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

Zhu Yuanzhang had no such idea - he knew that Zhu Yunhuan had his own way of making money in private. With his understanding of currency and the like, he controlled the degree of it better than anyone else.

For him, the biggest worry about this matter is that his eldest grandson is the most suitable future ruler of the Ming Dynasty... In the future, the title of "tyrant" will probably be confirmed!

So that’s it.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help showing a bit of helplessness on his face.

"My dear grandson, we killed so many people before, crushing them to death. Wasn't it because we wanted to set a good example for the Ming Dynasty? I, an old man, will be the bad guy, and the good reputation will be left to your father and future Ming emperors."

"Your father didn't enjoy this good reputation for kindness, so it wouldn't be a waste of our efforts to make you a benevolent ruler."

"You are so good...ah..."

Zhu Yuanzhang sat on a recliner.

Looking at the southern sky, he muttered with regret, "As an elder, who would want his children and grandchildren to have a bad reputation?"

This is naturally a good intention.

It is also the best arrangement and wish of Emperor Hongwu for future generations.

Unfortunately.

Zhu Yunhuan was destined not to be content with being a king who only maintained the status quo. He was aware of the bad reputation he bore. He was much more determined than Zhu Yuanzhang. When doing things, he never even took his so-called reputation into consideration.

This was the first time that Lu Wei looked at Zhu Yuanzhang's mumbling from this perspective. In the past, he had the same perception as others that Zhu Yuanzhang was vicious, terrifying, had the power of life and death, and was moody. But now, he was increasingly able to see many perspectives and ideas that others would not consider.

He pursed his lips and wanted to say something to comfort her.

But he found that nothing he said was appropriate. This was a royal matter, concerning the inheritance of generations of emperors in the Ming Dynasty. He was not qualified.

Fortunately, after Zhu Yuanzhang had rambled on with regret for a while, his mood changed and he laughed heartily: "Hahahaha! Never mind, that little wolf cub has already done it. There's no point dwelling on it. Let's just use the condemned prisoners to fill the alchemy furnace. He's put in so much effort, who knows, he might actually be able to refine the elixir."

"When we return to Yingtian Prefecture, we'll have a share of the elixir we've refined, right? Then, our grandfather and grandson will both achieve immortality, and the everlasting Ming Dynasty won't be so bad!"

"If it really can buy me immortality, I would gladly use human lives to fill the alchemy furnace!"

"At worst, we can come forward and tell anyone who dares to say something bad about our grandson... we'll just have their tongues ripped out. If no one says anything bad, our grandson can still be a benevolent king!"

Emperor Hongwu was certainly not the kind of person who would waste time on internal conflicts. He suddenly had many "good ideas" and "good thoughts" in his mind, thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.

Lu Wei, who was about to speak to comfort her, rolled his eyes secretly.

He secretly complained, "I shouldn't be worrying about this! Why would the Great Emperor Hongwu worry about us little idiots? An old King of Hell and a young King of Hell, they're both the same, so why bother telling anyone else what to do!"

As for Zhu Yuanzhang, after saying this, he no longer bothered about whether he was on death row or not. He simply drank the tea in the cup in his hand, put it aside, and turned the page to move on from the matter.

After a moment of silence, he looked at the new page of information in his hand.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head and turned to look at Lu Wei beside him. The smile on his face seemed to be a little simpler. He said happily: "Lu Wei! It's coming out!"

"what?"

Lu Wei didn't know what Zhu Yuanzhang saw, and his face looked confused.

"At the beginning of the year, the court resumed its operations and order. Our eldest grandson also worked diligently and was very busy. He even went so far as to establish a Ministry of Agriculture!"

"The six ministries of the Ming Dynasty each have their own responsibilities, and there is a department responsible for agriculture... His unusual move... can only mean that the sweet potato is about to be released!"