Ming Dynasty: He was ordered to give lectures in prison, but Lao Zhu eavesdropped and made people nu

Chapter 442 His Highness has the appearance of a hidden dragon

Say it.

Dao Yan let go of the rotating rosary beads and reached out to push back Zhu Chong's kindness without any hesitation or reluctance.

The latter was a little confused by his operation, and his little patience was exhausted.

Just when the old man scolded him and he was in a really bad mood, a nervous monk happened to appear.

Didn't you read the almanac when you went out today?

Zhu Xi took a deep breath, suppressed his displeasure, and said coldly: "Master, what do you mean? You might as well say it directly."

"I still have a lot of business to deal with, so I hope you won't waste time."

Faced with Zhu Ming's impatience, Dao Yan was not angry and had no intention of leaving. Instead, he pressed forward and said, "Your Highness, please be patient for a moment. Can you please take a moment to speak?"

Dao Yan looked around and smiled slightly: "The young monk also has an important thing to do. Talking outside is not decent enough and undermines the majesty of His Highness. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Zhu Xi felt his blood pressure soar rapidly. He couldn't figure out what kind of medicine this crazy monk bought in his gourd?

Not only is she nagging, but she is also a little bit demonic.

This is a sure thing on the street. What if I don't dare to touch him?
Normally, Zhu Xi would have had someone drive him away, but now the old man was furious.

Trivial matters that were trivial before are now infinitely magnified.

Instead of going against the wind and committing crimes, it is better to be harmonious and make money. At least he will not make any mistakes, which will in turn make the old man's Long Yan furious.

What's more, Zhu Yuanzhang once served as a monk and had some favorable impressions of monks.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, thousands of people have visited Huangjue Temple many times.

Many monks who are proficient in Buddhism and Ruxue were invited from all over the country to take corresponding examinations at the Ministry of Rites, and monks with higher explanatory skills were selected to be awarded official positions.

Enough to see its importance.

Zhu Xiang was troubled, but there was no fool to hit the muzzle of the gun.

After weighing the pros and cons.

"follow me."

Zhu Xi waved his hand lightly, greeted the monk next to him, and headed back to the palace.

Daoyan hurriedly followed, still with an intriguing smile on his face, as if he had expected this.

Ping stepped back and pushed his wife away.

Zhu Xi went directly to the main seat in the middle hall and sat down. He didn't intend to pretend anymore when he got home. His words were full of disgust: "If you have something to say, say it quickly. Stop beating around the bush."

"What's the big deal that can't be discussed outside."

"If you can't explain why, don't blame me for being merciless."

Monk Daoyan fiddled with his beads, not paying attention to Zhu Xi's threat. He pulled out a chair and stopped covering up.

"The young monk observes that His Highness has the appearance of a hidden dragon. If I can follow His Highness to help you, I will be your Highness and your Majesty will add Bai."

"I wonder, Your Highness, if you are interested?"

The words fell into silence.

Zhu Xiang's right hand while drinking tea was hovering in mid-air, and his eyes as he looked across were filled with disbelief.

Even the air seemed to condense at this moment.

King plus white?

Wouldn't that mean that he was careful enough not to let anyone follow him.

Otherwise.

The crazy monk's words would kill him.

"Presumptuous! You are so brave!"

Zhu Ping put down the tea cup with a bang, and the anger around him suddenly surged, like an enraged lion at this moment.

The king plus Bai is the emperor. He is also the emperor's son, and he is also the emperor's legitimate son with a distinguished status. If you have never thought about it, you must be a fool.

but!
Thoughts are just thoughts.

The eldest brother Zhu Biao, the current prince, held a very important position in the hearts of the brothers and was an existence that was impossible to shake.

It goes without saying that the old man attaches great importance to the prince.

In this way, people will say: Zhu Biao is the strongest prince in history.

How hard must I be to think about something that would lead me to seek my own death? Seeing that the crazy monk didn't say anything or retorted, Zhu Xiang felt even more angry and angry, and immediately stood up.

"Come…"

"Your Highness, please wait."

Just when Zhu Xiang was about to ask someone to take it down, Monk Dao Yan slowly spoke.

"Amitabha, Your Highness, please calm down and monks will not tell lies. Since the young monk dares to speak, it proves that it can be done."

"As the saying goes, when the water is full, it overflows and the moon waxes and wanes. Things in the world are never absolute."

"So Your Highness doesn't need to be too entangled. You only need to answer the young monk, whether you have ever been interested in the throne."

"Do you want to sit in that seat?"

Hear this.

Zhu Xi held his breath unconsciously, and the rebuttal he was about to say was stuck in his throat.

"Meeting is fate. Xiao Monk firmly believes that, and at the same time, he believes in his own vision."

After a pause, Dao Yan continued: "Since the young monk dares to come to meet His Highness, he has naturally made all mental preparations, even if His Highness is really not happy and plans to punish the young monk for this."

"The young monk didn't even complain."

"The maximum is only 3,600 swords. What should a cultivator fear about death?"

Seeing his calm and calm expression, Zhu Xiang shivered for no reason, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was a little scared.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Haha, Your Highness, you forget things a lot."

Monk Daoyan calmly saluted and said with a smile: "The young monk is called Daoyan."

"Daoyan, Daoyan, Tianjie Temple?"

Zhu Xi was thoughtful, murmuring in his mouth, and repeatedly confirmed that it was a name that was not in his memory, and did not show the slightest emotion.

The position of the prince is as solid as a rock, even if all the brothers put together, they cannot shake it.

What's more, there is Zhu Yuanzhang, an insurmountable mountain above.

Once someone has a wrong idea, they will be brutally suppressed.

The evil reputation of Emperor Hongwu was never a joke.

Zhu Xi was not a fool, so how could he reveal his inner true thoughts because of a monk of unknown origin and bring immeasurable death to himself.

If you don't have this little scheming, how can you be a vassal king in the future?
"Have you said enough? Get out of here!"

"Get out of here before I change my mind!"

Zhu Xiang raised his sword eyebrows in a fierce manner and did not answer Dao Yan's question. The murderous intent in his words made him seem ready to kill him at any time.

If you believe a crazy monk, then he is really stupid.

See this.

Monk Dao Yan's expression remained unchanged. Not only did he not show any trace of fear, he sat down and stared at Zhu Chong in front of him with eyes as calm as water.

"Your Majesty, why are you doing this?"

"All living beings in the world have desires, and saints are not exempt from vulgarity."

"Why do you suffer in times of crisis?"

Dao Yan shook his head: "If His Highness had not had any thoughts, I guess the monk's head would have fallen to the ground, right?"

"Since the young monk has received a good deal, it proves that His Highness is very moved."

"Isn't it?"

Hear this.

Zhu Xi glanced out the window with some guilt, and then deliberately raised his voice to hide his true thoughts.

"Fuck you, you are ignorant and arrogant. Believe it or not, I will kill you right now!"

Say it.

Zhu Xi pulled out the sword on the wall and pressed the cold blade against the opponent's neck.

(End of this chapter)