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

Generally speaking, when an emperor passed away, his body would first be placed in his bedroom.

Therefore, after Zhu Yuanzhang was stuffed into the coffin, it was placed in the central hall of the Qianqing Palace, where the acting emperor, empress, and civil and military ministers would pay homage to him three times a day, morning, noon, and evening.

Zhu Yunhuan handled government affairs in the front hall of the Qianqing Palace.

"Time is short and we are in public, so I cannot do too much. The food is simple, please forgive me, Your Majesty." Ren Hengtai first apologized, and then immediately handed the basket of food in his hand to Zhu Yuanzhang.

On the surface, I didn't dare say a word.

Inwardly, I felt that the scene before me was a bit magical: the dignified Hongwu Emperor, who founded the Ming Dynasty and dominated the world for decades, now actually jumped out of his coffin and asked for food...

Why has this world suddenly gone so crazy?

Zhu Yuanzhang no longer cared about his image at this time. He took the basket directly, opened the lid, and began to eat voraciously.

How did the world suddenly become so crazy?

He also wanted to know why he suddenly became so crazy.

Anyway, I had a sudden idea last night and pretended to be dead, and then I really "died".

"You go back first and guard against anyone coming in here." Zhu Yuanzhang gave the order while sitting on his coffin and eating.

He came from a humble background.

He himself did not have any so-called "royal reserve". It didn't matter whether he sat on the dragon throne and dominated the world or sat on a coffin to eat.

Ren Hengtai glanced at Dai Sigong next to him.

He immediately bowed and left.

"Ask whatever you want to ask." Zhu Yuanzhang chewed the braised meat in his mouth with big mouthfuls and said to Dai Sigong nonchalantly.

Jiang Li is not around.

Dai Sigong, as his personal physician for many years, could even be considered a half-old friend. He was the only person he could fully trust and who knew the inside story.

Zhu Yuanzhang naturally asked Ren Hengtai to take the opportunity to bring Dai Sigong over and make some arrangements.

Dai Sigong glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang who was sitting on the coffin and eating, then looked back at the direction of the front hall and pursed his lips speechlessly.

Pretending to be dead turned into real death.

The Second Prince became the Third Prince.

It was said to be a test, but it turned into a direct ascension to the throne...

Dai Sigong felt his mind was in a mess, and for a moment he didn't know where to start asking...

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows helplessly.

"Forget it, we have plenty of time now anyway. This has to start from the moment you and Jiang Li left the Qianqing Palace last night..."

After taking off the identity of "emperor", except for the initial disappointment, Zhu Yuanzhang now felt as if there were fewer shackles and constraints on his body. He did not deliberately put on airs and sat on the coffin like an old farmer, eating and chatting.

Of course, he just gave Dai Sigong a brief account of the process.

However, the details, such as how Zhu Yunhuan suppressed the Huaixi military generals, how he negotiated with Liu Sanwu and others, how he cleverly used the vassal kings, Huaixi nobles, literati, etc. to weigh all parties, were omitted.

"Not only did you knock me down, you also knocked down Commander Jiang!?"

"He quickly summoned the Huaixi military commanders and persuaded Lord Zhan and Fu Daren? Even Mr. Liu from the Hanlin Academy..."

When Zhu Yuanzhang restored the memories he lost when he was unconscious.

The more Dai Sigong listened, the more incredible it seemed to him—how could such a dramatic change have occurred in just one night?

No matter what you think.

These are all impossible things!

But he also knew it.

Zhu Yuanzhang could not and had no need to lie to him. Moreover, this morning, outside the Qianqing Palace, he saw with his own eyes the scene where Huaixi nobles, Zhan Hui, Fu Youwen and others knelt on the ground and requested Zhu Yunhuan to ascend the throne. This could not be faked!

"Hiss..." Dai Sigong took a deep breath, his heart still unable to calm down for a long time. He narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but sigh, "The only one who could have the willing support of all the civil and military officials in the court was probably the late Prince Yiwen..."