Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

Moreover, his "body" would be visited three times a day by Zhu Yunhuan, civil and military officials, and concubines in the harem, morning, noon, and evening. Who knew if something unexpected would happen?

The safest method.

The only thing he could do was wait until the wake was over and then leave in the coffin in broad daylight.

Ren Hengtai bowed bitterly and pleaded guilty, "Your Majesty, please forgive me! The etiquette for the death of an emperor has been like this since ancient times. I can only follow the precedent. If I rashly refuse to allow the offering of sacrifices, it would seem unnatural."

He’s also pretty fucked up.

After meeting His Majesty in the Fengtian Hall during the morning court session, I have to serve His Majesty again.

It is really a fight between gods, and mortals suffer.

Zhu Yuanzhang opened the basket of vegetables with ease, hummed, and began to eat heartily: "Hurry up and arrange a date for me to bury it!"

Ren Hengtai pursed his lips.

I was speechless for a while.

This is the first time I've seen someone ask someone to bury him/herself as soon as possible.

……

After lunch.

Zhu Yuanzhang heard bursts of digging sounds coming from outside the door again.

He leaned against the window and looked through the crack toward the backyard. He couldn't help but frown and said angrily, "Playthings are ruining one's ambition!"

"Planting flowers and grass, and building a kiln in the Qianqing Palace to make porcelain... It's simply a waste of time!"

"You are an emperor!"

"There are so many memorials on the Dragon Desk, they represent the lives of all people in the world!"

"If you have the time, why don't you review a few more documents instead of coming here to play around with mud and grass? It really makes me so angry!"

He stayed in the central hall of the Qianqing Palace for a few days and watched here for a few days.

After Zhu Yunhuan ascended the throne, he had to tend to the broken plot of land, plant flowers and grass, and tend to the newly built kiln every day...

How can he look like an emperor?

Take a look today.

Not surprisingly.

It was that brat Zhu Yunhuan digging in the backyard of the Qianqing Palace again.

Zhu Yunhuan was still wearing a linen mourning dress, but he was holding a hoe in his hand and had rolled up the sleeves and trouser legs of his mourning dress.

He had sent away all the palace maids in the backyard.

At this moment, Zhu Yunhuan was walking barefoot in the mud to loosen the soil. Over the past few days, he had personally planted all kinds of precious flowers and plants in the mud.

Only a clean open space is left in the center.

After five days of careful care by Zhu Yunhuan, the sweet potato vines and sweet potatoes had grown many buds and were ready to be planted in the soil.

"Sanbao, go..."

"Never mind, I'll get it myself."

Zhu Yunhuan originally wanted to ask Ma Sanbao to get it, but after thinking about it, he still felt uneasy.

He walked out of the mud barefoot, rushed into a room on Friday with an expectant and anxious look on his face, and took out the seven sweet potato vines and three sweet potatoes, on which many sprout roots were visible to the naked eye.

Then he ran back to the field and started working.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes narrowed. "It's those unfamiliar vines and fruits I saw that day! The brat said it was a truly remarkable achievement..."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked closely at Zhu Yunhuan who was busy working barefoot in the mud.

He couldn't help but look thoughtful.

Nothing else.

Because he discovered: "This kid...is different from before. Today he works very efficiently. If you don't know him, you would think he has farmed a lot before."

He comes from a peasant family.

Even though he had been emperor for so many years, he had never forgotten his roots.

He can tell at a glance whether a person is skilled at farm work or not.

Before, Zhu Yunhun fiddled with those precious flowers and plants without taking them seriously at all, and Zhu Yuanzhang thought that Zhu Yunhun was completely unfamiliar with farming.

But today, Zhu Yunhuan's appearance surprised him - loosening the soil, sowing seeds, watering, fertilizing... all in one go!

Zhu Yunhuan had certainly done farm work before, but that was before he traveled through time. He had helped out in the countryside when he was a child, so he had some experience from germination to planting.

only.

The precious flowers and plants are just a cover.

Of course he did it hastily.

But what we planted today were sweet potato vines!

"We all know the precious flowers and plants planted around here; they're worth a fortune. But this brat clearly knows how to work, yet he's just doing it in a perfunctory manner. He's treating those few vines and red bumps, which have no ornamental value, like they're a child..."

Zhu Yuanzhang muttered to himself, feeling that he had grasped something.

After pondering for a moment, his eyes lit up. "Could it be that... everything he did before was just a prelude to planting those vines and red bumps today?"

"He doesn't want people to find out about these things!"

Zhu Yuanzhang finally came to his senses.

He stared at Zhu Yunhuan's movements, carefully looking at the sweet potato vines that Zhu Yunhuan had cut into pieces and the lumps that were red on the outside and yellow on the inside.

I feel more and more like there is a kitten scratching my heart.

"Sweet potato vine..."

"They broke our favorite glass plates, and then went to such great lengths to hide their tracks by acquiring so many rare varieties of flowers and plants, all to protect a few vines..."

"What on earth can this thing do!?"

Zhu Yuanzhang hid behind the window, twirling his beard, his curiosity was so intense that it almost reached his head, and he felt very uncomfortable.

……

That night.

Duke of Liang's Mansion.

Lan Yu has been in a very good mood these days. He dances with a spear with his bare chest in his own martial arts field. His wiry and lean muscles are faintly visible, and one can feel the huge explosive power contained in him.

But at this moment.

The housekeeper of the mansion trotted to the martial arts field.

He clasped his fists and bowed, "Master, Marquis Jingchuan, Marquis Heqing, Marquis Zhulu... and many other marquises have come together late at night, requesting to see you."

Lan Yu swept his spear, the tip of the spear making a vibrating sound in the air. Then he put the spear away and paused, frowning and said, "What are they doing here at this time of night? Please prepare a meal in the living room. I will be there in a moment."

With so many people coming here so late at night, something must be happening.

After Lan Yu tidied himself up, he immediately went to the living room. At this moment, Cao Zhen, Zhang Yi, Zhu Shou, Chen Heng... and others gathered together.

Without waiting for Lan Yu to speak.

Some people stood up impatiently.

"Duke Liang... these past few days... the more we think about it, the more we feel something is wrong."