Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Zhu Yuanzhang and his son Zhu Biao walked to the Jinshen Hall in silence. After sending everyone else away, they simply sat down on the steps in front of the imperial desk, propped up their legs, and looked ahead silently for a long time without saying a word.

After a long while, Zhu Yuanzhang said dejectedly.

"Biao'er, in the past, you always advised me not to kill people indiscriminately or too many people, but in the end, you still went down the same old path as us!"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed deeply before continuing.

"Why do we kill people?"

"One is to set rules in the court so that officials know what they can and cannot do!"

"The other one is for you!"

"I am the founding emperor. I have made great contributions to the founding of the country. Even if my reputation and prestige are bad, there is a limit."

"But you are different. We can kill people and implicate others, but you can't. You need to recuperate and improve the country's strength!"

"What happened? You advised me so much, but in the end you became more murderous than me!"

"I can't read, but you've been well-read since childhood, and this is all you've learned?"

Listening to Zhu Yuanzhang's complaints, Zhu Biao did not reply immediately. Instead, he leaned back and slumped on the steps, supporting his body with his elbows, looking silently ahead, and answered in a dim voice.

"Dad, it's because I've read books that I suddenly realized it!"

"It turns out that the situations our family is facing now have actually been faced by all the dynasties in history!"

"But those dynasties were all destroyed at that time!"

I don’t know whether it was because Zhu Biao’s voice was too resentful, or because Zhu Yuanzhang’s mental quality was not as good as imagined.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang felt cold all over and shivered.

"Biao'er, don't scare Daddy!"

"We have just founded our country, why are you thinking about the destruction of our country?"

Zhu Biao listened to his father's slightly trembling voice without any unnecessary expression.

People's energy is always limited, and their knowledge, experience, thinking and so on vary greatly.

Therefore, the same thing or the same book, when seen by different people, may appear to be completely different.

Zhu Biao sighed dejectedly, without even turning his head, and said something that seemed a little unreasonable.

"Dad, I know you don't want your uncle to get involved in these things."

"Okay, call over the monk you've been eyeing recently, and then we can have a serious talk!"

"That's great. I'll take this opportunity to tell you the truth!"

"Otherwise, you probably still don't understand how dangerous our situation is!"

Zhu Biao's words immediately silenced Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Biao has always been well-behaved and filial in front of his father Zhu Yuanzhang.

Occasionally, the two of them disagree and there are arguments.

But no matter what, even if Zhu Biao was scolded by his father, he still did his best for his father.

But today's words and atmosphere have changed.

It was no longer a conversation between father and son, but more like he and Hu Weiyong were usually sitting together and chatting.

There is a certain degree of closeness, but also a certain degree of distance. It is always there, neither close nor distant.

This feeling appeared for the first time in Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao.

Then, Zhu Yuanzhang was scared.

"Biao'er, we can talk, but what's wrong with you?"

"Why do I feel like you and Dad are drifting apart?"

"We may quarrel on weekdays, but we can't let our relationship fade away!"

Zhu Biao sighed again, and then finally turned his head to look at Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Dad, in the past, I always felt that if there was anything, we two could discuss it and work together to get it done, that would be great!"

"But slowly, especially during this period, I figured it out!"

"If the Ming Dynasty really wants to prosper, and we two want to be good emperors, then we can't discuss this as father and mother!"

"It's up to the current Ming Hongwu Emperor and the next Ming Emperor to calm down and talk things over!"

"Before, you always regarded the Ming Dynasty as the business and family property of our Zhu family, but what is the reality?"

"One percent of this is emotion, and the rest is all about interests!"

"If this is really for the good of the Ming Dynasty, and for the two of us to be emperors smoothly, then from now on, when we discuss state affairs, we must talk about interests, not feelings!"

"We can save our discussion of feelings for when our whole family gets together!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was silent.

He never expected that his fat son would give such a result in the end.

But...does it make sense?

Makes sense!

In fact, it seemed that he only figured out this truth after being emperor for nearly twenty years.

Therefore, the look in his eyes when he looked at Zhu Biao was particularly complicated.

After a long time, so long that Song Li had already called Daoyan over, Zhu Yuanzhang finally nodded gently.

"Well, let's have a serious chat!"

"We also want to hear what you, the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty, have to say about this current predicament!"

This statement is somewhat sarcastic.

But Zhu Biao nodded as if it was a matter of course.

However, he did not rush to say anything to Zhu Yuanzhang. Instead, he looked at Song Li and gave instructions first.

"Eunuch Song, please arrange for everyone in this hall, except for the few of us, to retreat ten feet away and have the imperial guards guard it!"

"Please prepare tea, food and everything else!"

"I think we'll have to talk for a long time today!"

Song Li did not agree immediately, but looked directly at Zhu Yuanzhang.

He knew very well that no matter how favored Zhu Biao was or how secure his position as crown prince was.

Song Li, a prisoner who had survived a crime, could only rely on Zhu Yuanzhang.

Uncle Snake is never on the right path.

Zhu Yuanzhang was not surprised when he saw Song Li's look.

If Song Li didn't even have this little bit of common sense, he would have been dead long ago.

Zhu Yuanzhang had a bad temper, but he could tolerate a eunuch around him for so many years, which is somewhat understandable.

However, Zhu Biao's arrangement was actually not too presumptuous, so Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly at Song Li.

Then Song Li bowed and accepted the order and hurried out to make arrangements.

But Song Li ran away, and Daoyan was so scared that his scalp almost exploded.

Damn it, why does it feel like this is a dead end today?

Daoyan is a man who is well versed in worldly affairs. He knows too well what the consequences will be if one knows things that one should not know.

But looking at the current situation, it seems like these two generations of emperors are planning to do something big, and I am the only outsider!

At this moment, Monk Daoyan felt as if a big "danger" had been hung over his head!