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

"Hahahahaha! I thought it was something else! Since this matter is His Majesty's golden word, there must be no problem!"

"Let's go to the palace right now! Let's talk to our nephew and grandson!"

Lan Yu agreed immediately.

After saying this, he put away the smug smile on his face, and his eyes revealed a hint of determination and sharpness. After a pause, he said solemnly: "We have helped him to that position, and this matter cannot be a problem!"

Seeing Lan Yu say this.

The Huaixi nobles in the living room exchanged glances with each other.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

This matter involves the vital interests of everyone, but Lan Yu and the new emperor have an inseparable blood relationship, and they are afraid of this.

Fortunately, Lan Yu’s interests are consistent with theirs.

In the face of real interests, blood ties and affection will eventually take a back seat.

"Hahahaha! Duke Liang is absolutely right!"

"During this time, while the old man was still lying in his coffin, our new emperor was fiddling with precious flowers and plants in the Qianqing Palace. He even moved a kiln there and started playing with clay porcelain. There were quite a few complaints about this in the court, but wasn't it our prestige that helped suppress it?"

"Yes! This is actually a good thing!"

"I later returned home and thought about it carefully. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that our new Majesty was a little too shrewd. Fortunately, he had what he wanted, so he needed to rely on us even more."

"..."

Now that Lan Yu has expressed his stance, these people no longer need to worry about the consequences.

I felt much happier when I talked.

Also a lot more unrestrained.

"Shh..." Someone made a guilt-ridden gesture to keep quiet, and subconsciously looked around as if he was worried about something.

The next moment, someone burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! What are you booing for! The old man is dead! And you still think there are Jinyiwei watching us!"

"Our new emperor is busy sending the Imperial Guards to find flowers, grass, and mud for him. The time when everyone was trembling with fear and insecurity is over!"

"..."

The living rooms of the two dukes' mansions were suddenly filled with laughter and a happy atmosphere.

……

Qianqing Palace, front hall.

Zhu Yunhuan, dressed in mourning clothes, was lying on the dragon desk, holding a wolf-hair brush with red ink in his right hand, and wrote the three words "I have read" on the memorial in front of him.

Then he closed the letter.

I couldn't help but throw the wolf-hair brush in my hand onto the table.

He said unhappily, "This is too much!"

He knew that Zhu Yuanzhang had abolished the prime minister and held both imperial and prime ministerial power in his own hands. He was mentally prepared for the emperor's workload, but the memorials he reviewed in the past few days had really made him lose his temper.

All matters, big and small, from the entire Ming Dynasty were sent here.

There's nothing wrong with greeting people here and there.

Zhu Yunhuan stood up, stretched, yawned, and thought to himself: "I have to arrange the cabinet's tools as soon as possible!"

cabinet.

It was first initiated by Zhu Di after the Jingnan Rebellion and reached its peak in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. While ensuring centralization of power, the cabinet also shared many government affairs.

For example, during the reigns of Jiaqing and Wanli, one was busy relaxing and did not attend court for twenty years, while the other was busy sleeping and did not attend court for twenty-eight years, but the Ming Dynasty did not collapse.

Later, the Grand Council of the Qing Dynasty was an improvement based on this system.

But Zhu Yunhuan also knew it.

You have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to go step by step.

Before he can truly stabilize the court and take power, he still has to do the hard work himself - stability is always better than progress.

"Your Majesty, you are busy planting flowers and grass, smelting ceramics during the day, and reviewing memorials and staying up so late at night. You are really tired. I will ask someone to wait for you to rest."

Ma Sanbao, who was waiting on the side, said this, and at the same time picked up the wolf-hair brush for writing inscriptions on the table, washed it in the water tank, hung it up, and cleaned the dragon desk.

Zhu Yunhuan pinched his eyebrows and nodded.

It was hard to take care of so many things at the same time, but after a devastating start, he was lucky enough to meet Lao Zhu who died early. Getting to this point now was already the best solution for him.