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

"This matter... is clearly a good thing, but this Qin Kui... could there be something else going on here?!"

"Never mind, it was Master Fu who proposed it, and I was just seconding the motion. I don't think it can be blamed on me."

"..."

At this moment, although the hall was dead silent and quiet, everyone's heart was not at peace, and everyone was muttering and speculating about their own little thoughts.

Everyone else is fine.

Fu Youwen was a little bit upset, because he was the one who worked most diligently on this matter, and if something went wrong, he would naturally be the first to bear the brunt.

But he was also puzzled.

Everything I said was good stuff, how come it turned out like this?

During the silence, no one dared to say anything more. They all lowered their heads and only dared to glance at others with their peripheral vision.

Following closely.

The entire hall was filled with silence. Yes, the emperor above... was indeed not as proud and happy as they had expected. He didn't even say "OK" out of boredom like He Zhi.

The drowsy atmosphere in the hall was swept away.

Instead.

It is serious, sharp, tense and uneasy.

They understood that this meant that in the eyes of the emperor above, this matter was not so simple! Even... they might have said the wrong thing.

The others are fine too.

Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen were the two who had the most contact with Zhu Yunhuan besides Qin Kui. After a few breaths of silence, the two exchanged puzzled and doubtful glances. Fu Youwen could only bite the bullet and slightly raise his eyes, then tentatively asked in a very soft voice, "Your Majesty?"

Inside the empty and peaceful hall.

A sigh that sounded like helplessness was heard: "Alas..." This voice came from none other than the young emperor who was sitting behind the dragon desk in front!

Several people felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Fu Youwen was completely bewildered, not knowing how he had offended this little ancestor. He could only grit his teeth and force himself to remain calm, before apologizing, "This...this matter is merely my humble opinion. If anything I have said is wrong or inappropriate, I beg Your Majesty to forgive me! I also hope Your Majesty will enlighten me."

For the past six months, he has been almost scared by this little ancestor.

Zhu Yunhuan glanced at the people below, then shook his head helplessly: "This matter is not allowed, and there is no need to mention it again in the future. Now is not the time to mint new coins. When and how to mint new coins, I have my own plans in mind."

After these words were spoken, everyone finally confirmed that their unreasonable hesitation and uneasiness were correct.

Fu Youwen's heart sank: "This is fucked! Such a good flattery actually hit the horse's leg!!"

However, Fu Youwen didn't understand and was not convinced.

After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but bow and asked, "Your Majesty...is stupid, I wonder if you have any advice?"

The question he asked was also the question in the minds of the other leaders.

When Fu Youwen brought this matter up, their first reaction was that they had missed a good opportunity for progress.

In their view, at the end of last year, when the Chinese New Year was about to come, Zhu Yunhuan actually asked Qin Kui from the Ministry of Works to select talents, provide training, and publicize the achievements of his water-powered spinning machines and flying shuttle looms... The new dynasty and new currency should be more impressive than that.

at the same time.

Qin Kui, who had not expressed any opinion on this, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a huge weight lifted off his heart.

But he couldn't help but secretly glance at Fu Youwen's slightly flustered back, and inexplicably felt a sense of pride in his heart: "I've flattered him so many times, and finally it's someone else's turn to flatter him!!"

Although he did not understand the ins and outs of the matter, nor did he know why Zhu Yunhuan opposed the minting of new coins, he was even extremely displeased with it.

But he knew something.

Your Majesty has always been a man who thinks ten steps ahead before taking one step. If Your Majesty intended to design and mint a new coin, he wouldn't have waited for others to bring it up. In fact, as the Minister of Works, I should have received Your Majesty's instructions long ago.