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

Monk Daoyan also felt something was wrong. He and Zhu Di had known each other for ten years, and he didn't know what Zhu Di's personality was like. He had never seen Zhu Di lose his composure like this.

Thinking of this, his eyes became solemn and alert.

However, as for the identity of the person in front of him, Monk Daoyan searched his head for a long time, but still had no clue. He could only tentatively ask, "Your Highness?"

however.

Zhu Di, standing in front of them, still did not speak, still staring at the "old man" in the dungeon, looking like a wooden chicken.

Monk Daoyan waited for a moment, then looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and said, "Raise your head." Then he said to the people beside him, "Bring a few more torches and move closer."

He would like to take a look.

What kind of monster is this? It can scare His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, who is so powerful on the battlefield, so much that he can't even speak.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head with a smile but said nothing.

At this time, the person behind had already handed over the torch, and the facial outline of the "spy" in the cell also appeared.

The eighth year of Hongwu.

朱元璋曾在全国范围内挑选和尚，姚广孝被选中参与校注?6?8《般若心经》、?6?8《金刚》、?6?8《楞枷》三经的工作。

At that time, Monk Daoyan was summoned.

Even after so many years, he still remembers the face of Emperor Hongwu.

therefore.

The moment I saw Zhu Yuanzhang's face.

Monk Daoyan's usually slightly downcast inverted triangle eyes widened, and he immediately gasped, thinking to himself, "Really... what the hell!?"

However, Qiu Fu, who came from the military in Peking, was completely confused. He frowned in confusion and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, muttering to himself, "How could an ordinary old man even scare Master Daoyan?"

However, compared with Zhu Di, Monk Daoyan was obviously calmer.

After the initial surprise, astonishment, fear... and many other emotions, countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

"The deceased emperor!? A fake one? Someone who looks just like him?"

"No, I can't forget this face. He is the mighty Hongwu Emperor!"

"He's not dead? With his skills, abilities, and prestige, how could he possibly give up his position? Take over the throne? Who could take it from him?"

"He died and then resurrected?"

"..."

Monk Daoyan suddenly felt as if his brain was filled with paste. Even though it was constantly running, the CPU seemed to be about to burn out. He guessed countless situations and reasons in his mind, but to no avail.

Of course, he studied Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism and did not believe in ghosts and gods, so he naturally would not think about whether it was a ghost or something.

However, he was gifted, proficient in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and had excellent skills in cultivating his Qi. Even in this situation, he managed to calm himself down in the shortest possible time.

He turned his head and looked at Qiu Fu beside him.

His lower eyelids trembled slightly, revealing a solemn look: "Tell everyone else here to leave immediately. No one is allowed within a three-mile radius."

Two months after the death of Emperor Hongwu, he appeared in Peking!

This is a huge thing.

What does this mean? What does it involve? If it gets out, what impact will it have on the overall situation and the world... Even Daoyan couldn't estimate it for the time being.

At least this news cannot be leaked to anyone else.

in this way.

Holding this powerful weapon.

There is only His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan!

Although Qiu Fu didn't know what had happened, he knew that Master Daoyan was very powerful and had long set his sights on His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan. He was determined to help His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan turn the tide and seize the world. He had to listen to his words.

So he immediately ordered his men: "Did you hear that? Do as Master Daoyan said immediately."

The obedience and initiative of military personnel are the highest.

In particular, the Three Guards of Yanshan are a fierce force that has been fighting against the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty in the northern border for many years. Naturally, their efficiency in action is unmatched.

Soon the dungeon became empty.

After a short while, Zhu Di finally recovered. He pursed his dry lips, swallowed his saliva, and tremblingly called out, "Dad?"

A son should recognize his own father.

Without saying anything more, Zhu Di was very sure that the person in front of him was his father who had passed away not long ago!

Hearing Zhu Di's shout.

Qiu Fu, who was standing aside, was dumbfounded. He stared at Monk Daoyan with wide eyes and sighed, "What are you talking about? Dad? Isn't His Royal Highness Prince Yan's father..."

He didn't dare to continue speaking halfway.

Isn't it the deceased Hongwu Emperor? Now he's been captured and thrown into the dungeon by his men?

He looked at Monk Daoyan with a look of inquiry, and received a silent answer from Monk Daoyan. His heart sank immediately - His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan is the emperor's biological son, and Master Daoyan can read faces, so how could what they said be wrong?

Seeing Zhu Di finally come to his senses.

Zhu Yuanzhang, standing in the dungeon, suddenly put away his smile. His expression changed and he snorted coldly: "Huh! You still recognize me? I thought you were busy rebelling and didn't even recognize me!"

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's expression and tone.

Zhu Di's heart finally settled: Yes, he is really my father!

He took a deep breath.

Calm yourself down quickly.

He forced himself to remain calm, immediately putting on a surprised expression, and said with an ungainly smile, "Rebellion? What rebellion? Dad! You're not dead! That's great! The people of the Ming Dynasty can't live without you! Why didn't you inform me before you came to Peking? It caused such a huge misunderstanding!"

"Your son will let you out right now! Qiu Fu!" Zhu Di said.

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly: "We won't go out!"