Ming Dynasty: The ghost betrays the Confucian sage, my son Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 142 The reason why Fourth Master lives long, Zhu Yuanzhang is numb
Xuanwu Academy.

Fourth Master Zhu came from the Beggar Clan General Forum and entered the school where he saw a monk instructing Han Yike, Zheng Shiyuan and the four of them.

The demon monk Yao Guangxiao.

Why did this monk come to the academy?

The corners of Mr. Zhu's mouth were slightly raised, and a sly look flashed in his eyes. He clasped his fists towards Yao Guangxiao, pretending to be surprised and said: "Master Dao Yan is here, why didn't you tell me, so I can go and greet you personally."

Chu Xiangyu rolled her eyes.

Han Yike, Zheng Shiyuan and the others laughed.

Song Li is obviously much more well-behaved. It hasn't been long since he first arrived and he still doesn't understand the dean's style.

"Dean, Master Daoyan is more knowledgeable than you." Chu Xiangyu snorted.

Fourth Master Zhu pretended to be displeased, but then changed the topic: "In that case, why don't we invite Master Dao Yan to be the teacher of the academy?"

Dao Yan was obviously stunned.

I just came here for a visit, but I want to stay as a teacher? Is your academy too hasty?
However, it would be best if he could stay.

The person that Lao Na is interested in belongs to the academy anyway, and is the direct disciple of the dean.

"This..." He looked embarrassed and said hesitantly: "This... I am a monk after all..."

"What's wrong, monk? Dao Yan, please don't look down on yourself." Fourth Master Zhu said quickly.

Of course he knew the abilities of the monk in front of him. He was proficient in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and was also good at poetry. Later, he presided over the compilation of the "Yongle Dadian".

Such a person is naturally worthy of being a college gentleman.

"Then it's better for me to be respectful than obey my orders and stay." Yao Guang said filially.

"Great, the academy finally has another gentleman." Fourth Master Zhu was overjoyed.

Several students next to him looked at each other.

Is this it?

Why do I feel like the two people in front of me are old foxes with evil intentions?

……

The students all went to study.

Fourth Master Zhu and Yao Guangxiao were drinking tea and chatting at the teahouse in the courtyard.

"The dean looks a little tired. There is something that needs to be controlled."

"Damn it, you can see this?"

"I have studied the Zen of Joy."

"You are really not a serious monk."

"No, I have always been in the body of a boy. Only if my yang energy is not released can I live a long life."

Fourth Master Zhu has a black streak on his head.

However, he remembered that the "History of the Ming Dynasty" recorded that the monk lived for eighty-four years. In such an age, that was definitely a long life.

The two were chatting when the sound of footsteps came.

Prince Zhu Biao came over with a group of people. He did not let the eunuch announce his name because he did not want to disturb the academy.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince." Seeing Zhu Biao, Fourth Master Zhu just nodded slightly and did not stand up to greet him.

Seeing this, Yao Guangxiao quickly stood up and saluted: "The poor monk Dao Yan has met His Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhu Biao waved his entourage to retreat further, and then nodded towards Yao Guangxiao: "Master, please get up. Today I am here to ask questions from the dean as a student, so there is no need for complicated etiquette."

Fourth Master Zhu smiled and the three of them sat around the tea table.

Zhu Biao got straight to the point. He came to ask Fourth Master Zhu about how to control the river. Because the seven points mentioned by Fourth Master Zhu before include river management.

"The water of the Yellow River overflows year by year. Within three years, two breaches occurred. The problem is serious and its treatment is extremely difficult. The Yellow River is the lifeblood of the people in the world." Zhu Biao sighed helplessly, "The silver sea thrown into it is unknown. Every now and then, I never see the tranquility of the waves. I just want to find a way to completely control the river."

Yao Guangxiao thought while stroking the scroll, and said about the history of the Yuan Dynasty: "In the past, the canal was smooth and the five major water systems were connected, reaching the river mouth in the south and Datong Bridge in the north. Business and trade were flourishing for a while."

