Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Tianjie Temple is peaceful and quiet, even in early winter, people who can enjoy incense and joy are still in an endless stream.

Mingxin's recent business is good, but some of her "casting" is too much, so she looks pale.

When he saw a black robe reaching his forehead, Mingxin habitually ‘casted the spell’ again.

"But the donor comes to the incense?"

The blue eyes turned abruptly, Da Fore stepped back two steps, and said smoothly in Da Ming words: "I'm looking for someone."

This was the second guy who got rid of Mingxin's ‘spell’, and he immediately remembered Fang Xing.

"Who are you?"

He said vigilantly: "The blue-eyed person, you are an evildoer!"

This is nonsense with open eyes. Although Daming is not as open as the Tang Dynasty, the blue-eyed alien has also been to Jinling.

Dae's hands put his hands together and said: "After the Dae is issued, I have come to see Monk Daoyan."

Monk Dao Yan?

Mingxin felt relieved that Yao Guangxiao had few friends, but most of them were quite capable.

"Let's go to the backyard, see or not see it naturally."

Right now, a monk took Dae and went to the back.

Walking on the deep stone road, the moss on both sides is dark green, the big trees are shaded, and a few fallen leaves float down from time to time.

When he arrived outside Yao Guangxiao's Zen room, the monk went in to report.

"Up to the amount?"

Yao Guangxiao shook his head, ready to refuse.

"Young Master, this person can get rid of under Master Mingxin's eyes."

The monk has a look of worship. You must know that Mingxin once tested the monks of the Tianjie Temple, and no one can get rid of his eyes.

"Oh! That's interesting."

Yao Guangxiao felt that something was flowing out of his body. He knew that it was life.

Everyone will get old. Yao Guangxiao had hoped that both Confucianism and Buddhism would be able to find a way to the new world, but he later found out that it was pure nonsense. So he abandoned awe, put aside the so-called Neo-Confucianism, and wrote a book to criticize it.

So the closer he gets to the limit, the heavier his curiosity becomes, as if he wants to know the world again.

Da'e walked into the Zen room, and the two pairs of eyes immediately attracted together like magnets.

The little novice monk looked curiously outside the door, and muttered: "Why is the young teacher looking at that person like a man and a woman? It's strange!"

The deep blue lake was no longer peaceful, Yao Guangxiao glanced at the little novice monk with triangular eyes, and said faintly: "Supper is halved."

"Little teacher, I was wrong..."

The curious sight disappeared, Da Fore sat cross-legged across from Yao Guangxiao, and said in search: "You are a sickly tiger, although you are declining in years, it seems that the person is right, you really have some ways."

Yao Guangxiao closed the book on the case table and asked suddenly, "How about Alutai?"

"I don't know."

Dal glanced at the name of the book: Mathematics Volume 2, and said: "I am not a secular person, so naturally I don't care about these things."

Yao Guangxiao got up with difficulty, then put the book on the shelf with his back.

There was a look of excitement in Da Ee's eyes. He bent his claw several times with his right hand, but he finally held it back.

"Do you want my collection of books?"

Yao Guangxiao turned around slowly and sat down, his triangular eyes flashed sharply: "You don't pretend to be a ghost by Alutai's side, do you want to confuse your Majesty during this trip?"

Dae's eyes were full of curiosity: "Who are you? Fang Xing said that you are a master, but in your body, I only see the spirit of killing, you are not a master."

Yao Guangxiao's triangular eyes instantly narrowed into a gap, "You know that at least five crossbows have been aimed at you at this moment. You only need to give an order from the old man, and you will know what a **** is!"

"The so-called gods are just miracles seen by chance and coincidence. People are foolish and ignorant, burning incense and praying. Do you want to try yourself or not?"

"Does the monk want to deceive himself?"

Dae pointed to the half-copy scriptures on the case, "If you don't believe in the gods, why do you want to copy the scriptures? You must believe, but you feel that you can't take that step, so you slander the gods. You must enter after death. Infinite hell."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yao Guangxiao burst into laughter, and the little novice monk heard a loud voice, so he came in and persuaded: "Master, you must not laugh, or you will have a cough again."

"Cough cough cough!"

Da E thought the scene before him was very interesting, Yao Guangxiao coughed and trembled, but there was still a smile in those triangular eyes.

The little novice monk served Yao Guangxiao and drank a sip of warm water, and then Yao Guangxiao sighed, "Didn't that kid Fang Xing tell you? The old man is Yao Guangxiao, the youngest teacher of the Prince of Ming Dynasty!"

"Are you Yao Guangxiao?"

Da'e stroked his palm and smiled: "I heard that you are proficient in Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucian soldiers. Pity."

Yao Guangxiao looked at Dae quietly, then waved his hand back, and said, "Who told Alutai that the heart of longevity was raised?"

Da'e shook his head and heard the sound of the armor rubbing behind the curtain and went away.

"That Fang Xing is my Da Ming's number one prodigy. Since he brought you here, he must find you tricky."

Yao Guangxiao said pityingly: "That person claims to be magnanimous, so you must have offended him at the time, and you can do it for yourself."

Dae got up disappointed and said: "He has a very powerful guard, but I am sure I can break into his defense, the end of the world is close, this is my means to reach the amount!"

Yao Guangxiao let go of his legs and warned: "If you dare to make a ghost in front of your majesty, then be prepared to bury your bones."

Da'e glanced at the back of the curtain and said: "My trip is just to get the two families together. Is Alutai worthy of me to take risks for him?"

...

"The influence of the young teacher on the emperor's grandfather is getting smaller and smaller."

Zhu Zhanji was a little gloomy in his youth, "My little brother thought that the relationship between Grandpa Emperor and Young Teacher would be the same as between us, but it's still different!"

Fang Xing is sorting out the recipe. From now on, Zhang Shuhui's daily food must strictly follow the recipe.

"Your Majesty is self-reliant, and the young teacher probably feels that when he is entering his twilight years, he is too lazy to be nosy."

Fang Xing casually said, and then added a braised potato to the recipe.

Actually, Yao Guangxiao doesn’t want to take care of things, but he knows that he has participated in a tragic rebellion battle as a monk, and it is already very bad. , He was worried that he would fall into a beast forever after death.

Killing is too much! In the battle of Jingnan, Daming's fresh vitality was beaten again.

And Yao Guangxiao was too dazzling. Zhang Yu died early in the battle of Jingnan; Qiu Fu was defeated in the grassland and his family members; Zhu Neng died on the road to the South Expedition, and only Yao Guangxiao was alive.

If he showed a desire for power, with Zhu Di's heroic qualities, would he get rid of him? Just like Hu Weiyong in the Hongwu period.

Zhu Zhanji was also thinking about it, and Zhu Di was really good to Jingnan heroes and Xunqi, so he didn't think about that either.

"His Royal Highness, the young teacher has seen Dae."

Jia Quan came in to report.

Zhu Zhanji asked curiously: "Didn't the young teacher kill him?"

Jia Quan shook his head and said, "No, the young teacher just said that Xing Hebo will make Dae regret his trip to Daming."