Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

"Rebel!"

"..."

Zhu Yuanzhang cursed him out in one breath like a string of cannonballs.

After he finished speaking, he threw the white-soled, black-surfaced cloth shoes in his hand once again flew straight towards Zhu Di's forehead. This time, Zhu Di naturally didn't dare to hide anymore, and could only use his face to take the hit from the shoe sole.

A soldier who has been eating the sand for ten years.

A hit from the sole of a shoe is nothing.

What truly made him feel heartbroken was the answer revealed in Zhu Yuanzhang's words: The letter was truly read by my father!!

Zhu Di was slightly confused for a moment, then he took a deep breath to calm himself down, and quickly put on an appearance of humbly admitting his mistake. He knelt down in front of Zhu Di with a plop and shouted, "Dad... I was wrong, I was wrong. It's my son's fault!"

Well... now I can slide down and admit my mistake.

Then, his eyes rolled, and he quickly followed Zhu Yuanzhang's words to make excuses for himself: "However... although my son has selfish motives, he also has his mind set on serving the public, the Ming Dynasty, and the Zhu family!!"

"You said that it was not easy to maintain stability in the Ming Dynasty. I think so too."

"As the saying goes, a short pain is worse than a long one. Yingtian Prefecture is such a huge cancer. Dad, you know this better than anyone else."

"Instead of dragging it out, it's better to resolve this issue as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary complications. This will be most beneficial to our Ming Dynasty!"

"My son's painstaking efforts... are also for the Ming Dynasty!"

In a hurry.

Zhu Di immediately came up with a set of high-sounding excuses.

While Zhu Di was speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang, wearing only socks on his feet, paced back and forth in the yard, looking for something handy. Just as Zhu Di finished his words of defense, Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the broom standing in the corner and walked over.

He said with a cold look: "How can you still think like this?"

"Yingtian Prefecture is in chaos, so we have no choice but to take action, go out and suppress those people, and appear before the world, right?"

"In this case, the so-called little emperor, the third son of the Biaoer family, naturally does not count."

"Who will sit on the throne in the future will also be reshuffled..."

"Yes and no?"

Zhu Yuanzhang understood the interests involved better than anyone else, and immediately left Zhu Di speechless. He could only weakly defend himself, "Your son... Your son is a simple-minded person and doesn't think too much."

These words cannot be acknowledged under any circumstances.

Admitting it is like saying: That's right! I, Zhu Di, am plotting against you!

"Honest? Are you honest?" Zhu Yuanzhang almost laughed out loud. Even the spy work could be transferred through that trouble-making monk. This was too honest: "If it weren't for us..."

Having said that, Zhu Yuanzhang's voice suddenly stopped and he shut his mouth.

He can accurately mark the target.

Of course it was because he listened to Zhu Yunhuan, but this is not something that can be said.

So, only the broom in his hand flew towards Zhu Di again...

Zhu Yuanzhang was furious, and Zhu Di didn't dare dodge either. He took a solid hit, but he caught the hidden meaning in Zhu Yuanzhang's words. His pupils shrank, and he subconsciously asked, "What else? What did the emperor want to say just now?"

Zhu Di looked curious and asked Zhu Yuanzhang with burning eyes.

He felt that his father had almost said something outrageous! The "simple-eyed" statement... Zhu Di knew his father wouldn't believe it, so he swallowed his father's words...

is not it……

He almost revealed the reason why he was staring at Monk Daoyan so inexplicably! !?

"So, why exactly?!"

"With such meticulous defenses, I should never have ended up in this predicament!"

However, Zhu Yuanzhang just shook his head and said, "Nothing."

Zhu Di pursed his lips and wanted to continue asking questions, but reason calmed him down and restrained himself from pestering. He quickly put on a serious attitude of admitting his mistakes: