ages, and is also a king who is generous - while satisfying the integrity and original intentions of the literati, he can also satisfy the irresistible greed in human nature - what reason is there not to follow him wholeheartedly?

"What kind of covering?"

"This Lord Qin...why did he suddenly start..."

Seeing Qin Kui's passionate voice and excited expression, everyone present was stunned.

Of course, there were also people who reacted after being reminded by Qin Kui.

Zhan Hui, who was standing at the front, seemed to react suddenly. Countless thoughts seemed to flash through his mind in an instant. He connected all the information together in an instant, and then his heart skipped a beat.

Zhan Hui stared at Qin Kui, who stood out with his forehead slightly red from knocking his head.

He could barely speak. "Master Qin...you...you said...that the poor people have enough to cover their bodies. Could it be that you are referring to...could it be that the cheap fabrics that are being sold in large quantities in many provinces, prefectures, states, and counties in the north are now!!!"

Zhan Hui's voice was filled with disbelief, and he even swallowed nervously after he finished speaking. In order to wait for Qin Kui's next answer, he subconsciously held his breath.

Qin Kui nodded and said, "Of course!"

"Master Zhan, do you think there's some mysterious philanthropist in this world who would be willing to spend his vast fortune on such a great cause? Ha!"