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

"And His Highness had previously hinted at the 'person behind the Huaixi nobles' in front of him, and he didn't refute it at the time, which can also serve as evidence."

"Therefore, once His Majesty learns of this news, he will be restless. Once he is restless, he will have to take action. Once he takes action, he will have a better idea of ​​the cards he has in hand."

"After all, Your Majesty is a powerful medicine in our hands."

"The more clearly we understand the cards he holds, the easier it will be for us to judge the current and future situation more clearly, and even..."

Having said that, he stopped without finishing his words.

Instead, he skipped the second half of the sentence and said directly: "So Your Highness does not need to do anything else, just let His Majesty know about this matter."

Regarding Monk Daoyan's hesitant look.

Zhu Di and Xu Miaoyun exchanged glances, and they actually understood what he wanted to say: they could even use Zhu Yuanzhang's reaction to this matter and the cards he exposed to him to find an opportunity to make it more certain for them to sit on the throne.

But neither of them said this out loud.

Zhu Di simply nodded, his eyes stern as he said, "I will go to the private residence right now and inform my father of this matter."

Just as Zhu Di stood up and was about to call for help, a servant from the mansion came running over first.

Seeing this boy, Zhu Di couldn't help but frown.

If the information was about the cheap fabric incident in the past few days, Qiu Fu's subordinates would have come directly to deliver the message, but since it was a servant from the mansion who came, it must be other important matters.

But the more fucked up thing is.

These past few days, whenever someone suddenly showed up during a meeting, it always seemed like they were bringing upsetting news. He was almost experiencing post-traumatic stress disorder from the situation...

That's why Zhu Di felt subconsciously annoyed.

Of course, no matter how upset he was, he still had to listen to any intelligence news: "What's the matter?" Zhu Di said unhappily.

"Your Highness, this is news from Master Wude of Qingshou Temple. He says an old friend named Yuan from afar has sent a letter to Master Daoyan. It's extremely important and must be delivered to Master Daoyan immediately."

Naturally, this young man didn't know the details of the matter.

However, Zhu Di obtained the information through the intelligence channels of Monk Daoyan, and naturally he had ordered that all matters concerning the Qingshou Temple must be reported early in the morning, so the servants in the mansion dared to disturb the meeting for this matter.

Hearing what the servant said.

Zhu Di's eyes suddenly lit up, and the annoyance in his heart disappeared.

Who else could this old friend with the surname Yuan be but Yuan Gong?

He pretended to be calm, took the information from the servant, and waved his hand to let him go, but his heart beat faster.

Wait for the servant to leave.

Zhu Di finally breathed a sigh of relief, shook the intelligence in his hand, and said with a smile, "Looks like there's no need to wait."

Qiu Fu also showed an excited look: "What's the old saying? Speak of the devil and he will appear! Your Majesty, quickly open it and take a look!"

Even Monk Daoyan had a hint of anticipation on his face.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhu Di naturally did not want to delay for a moment and immediately opened the information in his hand.

But the next moment.

He can hardly laugh anymore...

[We have arrived in Yingtian Prefecture. Your Majesty has established an Alchemy Department to refine elixirs. The freedom of all Taoists and alchemists will be restricted. I will investigate the situation and pass on the information when I have the opportunity. Otherwise, please do not attempt to deliver information, lest Your Majesty discover our relationship.]

What the hell does this mean?

The freedom of all Taoists and alchemists has been restricted, which means that it is basically impossible for any other information to come in the future. In other words, the Yuan Gong line is fucking ruined again!

At this moment, Zhu Di had only one thought: Life is really... ups and downs... ah.