Steam Daming: Stop calling me to supervise the country

Chapter 22
As soon as the get out of class time came, Zhu Zhanchang was on the brink of amnesty, but he was full of sleep today, so he went out.

A monk in a black robe at the door was watching a group of grandsons go out with a slight smile. Generally, people who can come to this school are definitely not ordinary people.

Zhu Zhanyong whispered close to Zhu Zhanyong's ear and said, "Fifth brother, look at that monk, why doesn't he look like a good person."

"Third brother, how did you see it?"

"How can a monk wear black clothes? And it's good that he doesn't smile. It's treacherous when he smiles."

"The third brother is really a pair of discerning eyes."

Zhu Zhanchang didn't expect that his third brother could see that the monk in black was treacherous.

Of course, at first glance, he knew who the person in front of him was. A monk, dressed in black, freely entered and exited the palace. Who else could it be except the prime minister in black, Yao Guangxiao?

Yao Guangxiao is still quite legendary in history. Generally speaking, prosperous dynasties will always have such people, such as Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang of the Tang Dynasty, Liu Bowen and Yao Guangxiao in this dynasty.

Of course, unlike Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang who like to push each other's backs with essential oils, Liu Bowen and Yao Guangxiao are basically unrelated, but they all have a little bit of legend in history.

This legendary color is a bit similar to everyone else in the martial arts world, just you are cultivating immortals, and you have become famous.

Zhu Zhanchang looked at him and felt that he should have come for himself, but he passed by him without looking back, and those who trot all the way were about to leave.

Yao Guangxiao was stunned and hurriedly shouted: "Fifth Young Master."

Zhu Zhanchang stopped and turned around to look respectfully: "Master."

Yao Guangxiao stepped forward slowly: "Young Master recognizes me?"

"In the palace, you can go to the place where the grandsons are studying. The monk dressed in black should be Master Yao Guangxiao."

"Since the son has recognized it, why do you have to trot all the way to leave?"

"I didn't know that the master was here to find me, so he left by himself."

Yao Guangxiao smiled: "I think the young master just left because he saw that the old man was here to look for you."

Zhu Zhanchang giggled: "Master is looking for me, if it's a good thing, I won't leave."

Yao Guangxiao was even more surprised after a few short conversations, and he couldn't help but say, "Young master is talented and intelligent, and it is rare for Lao Na to see countless people in his life."

"I don't dare to accept such praise from the master."

Yao Guangxiao has a great interest in Zhu Zhanchang. This child is not stage fright, not timid, smart, flexible, and not pedantic. Just as outsiders say that the fifth son has a perverse personality, but in Yao Guangxiao's eyes, this perversion is not enough. precious.

There are so many corrupt scholars in the world, and many of them are willing to die for the country, which is respectable and formidable, but if there are only these people in the world, the Ming Dynasty can only be prosperous for a while.

The reason why Zhu Zhanchang made Yao Guangxiao's eyes shine is that this son is young, born in a noble emperor's family, intelligent, can be said to be extremely intelligent, his ideas are different from ordinary people and it is beneficial to the society, such a person is a person of innovation.

It's just that he has to investigate the good and evil of his nature. Good is great, and evil is great. His identity determines that he cannot be a common man.

Yao Guangxiao laughed. Of course, the third brother was right. He looked more sinister when he smiled than when he didn't smile. He didn't look like a good person anyway.

"Fifth Young Master, can you invite Lao Na to sit in your courtyard and have a cup of tea."

"Master, please."

In the small courtyard, Jixiang Fugui was quite curious when he saw that the young master brought a black-clothed monk back, but Xiaosheng had good eyesight, and hurriedly ordered someone to guard him, so that no one would enter the courtyard at will.

"Do you recognize me?" Yao Guangxiao asked to Xiaosheng who brought tea.

Xiaosheng hurriedly knelt down and said respectfully, "Master Young Master, I am the adopted son of Eunuch Hou Xian, and I saw the lord from a distance."

