Zhu Yuanzhang glared and said, "In two days, it will be our birthday. How? Do you think we won't even have a stable birthday?"

The article in Daming Daily is straightforward and sharp, and it is not difficult to imagine how much turmoil it will cause once it is published. And how many people will be croaking in his ears.

He didn't want to live his life without being pure.

"Don't dare!" Lan Bin suddenly smiled and said.

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand: "Okay, just step back if it's okay!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the minister retires!"

Lan Bin saluted, slowly retreated to the outside of the hall, and turned to leave.

"Lan Baihu, please stay!"

And not long after he left the Qianqing Palace, suddenly a eunuch's voice came from behind him.

Lan Bin stopped, turned around and saw a middle-aged eunuch with a white face and beard, trotted in front of him, and arched his hand, "I don't know if my father-in-law called me, is there something wrong?"

"Lan Baihu, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked you to wait in the Wenhua Hall of the East Palace, he has something to tell you!" The eunuch gasped slightly.

"There is a notice from Father-in-law Lao, I will go to the East Palace to wait!"

Lan Bin raised his eyebrows, and after saluting the eunuch, he turned around and went to the Wenhua Hall of the East Palace.

When he came to the Wenhua Hall of the East Palace, the crown prince Zhu Biao had not yet come, he said to the eunuchs of the Wenhua Hall in the name of Zhu Biao, entered the Wenhua Palace, sat on the guest chair, and waited.

Soon, Zhu Biao, surrounded by the ladies of the eunuch palace, came to the Wenhua Palace.

Lan Bin's eyes were sharp, and he hurriedly got up: "The minister sees His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Zhu Biao waved his hand to let the eunuchs and palace maids step back, came to Lan Bin, looked at Lan Bin with complicated eyes for a moment, and then sighed, "Cousin, you are confused!"

"Cousin, why do you say that?" As soon as Lan Bin heard it, he knew what Zhu Biao meant, so he pretended not to know.

Zhu Biao raised his eyebrows and stared at Lan Bin: "You really don't know what I'm talking about?"

"Cousin, I did this for the sake of the court and the Ming Dynasty!" Lan Bin smiled and said again.

Zhu Biao stared at Lan Bin for a moment and sighed, "Cousin, I know your loyalty to Da Ming. But you are still young, and the affairs of the court are very complicated, and you will suffer if you recklessly interfere in the affairs of the court!"

"Cousin, I know you're worried that after the release of Daming Daily, there will be public anger. But there are some things that always need to be done!" Lan Bin said with a smile.

Zhu Biao was silent for a moment: "Forget it, the matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more." I asked you to come here to tell you that after the release of Daming Daily, there will be a turmoil."

"Whoever asks you then, you say that your father asked you to found the Daming Daily, understand?".

"Uh, cousin, that's not appropriate, is it?" Lan Bin tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Although he handed over most of the Daming Daily to Zhu Yuanzhang, he had a little bit of the idea of using Zhu Yuanzhang to resist the pressure of vested interest groups.

But now Zhu Biao asked him to throw the pot to Zhu Yuanzhang so bluntly, which really surprised him.

Especially Zhu Biao is still Zhu Yuanzhang's good son.

Zhu Biao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, my father's murderous reputation is outside, even if they know it, they can only endure it." Moreover, my father has openly expressed his support for the imperial court's collection of commercial taxes on many occasions."

"My father asked you to set up a Daming Daily and publish some articles supporting commercial taxation, but it is normal and will not arouse suspicion."

He didn't say a word, Lan Bin's age is also a big advantage.

No one would believe that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child would have such a deep scheming to single-handedly push the imperial court to collect commercial taxes.

"Cousin—" Lan Bin was about to speak.

Zhu Biao added, "That's what my father meant!"

"The emperor is long, and the ministers are inscribed with five feelings!" Lan Bin made a touched look and saluted in the direction of Qianqing Palace.

After Zhu Biao waited for Lan Bin to salute, he said, "Cousin, although you are young, you are extremely intelligent. When doing things in the future, be sure to think twice. There are things that can be done, and there are things that can't be done!"

"Something like giving most of the Daming Daily to my father, don't do it in the future!"

"Cousin, I don't understand what you mean!" Lan Bin was taken aback, and said a little weakly.