Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

"Bring it here and take a look."

When Zhu Di saw the servant in his house holding a scroll, he put down the chess piece in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said.

Although he felt much more at ease after hearing what Monk Daoyan said.

But for Zhu Di, he was still somewhat anxious.

For nothing else.

That was the throne, something he had thought about but dared not think about before, something that had made him scratch his head countless times during this period of time - he could convince himself to be patient, but his passionate heart was always there.

Now these two hidden stakes have become his only cards that can be used...

The servant naturally obeyed the order respectfully.

He immediately lowered his head slightly and slowly walked towards Zhu Di and Monk Daoyan, placing the things in his hand on the empty chessboard.

Then he retreated quickly and tactfully.

Monk Daoyan had a plan in mind at this moment, so he was not in a hurry.

I also know that Zhu Di is anxious.

With a faint smile on his face, he pointed at the information with his hand and said, "Your Highness, please take a look. It's almost correct."

In his opinion, there was nothing interesting about this information. After all, if other major events happened in Yingtian Prefecture, would the people left behind by Emperor Hongwu not report it?

After saying that, he continued with the previous rhythm, grabbed a few chess pieces from the chess box at hand, placed them on the chessboard and pressed them down with his hands to guess who would go first.

now.

He seemed to take this game of chess more seriously.

But Zhu Di was not so calm.

Without any hesitation, he grabbed a chess piece from his chess box and placed it hastily on the chessboard, then he couldn't wait to pick up the information.

When he was dismantling the intelligence.

Monk Daoyan, with a calm expression, looked at the chess pieces under his hand and the one placed by Zhu Di, stroked his beard, and said, "It's an odd number. Your Highness plays black first."

As he spoke, he cleared the chessboard again.

At this time, Zhu Di was slowly opening the things in his hand. The sound of rice paper rubbing against each other could be heard in the air. Then, Monk Daoyan heard Zhu Di's deep and solemn voice: "Dead."

Zhu Di's face was as gloomy as water. He only uttered these two words and then fell silent.

Zhu Yunhuan asked Zhao Feng to hide the truth from both sides.

The illusion that Zhou Lixuan and Fan Songde were dead was created. Such an important hidden stake was killed, so he was naturally placed in the front first.

It was a direct opening blow to Zhu Di.

What the hell.

The cards are gone!!!

Zhu Di felt as if a thousand alpaca horses were galloping past his brows, and he felt as if several streams of heat were rushing up to his head.

The rush made him feel dizzy and his brain went blank.

A helpless sigh flashed in the depths of his mind: "What the hell!! Why is it like this again!!!?"

The monk Daoyan, who was sitting opposite him, raised his brows slightly at this time, looked at Zhu Di, and asked in confusion: "Dead? Who died?"

Zhu Di was still immersed in confusion, probably because he did not hear the monk Daoyan's voice, so he did not respond at all.

Only then did Monk Daoyan realize that Zhu Di's condition was extremely abnormal.

The relaxed and comfortable look on his face faded unconsciously, and he quickly called out: "Prince? Prince!?"

It was clear that Monk Daoyan was right in front of him.

But Zhu Di felt that the two shouts came from a place far away from him. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He looked at the monk Daoyan in front of him.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Master Daoyan... Zhou Lixuan and Fan Songde... they are both dead!"

Monk Daoyan's expression changed slightly.

This was indeed a result he had not expected. The people under his command should be very good in terms of leadership, propriety, and conduct...

After a moment's silence, Monk Daoyan asked, "How did they die?"

Zhu Di, with a dazed look on his face, recounted what he had witnessed: "The body was found in a mass grave, covered in countless wounds, each one a fatal blow. The body had to be pieced together... Based on the intelligence, it seems the killing was done out of spite."