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

"Yes...disciples obey your command! Disciples, we respectfully send His Majesty off!" Zhu Yunhuan gave the order, and everyone had to respond confusedly. They looked at each other and exchanged glances, all of them looking confused.

Zhang Yuqing watched the figure leaving towards the gate of the manor, his eyes narrowed slightly as he said, "Your Majesty's thoughts are always beyond our comprehension. If it weren't for Your Majesty's benevolence and grace, how could we possibly glimpse the truth of this world? Your Majesty told us to forge steel, so let's do it well! We can't go wrong if we do as Your Majesty says!"

A look of relief immediately appeared on everyone's face.

He nodded in agreement.

"Master Zhang is right! We are the ones who have been deluded!"

From the previous alchemy assessment, to the collapse of his world outlook, values ​​and outlook, to the current acceptance of new theories and the reconstruction of his world outlook, values ​​and order, Zhu Yunhuan has long been more than just an emperor for this group of people, and has even become a belief.

Even if you don't understand.

They will still follow the action 100% without any objection.

In other words, Zhu Yunhuan has truly become the "ancient Greek god of chemistry."

"Speaking of which, today's batch of molten steel should be almost done!"

"Indeed! Now our steelmaking method has matured, and steel production has basically stabilized. Since Your Majesty has ordered it, the other steelmaking furnaces that have been built have also been put into use."

"Although we have been producing steel stably for four consecutive furnaces, we should still be cautious. We should start by producing ten furnaces simultaneously. If there are no problems, we can continue to expand the scale."

"good!"

Everyone clapped their heads and immediately began to arrange their actions in an orderly manner despite the chaos.

……

The next day.

Qianqing Palace.

A thick memorial with a special cover was delivered to Zhu Yunhuan's Dragon Desk. The first page of the memorial clearly read: [The reaction of officials in Beijing after hearing the content of the interview with Zhuo Jing, Director of the Internal Audit Bureau, and the detailed investigation results after screening based on their reactions.]

The one who submitted this memorial.

It was Zhao Feng, the Jinyiwei spies who were now in charge of the capital.

At this moment, even Zhao Feng, one of the ruthless Jinyiwei, who was standing in front of the dragon desk with his head bowed, looked a little restrained and solemn.

Apart from Ma Sanbao, he was the one who accompanied Zhu Yunhuan the most on daily basis.

He knew too well the young man in front of him, with his handsome face and calm eyes reading the memorials. He seemed calm at the moment, but in fact...

The emperor was angry.

Millions of corpses!

Such a memorial was submitted.

In Yingtian Prefecture, who knows how much blood and gore will be unleashed, who knows how many heads will roll to the ground...

Even though Zhao Feng's hands were stained with blood from the previous dynasty to the current one, he still felt a chill down his spine as he stood in this warm palace.

If I stand for a while, my calves feel like they are going to cramp.

Yingtian Prefecture is the capital of a country. It is prosperous and the best place in the world, with many officials in the capital.

Even if there are Jinyiwei to monitor all officials, many things can still be easily hidden unless there are special arrangements and instructions, and if there is no concentrated manpower to monitor and investigate.

But yesterday I published this special edition...

It’s just like the several account books that Zhu Yunhuan had taken out before and gave to Zhuo Jing to check. Now that we have a target, we can check it accurately.

The Qianqing Palace was exceptionally quiet at this moment, with only the sound of Zhu Yunhuan occasionally turning the pages of the memorial in his hand as he sat behind the dragon desk. The sunlight after the snow stopped was a little dim, and it just happened to shine through the window onto his handsome face.

He took his time to read the memorial in front of him.

Then he slowly raised his head, smiled faintly and said, "The word 'greed' is truly magical. Even though Grandpa Emperor killed so many people in the past, there were still many rats hiding in the sewers." His voice was as gentle as ever, and his eyes were bright, but there was no murderous intent in them.

But it still made Zhao Feng swallow nervously.

Then he heard the young man in front of him say indifferently: "Those who were found inside were doing bad things, bullying men and women, and oppressing the people. They will be dealt with according to the old rules."