Hou Xian was also an eunuch in the palace, and followed Zheng He to the West.

Yao Guangxiao nodded slightly: "You have good eyesight, do you know why I am looking for your son?"

Xiaosheng bowed slightly and stepped back, closing the door and saying, "Master, you and your son, how dare we ask more questions as servants."

There were only Yao Guangxiao and Zhu Zhanchang left in the room. Yao Guangxiao said first: "You have a good little eunuch here, with discernment and ability to do things."

"Master, take a sip of tea first."

Yao Guangxiao took a sip of tea: "The tea is good, but the skill of making tea is not good."

"The master is an elegant person, and he passed away from the world. I am a master of the laity, so don't dislike it."

Yao Guangxiao felt that the nine-year-old child in front of him was much older than his physical age.

"Fifth Young Master, Lao Na has a word. If you want to ask the Fifth Young Master directly, or it may be presumptuous, Young Master will mind."

Zhu Zhanchang took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Do you mind."

Yao Guangxiao was stunned, but this time he played a card against common sense and blocked his words. Zhu Zhanchang went on to say: "Master, since it is presumptuous, you don't need to ask. Does the master want to embarrass a child like me."

"Young master is beautiful and intelligent, far superior to ordinary people of the same age. Even a Wen Jinshi in his 20s may not be able to compare with young master."

"The master is wrong."

Yao Guangxiao laughed loudly: "Interesting, interesting, since the son doesn't allow him to ask, the old man will not ask. Let me ask you an ordinary question, son, can you trust Buddha?"

"Can you say you don't believe it?"

"Of course it's possible, and the old man doesn't believe it either."

Zhu Zhanchang looked at Yao Guangxiao in disbelief: "Master, you are a monk, how can you not believe in Buddhism?"

"Who said that monks must believe in Buddhism, it's just to make a living." Yao Guangxiao didn't care.

Zhu Zhanchang thought it was funny. A monk didn't believe in Buddhism, so he asked, "What do you believe, Master?"

Yao Guangxiao picked up the teacup again and refilled himself a cup of tea, took a shallow sip, still showing a somewhat dissatisfied expression, but with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he did not answer Zhu Zhanchang's question, but instead asked another question. : "Young Master, do you know my legal name?"

"The master's name is Daoyan, and his name is Duan Taoist, and he is also called Fuxuzi."

Yao Guangxiao was quite satisfied: "Daoyan was given by the master monk. The little beggar who almost died of starvation on the road had this name and he had a job and a way of life. The Taoist of Du'an later worshipped Taoist Ziyang Zi as his teacher. Yes, the only thing I do is to run away from the virtual."

"It seems that the master's favorite is the title of Fu Xuzi." Zhu Zhanchang heard the importance of Yao Guangxiao's words.

"Young master is observant, you can perceive the difference in the tone of the poor monk's words, feel the meaning, be smart in your heart, and hide your sensitivity in your heart."

As soon as Yao Guangxiao said this, it was Zhu Zhanchang's turn to be surprised. As a social animal, what he didn't like the most was to observe words and expressions. I can't even notice it myself.

Is my talent more than just memorable?

There was a trace of doubt in his heart, but before he had time to think about it, Yao Guangxiao's question came again: "Master, my name is Fuxuzi, son, do you know what is Fuxu?"

Zhu Zhanchang shook his head, he really didn't know that.

"People say that fleeing from the virtual is to avoid the world, to seek purity and no desire, but everyone knows that I follow His Majesty's peace and participate in the mundane affairs of the world, so people call me the title of the virtual child is false." Yao Guangxiao smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I guess that's not what the escape in the master's name means."

Yao Guangxiao nodded satisfactorily: "Fleeing from the virtual, it is true, this is the name of the poor monk."

"It's true, what does it really mean?" Zhu Zhanchang murmured.

"Buddha never sees the world, Buddha is false, people are true, and poor monks just want to escape from falsehood and become true."

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