Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

Datianjie Temple is still so quiet and beautiful.

You can see from a distance that many good men and women are burning incense and praying for blessings in the Palace of the Heavenly King.

"Grandmaster!"

Suddenly, a childish voice sounded.

I saw a young monk running over and said to Dao Yan, who was playing chess with Zhu Di: "Master, go and watch!"

"Oh? What happened?"

"I can't tell! Master, come with me quickly!"

Zhu Di had just returned from the imperial prison. He was in a good mood and signaled to Dao Yan not to worry about him.

The young monk's tone seemed to be very urgent, and even in a calm state he seemed kind-hearted. He followed the young monk down the bell tower and said with a smile: "Amitabha, walk slower, don't fall."

"Thank you, Master, for reminding me."

After the little monk nodded respectfully, he immediately turned around and ran forward.

Dao Yan followed behind, chanting the Buddha's name softly in his mouth without any pause in his steps.

When the two arrived at the Zhengfo Hall, many pilgrims had gathered around and were talking about it.

"Amitabha, all donors, please give way..."

Daoyan put his hands together in salute, and then walked through the crowd.

When he stood still and looked up, he couldn't help but look slightly startled.

But he saw Xie Jin, a famous scholar in official robes, holding a rope to measure the dimensions on the wall, and holding a scroll in his arms.

On the ground were torn Buddhist scrolls.

"Master, you are here. This person is too outrageous. He dared to be so unreasonable and tear up the Buddha soil painted by the master."

"Alas! You really don't know what is good and what is good. Our Datianjie Temple is a place of destiny, how can we allow him to act like this?"

When the surrounding pilgrims saw Dao Yan appear, they immediately accused Xie Jin and reprimanded him angrily.

After persuading all the pilgrims to disperse, Daoyan closed the door of the Heavenly King's Palace.

"What is Shijie reading doing?!"

Dao Yan originally thought that a smart man like Xie Jin would not make such a stupid mistake. After all, although Xie Jin was a civil servant favored by Emperor Taizu Gao and left to Emperor Jianwen, the country had already changed hands.

How could Jie Jin, a servant who had joined the ranks when the city was broken and surrendered, dare to run wild on his own territory?

Xie Jin, who was criticized by everyone, smiled calmly and said: "Master Daoyan, Xie feels that this painting of his is more suitable to be hung here."

Dao Yan's triangular eyes narrowed slightly, he turned the rosary beads in his hand and spoke indifferently.

"Your Majesty is right here with me. If Shidu Jie wants to create a challenge among the surrendered ministers, he really can't act like this."

Jie Jin was born with an arrogant temperament and admired power, but he finally understood the weight of the "Prime Minister in Black" and knew that he would not let Dao Yan care about him if he made a small fuss. However, if he continued to toss, he would lose more than he gained.

Therefore, Xie Jin was arrogant at the front and respectful at the back. He stood up and bowed before speaking sincerely.

"Let Master Daoyan laugh. Xie was eager to see His Majesty but was blocked by the royal guards. He had no choice but to make this move. I hope Master Haihan will do it."

"Come here with me."

Dao Yan nodded, and the black cassock was covered with dust in the light cast by the Heavenly King's Palace.

The Jinyi guards guarding the outside of the bell tower couldn't help but be a little surprised when they saw that Xie Jin, who had just been driven out, was brought back by Master Daoyan himself.

Jie Jin held his head high and wanted to snort, but in the end he held back, holding the scroll under his arm, and followed Dao Yan to the bell tower.

Jie Jin slowly climbed up the bell tower and caught a glimpse of Zhu Di's back leaning on the railing and looking into the distance.

Zhu Di also wore a Yanju uniform today, with only a white rope tied around his waist. He did not put his hands behind his back in a pretentious manner, but just like a tourist, placing a pair of strong hands on the railing to support his body.

It was hard to tell whether the emperor was in good or bad mood, but Xie Jin was calm. He put down the scroll and leaned down to salute.

