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

"Many people are worried about whether they can survive. Who can really hope to live to be ten thousand years old? Such words are just for reference."

"But it's different now."

"Those common people kneeling on the streets of Beiping City all sincerely hope that our eldest grandson can live to be ten thousand years old! I've even heard people talk about erecting a longevity tablet for him, while others are even praying that the Taoist priests in the Alchemy Department can actually make an elixir for our eldest grandson!"

"To be an emperor to this extent, no one can compare."

As he spoke, Lu Wei had already begun bringing in documents from outside and placing them on the table. The secret conversation between the Hongwu Emperor and the Prince of Yan, who was guarding Peking...if anyone else heard about it, it would be a disaster.

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he picked up the rice in front of him. He had been hungry for so long without realizing it, and his appetite was suddenly whetted. He started to eat without caring about his image.

At the same time, he was also observing the expressions of Zhu Di and Monk Daoyan calmly.

Monk Daoyan raised his palm and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Your Majesty is a wise ruler, and the people of the world will naturally love and respect you."

When Zhu Di heard the words "wise ruler", he wanted to kill someone.

It would have been fine if he had heard this from someone else, but when Zhu Di heard it from Monk Daoyan, he almost began to doubt his life.

Fortunately, at this time, Monk Daoyan immediately gave him an expressionless look, which made Zhu Di calm down a little.

Although he was extremely angry, he was not unreasonable.

His own father, the Hongwu Emperor, was in person and insisted on "chatting" about these topics. He had no choice, and neither did Master Daoyan.

Zhu Di gritted his teeth.

He put away the gloom on his face and gave Zhu Yuanzhang a forced smile, saying, "Master Daoyan...what you said makes sense. Your Majesty...is a wise ruler."

Zhu Di agreed reluctantly.

Zhu Yuanzhang swallowed a large mouthful of rice with some difficulty and laughed out loud: "Hahaha! A wise ruler! The people like him, support him, identify with him, and respect him... Our Ming Dynasty will become more stable and unshakable!"

"Anyone who harbors thoughts that shouldn't be harbored would be going against the wishes of all the people of the world! The people of the world would be the first to disapprove of that."

"Seeing this grand scene today, I am really happy from the bottom of my heart!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Zhu Yuanzhang continued to "chat".

But his words were obviously pointing out and advising them - the new emperor now has the support of the people, so the best thing to do is not to make unnecessary struggles or have any inappropriate thoughts.

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed heartily and then went back to eating. The chopsticks and bowl made a crisp sound when they clattered against each other. He was not particular about eating, eating with big mouthfuls and chewing with big mouthfuls. If Zhu Di and Monk Daoyan had not known that he was Zhu Yuanzhang, they would have thought he was a starving ghost.

His words are not useless.

Zhu Di had been constantly being stabbed by his own father. Although he felt bad about it, it was difficult for him to refuse to admit: what his father said was true!

Not to mention the people in other provinces, prefectures, states and counties of the Ming Dynasty.

Even the people living under his feet in Beiping Prefecture were wholeheartedly loyal to Zhu Yunhuan, that young boy.

I want to start a rebellion and seize the throne... It's difficult, too difficult!

Thinking of this, Zhu Di was suddenly dazed and his eyes looked even more blurred.

Zhu Yuanzhang shoveled the last bite of rice into his mouth, his eyes flickering inadvertently as he looked at Zhu Di. He thought to himself, "No, Fourth Brother, you can't make it. Now is the time for you to see clearly. You have been a smart child since you were young."

Since he walked in, he seemed to be eating, but in fact, every word he said was full of the earnest advice of a father.

He swallowed the last bite of rice, wiped the oil off his mouth, stood up and said, "I'm full, Lu Wei! Let's go out for a walk! The excitement today won't subside for a while! Hahahaha!"

He came here originally to use the current prosperity of Yingtian Prefecture to wake up Zhu Di. He had already said everything he could say and point out, so there was not much point in staying any longer.

Might as well go out shopping.

After all… what grandfather could resist a bunch of people praising his grandson? And in all sorts of ways?

You never get tired of listening to it, it’s so good!

After saying this, without waiting for Zhu Di and Monk Daoyan to say anything, he hurried out with Lu Wei without looking back...

"The streets are noisy and chaotic, Father, please be careful."

"Farewell to Your Majesty."

Zhu Di looked embarrassed, and he and monk Daoyan stood up together and said.

It was not until the door of the box was slammed shut by the servant at the door that Zhu Di and Monk Daoyan felt as if a taut bowstring was suddenly relaxed, and they sighed with regret.

Monk Daoyan turned to Zhu Di, bowed slightly, and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me. I have to say something against my will in front of your Majesty."

He knew that Zhu Di had been scolded by Zhu Yuanzhang. In addition, although Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be chatting casually, he would call him out from time to time, forcing him to praise Zhu Yunhuan... With all these things, the mentality of His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan was somewhat broken.

So Monk Daoyan spoke to comfort him immediately.

Then he continued: "Your Majesty..."

However, before he could finish, Zhu Di immediately interrupted him with a wave of his hand. "Master Daoyan, there's no need to explain. This prince understands everything. Father only came to Cuiminglou for a meal. It doesn't matter where he sits. He came here to eat. He simply wanted to pave the way for his great grandson and clear away some obstacles and ambitions. This prince sees clearly."

Zhu Di narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the closed door. The confusion in his expression disappeared, and his eyes were filled with sharpness, determination, jealousy, resentment... and many other emotions.

For such a long time.

He kept staring at Yingtian Prefecture and the dragon throne in the Forbidden City... Obsession is often something that will continue to ferment over time.

Would Zhu Di give up easily?

In addition to the pros and cons of the current situation, he and Monk Daoyan had already judged and distinguished them clearly before - disadvantage, but not without opportunities: they can wait and see for opportunities to provoke Zhu Yunhuan and the Huaixi nobles again. Even if they take a step back, the Huaixi nobles will explode on their own as long as time is long enough!

Monk Daoyan's eyes showed a hint of appreciation, as well as a bit of relief.

His eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded, saying, "Your Highness Prince Yan is wise! Good food is not afraid of waiting, but only of lack of patience!"

Zhu Di finally didn't have to hide himself at this time.

His face was filled with rage. He raised his hand and flipped the table in front of him. The table flipped over, and the food, bowls and chopsticks on the tabletop all fell to the ground with a "crackling" sound. "But father is partial! Father has always been partial!"

The anger that had just been suppressed in my heart.

At this moment, all of a sudden,