Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 87 Dao Yan’s purpose

Chapter 87 Dao Yan’s purpose
Looking at Dao Yan standing opposite him with a fierce face, and then looking down at the three words "Yao Guangxiao" clearly written on the document in his hand, Hu Weiyong suddenly felt that it was quite interesting.

For the first time, he discovered that the original history had turned a corner in front of his eyes.

Hu Weiyong was not a history professional in his previous life, and his understanding of Ming history came more from novels and film and television dramas.

So for him, unless he is familiar with important plot characters, he doesn't know many things even if they have actually changed.

But how could Hu Weiyong not have heard of the names of Monk Sick Tiger Daoyan and Prime Minister Yao Guangxiao in black?
It can be said that Zhu Dini finally became the Yongle Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. If we look at it fundamentally, at least half of the credit must be attributed to Yao Guangxiao, the monk in front of Hu Weiyong.

It was he, who was by Zhu Di's side, constantly teasing and bewitching, who made Zhu Di no longer willing to be an honest vassal king;

It was him who helped Zhu Di make plans from the beginning and was always prepared for rebellion;

It was him, like a shadow hiding behind Zhu Di, who came up with ingenious plans and strategies to stir up troubles in the world, but he never came to the forefront.

This man... even in the wild history, he already has a bit of a nagging air.

But there is at least one thing that Hu Weiyong believes in, and that is that this person is definitely capable.

As for whether Zhu Di would follow the original direction after this person came here, Hu Weiyong couldn't think about that much now.

Just deal with the things in front of you first, and then take it easy when the time comes.

"Monk, I'm asking you, what do you mean by the old man, my old man, and the old man?"

"Sir, from the perspective of the young monk..."

Hu Weiyong asked casually, not intending to deliberately make things difficult for this person. Judging from the results, even if the prime minister in black has not reached the level in history, the knowledge he currently has in his stomach is amazing enough.

At least there is no problem at all in dealing with problems like Hu Weiyong's.

Seeing the indifferent and desireless face of Monk Daoyan, Yao Guangxiao, Hu Weiyong felt that his teeth were sore.

Why did he encounter such a bastard with himself?

Hu Weiyong knows better than anyone that for people like Yao Guangxiao, he no longer cares about such things as fame and wealth.

In other words, this kind of person has no pursuit of material things. What he wants is the transcendence of the spiritual world and the realization of ideals.

In other words, a person like him is capable of making a big fuss even though he is willing to admit death.

For him right now, it's just that he lacks a channel and platform. Otherwise, he would have already begun to make some secret noises.

Thinking of this, Hu Weiyong suddenly became interested.

If you put it this way, it is a very interesting act in itself for "rebellious ministers and traitors" like Yao Guangxiao, who are afraid of the world's chaos, to suddenly come to "apply" for such a monk official position.

What is he planning?

Hu Weiyong knew better than anyone that this guy didn't love money or lust, and even becoming famous, a good thing that ordinary people could think about for a lifetime, was nothing to him.

This guy is just afraid of chaos in the world!
Now that this guy is in front of him, if he doesn't figure out the other person's purpose, Hu Weiyong won't be able to sleep well anyway.

After choosing a few topics again and going through them with Yao Guangxiao, Hu Weiyong nodded slightly arrogantly.

"Monk Daoyan, your learned master has already seen it."

"Compared to those of your peers, you are indeed much better." "In this way, you don't have to wait and waste time. I will directly grant you the position of monk as a reward for your outstanding performance today!"

Hu Weiyong did not do this randomly, he really had such authority.

The assessment of "monk officer" seems to require several rounds of screening, but in fact, each examiner has several places in his hand that can be directly awarded to the person he likes.

For the public, this is to recruit scholars for the country and to prevent talents from falling into decline.

Speaking privately, the Ministry of Rites took this opportunity to give some small benefits to the people in its department.

Although Hu Weiyong is not a serious member of the Ministry of Rites, since he is also involved, he naturally wants a share of the pie.

Anyway, the number of monks is not very standardized. It's just a few more. It won't affect other people at all, so naturally it doesn't matter.

But after Hu Weiyong casually offered the position of a monk, Dao Yan put his hands together and bowed slightly, even as he thanked him.

Not at all as ecstatic as expected by the little officials watching from the side.

This was simply unreasonable to these small officials. Looking at Yao Guangxiao's appearance, they clearly regarded him as a maniac who was proud of his talent.

Only Hu Weiyong knew in his heart that this man really didn't value these things.

In other words, what he values ​​​​cannot be changed by a simple monk.

But no matter how Hu Weiyong understood it, it was just his guess.

Therefore, his face turned cold and he shouted impatiently: "What?"

"Monk Daoyan, you seem to be dissatisfied with your position as a monk?"

"Or are you just here to see the excitement during your trip to Yingtian Mansion?"

Daoyan originally lowered his head and pretended to be kind, but when he heard Hu Weiyong's words, he suddenly raised his head and looked straight at Hu Weiyong like a real tiger.

The triangular eyes were originally more ferocious than gentle. At this time, they could no longer restrain themselves at all. Dao Yan, who was overflowing with ferocious energy, looked like a mad tiger, bloodthirsty, cruel, and ferocious!
Several minor officials who were originally sitting there watching the show suddenly faced such a rare and vicious person. They were stared at by the captivating eyes and stood up with a scream.

When he saw Hu Weiyong sitting there with a nonchalant expression, he sat down again, but he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

'Mother, I'm afraid this bald thief is not a good thing. Only a well-informed and determined person like Hu Xiang can intimidate him! '

'Oh, I didn't expect that I am invincible in talent, knowledge, character, and methods, but I never thought that I could not compare with the former prime minister who resigned. How sad! '

Not to mention the minor official who suffered from the secondary disease, Hu Weiyong looked at Dao Yan calmly.

As for his so-called eyes, Hu Weiyong didn't pay attention to them at all.

As someone who had dealt with elite soldiers a lot in his previous life because of his work, this kind of momentum was nothing!

If there is a battle, use me, use me to be invincible. How can a professional soldier supported by such beliefs be compared to someone with an impure mind like Dao Yan?

Daoyan didn't know what to think, he regained his previous Gujing Wubo appearance, clasped his hands together and said.

"This humble monk's trip to Yingtian is not for fame or fortune, but just to see the saint's grace!"

(End of this chapter)