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

"What...what happened?"

Seeing the monk Daoyan's flustered state, Zhu Di was startled, though he didn't know what the other was thinking. He instinctively panicked.

Just as the monk Daoyan was about to say something...

He glanced at the Imperial Guards around him, then shut his mouth and shook his head, though his face looked very pale.

Zhu Di knew that he was surrounded by Zhu Yunwen's spies, and openly discussing anything was tantamount to courting death. Even if he was curious about what the monk Daoyan had thought of, he could only give up for now and turn to Zhang Cheng: "Since His Majesty has given the decree, I can only return to the Prince of Yan's residence to await His Majesty's instructions."

His tone was full of loneliness and desolation.

After all, there's nothing he can do right now. Even if Zhu Yunwen looks down on him so much, there's nothing he can do about it.

Zhang Cheng smiled faintly: "That's it! His Majesty is the Son of Heaven, the Heaven of this Great Ming Dynasty, so naturally whatever he says goes."

Having said that, he raised his hand and gestured to his men: "Let's go!"

in this way.

Zhu Di, the monk Daoyan, and others were quickly escorted back to the Prince of Yan's residence by Zhang Cheng.

It's just the current Prince Yan's residence.

The maids and servants had long been driven away, and the entire Prince Yan's mansion was under tight guard by the Embroidered Uniform Guard, completely surrounded.

"I can still go back to the Prince of Yan's residence... Should I be glad that he didn't send me directly to the imperial prison? Or should I mock myself for how much Zhu Yunwen looks down on me?" Zhu Di was concerned about the appearance of the monk Daoyan outside the Meridian Gate. When he had some free time in the residence, he immediately gathered with the monk Daoyan.

Although I have temporarily found some relief.

But Zhu Di was not happy at all—he only had one feeling: that kid Zhu Yunwen really didn't take him seriously from beginning to end! What he wanted to do was completely baffling.

The three brothers, Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaoxu, and Zhu Gaosui, each had their own agendas.

They all came looking for them.

Although the Prince of Yan's mansion was now nothing more than a prison, it was still his territory. Zhu Gaoxu finally couldn't hold back his pent-up anger any longer and let it out: "That Zhu Yunwen, what kind of arrogant attitude does he have towards me?! Don't let me see him! Otherwise, I don't care if he's the emperor or not, I'll give him a good beating! He used to be too afraid to look people in the eye, but now I'll beat him so badly he won't dare to look people in the eye either!"

He was tall and strong, and his solution to problems had always been his fists. He had been a little tyrant among the children since he was a child, and he still regarded Zhu Yunwen as an invisible person among his many cousins ​​and the little prince. Being treated like this by this invisible person made him angrier and angrier.

Zhu Gaochi calmly pulled him back: "Second brother, let's not talk about such emotional things now. It doesn't matter whether he dares to raise his head or not. There is someone behind him who can make him raise his head and someone who can make him sit firmly in that chair. You have to accept that."

"The most important thing right now is how to conduct ourselves next." Zhu Gaochi was clearly more insightful and saw things more calmly and clearly.

Monk Daoyan couldn't help but chuckle wryly and sigh, "Although the Prince of Yan's mansion is empty, it's at least more comfortable than being in the imperial prison, isn't it?"

Zhu Di, however, looked eagerly at the monk Daoyan and said, "There were too many people around at the Meridian Gate just now, so it wasn't convenient to speak. Master Daoyan... what have you thought of?"

He knew that the monk Daoyan would never speak without reason.

The thing that could make him lose his composure like that must have been something serious.

Zhu Di brought up this matter.

The monk Daoyan's expression froze for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face became solemn. He said succinctly, "Heavy rain, the Minister of Works, the Minister of Revenue..."

They encountered Fu Youwen and Qin Kui at the Meridian Gate.

Zhu Di was filled with resentment, feeling that Zhu Yunwen's ignoring of him, a "rebel king," when he saw two ministers was simply putting his face on the ground.

Meanwhile, the monk Daoyan remained silent throughout.

But it's not that he doesn't want anything.

Instead, a chilling thought suddenly occurred to him—when it rained heavily, the young emperor would frantically summon the ministers of the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Revenue to the palace. The Ministry of Works was responsible for all construction projects of the court, while the Ministry of Revenue was in charge of taxes and grain allocation!

This looks exactly like a disaster relief setup!

If any major disaster or flood occurs, the Ministry of Works will be busy repairing the river channels and controlling the flood as quickly as possible, while the Ministry of Revenue will be overwhelmed with the task of raising money and grain to settle the disaster victims...

This immediately reminded the monk Daoyan of something.

I remembered the outrageous things the little emperor did half a year ago...

Zhu Di was still feeling down about his situation, disappointed that Zhu Yunwen, that young upstart, didn't take him seriously. For a moment, he was a little confused: "Master Daoyan... what does this mean?"