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

The Jinyiwei will change into his own shape.

"What remains to be done now is to screen out these ten thousand people and then go and give Jiang Li a lesson." Zhu Yunhuan picked up the rice paper on the table, lit it with the candle next to it, and threw it into the incinerator.

Looking at the flickering flames in the incinerator, Zhu Yunhuan's lower eyelids trembled slightly and he shook his head: "Not enough... These preparations are not enough."

He pinched his eyebrows and felt a little confused in his mind.

After a moment's silence, he raised his eyes and said, "The nobles of Huaixi... The nobles of Huaixi have been overwhelmed by Old Zhu's death and my appearance these past two days. I don't know when they will come to their senses. This matter must be implemented as soon as possible."

Think of this.

Zhu Yunhuan recalled thoughtfully.

At the same time, he wrote on the paper:

[Quartz sand, sodium carbonate, limestone...]

【high temperature……】

This is how glass is made.

There are better ways to bribe these Huaixi generals. For example, some simple technologies from later generations would be enough to cause an explosive reaction in this era - making money has never been a problem for Zhu Yunhuan.

The biggest problem is time.

Given the nature of those Huaixi generals, once they calm down they will find that they have not gained much actual benefit and advantage, but instead have given away what they had originally obtained.

This will be the first wave of doubts from the Huaixi generals.

The fastest, simplest, most effective and convenient way for Zhu Yunhuan to deal with this first wave of doubts from the military generals living in Huaixi was to use glass.

"But... the fact that I can mass-produce glass must absolutely not be known to anyone! Glass is valuable in this era only because it's rare. Once it's no longer rare, it'll be just 9.9 yuan with free shipping."

"Moreover, considering the temperament of those Huaixi generals, if they knew this technique..." Zhu Yunhuan sat on the armchair, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he seemed to think of something.

His eyes lit up, and he tapped the dragon desk lightly: "Using smelting ceramics as a pretext!"

"As an emperor, it's always okay to have some little hobbies."

"The emperor of the Zhu family could like to be a carpenter, he could like to practice Taoism, he could like to fight crickets, he could like to be a general..."

"I like smelting ceramics and tending to flowers and plants. What's wrong with that?"

Zhu Yunhuan raised his eyebrows and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It just so happens that firing colored glaze or firing glass both require high-temperature operation, so considering that I "like to smelt ceramics", it makes sense.

The excuse of "tending flowers and plants" can also make his behavior of "planting sweet potato vines in the Qianqing Palace" seem less abrupt.

And there's another benefit to this.

Civil officials and military generals hope that the monarch will not be incompetent, but at the same time, except for those truly upright and loyal officials, many people do not like the monarch to be too shrewd.

"I had to carry out this lightning-fast coup, but I was a little too aggressive..." Zhu Yunheng said to himself with a faint smile on his face.

At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Five days later.

The central hall of the Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly sat up from the coffin, secretly stuck his head out to check the surrounding situation, and after making sure that all the civil and military ministers and concubines who came to pay homage at noon had left the central hall, he crawled out of the coffin.

"call……"

"Morning, noon, evening..."

“I have to come three times every day!”

"Why are your Ministry of Rites' procedures so complicated? It's so damn annoying!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the Minister of Rites Ren Hengtai, who took out a vegetable basket from his sleeve, and cursed with a bit of resentment.

In the past few days.

He had to go into the coffin three times a day, which was really frustrating.

But now the palace is heavily guarded.

It was very difficult for Zhu Yuanzhang, who had given up his title of "emperor", to sneak out of the palace. Once he showed up, there would be only one outcome: he and everyone who saw him would die.