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

"Even if you don't want to support him, at least be circumventive. You can't just scold him when you get to the court. Don't let that get us both hammered down!"

Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen both tried to remain calm on the surface.

But inside I was already starting to panic.

They might not recognize Zhu Yunhun at first sight, but once they knew that the other party was Zhu Yunhun... many things would become clear to them.

Over the years, the Third Prince of the Eastern Palace has lost his presence.

But what is his background?

The grandson of the Ming Dynasty's God of War Chang Yuchun.

Duke Lan Yu of Liang was his uncle, and Duke Chang Sheng of Kaiguo was his uncle! Even a large part of the noble group in Huaixi was related to him.

"Everyone says that the Third Prince of the Eastern Palace is dull, stupid, cowardly, and incompetent, and doesn't seem like he's of royal blood. But look at his appearance today, and then look at the few words he said... It's obvious that's not the case!"

"He dares to sit here so brazenly, and even summon the three of us here by falsely claiming an imperial decree. He must have someone behind the scenes! Who could that person be? Ninety-nine percent of the time, it's the Huaixi gang led by Lan Yu!"

"Jiang Li lying there is the best proof!"

All of a sudden.

Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen were both thinking about the current situation.

Sweat was pouring down my whole body.

They lowered their heads and looked around anxiously, fearing that some eight-foot-tall man or a swordsman would jump out from nowhere at the next moment and knock them out and tie them up. If they had to ask for sick leave at the morning court the next day, they would be doomed.

True.

They must support Liu Sanwu's words in their hearts.

After all, you are a talentless and immoral grandson of the emperor, and you are not legitimate. You may even have kidnapped two people who heard His Majesty's will and wanted to usurp the throne. What's worse, you may not even know the reason for His Majesty's "death".

Although Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen are a little smarter and more flexible.

But at least they both read the books of sages.

How can I possibly agree with this in my heart?

They all came from the chaotic times and walked step by step to the gradually stable Ming Dynasty today.

If the future monarch is such a person who disregards human ethics and laws, has no talent or morality, is extremely rebellious, and may even usurp the throne and kill his ancestors...

Does the Ming Dynasty still have a future?

Let’s not talk about what the future monarch will be like.

Who was supporting him? The Huaixi nobles, a group of newly rich bandits and ruthless men, arrogant and domineering in the court, seizing people's land and killing innocent people outside... Now that this group has even greater power and status... what will happen?

This scene.

Just give it a moment's thought.

Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen couldn't help but shake their heads.

However, the situation is tense now, and neither of them dares to act rashly. If they stay alive, at least they will have a chance to speak up and stop this matter in the court tomorrow, instead of being dealt with quietly by the Third Prince.

"Alas... this old man is too straightforward. Can't he save these words for tomorrow in the court? Why does he have to be so stubborn now..."

Seeing Liu Sanwu with his head held high and his chest puffed out, he would rather die than surrender.

Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen were worried.

……

at the same time.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting behind the curtain, had a smiling face.

"Let's just say that old scholar Liu Sanwu is difficult to deal with."

"And Zhan Hui and Fu Youwen... these two old fellows are even more cunning. They probably have an idea of ​​Yunhu's 'usurpation of the throne' and the hidden dangers that lie ahead. It's obviously impossible for them to agree with it, but they keep silent. They're just slippery veterans."

Zhu Yuanzhang hid behind calmly with an interested smile on his face. He was leaning against the bed frame next to him, looking like he was watching a big show.

He is in high spirits now.

I haven't been so relaxed since Zhu Biao's death.

In addition to the pain of losing his son, the future of the Ming Dynasty was like a heavy stone pressing on him, and his hair turned many white with worry.