"I will read the interpretation and see it before Your Majesty."

"Get up, what's going on?"

"I recently came across a beautiful painting, which I would like to present to Your Majesty."

Zhu Di turned around and raised his chin slightly, signaling Xie Jin not to talk in circles.

Jie Jin swallowed back the words he had prepared, but his face did not change at all, and he still unfolded the scroll respectfully.

On the scroll, I saw a white-breasted tiger looking back at its cubs. It looked very close.

Xie Jin immediately recited a poem: "The tiger is the king of beasts, who dares to offend him? Only the love between father and son can be reviewed step by step."

Zhu Di was a little touched after listening to this poem.

Some time ago, the eldest prince Zhu Gaochi and the second prince Zhu Gaoxu had a tense dispute over the establishment of a crown prince, and the courtiers also showed signs of taking sides, which made Zhu Di Longyan furious.

The second prince, Zhu Gaoxu, didn't know whether he was really having a bad temper or just being too wise, so he shouted and was sent to prison. Everyone went in by themselves. Not only could Zhu Di not punish him, but he felt guilty.

The eldest prince, Zhu Gaochi, was of a tolerant nature, so he asked him to stay behind closed doors to think about his faults, and Zhu Di agreed.

Now that a month has passed, Xie Jin figured that Zhu Di's anger had basically vented, and he just came out like this.

Xie Jin's original intention was naturally to save the eldest prince Zhu Gaochi, whom he was attracted to. When Zhu Di asked him for his opinion on establishing the crown prince, Xie Jin clearly supported the eldest prince. However, the second prince also made excuses in this painting to avoid being questioned. It's not a clique for personal gain. In short, it's just a matter of thoughtfulness.

"You are thoughtful."

Zhu Di put one hand on his waist, nodded and said immediately: "I am really tired of reviewing memorials these days. I just discussed with Master Daoyan that Wenyuan Pavilion needs a few bachelors to share the burden for me. Huang Huai, Yang Shiqi, Hu Guang, Jin Youzi, Yang Rong, Hu Yan, plus you, do you understand?"

Xie Jin was startled when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed.

Becoming the emperor's secretary and helping the emperor handle memorials is a path to success!

Xie Jinfang wanted to thank you, but Zhu Di seemed to have remembered something, and said again: "Jie Shidu, you are the most outstanding talent in the Ming Dynasty, with well-written articles and sharp thinking. During the Hongwu Dynasty, Emperor Taizu Gao admired you very much. I once heard with my own ears that Taizu Emperor Gao told you, "I am a ruler and minister with justice to you, and my kindness is like that of father and son. You should tell everything you know." Now I happen to encounter something, and I want to hear your opinion. You also know everything about me. Say it."

"This is what I decided to do!"

Zhu Di hesitated for a few moments, and then simply told what Jiang Xinghuo said about the first sequelae of cutting the vassal clan, which was the so-called "three life-saving lines" left by Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Di naturally wanted to wipe out Mobei, and this incident was just an introduction for him. His idea was to compare Jiang Xinghuo side by side with Jie Jin, a world-famous talent.

"In the past, I wrote to Emperor Taizu Gao in his "Ten Strategies for Taiping" and said, 'In recent times, Yan'an has conquered Yan'an. It has fallen into a famous city, sold its weapons and equipment, banned soldiers and military forces, and thought it was peaceful. Once there is an unexpected danger, even the city will be swept away by the wind.' , many famous cities and towns in Shandong and the Central Plains of the Two Rivers have collapsed, which is indeed harmful. These words are also the pertinent opinions of Zhibing, and I agree with them. Of course, there is no one who knows military better than Your Majesty in the world, and it all depends on Your Majesty."

Zhu Di didn't care about Jie Jin's flattery. He was actually the number one general in the world. Zhu Di raised the second sequelae of the reduction of the vassal clan, which was the issue of clan support, and waited for Jie Jin's answer.