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

"Okay! I understand! The one in the private residence has always been the most cautious, otherwise the Ming Dynasty would not have come up with such a Jinyiwei." Qiu Fu immediately understood, looked out the window from a distance with a serious expression, and responded.

Maybe he is not good at strategizing or playing tactics, but he is still very sharp in this aspect.

After saying that, he walked straight out of Cuiming Tower and followed the direction of the two "suspicious" figures...

As that familiar figure, and even Qiu Fu's figure, disappeared into the snow, Zhu Di withdrew his gaze somewhat absentmindedly, frowning and muttering, "Come secretly to Cui Ming Tower... Why would my father do this?"

Monk Daoyan pondered for a moment, feeling a little helpless.

It is clearly the tiger guarding the northern border.

Just how much of a shadow did His Majesty Hongwu leave in the hearts of these princes and princes? Just an uncertain back could actually make His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan so worried...

As for Monk Daoyan, he was indeed willing to admit that the Hongwu Emperor was worthy of his name and possessed an awe-inspiring and compelling aura, but Monk Daoyan was completely different from ordinary people. He had long regarded imperial power and status... as nothing but clouds and smoke, so he was naturally fearless. Otherwise, he would not have the courage to instigate Zhu Di to rebel every day.

Did Zhu Yuanzhang deliberately avoid being seen and quietly sneak to Cuiminglou to eat melons? Is that even possible? Why would he do that? Besides, this isn't the style of the Hongwu Emperor! He even went in the opposite direction to his private residence...

A similar back.

This is a bit of an unnecessary worry.

However, he still tried to console him, saying, "There are so many people with similar figures in this world, and the identities of those two people have not yet been confirmed. Your Highness, don't worry too much. Just wait here for news from Qiu Fu."

Zhu Di still seemed unable to let it go.

He looked up at Monk Daoyan and asked, "It's been so long... Father is still staying in his private residence without making any move. Is there... something we haven't considered? Is there..."

Zhu Di hesitated to speak, as if he had grasped something and wanted to say it, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't know where to start. His slightly flickering eyes revealed his inner uneasiness.

Although he knew in his heart that what Qiu Fu and Monk Daoyan said made sense.

But I still feel that this matter is not simple.

But now he couldn't say anything for sure, so he could only shut up for the time being and returned to his original position. He drank his tea and listened absentmindedly to the voice of the man reading the newspaper on the high terrace of the restaurant...

the other side.

Qiu Fu mingled in the crowd, his eyes fixed on the two figures in front of him. He followed them all the way in the wind and snow, and from time to time he couldn't help but glance left and right at the passers-by around him who were hurriedly rushing towards the back.

Although they were not dressed warmly enough, they wrapped their thin clothes as tightly as possible around their bodies and hunched their heads, but they were all afraid of being left behind and ran forward in the wind and snow.

Obviously he had heard the news.

Qiu Fu spat and grumbled unhappily, "Just a few pieces of black coal. Is that a big deal? Ha!"

However, although he said this, he knew very well in his heart what this meant, and he also knew what the "anthracite" that was only 10% of the price of ordinary charcoal meant to this group of people.

Especially on a snowy day like this, which seems to be appropriate.

All he can do by sending someone... is to show off his master's strength through words.

Thinking of this, Qiu Fu's pace quickened a lot...

He knew, as Master Daoyan had said, that the Yingtian Prefecture's actions were too fast! Terribly fast! This was extremely disadvantageous for the prince, and the person in the private residence was even more critical.

In this way, even if Qiu Fu did not think that the figure in front of him would be Zhu Yuanzhang, as long as there was a one in ten million possibility, he would be meticulous and rigorous for his own prince.