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

And look forward.

Zhu Yuanzhang's old face was indeed filled with anxiety, and even more obvious was a visible distress - it was spent! The budgeted money and grain were really starting to be spent!

"Damn it! This brat! With all this money and food, he said he wanted to spend it, and he actually spent it all like water!?"

"If this brat were in front of us, we would tie him to a tree and give him a good beating! He's been pampered in the palace since he was a child, and he doesn't know how to feel sorry for himself!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he tore up all the information in his hand and threw it to the ground.

Previously this figure was just a budget.

He could barely comfort himself by saying, well, it hadn't been spent yet. But now, he was watching with his own eyes the surplus money and grain that the Ming treasury had finally managed to accumulate was actually being spent. This was truly a thorn in his side.

After a round of scolding.

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he started coughing: "Cough cough cough cough..."

Zhu Di patted Zhu Yuanzhang's back gently, feeling somewhat guilty. He thought to himself, "Dad, this isn't your son's fault. You were biased first. Besides, it was your eldest grandson who did this. I was just... reminding you of a fact."

Zhu Yuanzhang finally calmed down a lot.

Zhu Di pretended to know nothing and said, "Father, calm down. What's the point of spending money? It can't get any worse, right?"

Zhu Yuanzhang could only complain to his eldest son at this time: "It's just those two ridiculous expenses before. They really did it and spent all the money and grain!"

"Ah!? This..." Zhu Di feigned surprise, then an expression of deep sorrow as he angrily said, "It's too much! It's really too much! Whether it's the surplus in the treasury or the stable bureaucratic system of the Ming Dynasty... they are all the wealth of the Ming Dynasty!"

"But His Majesty now holds the greatest power in the entire Ming Dynasty."

“Unless…unless…”

After saying what he needed to say, Zhu Di stopped abruptly at the perfect moment, as if he had just spoken without thinking in anger and had not meant it.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyes and glanced at Zhu Di.

Only then did he come to his senses: "Old Four's intention is to let me show all the cards in my hand, join forces with him, and attack Yingtian Prefecture immediately!"

Although Zhu Yuanzhang also wanted to do so at this moment.

But when Zhu Yuanzhang realized that Zhu Di was mentioning this matter, his first reaction was guilt: the idea is good, the only drawback is that he has a sister in his hand.

Zhu Yuanzhang tactically took a sip of tea to calm himself down.

Then he put down his teacup, coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and said, "Ahem, this matter is of no small importance. It affects the entire body. We must make a long-term plan. We must... think about it carefully first."

After saying that, he waved his hand pretending to be calm: "Old Four, you go back first, we need to think about it...we need to think about it..."

As a last resort, Zhu Yuanzhang could only resort to the tactic of delaying and drive Zhu Di away first to avoid revealing any flaws or exposing things that should not be exposed.

Zhu Di showed a slightly lost look.

His lower eyelid twitched imperceptibly.

"It's already like this...are you still hesitating?! You can't just keep putting your hopes on Zhu Yunhuan and ignore the entire Ming Dynasty, right? What are you still hesitating about!?"

Zhu Di felt a little angry, resentful and confused.

He didn't dare show anything on his face, and could only bow obediently: "Yes! Then I will take my leave first."

"But, no matter what, please don't lose your temper, it will harm your health." Although he was very angry, Zhu Di still performed tea art before leaving.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't say anything more, just waved his hand to signal him to leave.

Zhu Di glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang meaningfully, thinking, "I just don't believe my father really doesn't care about the Ming Dynasty anymore!"

At the same time, he lowered his head and eyes and slowly retreated.

Only after hearing Zhu Di's footsteps gradually fade away did Zhu Yuanzhang heave a sigh of relief and say to Lu Wei beside him, "Our fourth son... only wants that position! I also understand that what he said makes sense, alas..."