Fourth Master Zhu slowly took a sip of tea and glanced at the prince and Yao Guangxiao.

What the hell, are you all dropping your book bag in front of me? I will too.

He thought for a moment, sat up straight, his face became serious, and he spoke:
"Since ancient times, it is easy to achieve success, but it is difficult to succeed; it is easy to achieve success, but it is difficult to achieve success in the end. You must be cautious at the beginning, as you will be cautious at the end. Emperors of all dynasties all had the ambition to control rivers, but the reason why Dayu was able to succeed was because of the emperor The trust of all the people was united. Other emperors either gave up halfway, or gave up at the beginning, and wasted their wealth. Although Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty connected Yongji and Tongji two canals, he succeeded in controlling the river, but the country fell. However, during the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, The canal is the foundation. It is difficult to comment on the merits and demerits of this."

"Your Highness wants to control the river, and more than empty words can help. There are five difficulties in managing the river: personnel difficulties, direction difficulties, persistence difficulties, financial difficulties, and people's difficulties. The cost of the river is huge, and the silver is like running water. There are no waves rising. The Yellow River flows through nine provinces, each with its own dangers. River ministers expressed their opinions, as recorded in ancient books, which is right and which is wrong? River management requires the unity of the monarch and the ministers, and the unity of the government and the people. Without decades of hard work, it is difficult to achieve results. "

"Your Highness, today's Ming Dynasty does not yet have the strength to control the river. This matter needs to be dealt with slowly and not in a hurry for quick success."

He first analyzed and then drew conclusions, clearly explaining the river management in the past dynasties.

Zhu Biao and Yao Guangxiao were stunned.

"Dean, I am determined to control the river. Do you have any good ideas?" Zhu Biao asked urgently.

Fourth Master Zhu recalled in his mind the methods he had seen in his previous life, and after deducing them in his mind, he said in a deep voice:

"The Yellow River, known as the river of sorrow since ancient times, originates from the Xingxiu Sea and flows through the Loess Plateau of Shaanxi and Gansu, like a galloping horse. In a bucket of water, sand ranks sixth. After reaching Kaifeng, the terrain is flat, the water is stagnant, and the sand Siltation in rivers has caused ravages in eastern Henan, northern Anhui, southern Shandong, and northern Jiangsu.

Since the Song Dynasty, rivers have been difficult to move, and the Huanghuai River merged with the Qingjiang River and mixed into the canal, causing sediment accumulation in the canal, frequent collapse of the dams, and obstruction of water transportation. Officials of all ages have tried hard to cure the disease, but to no avail.

The Yellow River bursts every year, and river officials only know how to clear sand and remove silt, which consumes countless manpower and material resources. However, when the flood season comes, all the previous efforts are wasted, which is a pity. It clears and becomes silted up again, and siltation becomes clear again, and the cycle goes on and on. Even if it takes ten thousand years, it will be difficult to cure it. "

"Of course, I have come up with a strategy to control the river. It only has four words: control the water and attack the sand!"

After speaking, he brought a pot of tea and started to demonstrate.

……

An hour later.

Zhu Biao and Yao Guangxiao basically understood what it means to attack sand with water.

This thing was not invented by Master Zhu himself, but from the "History of the Ming Dynasty" in his previous life, a river management concept called Pan Jixun.

Later, in the Qing Dynasty, it was carried forward by Jin Fu and Chen Huang.

"It's really better than studying for ten years!" Zhu Biao exclaimed excitedly.

"I have also benefited a lot." Yao Guangxiao respectfully saluted Fourth Master Zhu with clasped fists.

Fourth Master Zhu lay on the chair and waved his hand nonchalantly, saying that you were welcome.

Afterwards, Zhu Biao stood up and left, saying respectfully: "Dean, come visit me another day."

Fourth Master Zhu waved his hand and said with a joking smile: "Don't forget the ten imperial examination places you promised me."

