Zhu Di did not even have the desire to respond to the Ministry of Rites envoy.
Two edicts had arrived.
Everything was gone.
His years of effort were about to amount to nothing.
If Zhu Di could accept this willingly, then he would not be Zhu Di.
Zhu Di walked toward the main hall of the Prince's Mansion with a gloomy expression.
Xu Miaoyun, standing nearby, immediately sensed something and followed him in.
Inside the main hall!
"Prince."
"To His Majesty and the court, stripping the vassal princes of their military power is inevitable."
"Even if His Majesty does not do it, Eldest Brother will do so in the future."
"Has Your Highness truly failed to see that?" Xu Miaoyun looked at the despondent Zhu Di and slowly tried to comfort him.
After all, Xu Miaoyun came from a military family and could see many matters clearly.
The matter of reducing the vassal princes' power would sooner or later be placed on the agenda. Even if Zhu Yuanzhang did not do it, Zhu Biao would in the future.
"Of course I see it clearly."
"But now is not the right time."
"I have spent so many years building my position in Northern Peace, only for two edicts to turn it all into nothing."
"I cannot accept this." Zhu Di clenched his fists, his voice somewhat hoarse.
"Everything we have was bestowed by His Majesty. What can unwillingness change?"
"Would you dare face His Majesty, husband?"
"Do not overthink it."
"Though we have lost military power, we have gained peace for our family in the future. I think that is a good thing." Xu Miaoyun continued to comfort him gently.
"A good thing?"
Bitterness flashed through Zhu Di's eyes.
But afterward,
he did not explain much to Xu Miaoyun.
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