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

Although it may sound somewhat unfilial to say this, Zhu Di was relieved. In the face of ambition, filial piety can be put aside.

He hadn't seen his father make any major moves these days—someone was trying to usurp the throne of the Ming Dynasty, and the Hongwu Emperor actually tolerated it?—This made him doubt that Zhu Yuanzhang was truly heartless.

If Zhu Yuanzhang didn't care about this matter.

This card is equivalent to nothing!

Now the nobles of Huaixi are as stable as old dogs, and the characters, strategies, and methods of the people behind Zhu Yunhuan... are all extremely terrifying. Zhu Yunhuan has also won a lot of popular support. Without Zhu Yuanzhang, it will be a long time before he can make any waves again.

Especially when he learned that the entire city of Beiping was in a state of reunion today, Zhu Di became even more worried.

For my dad.

The current reigning Zhu Yunhuan is his eldest brother's legitimate son, and the most consistent heir to the daimyo in terms of bloodline. After his succession, everything in the Ming Dynasty was peaceful and stable. The person behind Zhu Yunhuan even made him so popular. It is not impossible that his father tacitly accepted this situation!

"Fortunately... my father is not satisfied with this!" Zhu Di said thankfully. After that, he pretended to be calm and picked up the tea bowl and slowly took a sip of tea to hide his inner uneasiness.

Even Monk Daoyan showed an expression of relief. No matter how confident he was in himself, it was difficult for him to watch calmly as the cards were suppressed and could not be played.

Before this.

Cards such as King Zhu Su of Zhou, Yuan Gong, etc., which should have been able to easily suppress the opponent's strength, are inexplicably unusable.

If this card goes wrong again, he will be depressed.

Even before hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's attitude.

He picked up the bold idea from before again in his mind: kill Zhu Yuanzhang! Of course, this was after finding out Zhu Yuanzhang's methods, escape routes, and trump cards, and finding a safe way to kill him.

Monk Daoyan raised his palm and chanted the Buddhist mantra, "Amitabha." Then, whether to comfort Zhu Di or to calm himself, he said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty is, after all, an emperor who fought his way to victory on horseback. He conquered the Ming Dynasty and defended it for twenty-five years. How could he possibly give it to someone else?"

No matter what his purpose was in saying this.

Zhu Di was comforted, his expression becoming much calmer. He smiled and said, "Yes, that's exactly my father's nature! After all, he was forced to fake his death to escape. I guess... even if he had this idea, he had to consider a lot, which is why he didn't act until now. Before, we were overthinking it."

Monk Daoyan agreed with this statement: "Yes, your Majesty's expression today also proves it. Otherwise, why would your Majesty be so depressed and irritated? His face has been gloomy all the way, and he must be annoyed by seeing that the situation has shifted slightly towards Yingtian Prefecture."

The three of them looked at each other and exchanged a knowing look.

……

Taiyuan, Prince Jin’s Palace.

"That little bastard! He came to Shanxi to dig coal just for a bluff! And he used this opportunity to do so many things right under my nose! I've been governing Shanxi for years, and he actually let me get such a high reputation! The person behind him is really clever!"

Zhu Gang, dressed in military uniform, sat high up in the main seat of the palace, gritting his teeth and cursing angrily, "Nowadays, the people in Shanxi are shouting louder and louder. Is it really possible that he is really going to keep his position in Fengtian Palace?"

The news has reached Peking.

Shanxi is closer to Yingtian Prefecture, so naturally it received the news earlier than Beijing, so the Shanxi area has been in turmoil these days.

Zhu Gang listened to these news day after day and hadn't slept well for several days. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Especially since Zhu Yunhuan had been mining coal in Shanxi from the very beginning, he had been waiting to see the joke and waiting for his own chance, but there were clues and thoughts hidden in this. It had been almost three months, and if Yingtian Prefecture had not self-destructed, he would still be kept in the dark.