Zhu Biao smiled and nodded in agreement, then hurriedly left the academy and returned to the palace. He went directly to the Wenhua Hall, but found that the door was closed.

Wang Jinghong, the chief eunuch, hurriedly stepped forward to salute and reported: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is summoning guests."

"Who are you meeting?" Zhu Biao was curious.

It was unusual for the meeting to take place behind closed doors.

Wang Jinghong bowed again: "They are the four great heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain."

Zhu Biao was shocked.

I didn’t expect that the four great heavenly masters from Longhu Mountain would come to the capital together. What happened?
At this moment, inside the Wenhua Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang was sitting on the throne, and four people stood in front of him. They were the four heavenly masters led by Zhang Zhengchang, the head of Longhu Mountain.

"The Supreme Lord of Heaven, how can I have a teacher?" Zhu Yuanzhang said calmly, "Let's see, from now on you will be called real people just like Wudang Mountain." Displeasure flashed in Zhang Zhengchang's eyes, but he still bowed: "Accept the order."

"Is it because of the Prime Minister's face that you came out?" Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile, "We do need you. There is something fishy about General Chang's death. Let's do it this way. You guys can stay in Xuandu in the capital now, and I'll let the Jin Yiwei follow you. Elaborate."

"I obey." Zhang Zhengchang bowed again.

"By the way, has Master Tian returned to the mountain in the past few years?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.

"No." Zhang Zhengchang shook his head and sighed, "Maybe the Heavenly Master has ascended to immortality."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly and waved his hand.

The four heavenly masters then exited the main hall. They left the palace and went directly to Xuandu Temple.

Longhushan Qi Lingyu was waiting outside the palace. When he saw them coming out, he came forward and bowed: "Master, the Fourth Master Zhu is still in the capital and has not gone to Wudang Mountain."

"Okay, I'll meet him as a teacher another day." A cold light flashed in Zhang Zhengchang's eyes.

……

Wuying Hall, side hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang has been coming here often recently because he is anxious to know a way to get the golden needle out of Master Zhu's brain.

Mr. Li, who was wearing a purple robe, and Mr. Wei, who was wearing a green robe, bowed when they saw him coming in.

"Is there any progress recently?" Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand and asked urgently.

"Some discoveries were made." Mr. Li pondered for a moment and said, "We went to see Fourth Master Zhu quietly two days ago. We watched from a distance, of course, and we made an astonishing discovery."

"What?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked immediately.

"The fourth master Zhu is actually carrying the dragon spirit! The dragon spirit is very strong." Mr. Wei analyzed, "We guess that the place where the fourth master Zhu was buried at that time was the dragon vein. The mysterious man who dug out the fourth master Zhu , seal the brain with gold needles, and then set up a formation, with the purpose of destroying the dragon veins."

"I don't know why, but part of the dragon energy on the dragon veins entered the body of Fourth Master Zhu." Mr. Li continued, "This is also the reason why Fourth Master Zhu lives a long life."

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly realized.

I see! This is probably why our dad became stronger.

Mr. Li frowned: "This matter is more complicated now. We don't know what state Master Zhu will be in after taking out the golden needle. Will he die if the dragon energy disappears?"

Mr. Wei answered: "We still have to solve the problem from the source, that is, how did he come back to life?"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slowly.

He knew better than to rush things.

If you want to find the source, it is natural to take Fourth Master Zhu to Fengyang. Fourth Master Zhu thinks it best himself.

"You guys keep looking for a way." He said solemnly, "Let's go to Fengyang together after the autumn harvest."

"According to the order." The two nodded.

……

View of Xuandu.

Prime Minister Li Shanchang came to visit the four heavenly masters.

In the temple, there are towering ancient trees, smoke curling up, and four heavenly masters practicing in the backyard.

"Junior Li Shanchang pays homage to the Heavenly Master." Li Shanchang walked into the backyard and clasped his hands in fists.

"Prime Minister, you're welcome." Zhang Zhengchang smiled and waved.

He made tea himself, and the four of them sat around the tea table.

