Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

"Your Majesty, let Daoyan calm down in Datianjie Temple. His current state is not suitable for being stimulated anymore."

Beside Pilu Pavilion, several people stopped and Yuan Gong raised his head and said.

Looking at Yuan Gong, who was dressed in rags and looked carefree, Zhu Di said helplessly: "That's the only way."

"Father."

Zhu Gaochi hesitated to speak, his eyes showing deep worry.

Zhu Di waved his hand and interrupted his son's words, "I know what you want to ask. But I can't answer it now. Ma He is also in Fujian and can't make it back, so we can only arrange this first."

Seeing Zhu Di's slightly heavy face and slightly lonely tone, both of them fell silent and their moods became solemn.

Although Zhu Gaochi understood why Zhu Di made such a choice, he did not have extra time to digest it, and he was even less able to change it.

Now that the new dynasty has just been established, Emperor Yongle and his Jingnan ministers seem to be powerful and majestic.

But I don't know how many people inside are staring at his throne and trying to make a move.

The remnants of Jianwen who insist on Zhengshuo are ready to make a comeback at any time. The vassal kings from all over the country have hidden ambitions with the mentality of "fourth brother can be the emperor, why can't I". Even the Hongwu nobles who were red-eyed in the Battle of Jingnan , the real-power military leaders in various places still maintain their semi-independent state.

For example, Mei Yin, the nephew of the Marquis of Runan and the consort of Taizu, who had nearly 100,000 troops to guard Huai'an. Although his subordinates were all newly recruited soldiers and second-line soldiers who had been stationed in the army for many years, he was still in Huaidian and had a fortified city. It is also true that Zhu Di is willing to surrender.

Even Zhu Di's own son is no exception.

Zhu Gaoxu's little idea of ​​imitating Li Shimin did not escape Zhu Di's eyes, but Zhu Di was not Li Yuan. Zhu Di was also wary of his sons, who were relatives and used for their own purposes.

Therefore, Zhu Di would not easily hand over the intelligence system of the Yan Army that the "Prime Minister in Black" was responsible for to Ji Gang or the third prince Zhu Gaosui, and Ma He did have important matters in charge of shipbuilding to be busy with. At the same time, we can only temporarily let Daoyan's lower subordinates act as agents and cross-report to him.

After Zhu Gaoxu entered the imperial edict, Zhu Gaochi became the temporarily undisputed crown prince and enjoyed a life of power. However, Zhu Gaochi knew very well that he could not sit on the throne at all.

The army, honors, localities, intelligence... Compared with Zhu Di sitting on the dragon throne, he is still far behind in all aspects.

Therefore, Zhu Gaochi was not surprised by his father's decision.

"Alas~"

Zhu Di took a deep breath, turned around and walked down the mountain, sighing as he walked.

Zhu Gaochi comforted him and said, "Father, please rest assured, I will send someone to take good care of Master Dao Yan."

Zhu Di nodded and turned his eyes to the Tianwang Palace where Dao Yan was located on the hillside in the distance. Half of it was in ruins and the other half was intact. From a distance, it looked as if it had been split in half by a giant axe, which was particularly abrupt.

"Call the monks in the temple. How did this happen?" Zhu Di asked.

Not long after, a broad and fat monk ran up to him, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, there were signs of damage to the Tianwang Hall in the past few days, and there was also smoke from the fire. The monks in the temple said that Master Daoyan was here That night when the heavenly secrets were being deduced, a thunderbolt was accidentally sent down, so it became what it is now."

The fat monk spoke confusingly, but Zhu Di still understood.

Zhu Di narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Are you sure?"

The monk quickly explained: "The young monk just said everything he knew. Your Majesty, please forgive me! In fact, the young monk only listened to what other monks in the temple said. However, the young monk was meditating in the Zen room at the time, so he did not know the specific process."

Zhu Di waved his hand to signal him to leave and continued walking down the mountain.

"Deducing the secret of heaven, will thunder punishment really come down?" This question was directed at Yuan Gong.

"Your Majesty, I have never tried it, but I heard that a certain red lama of the Yuan Dynasty said that they learned bone divination from the great treasure Dharma King Pasiba who was the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty and who founded writing for the Mongols. There are masters who have deduced the secrets of heaven and suffered the backlash of thunder and punishment."

"However." Before Zhu Di could ask, Yuan Gong said, "People who have the ability to deduce the future through divination will generally not touch this taboo unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Then what exactly is Dao Yan calculating?"

Zhu Di sighed and shook his head, crazy, crazy.

"Father, there is one more thing." Zhu Gaochi suddenly said.

"Let's talk."

"Jiang Xinghuo's sentence is approaching. Do you want to find an excuse to extend the execution period of these death row prisoners?"

Zhu Di thought for a while and said: "Send someone to find Li Jinglong, use the excuse that Jiang Xinghuo fell into the water and was poisoned by witchcraft or some kind of water spirit, and let the layman Yuan take the opportunity to go to the imperial prison to exorcise the evil spirits. Let the layman Yuan see it first." For a moment. Then I will issue an edict to postpone the execution of these death row prisoners."

"My son understands."

Imprisonment.

"Jiang Lang, are you asleep?"

Jiang Xinghuo, who was carving wood, put away the pebbles in his hand, stood up and said, "Not yet, what's wrong with Mr. Cao?"

The prison door opened with a creak, and Li Jinglong, who was still elegant in his prison uniform, walked in under the respectful eyes of the jailer.

Li Jinglong had that kind of polite smile on his face that was customary for a man from aristocratic families, and it always made people feel that it would be a pity not to punch him with this handsome smiling face.

Of course, Jiang Xinghuo was not surprised or surprised that the other party could enter his prison.

After all, he is Mr. Cao, the 'Oiran Collector' who dominates the Qinhuai River. Wouldn't it make people laugh if his family didn't have this energy?

"Jiang Lang, how are you doing tonight?"

While Jiang Xinghuo stuffed the wooden ball he had finished carving into the straw, he raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said calmly: "I'm not sleepy. I'll do something small when I have nothing to do. It's okay."

When Li Jinglong saw this, the corners of his mouth curved, he took out an exquisite brocade box from his arms, handed it to Jiang Xinghuo and said, "Don't dislike what Jiang Lang mentioned last time."

Jiang Xinghuo took the brocade box, and there was a delicate golden knife inside. It was used for carving and was a contraband in the prison.

After sizing up the golden sword for a moment, Jiang Xinghuo nodded slightly and said, "Thank you very much!"

"You're welcome." Li Jinglong borrowed the opportunity to get off the donkey, "Actually, I came so late to do something else."

"Master Cao, please tell me."

"Have you recently experienced any symptoms such as back pain, stiff neck, or dizziness?"

"have."

After eating every day, I just lie down, of course.

Jiang Xinghuo suffered enough during his last time travel, so this time he not only spent a year in revenge, but he also didn't bother to bother with the last part of the journey, except lying down.

"Everything is correct!" Li Jinglong slapped his thigh, "There have always been rumors about water ghosts who died unjustly in the Qinhuai River. You were fine after floating all night that day. Things were a bit abnormal. Gao Yu and I were both worried about you. It happened to be I’ve invited a Taoist priest to help you see it for free for free, do you want to come and see it?”

Jiang Xinghuo was a little surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

"Of course there is."

"Isn't it a new Taoist priest who wants to practice with me?"

"No, don't worry, it's definitely not a little Taoist priest!"