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

Even if they were to try to discuss it again, what else could they discuss?

The momentum of everyone at this moment.

It's like a deflated ball.

at the same time.

Qi Tai, who was standing next to Huang Zicheng, had a flicker in his eyes, and while everyone was whispering and not noticing him, he quietly stepped back.

He did have a good relationship with Huang Zicheng, and they were both successful candidates in the same imperial examination.

But there are also big differences between the two.

Huang Zicheng was able to rank third in the imperial examination in the 18th year of Hongwu. He was a man of real talent, but he was too shallow and too eager for quick success.

Otherwise, Zhu Yunwen would not have reduced the power of the princes in groups, and would not have started with the weak ones for the sake of effectiveness.

So he saw Zhu Yunhuan jump out.

I worked all the way to the end with a red eye.

Qi Tai, on the other hand, was relatively more patient and calm.

In history, regarding Jianwen's reduction of the power of the princes, his suggestion was actually somewhat different from Huang Zicheng's. He suggested reducing Zhu Di first and starting with the strong. If Zhu Yunwen had adopted his suggestion, the historical outcome might have been unknown.

It was precisely because of this calmness that he did not rush into following Huang Zicheng.

In this situation, of course, I would rather die than let my friend die: "Master Huang, I'm sorry!"

at the same time.

Zhou Dexing, Marquis of Jiangxia, who was also almost furious and even prepared to incite the nobles and generals who were on good terms with him, immediately restrained his expression and took the opportunity to retreat to the back of the many generals.

He secretly muttered in his heart, "I... I only said one sentence. The situation today is so complicated. I guess that little bastard didn't target me, right?"

"That little bastard is so powerful today. Not only Lan Yu and his gang, but even Liu Sanwu, Zhan Hui, and Fu Youwen are more or less behind him. There's almost no place left for the other upright civil servants to risk their lives for him..."

“It’s all… over…”

Zhou Dexing lowered his head, trying not to attract attention, his face full of regret.

After all, as the uncle of the current Crown Princess Lu, if Zhu Yunwen can succeed, his future glory and power will be limitless.

But he is not a radical person.

Otherwise, with his identity as "a fellow townsman and childhood playmate of Zhu Yuanzhang", if he had been a little more radical and worked harder, he would have obtained more than just the position of a marquis. At the very least, he would have been granted the title of a duke like Xu Da and Tang He.

The situation was not good at this time.

Of course Zhou Dexing ran away quickly.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down for a while, stood behind many generals, turned his head and glanced quietly in the direction of the Prince's East Palace, his eyes brightened slightly.

"Fortunately, at least the Second Prince is still alive."

"It seems that this little bastard Zhu Yunhuan is not of the same ilk as Lan Yu and his group of reckless men. Otherwise, there would have been a coup d'état in the Forbidden City long ago."

"Since he still wants to control the influence of this scholar in the court..."

"Then the Second Prince must be truly alright."

Zhou Dexing narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly calculating the current situation in his mind.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up and glanced at the white figure in the front wearing a crescent-shaped white silk shirt from a distance, his eyes solemn.

Zhu Yunhuan not only has a strong base of supporters like Lan Yu, but he has also been able to patiently continue to gain the influence of the literati after enduring for so many years...

This is even more terrifying!

Zhou Dexing sighed inwardly and silently consoled himself, "As long as there's green mountains, there's no fear of running out of firewood. At least the Second Prince is still alive, right? So there's still a glimmer of hope for everything."

Inside the Qianqing Palace.

The voices of Ren Hengtai, Dai Sigong and others were heard, and after a burst of whispers outside the Qianqing Palace, the situation gradually calmed down again.

Lan Yu, Chang Sheng, Zhang Yi... and the Huaixi noble group headed by Lan Yu were all stunned by this.

Even the most insensitive ones can see it.

At this time, both civil officials and military generals who were not within their sphere of influence had completely stopped opposing or questioning Zhu Yunhuan.

Some people looked at Zhu Yunhuan and even began to show admiration.

They had already been ready to fight, and today they wanted to make at least a group of people bleed in Fengtian Palace and destroy the prestige of these so-called clean and honest civil officials.

As a result, Zhu Yunhuan performed the operation effortlessly.

They didn't even bother to take action! ?

The many disputes and criticisms in the court were finally settled as everyone expected, and the way used was so that those scholars who claimed to be "clean stream" could not say a single extra word!

So comfortable!

Although most of them are reckless and brave men, killing people is just a common thing for them.

But, that's just human.

Who wants to stand when they can sit, and who wants to sit when they can lie down?

Who wouldn’t be happy to be able to get what they want comfortably and without any danger?

It's just that they never thought about it.

There is also this kind of trickery...

Especially when they saw the so-called scholars who were usually sharp-tongued and completely hostile to them, they felt very happy!

Last night they even blamed Zhu Yunhuan, thinking that he was too soft-hearted - people like Zhu Yunwen, Lu, Jiang Lin, Dai Sigong, etc. should be killed once and for all.

Now I understand.

They were on the second floor, and the Third Prince of the East Palace... he was in the atmosphere!!

This wave feels like winning without any effort.

It smells so damn good!

When the whispers outside the Qianqing Palace gradually quieted down, everyone's eyes fell on Zhu Yunhuan again, some sizing him up, some examining him, some pondering, some shocked...

A voice suddenly rang out among the officials:

"A country cannot be without a ruler for a single day! I believe that while the funeral rites for Your Majesty are certainly important, the coronation ceremony for the new ruler is equally important, as it concerns the Ming Dynasty and its people!"