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

Hear this.

Chang Sheng couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

He swallowed back all the words he wanted to say: "Uh... Your Majesty... Your Majesty understands." He felt like he had punched cotton, feeling a little empty.

At the same time, however, he felt relieved and gradually calmed down. He said somewhat sheepishly, "Although I was granted the title of Founding Duke thanks to your grandfather, I haven't done anything special. Now that you've reached this position, I certainly can't bear to see you... I was a little impatient just now and lost my manners in front of the palace."

Zhu Yunhuan smiled indifferently and said soothingly, "Uncle, what nonsense are you talking about? Yunhuan knows you are thinking about me. Uncle, aren't you also worried that I can't handle the current situation and hope that I can go further and reach higher?"

Of course, he could see Chang Sheng's enthusiasm and sincerity. Before, he told him to be careful of Zhou Dexing, and now he told him to be wary of the Huaixi nobles.

For Chang Sheng, aligning himself with the Huaixi nobles would clearly be a better and easier path. As a young man forced to rely on them, even if he had some scheming and calculations, what could he do against this group of arrogant and powerful generals? What chances did he have of winning?

He can stand here.

This means that he is completely thinking about the friendship between uncle and nephew.

Hearing Zhu Yunhuan's words, Chang Sheng showed a look of relief on his face and breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he also remembered the serious matter. He looked at Zhu Yunhuan, frowned and said worriedly: "Yes, I am worried... my uncle and those veterans of the founding of the country with outstanding military achievements will be difficult to deal with!"

"This is the most important thing."

He paused, a trace of guilt on his face, and said, "I, as your uncle, am useless. I only have the title of Duke, but when it comes to the means... I have no means to use. The only thing I can do is sneak into the palace and remind you. What can I do in the future... Sigh..."

Chang Sheng couldn't help but sigh and fell silent.

He knew clearly what to do in this matter...but he had no idea about the specific solution.

But he quickly wiped away the dejected look on his face.

He said solemnly, "We can only consider this in the long run."

Zhu Yunhuan first glanced at the Dragon Desk with a meaningful look, then his eyes fell on the memorial he had been reading. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he said, "Uncle, you have done enough by coming to the Qianqing Palace today and telling me the details of this matter. As for the future matters, leave them to me to handle."

He had always known in bits and pieces that this group of Huaixi nobles were secretly eager to try, but it was still difficult to grasp to what extent. After all, the number and capabilities of the Jinyiwei were limited, and human electronic eyes were even less likely to be as detailed as the modern Sky Eye.

However, Chang Sheng's information made up for the lack of his secret channels, allowing him to know the current situation of the Huaixi nobles in detail.

He had been wary of the Huaixi nobles from the beginning, and now he was not so anxious when he knew that Lan Yu, the biggest variable, had been stabilized for the time being.

It’s just about how to deal with it specifically.

He would never reveal it casually no matter what.

It’s not that I don’t trust my uncle, but I want to be safe. The fewer people who know about something, the more stable it will be.

Chang Sheng moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he frowned and closed his mouth, hesitant to speak.

It was not for any other reason, but because he felt that the expression on his little nephew's face at the moment was somewhat familiar.

After thinking for a moment, Chang Sheng reacted:

"Yes!"

"This look... is exactly the same as when I warned him to be careful of Zhou De!"