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

At this time, Zhu Di's frozen body finally regained consciousness.

He stood up.

After adjusting for a moment, he slowly walked to Zhu Yuanzhang, knelt on one knee and clasped his fists: "Father! I am willing to share your worries and go through fire and water without hesitation! The Ming Dynasty was won by you, your father, and many of your uncles and meritorious officials, fighting with swords and shedding blood! We should not make wedding clothes for others and allow them to usurp our throne!"

"Mr. Yu, the Ming Dynasty cannot fall into the hands of such people."

"Personally, my second and third brothers and I grew up together, and our bond is as close as that of brothers. Upon hearing that my second and third brothers were tragically killed in Caishikou, I will avenge them no matter what!"

"And my eldest brother... he has been raising his son since he was young. His legitimate son should not become a puppet of someone from an outside family who controls the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Di looked at the hospital meeting with a burning gaze, revealing an extremely determined look, as if he was about to sacrifice his life.

Since this time.

He was waiting for Zhu Yuanzhang to take action.

But after waiting for four or five months, there was still no movement at the private residence.

However, the situation in Yingtian Prefecture was too overwhelming.

The military and political power in Shaanxi and Shanxi; the hearts of the people of the Ming Dynasty; now even the turmoil in Yingtian Prefecture has subsided; coupled with Zhu Yuanzhang's inexplicable attitude, Zhu Di had to bring up the matter directly.

As the director monk said, it is better to take drastic measures sooner rather than later.

Fortunately, he was also very thoughtful and agile. After the previous indirect hints, these words did not seem abrupt. Moreover, these words were well said, half true and half false, and he also concealed his selfish motives very well.

So Zhu Yuanzhang did not suspect too much.

He simply looked away, his expression slightly embarrassed as he said, "This is a serious matter... We still need to consider it carefully."

The atmosphere had become so tense that he should have just stood up and pulled his fourth son, who had volunteered, to join the rebellion.

But…rebel? Who the hell am I rebelling against?

Ever since.

Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking.

Without waiting for Zhu Di to say anything more.

He looked a bit busy. He picked up the newspaper that he had placed on the table, covered his face with it and said, "You have come in and read it, so go back to your own house first. I know you are a filial child."

Zhu Di's lips moved, and he seemed to be about to say something but stopped himself.

But since Zhu Yuanzhang had already spoken, he certainly couldn't say anything more. He could only stand up, his lower eyelids trembling slightly, and bowed his head awkwardly, "Okay, I'll take my leave first."

Lu Wei, who was standing nearby, immediately extended his hand to offer him a gentle invitation, and in passing, he said to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Your Majesty has been truly heartbroken these days, but I will certainly take good care of you. Your Highness, Prince of Yan, please rest assured."

Zhu Di nodded: "Thank you for your help."

After saying this, he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was buried in the newspaper, with a distant and meaningful look. He felt a little uneasy for some reason. He knew his father and also knew Emperor Hongwu: It shouldn't be like this!

Although there is still no serious answer on the surface.

But we can meet.

I can already see a lot: at least for now, Father has no intention of turning this overturned ship back on track! My second and third brothers were killed, but Father doesn't seem to hold much grudge. Someone else is usurping the Zhu family throne... but Father doesn't seem to care that much about it either...

It's outrageous, weird, and full of inexplicable weirdness from beginning to end.

Zhu Di took a deep breath to calm himself down, bowed to Zhu Yuanzhang again, and then turned and left with a heavy heart.

I heard Zhu Di's footsteps getting farther and farther away outside the door.

Zhu Yuanzhang finally put down the newspaper and breathed a sigh of relief. He really couldn't continue acting...

Zhu Yuanzhang lowered his voice and said, "Huh... Has the fourth brother left? We said it's not appropriate to see him now, but this child... Alas..."

Although he is not good at acting.

But he also knew that Zhu Di must have noticed something.

"Since he was young, the fourth child has always been very smart... Lu Wei, do you think we almost exposed our eldest grandson?" Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and said worriedly.

Lu Wei consoled him, "Your Highness the Prince of Yan's expression is indeed a little strange, but I don't think it's possible to figure it out all at once."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed again. "I can't figure it out now, but in the future... I'm not sure. Don't forget, he still has that troublemaker monk by his side, and the eldest daughter of Xu Da's family, who is also a military advisor."

Lu Wei didn't know what to say for a moment.

After all, it's possible.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the charcoal fire in front of him in silence for a long moment before consoling himself: "But now the cheap cloth and anthracite have almost all been sold out, so it shouldn't be that serious anymore."

That being said.

Zhu Yuanzhang was staring at the heavy snow falling outside the window in a daze.

After all, the most difficult thing to deal with right now is the Huaixi nobles! He has experienced the thoughts of that trouble-making monk before. If that trouble-making monk has any thoughts that he shouldn't have... he doesn't know if there will be any trouble.

……

the other side.

Zhu Di sat in an inconspicuous carriage and left the three-story house where his father lived with a heavy heart.

"I can't count on the people of Yingtian Prefecture to calm down now. My father's attitude is extremely ambiguous and strange, and the reason is unclear at the moment... I can't count on him either. There is only one person left..."

In the carriage, Zhu Di's eyes were dazed, and he muttered to himself thoughtfully in a voice that only he could hear.