Chapter: 33

"Boss did nothing wrong."

Zhu Di and Dao Yan were separated by the chessboard, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

Dao Yan picked up a chess piece again and said: "I did nothing wrong. In the final analysis, isn't this a matter of your Majesty's thoughts? If you don't kill Jiang Xinghuo, don't say anything else. Just cutting the feudal clan will make the second prince The momentum that had just been suppressed by His Majesty's tacit approval has surged again."

Zhu Di was silent.

The eldest prince Zhu Gaochi is generous and virtuous, with the spirit of a benevolent monarch, and he is a good candidate to guard the country.

The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. It's not that Zhu Di doesn't love his elder son, but he loves the second son who is more like him and has a stronger relationship.

"Tell the boss about the cutting of the feudal clan first, and let him think of a way. Aren't there so many civil servants and celebrities around him?"

"At tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, the envoys and sons of the various feudal clans who came to congratulate me on my ascension to the throne are all present, and I will announce this matter."

"His Majesty!"

After hearing this, Dao Yan suddenly waved his sleeves, and the chess pieces were scattered all over the ground in an instant.

Zhu Di frowned and looked at Dao Yan.

Dao Yan almost gritted his teeth, glaring at Zhu Di and said, "You clearly know Jiang Xinghuo's strategy, let alone a waste like Xie Jin, even talents like Yang Rong and Yang Shiqi, you definitely can't figure it out! Jiang Xinghuo Even the old monk would be willing to bow down to the strategy of cutting down the feudal clan, and if His Majesty has such a handful of second princes, there will be another battle between the government and the opposition!"

"If I don't do this, do you want to say that I overheard my plan?"

"If I don't do this, will there be no dispute between the government and the opposition?"

Zhu Di also overturned the chessboard with a slap.

With a "bang", Zhu Di, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, stood up, like a fierce god who was about to kill.

Dao Yan stood up without fear, the wind blew, and the black cassock fluttered.

Zhu Di looked at Dao Yan in front of him, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

He seemed to see himself twenty years ago, the scene when he first met that bold young monk.

The same swords are on the verge of breaking out, the same reluctance to give in to each other.

"For the last time, I won't be biased in the future."

Afterwards, Zhu Di personally picked up the chessboard and put it back before the two sat down.

"Let the third child go to the prison to send a message to the second child, saying that at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, I will announce the cutting of the feudal clan, and ask him if he has any opinions. If there is any, I will write a memorial and ask the second child to hand it over."

"Didn't the old man say that it was wrong for His Majesty to ask the second prince to present this strategy? His Majesty can't say it. Then let the second prince know, isn't it obvious to monitor him? It will make the father and son divorce... And if he offers it, it is also a good idea." It is indeed easier to unite the nobles and let the nobles take the lead in expressing their support for His Majesty's decision to lift the sea ban on voyages to the West."

At this moment, Dao Yan's anger was gone, and he held the rosary beads with the calm appearance of an eminent monk. He spun the rosary beads for a long time, and finally said.

"Your Majesty, this old man knows a little bit about prophecy and divination, and I've counted Jiang Xinghuo too."

"What was the result?" Zhu Di was a little curious.

After Dao Yan was silent, he said with a look of embarrassment.

"Forget it."

"What?"