The teapot made a beeping sound. Zhang Zhengchang was extremely serious, and his method of making tea was quite ancient. Soon, the aroma of tea filled his nostrils.

"I'm lucky enough to have a cup of tea from the Head Heavenly Master today." Li Shan smiled.

"Prime Minister, you came to me not just for Chang Yuchun's case, right?" Zhang Zhengchang asked with a smile.

"I need you to serve the imperial court." Li Shanchang said apologetically, "I have disturbed your Qing Dynasty."

"Prime Minister, if you have anything to say, just say it." Zhang Zhengchang spread his hands and said, "There is no need to be polite between us. You once helped our Longhu Mountain and are our benefactor."

Li Shanchang slowly took a sip of tea with a smile on his face: "It's a small thing. I really don't know how to deal with a reckless man. He stole some of my property. As a scholar, I really have a reason to say that I met him. I don’t know, I suffered a lot from depression.”

"Who?" Zhang Zhenggang, another Heavenly Master on the side, snorted coldly, "Since Pindao is here, I will help you deal with it."

Li Shan laughed loudly: "Brother Zhenggang is still so outspoken."

Celestial Master Zhang Zhenggang has the hottest temper among the four Celestial Masters.

Li Shanchang spread his hands: "That man's name is Mr. Zhu!"

Zhang Zhenggang's eyes were filled with disdain: "So it's him."

After Qi Lingyu returned to Longhu Mountain, he reported to them the dispute between heaven and man, and mentioned that Fourth Master Zhu killed Yu Qingzi, the leader of the Earth Sect, with one sword.

However, Zhang Zhenggang didn't take it seriously.

……

Night, the mountain behind the academy.

Zhao Xuanzhen is holding the table with both hands, her black hair is like a waterfall, swaying rhythmically with the wind.

She bit her red lips tightly, and although she tried hard to restrain herself, she still made a seductive sound.

crunch...crunch...crunch...

The sound of the table in this late night was particularly clear.

She let out a long cry like a phoenix, and then fell softly into Master Zhu's arms. Her white forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which made her more delicate and charming.

Fourth Master Zhu held her waist tightly, lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

The breeze blows, bringing with it bursts of coolness.

Zhao Xuanzhen nestled lazily in Fourth Master Zhu's arms, closing her beautiful eyes and breathing gradually steadily.

"You were caught by me, what about Aunt Ao?" Fourth Master Zhu suddenly spoke, breaking the warm atmosphere.

Zhao Xuanzhen's beautiful eyes opened slightly, with a trace of resentment: "What? It's not enough to have me, do you still miss Ao Gu? That's right, that girl is younger than me. Ha, man!"

There was a hint of jealousy in her tone.

"Where have you been thinking of? Is I that kind of person?" Fourth Master Zhu said seriously.

Zhao Xuanzhen's mature and charming eyes were a little softer than before, and she looked at Mr. Zhu fiercely, as if to say, you old pervert, aren't you that kind of person?
Fourth Master Zhu blinked and immediately changed the subject: "You are from the Northern Yuan royal family, you should know about the Mengwu Thirteen Wings, right?"

Zhao Xuanzhen's beautiful eyes clearly flashed with surprise. She pursed her red lips tightly and seemed to be hesitating whether to answer.

Seeing this, Fourth Master Zhu tightened his arms slightly: "Okay, last time I asked you about the masters of the grassland, you deliberately concealed it."

Zhao Xuanzhen raised her head, her slightly flushed cheeks adding to her beauty: "Because I don't know, I'm just a princess, and the Thirteen Wings are a power that only the emperor can control."

"How strong are the Thirteen Wings?"

Fourth Master Zhu reached out and stroked her cool hair, "Could Chang Yuchun be killed by one of them?"

"I really don't know, I've been away for several years." Zhao Xuanzhen hugged his neck with her arms and moaned.

She lowered her head and buried herself in Master Zhu's arms, with a sharp flash in her eyes.

Thirteen wings? Of course she knows!
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