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

When he heard the news, he also found it incredible.

"Emperor Hongwu", "crying loudly"... It feels like the sun rises in the west, these two words don't go together, right?

However, the spy in the private residence is one of his most trusted confidants and will definitely not spread any information.

And heard Qiu Fu's words.

Zhu Di and Monk Daoyan also fell into a brief silence. They both felt that this matter sounded a bit weird, even a bit contrary to common sense.

The two of them were stunned for a moment.

Qiu Fu pursed his lips and confirmed, "Your Highness, Master Daoyan, rest assured. The informant is my trusted confidant, so there will be no problem."

Hear his voice.

Zhu Di and Monk Daoyan also came back to their senses immediately and exchanged a slightly complicated look. Zhu Di thought for a while and said, "Tell me about the specific situation?" He felt that... maybe it was not that the informant reported the news randomly, but it was possible that the news was misled. After all, his father had never been a good person. No matter how well the informant ambushed, it would be difficult for him to get too direct information.

Qiu Fu said truthfully, "Yes, Your Highness, according to reports from below... in His Majesty's courtyard, there was first a crackling sound of tea bowls being smashed, then it died down for a while, and then... crying was heard. The singers and dancers living in the backyard of the private residence heard it."

Zhu Di frowned and thought for a moment.

Obviously, no flaws or possible misunderstandings were found in it. Moreover, those voices were heard by the singers and dancers in the backyard. If it was really a problem with the spy itself, the authenticity of her words could be exposed with a little inquiry.

"So... my father really... burst into tears?" Zhu Di said with some disbelief.

Qiu Fu nodded: "It seems... that's the case."

Monk Daoyan raised his eyes slightly and said, "For Your Highness, this is naturally great news—Your Majesty is sad, Your Majesty is angry, even to the point of losing control..."

Although his expression was calm, there was a hint of joy in his eyes...

Zhu Di pursed his lips.

He still seemed to feel something was amiss: "But this prince feels... that my father doesn't seem like someone who would show his emotions so easily. He is the Hongwu Emperor, respected and feared by all, who dominated the world throughout his life..."

"He used to be stabbed and pelted with arrows on the battlefield without even a groan. From the rebellion to the founding of the Ming Dynasty, he must have endured countless hardships and separations. How could he collapse so easily?"

"My eldest brother passed away a few months ago, but I haven't heard that father reacted so strongly. I really can't think of what could have happened in this world that could make father collapse to this extent." Zhu Di said with a frown.

The son knew his father's behavior. Although he still couldn't see any clues, his sixth sense still told him that something was wrong...

Zhu Di's words fell.

The hall fell into a brief silence. After a moment, Monk Daoyan chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Your Majesty is the Hongwu Emperor, but he... is still a human being after all."

"As a human being, you have your weaknesses."

"Your Majesty's weakness is family affection."

"He was an emperor, but he was completely different from the emperors in history. He had a miserable childhood, losing his parents and brothers. Even though he later became successful, achieved great success, and established the Ming Dynasty..."

“But in this matter, it seems that we can never get what we want.”

Zhu Di nodded in agreement with Monk Daoyan's statement, as if feeling sorry for his father. He sighed softly, "Yes... Even though my father was a powerful figure throughout his life, he certainly suffered a lot because of this matter..."

Monk Daoyan nodded and said, "That's exactly the point."

“It has come to this point now. He has fallen from the position of the supreme ruler of the world to the point where he had to fake his own death to escape. The eldest brother died, the second brother died, and the third brother also died. All of them were old people sending off their young ones... I am sure anyone would collapse.” Monk Daoyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a gleam in his eyes.