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

After saying this, he raised his eyes slightly with a stern look.

"If His Majesty had truly passed away, it would have been none of Your Highness's business. But now that His Majesty has 'come back to life,' appearing alive in Peking, standing before Your Highness, and Your Highness is plotting to seize the throne, this is a problem Your Highness must and must face."

Zhu Di's expression changed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "This king... This king will not, cannot, and should not do this..."

Qiu Fu looked at the two of them, bewildered, staring at each other as they spoke back and forth incomprehensible words. He immediately said anxiously, "Master Daoyan, what are you trying to say to our prince? I'm just a simple man, and I can't understand all your twists and turns. Stop playing tricks on me."

Monk Daoyan looked at Zhu Di's flickering and evasive eyes.

With a barely perceptible smile on his lips, he explained to Qiu Fu, "Your Majesty didn't mention a word about this matter. He was just being wary of our Highness."

Seeing Monk Daoyan begin to explain, Zhu Di pursed his lips and seemed to be hesitant to say something. In the end, he did not say a word. He just sighed lightly as if to escape, turned around and turned his back to Daoyan and Qiu Fu.

"Beware of our prince? What does that mean?" Qiu Fu continued to ask behind Zhu Di.

"Your Majesty has been forced to flee to Peking to seek refuge with Your Highness, and that Zhu Yunhuan in Yingtian Prefecture has been acting in a chaotic and disorganized manner. With your Majesty's intelligence, even without witnessing it with your own eyes, you can already guess at the ambitions of the various kings."

"What's more, His Majesty was just caught on the street by your secret patrol officers. I'm afraid they have already confirmed the plan of His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan."

"Under this premise..."

"Your Majesty...you should also consider your own safety."

Qiu Fu nodded, half understanding, and after thinking it over, he took a deep breath, "Your Majesty thought the prince might take action against him, so he didn't dare to mention his situation easily. Is that why he kicked us out so early?"

Monk Daoyan nodded.

He replied, "Captain Qiu thinks so quickly, how can he be called a rough man?"

"Your Majesty is still alive. If any ambitious vassal king knew this, they would consider two options."

"Or he could use the emperor to control the other princes, claiming the title of 'legitimate' and marching all the way to Yingtian Prefecture... But relying on his own strength, on the one hand, the fighting capabilities of the Huaixi nobles are indeed too formidable, and on the other hand, the other vassal kings are no pushovers."

"As for the second option, it's to kill His Majesty and invite all the kings to pin the blame on Zhu Yunhuan. A dead man has no say, and everyone is equal. Each can seize the throne based on their own abilities. This is the only way to unite the kings of the world to fight against the Huaixi nobles, and everyone can share the benefits afterwards."

"Obviously, the second option is more desirable."

Having said that.

Monk Daoyan no longer hid it.

Say it.

He looked at Zhu Di, who had his back turned, and posed this soul-piercing question bluntly: "Kill? Or not? At this point, it's a question that His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan has to consider."

He had followed Zhu Di for ten years and knew Zhu Di's temperament too well.

He has ambition, planning, and a kind heart, but at the same time he is not a completely cruel and reckless person. He has moral shackles and hesitates about the love between father and son and brother.

Zhu Di cannot be expected to raise this issue himself.

Just like when he made up his mind to seize the throne, he had to Daoyan propose it and give a push, so that His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan could face this struggle, break through the mystery, and make the decision that he truly wanted in his heart.

Monk Daoyan finished speaking.

Zhu Di still did not turn around, nor did he say anything in response to Monk Daoyan. The entire room instantly fell into silence. Even Qiu Fu, who considered himself a rough man, subconsciously held his breath.

After all, what they were discussing was the patricide and regicide of the emperor! The "emperor" they were targeting was none other than the renowned Hongwu Emperor! Who wouldn't be nervous?

All of a sudden.

The whole room fell into dead silence.

Only the red charcoal in the charcoal basin occasionally made one or two crackling sounds.

No one noticed that Zhu Di's hands, hidden in the sleeves of his luxurious brocade robe, were trembling slightly.

For a long time.

Zhu Di's somewhat dull voice was heard in the room: "As for the situation of the person behind the Huaixi nobles, I will wait for my father to summon me and find an opportunity to find out. You and Qiu Fu, please withdraw first..."

There was a slight tremor in his voice.

Qiu Fu couldn't help but frown: "But..."

After Monk Daoyan's explanation, Qiu Fu understood the interests involved. He came from the military in Peking and was promoted by Zhu Di. It can be said that in his heart, Zhu Di was more important than Zhu Yuanzhang who was far away in Yingtian Prefecture.

Of course, things were only considered from the perspective of Zhu Di's interests.

As for Zhu Yuanzhang's handling of the matter, he would of course prefer the second option. Seeing that Zhu Di had not made a decision, he couldn't help but become anxious.

However, just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Monk Daoyan's gaze.

Only then did he discover it.

Monk Daoyan, who raised this question, looked calm as usual with his eyes downcast, not seeming to be in a hurry at all.

He even advised him: "In that case, Captain Qiu, let's withdraw first."

Qiu Fu was stunned for a moment, then swallowed back the words that were about to slip out of his mouth: "Master Daoyan has always been most concerned about whether His Royal Highness Prince Yan will cause trouble. I guess he has other ideas in mind?"

Thinking of this, he clasped his fists and bowed to Zhu Di: "I will take my leave."

Monk Daoyan also left with him...