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

He was happy to hear this kind of news - the more willful and chaotic the new emperor was, the more public resentment would accumulate, and the more beneficial it would be for him.

However, Zhu Di was also somewhat puzzled: "With the new emperor making such a fuss, the man behind the Huaixi nobles didn't take any action?"

Monk Daoyan smiled faintly and said:

"What is an emperor?"

"Sitting on the highest throne in the world, holding the greatest authority, even though this authority is not actually in his hands, it is enough to tolerate his willfulness for the time being."

"The person behind the Huaixi nobles is hiding in the dark. He may also want to stop it, but he has to stop it through the Huaixi nobles in public."

"The Huaixi nobles are indeed powerful, but after the promotions and selections made by His Majesty Hongwu over the years, the influence of the civil officials in the court is already considerable. Moreover, there are still many military generals in the court who are truly loyal to the royal family. Therefore, the new emperor is a puppet, but not completely a puppet. The power of the Huaixi nobles still needs to rely on this new emperor."

"It can be said that the Huaixi nobles and the new emperor are on the same page. Therefore, the Huaixi nobles cannot absolutely control the new emperor, and they cannot lose their loyalty to the new emperor."

"It's not easy to persuade."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di's face showed a hint of enlightenment: "That's the truth. By the way, what is the content of the imperial edict?"

He suddenly remembered this and looked at the rubbing of the imperial edict in Monk Wude's hand. "It is said that this newspaper has attracted great attention in Yingtian Prefecture. This imperial edict was deliberately issued at a delayed time. It must be something extremely important to them."

Monk Wude immediately handed the rubbing of the imperial edict to Zhu Di.

Zhu Di and Daoyan read the contents together, both of them bewildered and puzzled: "This nephew of mine is so young and already tinkering with alchemy...?"

Even Monk Daoyan felt a little puzzled.

He frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then he guessed uncertainly: "Could it be that he has been neglected since childhood, and now that he has gained power and sits on the highest throne in the world, he has the idea of ​​sitting in that position forever?"

Alchemy is something that consumes national strength and money.

This is definitely not what the person behind the Huaixi nobles wants to see. Based on his usual personality, it can only be that the new emperor is starting to make trouble again.

Daoyan had to admit it. Even though he was good at guessing other people's thoughts and plotting, he had no idea what was going on in the brain of Zhu Yunhuan. You could never guess what bizarre thing he would come up with next. He could always come up with a more tricky angle to leave you dumbfounded.

Regarding Daoyan’s speculation.

Zhu Di nodded in agreement. "Perhaps. After all, this nephew of mine lost his biological mother shortly after birth, and soon after, his stepmother took the throne. Then, a few years later, the intelligent and capable Xiongying passed away. My eldest brother was always busy with state affairs, making it difficult for him to take care of these children. He must have suffered a lot of grievances."

Daoyan said calmly, "That's exactly the truth. The more a person lacks, the more they tend to make up for it in a crazy way. Well, let's not talk about him anymore. It's not important."

Zhu Di said in agreement, "He is indeed unimportant. He has already caused a lot of trouble."

Zhu Yunhuan had done this many times, and even Daoyan was used to it. After a few words of discussion, he didn't want to waste any more time on the topic of Zhu Yunhuan. Instead, he stretched out his hand to Monk Wude and said, "Let me have a look at the newspaper."

Seeing this, Zhu Di shook his head helplessly and jokingly said, "Master Daoyan may be interested in the serial novels in the newspaper. He always chases after the newspaper to read it."

Although he is not as concerned about newspapers as Daoyan.

However, the content of the newspaper was appealing to both the elite and the masses. Zhu Yunhuan deliberately designed it so that almost every group could find something of interest in it, which naturally attracted Zhu Di's attention to a certain extent.

Regarding Zhu Di's joke.

Monk Daoyan did not comment.

He always cared very much about this so-called newspaper.

He always felt that there was some wit hidden in this newspaper, but after reading the first two issues, he still couldn't figure out the source of this vague feeling in his heart.

Monk Wude immediately handed the newspaper to Daoyan. Daoyan took the newspaper without saying much and began to read it carefully.

Some serious content that could be found in the official gazette was skipped over, and even the content of the serialized novel mentioned by Zhu Di was glanced over.

Finally, his eyes fixed on a title: "The secrets that Marquis Jingchuan had to tell in private."

"It's already the third issue, and it's about the nobles of Huaixi again." As if he had known that there would be such a content, Monk Daoyan's eyes narrowed slightly and he murmured.

The first issue is Lan Yu.

The second issue is Zhang Yi, Marquis of Heqing.

At that time, he began to realize that something was wrong. The other party seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally speaking good things for the Huaixi nobles. Sure enough, there was still a section in the third issue that was doing this.

Monk Daoyan stared at the title for a long time, feeling that Chen Zancheng would soon grasp something - the newspaper was being published, and it was being published according to a fixed schedule...

Seeing Daoyan fall into deep thought.

Zhu Di reminded him, "Master Daoyan, if you can't figure out the newspaper issue, let's put it aside for now. I believe our biggest problem right now is insufficient intelligence. I thought I would be able to find out something by going to see my fifth brother, but there hasn't been much progress."

Daoyan came back to his senses and stopped dwelling on the trivial matter. When he heard what Zhu Di said, he seemed to remember something and looked at the imperial edict he had received.

At the same time, a name emerged in his mind: Yuan Gong.