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

With the determination to kill any god who stood in his way, and any Buddha who stood in his way, he decided to kill Chen Youliang and the Little Ming King, and kill them all! This was driven by his inflated ambition, and he would not waver easily.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Zhu Di's astonished face.

He shook his head helplessly.

"Let's go. You still have to be covered in blood before you give up." He said this meaningfully, turned his head again, put his hands behind his back, and continued to move forward on the snow with a "crunching" sound.

I felt that the pressure that Zhu Yuanzhang gave me disappeared.

Zhu Di breathed a sigh of relief before realizing what his father had just said. He couldn't help but look at his father, frowning with a look of resentment and dissatisfaction. He thought to himself, "So... Father thinks I'm going to lose? Why?!"

As a son, no matter how close or distant the relationship with his father is, no matter whether there are conflicts big or small, no one does not want to gain his father's approval, and Zhu Di is no exception.

At this moment, I was naturally extremely indignant.

He gritted his teeth, suppressing the inexplicable resentment and anger that welled up in his heart. He stared at his father's back with burning eyes, and a determination grew in his eyes.

"Father...your grandson has someone behind him, so why should I need anyone else? I also have Master Daoyan and Miaoyun by my side...and no matter how cleverly Zhu Yunhuan and the person behind him scheme, they still have the Huaixi nobles, a shaky and crumbling mountain they can never overcome!"

"How can you be so sure that it was me who fell and was covered in blood?"

Zhu Di followed behind Zhu Yuanzhang, his fists clenched tightly in his sleeves. Although he didn't show anything on his face, he was shouting in his heart.

Zhu Yuanzhang continued forward with his hands behind his back.

Take a deep breath.

What Zhu Di was thinking was also the reason why he held back the truth that was about to be blurted out halfway through his words.

This time he went to find Zhu Di.

He just wanted to persuade Zhu Di to stop and hope that his most capable and warlike son would not die in disputes and infighting, but he underestimated the ambition and determination of his fourth son.

Now, for the little wolf cub of Yingtian Prefecture, the Huaixi nobles are indeed a huge trouble. Even though he just used a panacea to pull the problem back, it is not a cure for the root cause.

With the fourth brother's current persistence and ambition.

If he really acted on impulse and exposed the situation of Yingtian Prefecture and the little wolf cub to him, the ambitious Fourth Brother would not only not stop, but would use this intelligence information to disrupt the situation and fulfill his own ambitions.

It was with this ambition that he killed the openly "rebel leader" King Ming by any means necessary.

in fact.

Zhu Di's assessment of Zhu Yuanzhang was not wrong.

What he valued most, of course, was the Ming Dynasty that he had built with his own hands, the foundation he had laid for the Zhu family. The second most important thing was the legitimate son left by his own Biaoer, who died young.

And Zhu Yunhuan of Yingtian Prefecture.

In fact, it takes into account the first and second positions in his heart.

The palm and the back of the hand are always thicker than each other.

and so……

"I've said what I need to say! Are you going to charge headlong into Yingtian Prefecture? Do you have to let that little wolf cub completely crush your arrogance before you give up?"

"I understand you. Of course Dad understands."

"But the fourth one..."

"But that little wolf cub is not the good-for-nothing Little Ming Wang from back then."

The alley I passed on the way back to the house was particularly empty and deserted compared to usual times because the newspapers from Cui Ming Lou were delivered today.

Two people wearing cloaks walked forward, one in front and one behind.

The only sound I could hear was the scraping of boots against the snow.

There was no more words to say all the way.

Until I could see a moderately sized three-story house in the distance, and a plaque with two large gold-plated characters "Huang Mansion" at the door...