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

Or you can say.

The impression that Zhu Yunhuan wanted to create, whether intentionally or unintentionally, that "he, Zhu Yunhuan, is a god" has already been effective among the native elders of the Alchemy Bureau.

"All from His Majesty? You mean... that was also what His Majesty told you? Then His Majesty's ability... is really great!"

A burly, bearded, and somewhat honest-looking man, with a curious expression, asked in a low voice, "Master Han, what we just heard, and what you said... were all taught by that legendary master? Who is this person, anyway, who is so powerful?"

Upon hearing this, Han Lingyue's expression froze on the spot. He was at a loss whether to laugh or cry for a moment, not knowing how to respond - how could some people be so... stupid?

That’s all that has come to this.

You still believe in the existence of so-called "experts"...? ?

Without waiting for him to say anything.

Feng Xu and Lin Yishan on the side sneered. Feng Xu scoffed and shook his head helplessly, saying, "What a slow reaction."

Of course, the man was not happy to be told that, and he immediately said angrily, "How dare you talk like that?"

Although the soldiers were very aggressive, Feng Xu was not intimidated. He just laughed and patiently explained:

"Your Majesty has just said so much, but did you ever see him hesitate? Did he ever seem to pause or falter?"

"Have you not noticed that His Majesty always looks confident and confident, speaking with ease about everything?"

"The majestic emperor, calm and composed, with an extraordinary temperament, has a thousand plans and plans in his mind. Does he look like he needs someone to guide him from behind?"

Feng Xu and Lin Yishan are both smart people.

At first, they might have been a little confused, thinking that even though the little emperor was intelligent, his understanding of military affairs and firearms was too proficient.

After listening for a long time, they naturally understood.

The so-called military advisor stood in front of them.

Your Majesty is his own military advisor!—If he were someone who needed guidance and instruction, he would never have been able to explain everything so fluently from beginning to end.

Take a thousand steps back.

Even if such a military advisor really exists.

But what the "military advisor" knows, Your Majesty can also do with ease.

Your Majesty's abilities are more than enough for him to sit firmly on the throne and rule the Ming Dynasty! ——The presence or absence of this so-called military advisor has become an insignificant matter.

Of course, this is just the most likely scenario. The greater possibility is that this scenario does not exist - Your Majesty is Your Majesty, and the power represented by the dragon throne in the Fengtian Hall has never been touched by any irrelevant people, not even the so-called instructions!

Although Feng Xu had explained it clearly, some people were stubborn and still couldn't believe it. They sighed, "But isn't His Majesty only that old?"

This statement is a bit stubborn though.

But, admittedly, this is indeed the biggest contradiction - the age is there, which is also the biggest reason why those who have never had close contact with Zhu Yunhuan will always regard this outrageously wrong assumption as fact.

At this moment.

Han Lingyue stroked his slightly messy beard.

He laughed heartily, his tone profound and profound, yet he spoke with conviction, "Your Majesty is unprecedented, and I'm afraid there will be no one like him again. Applying worldly perceptions to him is the most foolish thing in the world!"

His voice was so resounding that it silenced everyone for a moment.

Feng Xu and Lin Yishan were no longer surprised by this statement. After smiling at each other, they took two steps forward and bowed to Han Lingyue:

"My name is Feng Xu/Lin Yishan, originally from the Military Equipment/Armament Bureau of Yingtian Prefecture."