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

Inside a private room in Zuihelou.

Liu Sanwu, Zhan Hui, and Fu Youwen have been worried about the situation in Yingtian Prefecture since the incident involving cheap fabrics began.

In addition, Zhu Yunhuan had previously reduced the power of the feudal lords, and Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen were led into trouble by Liu Sanwu. The court had all kinds of suspicions and almost labeled the three of them as a gang.

Yellow mud falling from the crotch of pants is either shit or shit. It doesn't matter whether you try to avoid it or not. Gathering here has gradually become commonplace.

Today was the day when the new issue of the newspaper went on sale, and also the day for the "press conference". Naturally, the three of them went to their respective places of responsibility, checked in, and then headed straight to Zuihelou as usual.

Just now.

All three of them could hardly sit still.

As soon as they arrived at Zuihelou, no one said a word.

Liu Sanwu stood by the window with a worried look on his face, watching the commotion outside. Fu Youwen frowned and lowered his head, so lost in thought that even drinking tea became a mechanical movement. Zhan Hui paced back and forth in the room without stopping.

"Old Zhan! Stop shaking! It's giving me a headache!" Fu Youwen finally couldn't help it, put down the teacup in his hand and complained.

Zhan Hui paused, sighed, and said, "Countless people have gathered here, and crowded places are prone to trouble. We've been keeping a close eye on them these days, not daring to let our guard down, because we're worried about this kind of thing. But Your Majesty, the people haven't caused any trouble yet, but he's taking the initiative to cause trouble. How can I sit still and do this?"

Fu Youwen opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something to Zhan Hui, but he hesitated and didn't know what to say. He could only pick up the teacup beside him and take a sip of tea.

Yes, the three of them were all uneasy because of this matter.

They are the backbone among the civil officials and naturally the ones who see the situation most clearly.

Liu Sanwu stood by the window without looking back.

He put his hands behind his back and asked in a low voice, "Has there been any unusual events in the past two days in the suburbs of Yingtian Prefecture and the surrounding areas?"

Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen exchanged glances and shook their heads.

Zhan Hui said: "Not really."

Fu Youwen said, "I've been keeping a close eye on the areas I'm responsible for, and I haven't found any signs of any vassal kings operating within Yingtian Prefecture."

Liu Sanwu's so-called variables...

The three of them naturally understood the situation tacitly: "Aside from some small-scale gatherings and complaints in some places, there are no signs that could lead the people to riot."

Zhan Hui nodded and replied, "The area I'm responsible for monitoring is similar. After all, even figures like His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin and His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin lost their heads at Caishikou. Surely the prestige of the other princes can be dampened by their influence? Lately, Your Majesty has been receiving memorials of respect from princes all over the country... Clearly, they're frightened by the thought of being killed by our Majesty."

Zhan Hui brought up this matter.

Fu Youwen couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and even his expression subconsciously became awed: "I have to say, although our Majesty... ahem..."

Having said this, he coughed lightly and paused, then lowered his voice to a very low level and said: "Although it is too extreme and too outrageous, but putting these aside, this method, this cruelty and ruthlessness, is this." After saying this, he gave a thumbs up with a slightly sly look.

Zhan Hui did not comment and did not respond to his words.

But the admiration in his eyes betrayed his inner approval.

He pondered for a moment and said, "It's just that the weather has suddenly gotten colder recently, and the sky is gloomy every day. This has caused the people of Yingtian Prefecture, who are already resentful, to become even more panicked. Their complaints have become more and more numerous and intense, which is why I can't sit still at all!"

Although Liu Sanwu appeared the calmest, his slightly aged voice was filled with worry. He said, "Yes... those small groups of people secretly gathering and complaining... were originally scattered, disorganized, and small in size, so they wouldn't cause any major trouble. And yet, today, Zuihelou has become a hotbed of rioting."