The first navigator of the Ming Dynasty

Yuan Hui looked disappointed, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little helpless.

Seeing that Zheng Hai didn't mean to explain, he explained himself: "My son doesn't like to study, although he has wealth in his life, but he has been sick for a while now, and my pocket has become more and more shy. Poor Dao thought that if he had taken refuge in King Yan earlier, his position would be more stable in the future, and it would be convenient to get rid of the current predicament..."

Listening to Yuan Hui's words, Zheng Hai remembered the way he had met Yuan Heng at the beginning, and he just wanted to laugh in his heart. At that time, Yuan Heng set up a fortune telling stall on the street, did not advertise or collect money, and only said that he was destined to tell fortunes.

However, he thought about it, maybe Yuan Hui really calculated that he would meet a noble person that day, and that might be the case.

In retrospect, the road where Yuan Heng set up his stall was the road leading from Yanwangfu to Qingshou Temple. Perhaps, Yuan Heng was not waiting for Zheng Hai at the beginning, but Princess Xu...

Thinking about it this way, Zheng Hai couldn't help but have a little more respect for Yuan Heng: This old Taoist priest does have some real skills.

Zheng Hai looked at Yuan Hui and said calmly: "I think the time is wrong for you to go to Zhu Di."

Yuan Jue respectfully bowed his hand and said, "Please give me advice." "

Let me ask you a question, do you know King Yan?" Zheng Hai asked Yuan Hui.

"I didn't know each other. "

Do you know about King Yan?"

Yuan Hui replied, "I know a little."

"How sure are you if you were asked to identify King Yan among ten people dressed exactly the same. Zheng Hai stared at Yuan Hui's face.

Yuan Heng thought for a moment before replying, "Seventy percent sure." "

Then you shouldn't be in a hurry to see King Yan, do you want to know why I said that?"

"Yes!" Yuan Hui replied without hesitation, and added: "Please also ask Mr. to explain my doubts." Yuan

Hui is very sincere, and his tone is very respectful, not at all like those big fools who are explaining the stall to cheat money.

"I have three reasons.

Yuan Hui looked like he was listening, quietly waiting for Zheng Hai to explain.

"First, King Yan has just won the Northern Expedition, and you don't mean much to him at this time. The icing on the cake is easy, and it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow.

At this time, if you go to visit King Yan, he may think that you are just trying to touch his light, and he is unlikely to reuse you. If you want to be reused by King Yan, what you need to do is to send charcoal in the snow.

Yuan Heng listened to Zheng Hai's words, touched his beard, and nodded.

"Second, you don't know enough about King Yan, you need to be 100% sure of recognizing King Yan from everyone, and at the same time show your special skills. Useful people are worth reusing, and there is still a little bit of heat missing.

Yuan Heng nodded and looked at Zheng Hai, expecting Zheng Hai's third explanation.

"This third point is the most critical," Zheng Hai paused, and said with a smile: "There will be a big event next year, and then it will be your best chance."

Yuan Heng's eyes were bright, and he was more excited than he saw gold, and hurriedly asked: "May I ask sir, can you reveal this important matter, which aspect is it about?"

Zheng Hai saw that the old Taoist priest Yuan Heng was in spirit, and his heart immediately became vigilant: This old guy won't be here to trick me, I can wait and be careful, I can't reveal the historical truth to him again!

In case, if there is really retribution for leaking the heavenly machine, then I won't suffer a loss?

Zheng Hai pretended to be deep and learned the appearance of the fortune teller in the TV series: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed

!" Yuan Hui bowed again: "Thank you Mr. for your advice!" If Yuan Hui

asked Zheng Hai about the third point again, Zheng Hai would definitely not say any news. But Yuan Heng didn't ask, but he was a little vanity and wanted to reveal a little to Yuan Heng.

Before Zheng Hailin walked out of the door, he turned back to Yuan Hui and said

, "This important matter is related to Ying Tianfu, and you will know it when the time comes." However, if you visit King Yan next year, you need to wait until after that big event happens, King Yan returns from Ying Tianfu, and you go to see him again. "

Thank you, sir, for your advice!" Yuan Hui bowed and saluted, watching Zheng Hai leave.

After Zheng Hai left, out of the inner room where the couch was located in the room was a white-bearded old monk wearing a black monk's robe, and his eyebrows were also white.

The old monk touched his white beard, glanced at Yuan Hui's back with a pair of triangular sick tiger eyes, and then looked in the direction of Zheng Hai's departure, his eyes were restrained, and he seemed to be thinking.

"Monk Liuzhuang, my apprentice has already gone away, you don't have to salute anymore. If you want to worship, you can worship his master!hehehe!" the white-bearded old monk did not forget to make fun of his old friend.

"Hmph, you old monk, don't try to take advantage of me!" Yuan

Hui got up, returned to his seat and sat down, looking a little angry at Monk Daoyan.

"Hahahaha! Liuzhuang monk, you are such a child! Could it be that the poor monk still wants to give Taoist friends, don't you accompany your brother?"

The old monk Daoyan joked with Yuan Heng, and he was in a very good mood.

At this time, Dao Yan was not as serious and serious as he usually was in front of Zheng Hai and Ma He, nor was he as deep and wise as he was by King Yan's side, but more easy-going and relaxed.

He only showed some old man's temperament in front of Yuan Heng, and some old naughty children.

Yuan Heng and Dao Yan are the same age and have similar interests, and they get along more harmoniously.

Yuan Hui smiled lightly, and the two strokes of eight characters were upturned: "You also know the Yin and Yang Warlock, can you calculate what will happen next year?"

"Old Taoist, you are the Warlock! The poor monk is just an abbot, how can he have that ability." Monk

Daoyan joked with a smile again, touched his beard again, and said in a deep voice: "However, the old monk agrees with the two points he said earlier. Right now, old Taoist, you can't go and see King Yan yet. You still have to wait..."

"You old monk, when your apprentice finishes speaking, you won't be ashamed to say this call again!" "

This is what people often say, heroes see the same thing!hahaha!" Monk

Daoyan raised his head slightly, a pair of white eyebrows stretched out, like two white clouds floating happily on his forehead, and his lips surrounded by white beards inadvertently released two rows of white teeth.

When you are in a happy mood, time flies, and when you are old, you will feel that youth is fleeting, and time is too rushed.

Smile for ten years, smile can not rejuvenate people, but it will make the days not so long.

Winter is here in the blink of an eye. The snow in Beiping is as white as the white eyebrows of the Daoyan monks, and the snow in Yingtianfu (Nanjing) is also very white, not only white but also numerous, and the snowflakes are as dense as the white beards of the Daoyan monks.

Winter goes to spring, and in a blink of an eye, it is the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu (1392 AD).

It is impossible for the old monk Daoyan to listen to the jokes told by Xiao Shenyang, but Zheng Hai has heard it: once the eyes are opened and closed, a day will pass; once the eyes are closed, if they are not opened, that life will pass.

But when the joke becomes reality, it's no longer funny.

In April at the turn of spring and summer, Zhu Biao, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, died of illness.

Zhu Yuanzhang's pension plan fell through, and so did his plan to move the capital. His most optimistic heir, the crown prince Zhu Biao, never woke up, and his thirty-nine-year-old life ended like this.

And the history of the Ming Dynasty also began to turn around in this year.