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

But Zhu Di did not mention Zhu Yuanzhang's concession, but instead kept muttering in panic about some "auspicious sign".

This already explains the result of Zhu Di's trip: he failed to persuade the Hongwu Emperor.

"The young emperor of Yingtian Prefecture has gone so far, and yet he still can't be persuaded? What is this Hongwu Emperor thinking?"

"Could it be that as long as the one sitting in Fengtian Hall is the legitimate son of the late crown prince, he would support him even at the risk of losing his kingdom?"

"..."

Monk Daoyan couldn't help but feel puzzled by this result.

This is... too unreasonable!

However, Monk Daoyan didn't show these thoughts on his face. He looked at Zhu Di and said, "Auspicious sign? Why would Your Highness go to such lengths? Ordinary officials and common people don't know the tricks involved, so how could this poor monk and Your Highness know?"

"Where in the world is there any auspicious sign?"

"It's nothing more than the person standing behind the young emperor in Yingtian Prefecture pulling some tricks to fool the court officials and the people, and to restore the young emperor's reputation."

"No matter how big or small the event is, or how impressive it sounds, it's all empty talk."

Monk Daoyan obviously didn't take this matter seriously at all.

As someone who is well versed in the art of "dragon slaying" and makes it his life goal.

He is very clear.

In ancient times, those in power would often do some miraculous things and spread them everywhere.

There were stories about how my mother dreamed of the sun when she was pregnant with me; how there were words engraved on stones, prophecies of destiny on the back of a turtle; how there were strange phenomena created by some special means...

Isn’t that what it’s like, coming and going?

In fact, it is all just a fabrication. Those who understand will understand, right?

So, while speaking, Monk Daoyan even had the mood to slowly walk to the stone table under the pavilion next to him and open two cups.

He poured the water from the teapot into the two cups in turn.

Then he reached out to the teacup and said soothingly, "Your Highness is running in a hurry. Why not drink some water first to slow down? Even if the person in the private residence still can't make the decision we want, Your Highness, don't panic. We can take a long-term view."

Zhu Di's throat was indeed a little dry at this time.

He also picked up a cup of tea from the table, drank it in one gulp, and then said anxiously, "It's not... it's not some empty auspicious sign. This is a real auspicious sign! It's... it's grain! Thousands of kilograms of grain per mu!"

Zhu Di explained hurriedly, his chest still heaving violently.

Upon hearing this, Monk Daoyan couldn't help but frown.

He struggled to understand what Zhu Di had just said, and then immediately grasped the key point: "Grain? Thousands of kilograms per mu? Your Highness, what nonsense are you talking about? If the grain yield per mu can be two or three hundred kilograms, it would be considered a good year." Although he was a monk who did not engage in production, he was not unfamiliar with such matters.

Of course, now everyone thinks Zhu Di is talking nonsense.

"Oh my..." Zhu Di suddenly felt that he was guilty and couldn't explain himself. He sighed anxiously and quickly explained, "Master Daoyan, I can swear on my life and future achievements that what I said is absolutely not nonsense!"

Seeing that Zhu Di was so serious, he even talked about his future achievements.

It's obviously unusual!

Monk Daoyan's eyes froze slightly, and he looked at Zhu Di with one hand raised, saying seriously, "Your Highness, please calm down and explain this matter clearly to me."

Common sense and inherent cognition made him subconsciously doubt the authenticity of this matter.

But Monk Daoyan couldn't help but have a feeling that something serious was happening!

I saw that Monk Daoyan was finally willing to take it seriously.

Zhu Di finally breathed a sigh of relief. After a moment's silence, he said, "Yingtian Prefecture has discovered a new food called 'sweet potato'!"

"The yield per mu of this material can reach... 3,471.4 jin!"

"My father's intelligence reports mentioned this matter. Yingtian Prefecture even published a special issue of their journal specifically to publicize this matter! I myself have seen this special issue with my own eyes!"

"Master Daoyan should understand. No matter how outrageous or unbelievable this may sound...it is true."

"The newspaper said that Zhu Yunhuan saw this thing in a miscellaneous journal and searched for it for ten years before finally finding a very small number of seedlings."

"I think it's very likely that it was the military advisor behind Zhu Yunhuan who came up with it!"

Zhu Di told Monk Daoyan the most crucial information concisely and seriously, and also raised his own doubts and speculations.

Monk Daoyan naturally believed in Zhu Di.

I quickly understood what he was saying and had to accept the fact: the young Emperor of Yingtian Prefecture had indeed created something as good as this, a true "auspicious sign"!

There was a daze in his expression.

He murmured, "Grain... yielding over 3,000 kilograms per mu... How is this possible? How could such a good thing exist in this world? Incredible... Too incredible!"

Reason told him that Zhu Di would not take this matter as a joke.

But even a man as insightful as Monk Daoyan still found it difficult to break out of his fixed mindset for a while.

Zhu Di quickly said, "I also thought it was impossible and unbelievable at first, but Yingtian Prefecture will not sacrifice the reputation of the newspaper just to deceive people."

Monk Daoyan certainly understood this principle.

He pondered for a moment.

Then he gasped, "Hiss... the yield per mu is 3,471.4 jin! What a great thing... it truly deserves the title of 'auspicious sign'!"

The original relaxed and leisurely feeling has now disappeared.

There was a hint of dejection on his face.

How could he not know what this represented? — It represented the will of the people, the recognition and support of the common people, and even, to a certain extent, represented the change in the views and attitudes of the officials of Yingtian Prefecture towards the young emperor Zhu Yunhuan!

This is momentum, and it also increases while decreasing.

The one who is tall is the little emperor Zhu Yunhuan, and the one who is missing is Zhu Di, the Prince of Yan!

Thinking of this, a trace of jealousy flashed across his face. "What a shame...what a shame! It's a shame that it wasn't you, Your Highness the Prince of Yan, who found this item! Otherwise, it would have surely helped Your Highness the Prince of Yan win the hearts of the people!"

"But this thing cannot be promoted by the little emperor!"

Monk Daoyan narrowed his eyes slightly and said through gritted teeth: "If that's the case, it's better not to have it!"

He paused, his deep eyes swirling with thoughts. After a moment, he raised his gaze and said, "A small number of seedlings... Your Highness just mentioned a small number of seedlings... If we can find a way to steal them from Yingtian Prefecture... or if that's not feasible, destroy them..."

At this point, a hint of cruelty and madness appeared in Monk Daoyan's eyes.

There was nothing else in his eyes.

He just wants to win.

But now this thing has turned his original great advantage into an extremely bad disadvantage, which makes Monk Daoyan a little difficult to accept.

"Ruined...ruined..." Zhu Di pursed his lips, his face showing hesitation. Even though he knew that Monk Daoyan was plotting for him, he still subconsciously resisted this matter.

Such a great thing...it would be a shame if it were destroyed.

Let’s be serious.

That represents millions of lives!

Zhu Di wanted the throne, but he wanted to be an emperor who would be remembered for generations to come and create great events - this went against his original intention.

But Zhu Di also knew it.

This evil plan might have worked at the beginning, but at this point, Zhu Yunhuan had secretly planted two crops, and even his own father had gotten a basket.

Obviously it is no longer feasible.

There was a pause.

Zhu Di looked at Monk Daoyan and said, "Master Daoyan...I'm afraid this won't work."

"Why not?" Monk Daoyan did not give up.

"Zhu Yunhuan had previously been repeatedly criticized for being obsessed with flowers and plants, and for wasting his time on them. This repeated and widespread rumor was... a cover-up for this thing."