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

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I felt something was not right.

However, Zhu Yunhuan had a beautiful smile and spoke pleasantly, which made him feel a little elated, so he didn't bother to care about this vague abnormality.

The words are divided into two parts.

Zhu Yuanzhang was in a difficult situation.

He could only lie on the window crack and stare at the window paper of the Qianqing Palace, looking at the two very blurry figures on the window paper, but he had no idea what the two people said or did.

"What on earth was this brat talking about with Lan Yu? How could they keep chatting for so long?"

"The Huaixi nobles have come right up to him so quickly. He can't leave them alone now. Could they really be selling out the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Yuanzhang stretched his neck.

My heart is in turmoil.

Before, he was in control of the entire Ming Dynasty, and these people were more or less restrained. Even he did not expect that this group of people would launch an attack so soon.

It’s no wonder that Zhu Yuanzhang was anxious.

If Zhu Yunhuan really sold his Ming Dynasty now.

Now he is completely unstoppable!

Even if he escaped safely from the palace and then went to bring along the many vassal kings from the border areas... the Ming Dynasty, which had finally recovered, would inevitably be plunged into at least several years of devastation. Moreover, there were still the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty in the north who were still determined to fight and were eyeing him covetously...

but……

How could Zhu Yunhuan now be able to suppress this group of arrogant and powerful generals?

A few days ago, he was able to take advantage of these people's excitement and paint them a rosy picture, but now that they have calmed down, this trick no longer works!

As time passes by.

Zhu Yuanzhang became more and more uneasy and worried. He could only walk back and forth by the window with his hands behind his back, looking anxious.

Lan Yu entered the front hall and hasn't come out for a long time. Could it be...

But at this time.

There seemed to be a faint sound of rustling footsteps.

Next was the door from the front hall to the middle hall, which opened with a creaky sound. The candlelight at night vaguely illuminated the outlines of Zhu Yunhuan and Lan Yu.

"Uncle, this way please."

Seeing Zhu Yunhuan's timid look, Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand and gestured in the direction of the central hall where he was, indicating Lan Yu to come towards the central hall.

Then Zhu Yunhuan was in front, and Lan Yu was half a step behind.

He really came to the Central Palace!

Zhu Yuanzhang's heart skipped a beat, his muscles tensed, and his scalp went numb instantly.

"Damn it! Why are they coming towards us in the middle of the night?"

"What did they say in there?"

"That brat has a grin on his face...could it be..."

"Wait! Chang Sheng, Zhang Yi, Zhu Shou, Cao Xing... they've also been led to our central hall!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was complaining about not being able to see the specific situation in the front hall a moment ago, but now he was panicking...

He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Then he hurriedly turned around and walked towards the coffin tremblingly, secretly complaining in his heart: "No! What are these people going to do!?"

“Calm down! Calm down!”

"I don't think they've discovered me. I'm alone in the middle hall right now. There's no need to mobilize so many troops to attack me!"

Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly climbed into the coffin, while secretly analyzing himself to prepare himself mentally, calm himself, and try his best to steady his breathing.

Just laid down in the coffin.

The footsteps of varying depths outside gradually became clearer.

It was obvious that a group of people were really coming towards him.

He just didn't know what these people were doing in front of his coffin and memorial tablet for? — To mourn? They were more happy than anyone else that he was dead...

Not long after.

A group of people came and pushed open the door of the nave.

As everyone paused before the tablet, someone couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, why did you summon us to the deceased Majesty's 'body' and tablet so late at night?"