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

"Hahaha! Yes!" Zhu Yuanzhang was also very happy.

Those unsatisfactory things I have seen before.

It seemed as if everything faded away at once.

As for the matter of Yingtianfu, he had connections in Yingtianfu, and now he had successfully fooled Zhu Di. In addition, he was certain that Zhu Yunhuan would be isolated and helpless and would have to rely on him, so he was basically not worried.

I felt that the future of the Ming Dynasty was full of confidence and hope. Even though I thought that the capital Zhili area would suffer in the future, I just regarded it as the inevitable path for a perfect Ming monarch.

So Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the teacup beside him and drank it in one breath with a relaxed look. When people are excited, they never pay attention to other things. After talking a lot, he felt particularly thirsty at this time. He simply picked up the teapot beside him and took a few sips from it. Then he trotted to the toilet.

Then he lay down slowly, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, now we can calmly read the content of the novel to be published in the next issue of the newspaper~" When you are happy, it will be even happier to have some fun.

"In Chapter 16, Huang Rong is forced to return to Peach Blossom Island, and Yang Kang regains his freedom. Oh, little Huang Rong has to go back to Peach Blossom Island?"

Lu Wei also let out a long sigh with a smile on his face, and subconsciously felt that even he had more hope.

Zhu Yuanzhang was lying on the recliner, swaying.

Holding the preview of the next issue of the newspaper in his hand, he was immediately immersed in it. In the evening, the sun set in the west, and the orange sunlight fell on this quiet and peaceful courtyard, making the newspaper in Zhu Yuanzhang's hand stained with the orange of the sunset.

The whole yard was filled with an exceptionally relaxing atmosphere.

Anyone who walked in here would never imagine that the Hongwu Emperor, whose name was so terrifying, could be hiding here. Instead, they would only think that there was a retired old man who was concentrating on reading a newspaper.

Until Zhu Yuanzhang carefully read this issue of the novel from beginning to end.

The tranquility in the yard was broken by the sound of cursing:

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk! This Yang Kang! He's clearly a Han Chinese, yet he still wants to acknowledge a traitor as his father, just for that little bit of glory and wealth! He's truly heartless!!"

"And that Mei Chaofeng! She has absolutely no sense of patriotism. They're both like snakes and rats!"

"..."

Watching the ups and downs of the plot, Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be immersed in it.

At the end, Zhu Yuanzhang still looked unsatisfied and said with some dissatisfaction: "So short? Is this the end?"

"What a jerk this little wolf cub is! Can't he write more at once?"

"Where's little Huang Rong? Huang Yaoshi wouldn't let her out, would he? What happened to Mei Chaofeng and Yang Kang? These bastards must die!"

"If this brat doesn't give these two bastards a miserable end... I'll beat him up with my big shoes when we get back to Yingtian Prefecture!"

"No, when we get back to Yingtian Prefecture, we have to ask him to write out the rest first so we can enjoy reading it!"

"..."

The orange sunset fell on Zhu Yuanzhang's face.

It reflected his intense indignation.

Lu Wei, who was standing by, couldn't help but laugh, and his cheeks hurt from trying so hard to hold back his laughter.

As for Zhu Yuanzhang, although he was filled with indignation at the abrupt ending, he had to give up. After all, he couldn't go offline at the moment, so he could only turn to look at other pages.

After reading all the content.

Zhu Yuanzhang put away the newspaper with an embarrassed look on his face. The weather had cooled considerably in the evening. He tightened his cloak around himself, thought for a moment, and handed the "Next Issue of the Forecast Newspaper" to Lu Wei, saying, "Go to the Fourth Brother's house and give this to him."

"As for today's incident, I fooled him a bit, which was a bit unfair of me as a father. This kind of storybook that tells a story about history and chivalry is exactly what he likes. He likes it very much. He talked about it with me several times during dinner, and he talked about it at length. It's obvious that he has read it more than once."

After tricking Zhu Di to death, Zhu Yuanzhang finally remembered to show some fatherly love as a small compensation.

After saying that, he stood up.

He turned around and walked back to the house in the main courtyard, with a slight smile on his lips, and sighed in his heart:

"Old Four, that little wolf cub has so much in his head. Not only is he smart and farsighted, he knows a little bit about everything. He's even the best at this kind of entertaining storybook."

"Even the martial arts novels you truly love and enjoy reading..."

"That little wolf cub came up with it all. Who wrote the specific content isn't important. What's important is these twists and turns, these characters and plots that have captivated the entire Ming Dynasty, and even you and me. These wild and unrestrained fantasies... all came from him."

"That opponent who I don't consider a rival is the best at everything he does. What do you think Dad should choose?"

"It's good that you know it later. You can be his general."

Zhu Yuanzhang slowly walked back into the house, sighing inwardly. His intention in delivering the newspaper to Prince Yan's mansion was, firstly, to compensate him for deceiving Zhu Di, and secondly, to foreshadow and express his wish—hoping that Zhu Di would let go of his obsession and that his son would survive.

He knew that the future of the Ming Dynasty would still be in the hands of Zhu Yunhuan.

Whether Zhu Di can survive has nothing to do with whether he will go to Yingtian Prefecture. As for Zhu Di's attitude, it has to do with Zhu Yunhuan's intentions...