After the chief minister Zhang Dongsheng spoke, the entire hall was silent for a moment. Zhu Chuangji raised his head and looked at the chief minister Zhang Dongsheng with a complicated look and said:

"I don't believe that the Prime Minister doesn't know what the imperial edict of the ancient emperor is. The power of the Ming Dynasty is in your hands, and Dao Er was on the scene that day. How can you not know?"

Zhu Chouji rarely had a tough time in front of the chief assistant.

Since the Ming Dynasty began a hundred years ago, the power in the hands of the emperor has been almost completely divided by the chief minister. The current emperor is basically equivalent to the nominal spokesperson of the state, and in fact he has no power.

To put it bluntly, Emperor Ming was a mascot.

Especially now, the current chief assistant Zhang Dong has promoted power and has no one dared to disobey him in the court.

This situation is even better than Zhu Qiji. Zhang Dongsheng has been in power for 20 years, and it can be said that he has brought the Ming Dynasty to prosperity with one hand.

And in these twenty years, he also led the emperor Zhu Qiji to the top.

For Zhu Chuangji, Zhang Dongsheng is a special person, not just because he is the prime minister.

"Your Majesty seems to have a great opinion on me."

Faced with such questioning, Zhang Dongsheng's expression had almost no change in his expression, and his eyes were like a deep pool without any ripples. He could not even see any emotional fluctuations in his words.

Zhu Chuangji slowly breathed a sigh of relief and was silent for a moment: "To be honest, I don't have much opinion on the Prime Minister. For twenty years, the Ming Dynasty has been booming. It is your own management. Everyone in this world sees it. Even if you change someone, you will definitely not be able to do better than you."

"You are the pillar of the Ming Empire. For the country, you can never find someone more suitable than you."

"How come the disgust in His Majesty's eyes almost gushed out when he saw me?"

Zhang Dongsheng picked up the teapot in his hand and brewed two cups of tea on the table. The hot steam came out from the mouth of the teacups and teapots, and the steam made the two of them blurred their eyes.

Zhu Chuangji looked at Zhang Dongsheng in front of him, and his expression was still so calm, as if he never minded anything.

"Because... you can hide too much, your joys and anger will never be revealed, and even the closest people cannot know what you are thinking. Everyone respects you and fears you, but no one knows you."

Zhu Ziji raised his head and decided to explain it clearly.

"You are not like a person, like a god."

“It’s like at this moment, can’t you open the skylight and speak up?”

"Did you fall in love with the imperial edict of the ancient emperor, or do you fall in love with something else?"

"Tell me, I can't refuse you."

Zhu Chuiji's voice gradually became louder, and he seemed to have anger in his words at the person who had taken care of him for more than ten years.

Zhang Dongsheng listened quietly, he picked up the tea and drank it in one mouthful, without saying anything, but this made Zhu Ziji even more angry.

For a moment, the hall was filled with heavy breathing after venting his emotions.

After a long time, Zhang Dongsheng slowly spoke: "Your Uncle Taizu passed on your royal fortune. Can you practice?"

"Yes, what, do you want it?"

Zhu Chuiji looked at the familiar and stranger in front of him and said, "You want that ancient emperor's edict, too!"

After a long silence in the hall, Zhang Dongsheng slowly said, "Then practice well!"

"Then let's wait...what did you say?"

Zhu Chuangji was stunned for a moment and stared at Zhang Dongsheng in front of him.

"The emperor's edict should be preserved well. There are too many people in this world who are staring at it."

Zhang Dongsheng waved his hand calmly and said, "Send out the guests!"

Zhang Dongsheng's personal bodyguards and others outside the hall walked in and did not give Zhu Huji time to continue questioning, so they directly invited him out.

After leaving the imperial city, Zhu Chuiji recovered a little. He looked back at the imperial city with a deep palace wall as deep as the sea. He frowned and said:

"What exactly does Zhang Dongsheng want to do?"

In Zhu Chuiji's original imagination, he should have handed over the cultivation method of the Imperial Tu fortune and handed over the edict.

But Zhang Dongsheng didn't want anything, which was beyond Zhu Xiangji's expectations.

Zhu Chui Ji had a feeling for the first time, as if he had never known Zhang Dongsheng.

After breathing a sigh of relief and calming down the emotions in his heart, Zhu Ziji said to himself:

"No matter what you want to do, I will go my way."

Zhu Chuangji has begun to practice the fortune of the imperial map. Since he has seen the path of the ancient emperor, he has to walk on whether he succeeds or not.

Because this era of becoming a god is the era of the practitioners.

If he wants to become the protagonist of this era, as the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, there is only this way.

Either cultivate the fortune of the imperial chart or mediocre sentient beings.

How to choose is actually clear at a glance.

"I want to...become the next ancient emperor and suppress everything in this world."

Outside the imperial city, Zhu Ziji walked towards the distance, and he had already determined his way.

The young man gradually drifted away and quickly disappeared into the sky.

In the hall, Zhang Dongsheng's never-changed expression changed slightly at this moment. He sighed softly: "People... will all grow up."

Zhang Dongsheng has been in power for twenty years, and this is his first sigh.

………

At this time, Wen Zhengming received a letter above Taiyi Peak.

This is a letter from Essu, inviting him to the second extraordinary auction.

"The second extraordinary auction, three months are really like passing clouds."

Wen Zhengming put down the envelope.

"Maybe the days ahead will pass faster."

It is said that Magu has seen the changes of the world, and the sun and the moon change. Perhaps one day, he will also see the changes of time.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhengming felt a little moved.

People like Li Daoyi, Mosca, Qiao Yuanshan may one day become memories in his memory.

"Sister Uncle, what are you talking about?"

Qiao Yuan raised his head and asked, feeling that he seemed to have said something just now, but he had no way to make sure.

It would be too simple for the uncle of the junior teacher to block him if he wanted to speak.

"Nothing, give this letter to your master to see if he goes."

Wen Zhengming threw the letter in his hand to Qiao Yuanshan, and then continued: "You should be about to go down the mountain."

"Prepare early!"

Qiao Yuanshan nodded and said, "I understand. According to what Master said, it's time for us to go down the mountain to experience it."

"Perhaps you will meet some interesting people at the foot of this mountain."

Wen Zhengming said lightly.

Now, everyone is working hard for this era of becoming a god.
Chapter completed!