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

"I won't go out! I'm just an old man. I insulted your Highness the Prince of Yan and committed a serious crime. How dare I leave your Highness the Prince of Yan's prison? I won't go out, I won't go out. I dare not."

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head like a rattle and made a sarcastic remark.

He has now met Zhu Di.

Naturally, he is fearless.

First of all, Zhu Di was his son who was raised by him, so how dare he disrespect his father?

Secondly, even if Zhu Di was obsessed with the throne, or even if someone around him was obsessed with the throne, he had already prepared a sword for them.

Without any other concerns.

Zhu Yuanzhang's anger suddenly burst out.

Think about the Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, who spent half his life on the battlefield, holding the supreme power in the world and feared by the whole world. Now he was very old and was arrested and thrown into jail by his own son. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

If it weren't for the fact that the fourth brother had his eyes on the throne, why would he have arranged so many people to secretly monitor the situation in Beiping City...

He wouldn't come to this shabby place!

Zhu Yuanzhang finished his sarcastic remarks.

He immediately raised his head, put his hands behind his back, turned around, and slowly walked back to the straw where he had been lying before, and then he lay down again with his hands supporting his head...

After lying down.

Zhu Yuanzhang twisted his body like an ordinary old farmer, adjusted himself to a comfortable position, then stretched out his right hand and said nonchalantly: "Lu Wei, give me another handful of melon seeds."

The gods were fighting, so of course Lu Wei didn't dare to say a word. He could only lower his head and obediently take out a handful of melon seeds from his sleeve pocket and hand them to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Seeing this, Zhu Di knew that although his father seemed to be in a leisurely state, he was actually angry and blaming him.

So, his face subconsciously revealed nervousness, panic, and fear, and he quickly slid down to his knees and admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Dad. I know I was wrong! Dad, please don't be so angry. It would be bad if you get sick from anger."

Even though Zhu Yuanzhang had "passed away" and even though he looked like a peasant, this reaction was almost made without Zhu Di thinking. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang's fatherly love for Zhu Di and other princes was engraved in their bones like a landslide.

Zhu Yuanzhang cracked melon seeds with a "crunch, crunch" sound and said unhappily, "I'm not angry. I dare not be angry with His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan!"

Zhu Di knelt before Zhu Yuanzhang, lowered his head, and explained a little aggrievedly: "No, father, I didn't know about this. I thought you had already..." Having said this, he didn't dare to finish his words. He paused and said: "Son, including the people below, how would they know that you were arrested..."

Although in their Zhu family, sons are afraid of their fathers.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang's peasant background still brought out the father-son affection that ordinary people would have. He was not as cold as the ordinary imperial families, and he was not afraid to explain if he was wronged.

Of course, no matter how fierce a tiger Zhu Di was that threatened the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty in the north, he was just a son here.

So there was a hint of guilt in Zhu Di's voice, and after he finished speaking, he secretly looked up and glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang, just like a young wife who had been angry.

Inwardly, he secretly groaned, "God knows, who would have thought that my father, who had been dead for two months, would suddenly appear alive in the streets of Peking?"

After hearing Zhu Di's explanation.

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to suddenly remember something, sat up, and emphatically bent one knee, scolding, "How dare you say it has nothing to do with you?"

"Just talking about this makes me angry. Where is this? This is Beiping Prefecture, the fiefdom of you, Prince of Yan, Zhu Di. How can you manage the people under your rule? As soon as we entered the city, we saw people freezing to death on the roadside and hundreds of homeless people crammed into a small, dilapidated temple. If Beiping Prefecture is like this, what about other places?"

"I couldn't stand it, so I cursed a few times and was arrested by your people."