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

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and remained silent, but the pain in his heart could not be calmed down.

Don't say it's him.

Even Lu Wei felt uncomfortable after learning the inside story.

Before this, he had never thought that someone could do so much for the world and the Ming Dynasty.

After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and pointed to the other two pieces of information on the table, trying to appease Zhu Yuanzhang and divert his attention: "Isn't this the blueprint of a spinning machine and a loom? Commander Jiang has got you what you've been curious about."

After all, Jiang Li still has some connections and means.

Now that Zhu Yunhuan has lowered the confidentiality level of the Industrial Bureau and the Ministry of Industry, he still has channels to do something if he wants to.

however.

Zhu Yuanzhang only glanced at it with lack of interest.

Then his expression froze, as if lost in thought. A moment later, his face grew even more sullen and complex, his eyes reddening again. His mood didn't seem to improve at all, but rather worsened. "I...I remember now! All these years, I've let this good child down!"

Seeing this, Lu Wei was so confused that he didn't dare to say another word.

He had no idea what was going on.

This also touched Zhu Yuanzhang's heart even deeper...

For nothing else.

Rather, when Zhu Yuanzhang saw the drawing of the spinning machine, he suddenly felt that it looked familiar - ten years ago, Zhu Yunhuan had placed a similar drawing in front of him!

At that time, he didn't know what the drawing was for, nor did he know what this introverted grandson wanted to do.

Later, he was interrupted by Mrs. Lu beside him, and he put the matter out of his mind.

Further back.

In his memory, this grandson no longer spoke to him, always kept his head down, and became more and more dull and stupid.

Now, when I suddenly see this drawing, the memories that have been buried for ten years seem to be wiped clean of all the dust and reappear in my mind.

Many past causal connections also appeared clearly in my mind...

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes suddenly flashed with terrifying murderous intent: "It's that damned vicious woman!" But his gaze softened, and he said with red eyes, guiltily: "It's also... It's also my fault..."

"This child is so smart. He has been so smart since he was young."

"Besides... he's been wanting to help me share my worries since he was little, but I was careless and didn't notice anything was wrong. It's my fault!"

The more Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it, the more choked he became.

Originally, the relationship between him and Zhu Yunhuan was not very deep.

But these days, watching Zhu Yunhuan starting from such a difficult starting point, balancing all parties step by step, and sitting in the position he once sat in, seemingly naughty, but actually working hard to carry the burden of the Ming Dynasty for him, becoming a qualified emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang no longer had that layer of alienation and estrangement in his heart.

Now I suddenly think of this.

I even felt sorry for my grandson.

Hu couldn't help but tear up as he said, "This child has been pitiful since he was a child. He has endured hardships that he shouldn't have to endure. Now he is helping us to watch over the Ming Dynasty... He continues to suffer for our Ming Dynasty and the people of the world..."

"Go back! We don't want to listen anymore! We are too embarrassed to listen!"

Thinking about his poor grandson.

He really couldn't continue to stay in such an environment where everyone was cheering.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up, wiped his tears, walked straight out of the room, walked through the crowded crowd and left the teahouse.

Then he went into a remote alley and returned to his residence in a hurry and dejected manner.

……

The people of Peking were all telling each other the news, expressing their gratitude to His Majesty for his kindness.

It is not only Zhu Yuanzhang’s private residence that is incompatible with this atmosphere, but there is also another place - Prince Yan’s Mansion.

"What? Publish everything directly in the newspaper!?"

"He...he kept it a secret until now. If it weren't for Master Daoyan's meticulousness, we would still be kept in the dark. How could he reveal it so easily now?"