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

Upon hearing Zhu Di's voice, Monk Daoyan dusted off the snow on his body, took off his cloak, and said meaningfully, "Your Highness, have you come all this way...? Do you feel that something is amiss in Peking today?"

Qiu Fu, standing by, said with a simple smile, "What's wrong? It's all lively and bustling, isn't everything fine and normal?"

Zhu Di's expression froze as he realized the situation belatedly.

After a moment's silence, he murmured absentmindedly, "It's lively and normal, but it's a bit excessive. It's the dead of winter, with snow everywhere and falling. It's not right for it to be so lively and normal."

Zhu Di was undoubtedly an extremely intelligent person.

It's just that he was born into a noble family and could not compare to Zhu Yuanzhang's experience of suffering in the world, so it is easy for him to ignore these "abnormalities".

But this was mentioned by Monk Daoyan.

It was enough to make him think about the macroeconomic impact.

"It's the cheap cloth that Yingtianfu made. With this batch of stuff, there will be a prosperous scene even in winter. Beiping City has more hope than any other winter..."

"No wonder the person behind Zhu Yunhuan would make such an unwise move that disregarded his foundation. It turns out there's a reason behind this."

When saying these words, Zhu Di felt extremely conflicted.

Logically speaking, the fiefdom under his rule was prosperous and full of hope, so he should be happy.

But he knew very well in his heart that this had nothing to do with him. It was the aftereffect of the work of Yingtian Prefecture. He... and even Master Daoyan, had not noticed it for such a long time. The person behind Zhu Yunhuan might have thought of it a long time ago.

As he spoke, Zhu Di seemed to feel something in his heart waver.

Let’s not talk about Zhu Di.

Even Monk Daoyan couldn't help but frown, a hint of uncertainty and trepidation on his face. "Beiping City is like this, and the surrounding prefectures and counties, as well as other provinces and prefectures in the north, are probably similar. The people in the north are living much better this year."

He could see it clearly.

Regardless of whether that person has other purposes, and regardless of whether that person has taken any substantial action to "seize the Ming Dynasty", the person behind the little emperor is indeed governing the Ming Dynasty well!

Whether a rebellion can be launched or not depends extremely on the attitude of the people. Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. If life is good, they are willing to carry the boat willingly, but if life is not going well, they will want to destroy the boat.

For example, the one in the private house.

If I could afford to eat at that time, I probably wouldn't have done that.

Now this scene means...

They wanted to rebel against the little emperor of Yingtian Prefecture, but the difficulty was increasing! This difficulty came from a subtle influence that was not put on the surface, but was silent and insidious!

It's like boiling a frog in warm water.

It may even develop into a situation where even the Hongwu Emperor's trademark and the effect and deterrent power of this trump card will gradually be erased!

After all, no matter how great a person's appeal is.

Compared with the unified will of a large group, it still seems insignificant.

He has always been insightful. When he noticed this belated effect, he immediately realized that this was a thousand times more terrifying than the so-called "resistance to cold" effect on the surface!

Monk Daoyan didn't want to admit that even he felt powerless at this moment.

The other party once again...

It hit a spot he had never expected, and it was a clear card!!!

Therefore, Monk Daoyan didn't even bother to persuade Zhu Di. After all, this had somewhat broken his mind - something he had never seen before, a method he had never imagined - what kind of dragon-slaying technique? The dragon in front of him was too huge, overwhelming, and he couldn't even lift his sword.