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

Zhu Yunhuan glanced down through the half-open window.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that this issue of the special edition newspaper is already selling out on Yingtianfu Street."

While talking.

The number of people walking in the market and streets downstairs has increased visibly, and all of them are rushing towards Zuiyue Tower.

Zhao Feng responded, "The newspaper your majesty has personally run is truly unprecedented. How could there be such novelty before? Often, when a new issue is released, everyone's after-dinner conversation is still focused on the previous issue's content, so the people are naturally quite curious."

Zhu Yunhuan smiled faintly without comment.

This is exactly the effect he wants!

Originally, there were not many people in Zuiyue Tower today. At this time, the outer hall even seemed a little empty. But now, the seats were filled with well-dressed people from wealthy families, and the platform where the announcements were made was also crowded with common people.

While waiting.

Zhao Feng met his men at the door.

After coming back, he said to Zhu Yunhuan with a slightly embarrassed look on his face: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this is the news from the residence of Liu Sanwu, the former president of the Hanlin Academy. This... this is detailed information." He handed over a stack of papers with both hands.

Although he did not open the intelligence before Zhu Yunhuan.

But he had a rough idea of ​​what was written in it: it happened every now and then.

Inwardly, he muttered, "Although your Majesty was joking just now, what he said was quite accurate! He's written down a whole stack of paper, and he's scolding people so harshly that they're sneezing. How harsh must that be? Tsk tsk, he's truly fearless."

Zhu Yunhuan didn't care about this.

He even laughed instead of getting angry, saying, "What did I just say? Wasn't it just someone scolding me? I'm too lazy to read it, just throw it in and burn it."

Dealt with Liu Sanwu.

He knew that this guy would be unwilling to accept this, and this was all within his expectations.

Although the other party is a bit pedantic, he is also a loyal and righteous man. These things will become clear in the future, and only mediocre people will worry about it.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhao Feng responded with a fist, turned his head and bared his teeth in a direction where Zhu Yunhuan couldn't see. Even though he had been with Zhu Yunhuan for so long, he still had no idea what his master was thinking.

If you say your Majesty has a good temper, that scholar Liu was thrown back to the house and put into solitary confinement without paying attention. If you say your Majesty has a bad temper... he can ignore the piles of pure insults and be at ease.

Of course, no matter how confused he was, he had to do what he had to do. He walked over and threw the stack of paper in his hand into the stove. A flame instantly rose in the stove, emitting some smoke and smell, which gradually dissipated with the wind blowing in from the half-open window.

Turning around, Zhao Feng seemed to have remembered something and reminded Zhu Yunhuan, "By the way, Your Majesty, someone just said they saw Miss Yu heading towards Zuiyue Tower."

Zhu Yunhuan nodded without surprise: "The little girl likes to be lively."

As the saying goes, speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao will appear.

Not long after he finished speaking, the door of the room was pushed open, and a bright and beautiful face with a smile on its face walked towards Zhu Yunhuan with ease. It opened a teacup on the table, poured water into it, and drank it in one gulp: "I knew you would come. You always like to join in the fun of newspapers, hehe."

After she finished speaking, she remembered to take off her bamboo hat and cloak, revealing a goose yellow coat.

At the same time, he seemed to remember something.

He opened the small bag at his waist and took out a small package wrapped in oil paper. He said as if offering a treasure, "I also brought you some Dingsheng cake on the way. I see you like to eat this the most."

Dingsheng cake originated in the Southern Song Dynasty. It was specially made by the people at that time to encourage the army to go to war. It is light red in color, soft and sticky, and symbolizes victory. Folk food is not considered worthy of being on the table in the palace. Zhu Yunhuan usually ate little of it, and he found it fresh when he ate it outside, so he ate it several times.