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

At this time, Zhu Yunhuan simply disregarded martial ethics.

He just walked away without even listening, which made this group of people hold their breath in their chests. Moreover, nothing would go wrong in Yingtian Prefecture in the short term, so they would immerse themselves in the calm environment in an excited state.

After calming down for a while, some of the people in power also regained their senses.

Naturally, I will start to weigh in my heart:

Isn't everything peaceful now? Why get so angry?

Is it worth risking your life?

Is it worth risking your career?

Once you start to hesitate, you will fail, you will hesitate and lose your courage.

In this situation, except for the most stubborn few, the cowardice of human nature will make them subconsciously avoid danger and choose a way of living that can survive for a while.

Things will calm down naturally.

"Sanbao, let's go! Let's go back to the Qianqing Palace." After waving his hand to give the day off, Zhu Yunheng stood up and yawned: "I'm going back to catch up on my sleep." After that, he walked down the throne without looking back and left the Fengtian Palace.

After a wave of operations.

As fast as lightning.

No matter they were civil officials or military generals, they were all stunned and stood there, unable to react at all. The dragon throne was already empty.

Everyone was left looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Just went to court, and then he ran away?"

"He really does whatever he wants! There's no rules or regulations that can restrain him at all!"

"..."

The civil officials who had already said those words started to curse in their hearts.

Just a moment of daze, resentment and unwillingness.

They know again.

No other emperor could do such a thing, but the current young emperor could do it - how can we expect any martial ethics from a person who has never taken the previous emperor's "Huang Ming Zu Xun" seriously?

Thinking of this, a strong sense of powerlessness came over me.

Even if these people have thousands of excuses... when it comes to the young emperor, it's either like hitting an iron plate, so hard that you're stunned, or like hitting cotton, and he won't respond at all!

After a long silence, the many generals, led by the Huaixi nobles, were naturally happy to be free. Whether it was a holiday or not, it was just like that! They had just calmed down. Apart from preparing to quarrel with the group of civil servants, they had nothing else to say, so they were the first to come to their senses at this time.

He put on a chuckle and, pretending to bow in the direction Zhu Yunhuan was leaving, said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace! Your Majesty is truly a caring and kind emperor! Your Majesty is wise!"

"Your Majesty, we thank you for your grace!" The other nobles and generals also came to their senses and responded with fists clasped. After they finished speaking, their eyes fell on the frustrated civil officials with an arrogant look.

Then they all turned around and headed towards the door, almost walking as if they didn't recognize anyone.

Such a swaggering mockery.

The humiliation of the civil officials, who were already feeling extremely aggrieved, was made even worse. They were all angry and depressed, with their faces flushed red.

"How could he do this, Your Majesty?!"

"It's over! It's over! It's all over! There won't be even a single chance!"

"..."

They sighed and groaned, their expressions and eyes filled with despair, as well as a kind of... incomparably deep sadness and disappointment.

for them.

This is equivalent to Zhu Yunhuan's clear statement: I will not listen to anything, I will do this, I will indulge and rely on the Huaixi nobles!

Your Majesty, your ministers, are ready to fight to the death, why did you surrender first? ——No matter how much they encouraged us, it was useless.

"No! This cannot happen! My Great Ming Dynasty will never do this!"

In the sad and desperate atmosphere, someone was so angry that his eyes turned completely red. He shouted at the top of his voice in the Fengtian Hall, so loudly that even the blue veins on his neck appeared.