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

Yes, Zhu Yunwen was appointed as the crown prince, so what? Does that mean Zhu Di has no chance at all?

Monk Daoyan looked back at Zhu Di with a smile on his face.

But at this time.

A gust of wind blew through the temple, carrying wisps of green smoke.

The brocade robe on Zhu Di and the black cassock on monk Daoyan were blown up and made a rustling sound.

The weather wasn't cold at the moment, and there was even a sun shining high in the sky, but Zhu Di shuddered inexplicably: "A-choo!"

"got windy."

Monk Daoyan raised his eyebrows, with a meaningful look on his face. He raised one hand and lowered his eyes again.

He became a monk at the age of fourteen and in just a few years he delved deeply into Buddhism.

Later, he became a disciple of Taoist Xi Yingzhen and studied the art of Yin and Yang. At the same time, he also made friends with famous Confucian scholars such as Song Lian and Yang Ji.

Although he was a monk, he was well versed in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Daoyan never wanted worldly fame, wealth or fortune. At his current level, the only achievement that could make him excited was to use his "dragon-slaying skills" to assist an outstanding king.

This is his ambition for the rest of his life.

So he met Zhu Di, told Zhu Di that he wanted to "become the king with a white hat", and followed him all the way to Beiping Prefecture.

Now Zhu Di finally sees his own heart clearly. For Monk Daoyan, this is one step closer to the goal in his heart.

"Master Daoyan, I have made up my mind on this matter and I have no hesitation anymore."

Zhu Di's eyes glared, and he spoke firmly, but then he became a little confused: "But I don't know why... I always feel like there's something I can't grasp that's blocking me. I can't really describe what this feeling is."

Daoyan thought Zhu Di hadn't completely gotten over the difficulty in his heart yet, so he smiled indifferently and said, "Perhaps Your Highness needs to calm down a little."

"Your Highness has the appearance of a celestial being and the bearing of an emperor. Ten years ago, I said that I would give Your Highness a white hat, and that hasn't changed my mind. I will definitely help Your Highness ascend the throne!" Monk Daoyan's voice was as firm as a rock, and his triangular eyes slowly opened, as if there were rivers, lakes and seas rushing in them.

At this moment, the square was empty and no one was around. Daoyan did not hide his feelings at all.

Zhu Di took a deep breath secretly.

He swept away the uneasiness in his heart and said, "This king will never let Master Daoyan down."

Just now.

A voice came from behind the Nine-story Haiyun Tower: "Don't... don't go out..."

Zhu Di subconsciously flashed a terrifying murderous intent in his eyes. He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice. When he saw two young figures, he breathed a sigh of relief.

One of them had a slightly childish face, seemingly no more than twelve or thirteen years old, but he was tall and strong, nearly seven feet tall. He was wearing a tight suit, with a three-foot-long sword on his waist, and he walked with a breeze.

"Dad! I'll help you conquer Yingtian Prefecture and make you the emperor!"

"That Zhu Yunwen looks like a sissy, how can he be an emperor? If he becomes emperor, the Ming Dynasty will be doomed!"

"And his brothers are all of the same character!"

"I won't talk about the younger ones because they are too young. As for Zhu Yunhuan, he is a hundred times weaker than Zhu Yunwen. I can tremble just by looking at him! Zhu Yunwen is just a show-off and can only follow those annoying scholars. How can he be the emperor?"

"My second uncle is cruel, my third uncle is immoral, and my father should be the emperor!"

The young man walked out from behind the nine-story Haiyun Tower in a carefree manner. There was a hint of boldness on his young face, and his sharpness was fully revealed. He walked towards Zhu Di with a smile while talking.

Behind him, another older boy, dragging his fat body, also chased out from behind the tower: "Second brother! Stop talking nonsense!"

It’s a pity that I’m too fat and can’t catch up at all.

These two people.

They were Zhu Di’s two eldest sons, the eldest Zhu Gaochi and the second Zhu Gaoxu.