novelaction Chapter 1300
Chapter 1300
He remained silent for a long while, like a stone statue, before sighing absentmindedly, "Hongwu Emperor, Hongwu Emperor... what exactly are you protecting that little emperor in Yingtian Prefecture from? Why the sudden tightening of security..."
"What is it that you don't want this humble monk and His Highness Prince Yan to know?"
Since the announcement of the sweet potato and the appearance of auspicious omens, the entire Beiping area has been under close surveillance by Zhu Yuanzhang's men, especially the monk Daoyan, who has been the focus of their vigilance—which naturally made the monk Daoyan uneasy.
Firstly, there is now much less intelligence available.
More importantly, something unusual must be going on: the fact that the Hongwu Emperor is so vigilant about the Beiping area and is keeping a close eye on me and the Prince of Yan means that there is an extremely important message or intelligence that I have not yet obtained!
The fact that the Hongwu Emperor could take such drastic action suggests that this news or intelligence was unfavorable to the young emperor but favorable to his own side!
Just thinking about it.
The monk Daoyan, who had suffered repeated defeats and felt frustrated for a long time, couldn't help but lose his composure.
He was frozen in place.
He remained in that position, holding a chess piece and frowning, for quite some time.
The silence was broken when a black piece in his right hand accidentally fell onto the board with a "thud," bringing the monk Daoyan back to his senses.
And this time.
A young maidservant slowly walked over with two plates of delicate pastries on a wooden tray and placed them on the stone table in front of the monk Daoyan.
The monk Daoyan looked closely.
Underneath one of the plates of pastries was a thin strip of paper...
"Master Daoyan, these are some newly made pastries from the kitchen. Please enjoy them, Master Daoyan." The little girl said casually, but gave the monk Daoyan a meaningful look.
The monk Daoyan's heart stirred.
He calmly nodded with his palms together, saying, "Thank you for your trouble."
After the little girl left, Monk Daoyan seemed a little uneasy. He looked around to make sure no one was around before cautiously reaching for the note in the plate and opening it with a slightly hurried expression.
He took a deep breath and immediately focused his attention on examining the area.
According to research, when the auspicious omen appeared in the Imperial Garden, Emperor Qianlong also mentioned another, more important role of sweet potatoes: by utilizing the rapid and dense growth of sweet potato leaves, they could also be used as pig feed, greatly increasing pork production throughout the Ming Dynasty...
Although Zhu Yunwen had not yet publicized the matter through the newspapers, he had not made any attempt to cover it up.
The monk Daoyan had long harbored ambitions to conquer the world. Naturally, his spies and agents in Yingtian Prefecture could not be limited to the front lines. As time went by, he naturally received this information.
During this time, although Zhu Yuanzhang kept a close eye on the Prince of Yan's residence, Zhu Di, and the monk Daoyan, the monk Daoyan had both overt and covert methods, and the news eventually managed to get through layers of strict guard and reach this place.
The monk Daoyan squinted.
The further he looked down, the more serious his expression became.
"Hiss... The terrifying yield per acre alone, which can alleviate the famine of the world, is already a divine object. I never thought that its vines would have such a use... How did such a good thing fall into the hands of that person?"
Looking at the intelligence he had finally obtained, Monk Daoyan couldn't help but feel indignant—they were all behind the scenes playing chess, so why did he have such a good hand?
Of course, Monk Daoyan was never one to complain or blame others. Whenever he heard a piece of news, whether good or bad, his first consideration was how it would benefit or harm his plans.