Adhere to the city wall of Yingtian City, go all the way east, and enter Yingtian City from the Taiping Gate on the north side of the Imperial City.

After all, before Zou Xueyu left the post of Yingtian magistrate and took up the post of governor-general of Zhili, he took the route of the imperial army and horses sent to the capital to report from Yingtian City to the base of the city wall in the north of the city.

For this reason, the people around Yingtian City have gained an additional amount of income in their families.

Zhang Hui entered the imperial city all the way and entered the palace.

Wenhua Hall.

Zhang Hui did not see His Majesty the Emperor, but was reminded by the royal troops in the palace to go to the Wenhua Palace to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

He has been here for a long time and explained in detail what happened in the southwest.

Zhu Biao hardly spoke, and only asked about a few key points from time to time. After receiving further explanation from Zhang Hui, he continued to let the other party talk.

"So, this is what this matter is. Please let me know, Your Highness."

Finally, Zhang Hui ended all reports.

Only then did he have a chance to look around quietly.

Probably because the Wenhua Palace is closest to the East Palace and the Cabinet, and due to its past uses, it gradually became the place where the prince handled state affairs.

Several North Korean and Chinese officials serving in the cabinet were busy sorting out piles of memorials and documents.

Zhu Biao sat cross-legged in front of the desk, with countless papers piled up in front of him.

Zhang Hui has brought things back to Southwest.

The truth is so simple, yet so dramatic, which Zhu Biao did not expect.

He gently turned the trigger on his thumb, his eyes lowered slightly, and his eyelids narrowed, as if he was thinking about the final verdict on the unrest in the Southwest Tusi territory.

After a while, Zhang Hui was already a little tired and sleepy.

Zhu Biao finally spoke slowly: "The rebellion among the chieftains in the southwest has never occurred to me. But now that it is what the people want, the imperial court cannot ignore it. It should give top priority to the people of the world, whether it is the people of the Central Plains or the chieftains."

The common people are all my subjects of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhang Hui blinked and grasped the key point of what the prince said.

What the people want.

It's just that he is a royal guard and a minion of the royal family. He can only have executive power but no suggestion power.

The prince didn't ask, he just said, and he didn't ask himself to step back, so he pretended that he didn't hear anything.

Zhang Hui thought so.

But Zhu Biao raised his head: "Do you think if a war starts against the southwest chieftains at this time, and the imperial court sends a large army to wipe out the southwest chieftains, completely change the situation and conform to the people's will, how will the war proceed?"

Is the prince asking himself?

Zhang Hui raised his head in confusion and blinked.

Zhu Biao seemed to have thought of something and raised his eyebrows.

"I'm asking the wrong person. You don't know how to organize the troops and make decisions about several chieftains. I should let you stay in Jinyiwei and get some good things for the Taiyuan Hospital."

Zhang Hui was stunned.

The prince's words are too confusing to understand.

But at this time, Zhu Biao smiled and said softly: "Go and call the grandson over. I want to talk to him about something."

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Chapter completed!