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

Monk Daoyan came here today to communicate with Zhu Di and discuss this matter, but he was interrupted by the news that "the fabric is sold out" just as he was about to speak.

Although Zhu Di had already guessed this result.

But when I actually heard it, my heart couldn't help but tighten, and even my slightly frowned brows trembled a few times.

At the same time, the domestic sales department was filled with extremely complex emotions - shock at the swiftness, ruthlessness, and fierceness of Yingtian Prefecture's actions; fortunate that they had at least remained calm and had not exposed any evidence; and sadness and grief that the Prince of Daming, their own brother, had died in humiliation at the hands of a secretive outsider...

Perhaps even he himself could not explain this complicated emotion.

Even though he, Zhu Chong and Zhu Gang were competitors, they also used and guarded against each other, but they were brothers after all. Now that he heard about their fate, it was natural that he would not have any black and white emotions.

But as Monk Daoyan said.

The historical Emperor Yongle was naturally not lacking in wisdom.

Especially since his restless mind had just been enlightened by some words of advice from Monk Daoyan, he had gained a lot of enlightenment.

So after a brief moment of distraction, Zhu Di quickly grasped the key point: "No matter what tricks Yingtian Prefecture has, our final destination... is still with my father. My father's two sons were killed by them!"

A barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of Monk Daoyan's mouth.

After calmly placing a piece on the chessboard, he said, "That's exactly right! No matter how much they calculated, they could never have predicted that His Majesty had not passed away and was still in Peking. Therefore, they could not take this variable into account. No other tricks could measure up to His Majesty's ultimate move."

Zhu Di nodded in agreement. "Indeed, their self-proclaimed act of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys will only anger Father!" He paused, pondering for a moment before turning to Monk Daoyan and asking, "My second and third brothers have been sentenced to such a brutal death penalty... What are the other princes' reactions?"

It seems that Zhu Di's mentality is becoming more and more stable.

Monk Daoyan was secretly delighted and immediately responded, "I have to admit, that man's methods are ruthless. Killing a chicken to scare the monkeys... is quite effective. From what I've heard so far, many vassal kings have taken the initiative to submit their greetings to Yingtian Prefecture. Their intention of submission is self-evident."

"After all, Yingtian Prefecture's actions this time are equivalent to telling all the princes of the Ming Dynasty that the Imperial Ming Ancestor's Instructions are just a piece of waste paper in their eyes, and even a prince can be taken to Caishikou and beheaded."

This result was also within Zhu Di's original estimate.

So Zhu Di wasn't surprised at all this time. He just said with some regret and disbelief, "Such a swift and decisive approach... is truly chilling! They simply don't take my father seriously at all!"

Thinking of this, Zhu Di couldn't help but think to himself: If it were me... I would never dare to be so blatant!

Monk Daoyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's more than just not taking our Emperor Hongwu seriously. This is literally trampling on his face! I don't know how such a rebellious person could emerge in this world."

His tone was filled with admiration and respect. "Speaking of which... he had decided on this tactic of killing the chicken to scare the monkey three months ago. He can so recklessly break free of all constraints... I'm afraid there's no one else like him in the entire Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Di also took a deep breath in disbelief.

"Yes... At that time, he deliberately issued an imperial decree to all princes, prohibiting them from entering the capital to attend the funeral. I'm afraid he had already planned to do this."

"It's just that we stopped the second and third brothers at that time."

After a pause, Monk Daoyan smiled confidently, stroked his black beard, and said, "It's a pity that he doesn't know that this move of his has directly stirred up a hornet's nest!"