Chapter 140: The Feeling of the Dragon Throne

Hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu felt nothing but aggrieved in his heart.

Hu Weiyong had just been dealt with and you sent me out of the city, and now that I've just returned, you want me to come up with ideas.

This young master isn't a god; although Zhu Di sends people to deliver messages to him, how could he possibly cover every single detail?

Basically, after conveying the general meaning, he would ask if there was any opportunity to skim some profit.

Therefore, it cannot be said that Zhu Gaoxu was completely ignorant of court affairs at this time, but he certainly did not know much.

He could keep track of the general direction, but he was completely clueless about the details, including the various transfers of officials.

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he also thought of Zhu Gaoxu's predicament.

He immediately beckoned and called Zhu Gaoxu to his side, saying, "These are the memorials recently drafted for Us by the various ministers of the court, as well as the edicts We have issued recently; take a look at them all."

As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang pointed to the memorials stacked as high as a small mountain on the Dragon Desk.

Seeing this, several black lines flashed across Zhu Gaoxu's face.

He looked at Lao Zhu's expression and discovered that Lao Zhu's gaze was clearly urging him to read them quickly.

Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu could only stretch out his little hands and begin to flip through them.

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw that Zhu Gaoxu seemed a bit awkward standing to one side reading the memorials, he immediately stood up, picked up Zhu Gaoxu, and sat him on his own Dragon Throne, then said, "Just sit here and read them slowly; We are going to rest for a while, come find Us when you are finished."

Having said this, Zhu Yuanzhang walked toward the back without even looking back.

At this moment, Zhu Gaoxu had not even realized that he was already sitting on the Dragon Throne.

Instead, watching Zhu Yuanzhang's departing back, he felt that Lao Zhu seemed a bit relieved.

Is this old guy treating this young master like a tool?

He always felt a sense of reading the memorials on Lao Zhu's behalf.

When Lao Zhu had completely disappeared from Zhu Gaoxu's field of vision, Zhu Gaoxu finally discovered that his bottom felt a bit soft.

Turning his head to look, he finally realized that he was actually sitting on the Dragon Throne.

Damn it, so this is the feeling of the Dragon Throne!

Enjoying the softness beneath his little bottom, Zhu Gaoxu didn't feel it was all that comfortable.

It was nothing more than adding a cushion under the chair.

Shaking his head, Zhu Gaoxu couldn't be bothered to sigh anymore and immediately began flipping through the memorials on the Dragon Desk.

Once he started reading, he read until the sky gradually darkened.

At this time, Eunuch Li came in to refill the candles inside and suddenly felt that the figure on the Dragon Throne looked a bit wrong.

Only when he walked closer did he discover that it was actually Zhu Gaoxu sitting on it.

This gave Eunuch Li a huge fright.

He hurriedly took two steps forward, ran to Zhu Gaoxu's side, and said, "Oh, my little ancestor, is this a chair that just anyone can sit on? Why have you sat up here?"

Zhu Gaoxu was currently reading the very last memorial; hearing Eunuch Li's words, Zhu Gaoxu, who had been reading memorials for a long time, felt his mind was a bit unclear for a moment.

After waiting a while, he finally reacted.

Afterwards, Zhu Gaoxu ignored the anxious Eunuch Li to the side and continued reading the memorial, saying, "Grandfather Emperor told me to sit here and read the memorials."

Hearing this from Zhu Gaoxu, Eunuch Li felt a shock in his heart.

This was no small matter.

Whose chair is the Emperor's Dragon Throne that anyone can sit on?

Throughout history, how many people have fought until they were battered and bloody just for this one chair?

How many lives has this one chair claimed?

And with Zhu Yuanzhang letting Zhu Gaoxu sit on this Dragon Throne, could there be some other meaning behind it?

Thinking of this, Eunuch Li suddenly shook his head, not daring to continue thinking about it.

Being in this position, he understood that thinking too much about such things easily leads to losing one's head.

Eunuch Li simply stopped talking and, acting as if he hadn't seen anything above, began changing the candles.

And after Eunuch Li finished changing the candles, he then silently retreated.

Only then did Zhu Gaoxu finish reading all the memorials.

Stretching, Zhu Gaoxu couldn't help but sigh.

"So being an emperor is this tiring."

He had only been reading memorials for an afternoon, and he was already about to collapse.

What must it be like for Zhu Yuanzhang to read so many memorials every single day?

After sighing, Zhu Gaoxu felt no attachment whatsoever to the Dragon Throne beneath his bottom.

With the memorials finished, Zhu Gaoxu stood straight up and walked down.

Now it was time to call Lao Zhu out; he had rested long enough.

He went out and found Eunuch Li, telling him to go call Lao Zhu.

At this moment, seeing Zhu Gaoxu, Eunuch Li's gaze was somewhat timid; he nodded and, without a word of nonsense, immediately complied.

Zhu Gaoxu was a bit confused by this.

It was just sitting on the Dragon Throne; I'm not the Emperor right now.

Lao Zhu soon returned to the Fengtian Hall.

His complexion did indeed look much better; it seemed he had had a good sleep.

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang now, Zhu Gaoxu felt a complex mix of emotions in his heart.

According to historical records from his past life, Zhu Yuanzhang killed ten or twenty thousand people at the very beginning.

This time, for some reason, the number of people killed was not that high.

But it was still a full one or two thousand people, and there were four or five thousand people imprisoned, not counting those who were dismissed from office and never to be employed again.

As for those who were already dead, Zhu Gaoxu had nothing to say.

Since they were already dead, saying anything else was useless, but for those who were not yet dead, Zhu Gaoxu had to stop it somehow.

Some people truly deserved to be killed; for the sake of the nation, how could there be no bloodshed?

Regarding this, Zhu Gaoxu expressed his understanding, but those innocent people were truly unnecessary.

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