Chapter 143
If it weren't for Su Qiao.
Zhu Youjian would probably be looking for a place to hang himself right now.
Hearing Zhu Youjian's words.
Zhu Yuanzhang slowly closed his eyes.
Speaking in a low, weary voice.
"It's done, I know... hang up first."
With those words, Zhu Yuanzhang ended the video call.
Old Zhu, sitting on the dragon throne, pondered for a long time.
Finally, he slowly rose to his feet, looked at the little eunuch serving beside him, and said in a low voice.
"Order the Directorate of Ceremonial to draft an edict."
"Summon the Prince of Yan and the Prince of Jin to the capital!"
"I miss my sons..."
"Yes."
After giving the order, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, signaling the maids and eunuchs beside him to withdraw.
In the vast Qianqing Palace, only Zhu Yuanzhang's lonely figure remained...
The Imperial Prison.
This time, Su Qiao, making his third visit to the palace, saw no fellow prisoners.
Even the guards watching him were sternly silenced by Jiang Huan, forbidden from speaking a single word to Su Qiao.
Until this very moment.
Su Qiao realized how boring this world was.
No internet.
No short videos either.
When will these days ever end!
Looking up at the bright moonlight outside the Imperial Prison.
And the sound of the night watchman striking his wooden clapper as he passed by.
"Second watch!"
"The weather is dry, beware of fire!"
That was the only sound Su Qiao could hear.
A night watchman?!
Su Qiao suddenly raised his head.
Only then did he realize that the cell he was in was located in the deepest corner of the Imperial Prison, and just a wall away lay the Front Street of Jin Ling!
Thinking of this.
A bold thought inevitably arose in Su Qiao's mind.
Why not break out of prison? 3.
106, Jiang Huan: Your Majesty, Lord Su's intentions were profound!
Qianqing Palace.
Zhu Yuanzhang, sitting on the dragon throne, fell into a doze.
Ever since Zhu Biao passed away, all the affairs of the realm had been shouldered by Old Zhu alone.
Although Zhu Yunwen was assisting him with the memorials to the throne on the side, Zhu Yunwen's thoughts were ultimately a bit too naive.
Zhu Yuanzhang could not entrust all matters of state to Zhu Yunwen with the same confidence he had for Zhu Biao.
Old Zhu did not know how long he had slept.
He only heard an eunuch whispering beside him.
"Your Imperial Majesty, Governor Jiang has returned."
Zhu Yuanzhang, who had been leaning on the imperial desk, slowly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and asked in a low voice.
"Jiang Huan? Why is he coming into the palace in the middle of the night without sleeping?"
"Your Imperial Majesty, dawn has already broken."
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head in confusion and only then realized the sky was already bright.
A trace of exhaustion inevitably appeared on his face.
He stood up, stretched, and smiled awkwardly.
"Call Jiang Huan in."
"Yes."
Before long, Jiang Huan arrived before Old Zhu.
"Your humble servant pays his respects to Your Majesty."
Zhu Yuanzhang silently sized up Jiang Huan and asked.
"Why the sudden visit to the palace?"
Jiang Huan spoke in a low voice.
"Your Majesty, the thing you asked me to find yesterday, I have found it."
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head in confusion, looking at Jiang Huan, and asked.
"The thing I asked you to find yesterday..."
Zhu Yuanzhang's voice suddenly stopped.
Only then did they see Jiang Huan standing in the distance, pull a cloth bundle from his chest, and hand it to a nearby young Eunuch.
Zhu Yuanzhang slowly opened the cloth bundle in Jiang Huan's hand.
Immediately, he saw a clearly freshly-cut potato inside the bundle, along with a few corn kernels and sweet potatoes.
Zhu Yuanzhang instantly became alert.
He gazed at Jiang Huan and asked,
"Where did you get this?"
Jiang Huan lowered his head and said,
"Reporting to Your Majesty, it was from Lord Su's courtyard."
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyebrows furrowed even tighter at once.
"Lord Su's courtyard? Explain in detail."
"Yesterday, after Your Majesty threw Lord Su into the Imperial Prison, two brothers of the Embroidered Uniform Guard discovered a patch of earth in Lord Su's courtyard that seemed recently turned over."
"So they quietly went forward and dug a bit, and then found these in the soil."28
Looking at the seeds inside the cloth bundle before him.
Zhu Yuanzhang's old face was exceptionally gloomy.
Then, rising to his feet in some anger, he pointed at the cloth bundle before him and spoke sternly,
"What does this fellow intend to do?"
"Is he trying to anger us into killing him, so that he might become famous throughout history?!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Huan's body trembled involuntarily, as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.
Seeing Jiang Huan's expression of wanting to speak but holding back.
Old Zhu also felt his anger rise uncontrollably.
"What do you want to say? Speak!"
Jiang Huan spoke in a low voice,
"Your Majesty, this subject believes that perhaps Lord Su intended to use this method to draw Your Majesty's attention."
Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the table and shouted sternly,
"Attention? He could have simply told us directly that this crop yields four thousand jin per mu! Was it necessary to resort to such tactics?!"
"Would we not pay attention? Are we a foolish monarch who does not listen to remonstrance?!"
The corner of Jiang Huan's mouth twitched slightly.
He hurriedly said,
End of Chapter
