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

Peking City.

It is now deep winter, and even southern provincial capitals such as Yingtian Prefecture have started to snow. The situation in the north is naturally self-evident.

To date, it has been snowing intermittently for ten days.

The entire Peking Prefecture was covered in silver.

Walking on the street, every step left a deep snow print, accompanied by the sound of shoes rubbing against the snow. The roofs of the surrounding rows of houses and shops were even whiter, as if blending into the gloomy sky.

There was still sparse snow flakes the size of a fingernail falling from the sky.

"Old Huang, since it's cold today, have a hot meat bun first." On one of the busiest streets in Peking, a tall and strong man in a black cloak and a deep hood on his head was holding a freshly bought meat bun and said to the man next to him who was dressed in the same way.

"Haha, I was just thinking about this." Old Huang walked forward slowly, took the bun and said with a smile. Then he opened the oil paper and ate most of the meat bun in one bite with a little satisfaction.

He chewed the meat bun and swallowed it while breathing out hot air from his mouth.

A simple smile appeared on his wrinkled face. "It's wonderful! Even though Peking has been snowing intermittently for ten days now, the streets don't seem bleak at all. On the contrary, they're bustling with activity. It warms my heart just looking at them. Hehehehe!"

"Hey! Old Huang! That hood is about to fall off." The tall and strong man next to him changed his expression slightly and warned, while reaching out to pull the hood back on the old man's head. "We are hiding from people today, so don't let anyone notice us."

That’s right, these two seemingly inconspicuous people were none other than Zhu Yuanzhang and Lu Wei, who had already settled down in Zhu Di’s private residence.

This was the first time Zhu Yuanzhang went out since the news of Zhu Chong and Zhu Gang being executed came. Moreover, he did not go out openly in front of everyone, but went out quietly away from people.

For nothing else.

Knowing son Moruo father.

Zhu Yuanzhang could guess about 70% of Zhu Di's thoughts.

Naturally, he also knew that at this moment, the fourth brother of his family and the troublemaker beside him were eagerly waiting for him, the "Hongwu Emperor who had a setback in the ditch", to take him and other vassal kings to rush into Yingtian Prefecture in anger.

After all, in the eyes of the fourth child in the family.

He stole the throne of the Zhu family of the Ming Dynasty and violated the "Imperial Ming Ancestor's Instructions" by killing the two most powerful princes and even directly abolished people's vassal titles... The Hongwu Emperor, who had been strong-willed and had a bad temper all his life, could not tolerate it!

But for Zhu Yuanzhang.

Many of the things Zhu Di thought were true did not exist, and he had basically made up his mind to hand over the Ming Dynasty to that little wolf cub. Even though he was sad for his second and third sons, how could he possibly rebel against such a perfect heir?

This naturally would not satisfy Zhu Di and the trouble-making monk.

Moreover, Zhu Yuanzhang also knew that Zhu Yunhuan had been plotting and hiding his abilities, and as the emperor, he certainly could not let him down.

So I just stayed at home and didn't go out during this period of time.

Let Zhu Di and the trouble-making monk guess.

"We must not let the fourth brother's people find out anything." Zhu Yuanzhang subconsciously adjusted his hood, so that his entire face was completely hidden in the hood, and at the same time stuffed the remaining half of the bun into his mouth.

While eating his buns, he looked at the many small stalls along the street, who were shouting or bargaining with people, and couldn't help but sigh:

"At times like this in the past..."

"Many people could only huddle in cold caves, perhaps an entire family wrapped in a single blanket, shivering to keep out the cold..."

"This year, in the dead of winter, these poor people can still go into the city to set up stalls and earn money and food."