The carriage gradually moved further and further away, heading towards Nanjing City.
He lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the small courtyard that was getting further and further away, as well as the youth who was standing at the entrance of the courtyard and waving at the carriage.
Zhu Di could not help but feel a lingering fear.
He had already made up his mind not to come here unless it was necessary!
It was too scary.
You kept saying that I have rebellious thoughts in front of my father!
That brat was really ruthless when he attacked. He wanted your life in the name of doing it for your own good!
Damn it, do you know better than me whether the King of Yan will rebel or not?
He did not know what his father was thinking. Why would he listen to this kid's slanderous words?
Along the way, Old Zhu and Zhu Biao did not care about Zhu Di at all.
As they had been delayed by Zhang Che for some time, they started to handle government affairs in the carriage.
The carriage arrived at the Imperial Palace and drove straight in. It stopped in front of the Canopy Hall where Old Zhu usually handled government affairs.
Old Zhu turned his head and glanced at Zhu Di.
Zhu Di immediately understood.
"Your son will take his leave first!"
The only prince who could work here with Old Zhu was his eldest brother Zhu Biao.
In this regard, Old Zhu would never break the rules.
"You go too." Old Zhu glanced at Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao looked at Old Zhu's back worriedly.
When he was in the carriage, he felt that Old Zhu's mood was not right, but he could not tell what was wrong.
After all, Lao Zhu's behavior was quite normal when he was with Zhang Che.
However, Old Zhu had always been strict, so Zhu Biao didn't dare to talk about his matters.
Old Zhu walked to the desk alone and sat down.
He had not been in the palace for the entire morning, and there was already a large number of memorials piled up on the table.
But at this moment, Old Zhu was not in the mood to deal with government affairs at all.
Some people could control their emotions through their strong willpower.
However, this kind of thing was like controlling a river. In the end, it was better to block it than to dredge it.
Old Zhu was sad when his youngest son died early.
He had built a dam in his heart, forcefully locking this sadness in the deepest part of his heart.
Whether it was his identity as the emperor or his identity as a husband, he was not allowed to be weak!
Now, Zhang Che's appearance had caused a tiny crack to appear on the dam.
Empress Ma's discovery caused the crack to grow bigger and bigger.
It was like a flood that could not be stopped.
This kind of feeling would not cause Zhu Yuanzhang to make a wrong judgment, but it did not affect his sadness.
As the saying goes, when things reach an extreme, they will reverse.
Usually, he would suppress it, and this state had lasted for more than ten years.
When this kind of longing erupted, it would naturally become even more intense. Even Old Zhu could not control it.
At this moment, Old Zhu's mind was filled with Zhu Che's appearance and he had no mood to think about anything else.
After a long while, he managed to calm down.
"Go, bring Jiang Meng here!"
Soon, the Commander of the Brocade Guard, Jiang He, arrived at the Canopy Hall.
Although Old Zhu's level of education was not high, he was definitely the type of emperor who could do a lot of things.
It had only been ten or twenty years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, and the system from the court to the local government had already changed several times.
For example, the Jinyiwei department did not exist in any previous dynasty. It was even difficult to find a similar department.
The Embroidered Uniform Guards used to be the Guards Division. To put it bluntly, they were the Emperor's bodyguards.
However, because of Old Zhu's strong desire to control and some other thoughts, the United States soon created such a department.
Over the years, the Brocade Guard had played a great role under Old Zhu. The first commander, Mao Xiang, had single-handedly concocted the Hu Weiyong case, completely establishing the name of the Brocade Guard.
Mao Xiang was conscientious and conscientious. As the Emperor's eagle hound, he had even used his last life to the best of his abilities, allowing Old Zhu to use it to calm the anger of his officials.
And the second commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guards, Jiang He, was even more ruthless than Mao Xiang.
Jiang Meng was more aware of the status of the Jinyiwei than his predecessor. He had always regarded himself as a knife and a dog of Zhu Yuanzhang.
He would obey any of Old Zhu's orders and always do it perfectly.
This time, when he suddenly heard that His Majesty summoned him, Jiang Meng hurried over.
However, after listening to Old Zhu's explanation, Jiang Meng couldn't help but feel a little confused.
With such a big fanfare, he thought it was something big. So it was just to investigate the background of an ordinary family?
It had to be said that the Embroidered Uniform Guards were indeed efficient when it came to handling matters.
Before the sun had set, Jiang Meng came back to report.
In the main hall, Old Zhu dismissed the eunuchs.
After reading the information sent by Jiang Meng, he closed his eyes and started to think.
After a long time, Old Zhu asked,""Is the news accurate?"
"I have already verified all the information recorded in the records.”Jiang Meng said softly.
Old Zhu's fingers tapped the table lightly, his face expressionless.
"Continue investigating!" Old Zhu said.
Jiang Meng accepted the order and left.
Night was approaching, and the entire hall gradually became dark.
Old Zhu sat alone on the dragon throne, his palm pressed on the information sent by Jiang Meng, gently rubbing it.
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