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

Chapter 166 Zhu Yuanzhang: Conspiracy! Zhu Chongjiu is our substitute
Academy school.

Fourth Master Zhu left Zhu Yong behind and wanted to talk to him alone. Everyone else went out.

Zhu Yong also calmed down. After he came to Beijing, he heard the legend of Fourth Master Zhu. The leader of the Beggar Clan, he controlled the underworld in the capital. He was highly skilled in martial arts and liked to carry his six-foot-long knife to kill people in the street.

He was both afraid and admired, thinking that he could also become a tycoon like Fourth Master Zhu.

"Come, drink some water, don't be nervous." Master Zhu handed Zhu Yong a glass of water with a smile, and said in a kind tone, "Although the academy provides free food and accommodation, we need to understand the background of the students. We mainly cater to the poor. For students, we must ensure that resources can actually be used for those who need them, and don’t let those rich kids take advantage of the loopholes.”

Zhu Yong nodded and expressed his understanding: "Dean, you can ask."

"Tell me about your family situation." Fourth Master Zhu smiled and asked, spreading his hands.

Zhu Yong pondered for a moment and began to slowly talk about his past. His account is almost the same as what Mr. Zhu heard from Uncle Liu in Dongxiang, Fengyang.

His father, Zhu Chongjiu, left home shortly after his birth and has not been heard from since. He and his mother grew up dependent on each other. However, when he was ten years old, his mother also passed away due to illness, leaving him alone in this world.

"So, you have almost no impression of your father?" Fourth Master Zhu asked.

And Master Xinzhai also has a mission. Their Huangjue Temple, then called Yuhuang Temple, was part of Prime Minister Wen's plan for many years, in order to wait until the true emperor appeared.

Master Xinzhai nodded and smiled. As soon as Abbot Faheng walked into the back hall, Daming in the front hall was pushed away, and Zhu Yuanzhang hurried in: "Master, why didn't you notify us when you came? Let's send someone to pick you up. "

It turns out that Huangjue Temple adopted two children, one named Zhu Chongba and the other named Zhu Chongjiu. Both of them were born at the right moment and were blessed with great luck.

Abbot Faheng smiled and said: "He is here to see you, I will stay out of the way."

A faint blush appeared on her charming face, which was so beautiful that it made people enchanted.

Today Abbot Faheng is entertaining Master Xinzhai from Fengyang Huangjue Temple. The back mountain monastery is guarded by warrior monks who protect the temple, and outsiders are not allowed to approach. This is extremely rare for Lingyin Temple.

"You've become an emperor, and you're still so frivolous?" Master Xinzhai glared at Zhu Yuanzhang.

Both of them took a sip of tea slowly, looking sad.

Even Yao Guangxiao was blocked from the courtyard, even though he came to pay homage to his master, Master Xin Zhai. Master Xinzhai was the previous abbot of Huangjue Temple. Legend has it that when Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang went to Huangjue Temple to become a monk, it was Master Xinzhai who personally ordained him.

"Absolutely, your mother would believe such a ridiculous reason." Fourth Master Zhu was speechless.

"To be sure! There were no luck masters in Qianyuan at that time." Master Xinzhai sighed helplessly.

He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang in front of him with a lot of emotion. He was still a child when he entered Huangjue Temple.

Fourth Master Zhu patted him on the shoulder.

"Someone came to see me recently." Master Xinzhai frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "He brought news about the child."

"What?" Abbot Faheng was shocked when he heard this, "Could it be that he is still alive?"

"My mother said that my father was the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha, and he suddenly became enlightened and wanted to go out and do something big." Zhu Yong snorted, "My father must have deceived my mother."

"Yes, he left home when I was born." A trace of pain flashed in Zhu Yong's eyes, "I have always heard my mother talk about my father. She said that my father is a great hero and a man who stands upright."

Fa Heng gave a wry smile and asked, "I heard that you liked that child more back then?"

"Yes, Prime Minister Wen also split the luck into two parts and injected it into the Central Plains, and it will eventually fall on the two children who were born at the right time." Fa Heng frowned, looking confused, "Why did it split into two in the first place?"

This is how mothers all over the world fool their sons.

Master Shinzhai smiled and nodded: "Yes, he is more lively than Chongpachi."

……

"Your Majesty has arrived~" came the announcement.

"That person didn't say anything." Master Xinzhai looked worried, "I just hope that child will not become the cause of troubled times."

"Master, we haven't seen you for a long time." Zhu Yuanzhang walked to Master Xinzhai, "You have to stay longer this time."

"The king doesn't see the king." Master Xinzhai shook his head slightly.

"The two of them have never met?" Fa Heng asked again.

The Oiran Feiyan is like a delicate flower, gently nestling in the broad chest of Master Zhu. Her hair was slightly messy, but it was even more charming, and her fair and translucent skin was slightly covered with fine beads of sweat, like petals moistened by morning dew, giving off an alluring luster.

"Later, people in the village said that my father died outside." Zhu Yong sighed, "Actually, I am not sad, but my mother has suffered for me all her life, and I must make a difference and earn a first-class title for my mother. "

At this moment, in the Zen courtyard, Abbot Faheng and Master Xinzhai were sitting across from each other, drinking tea, and the fragrance of tea was lingering.

In the room on the top floor of Feiyan Tower, the atmosphere is charming and warm.

"Without Prime Minister Wen, we would have been ruled by aliens for another two hundred years." Master Xinzhai's eyes flashed with light, "Back then, Prime Minister Wen was a genius. Originally, he could enter the realm of Confucian saints and achieve immortality in the world. In the end, for the Han family Jiangshan, he turned from Confucianism to hegemony, forcibly destroyed the fortune of the former Yuan Dynasty, and shortened the life span of the former Yuan Dynasty by two hundred years, so the former Yuan Dynasty only had less than a hundred years of Guozuo."

Prime Minister Wen not only shortened the national destiny of the Yuan Dynasty, but also left behind five great treasures. It is said that the opportunity to become a Confucian saint is hidden in it.

Fourth Master Zhu held his forehead.

"Then where is he now?" Abbot Faheng asked eagerly.

……

"If Prime Minister Wen has a spirit in heaven, I don't know how he would view today's situation." Abbot Faheng said with emotion.

This boy is quite ambitious. He will observe and observe first. He is already by my side, so he is not in a hurry to recognize him.

Lingyin Temple, Back Mountain Zen Temple.

"Okay, okay." Master Xinzhai nodded kindly.

"That child has extraordinary luck, and he is not someone who is prone to die young." Master Xinzhai sighed, "It's just that his existence is a blessing or a curse for the world that has just returned to peace. , it’s hard to predict.”

"Fourth Master, you haven't been here for a while." Feiyan raised her eyes, her charming eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness. Her slender fingers gently drew circles on Fourth Master Zhu's chest.

"You parents and princesses are so annoying." Fourth Master Zhu felt the soft body in his arms and hugged her flexible waist.

After being gentle for a while, he sat up. He had to go back to the back mountain of the academy today.

Feiyan was reluctant to leave, sitting on the soft couch, her eyes were slightly drooped, her black hair was like a waterfall, scattered messily on her fair skin, and there were many red marks on it, which were the marks that had just been tormented by Fourth Master Zhu. Like blooming red plums, blooming on her jade-like skin.

Fourth Master Zhu pinched her face, turned around and walked out the door. The breeze was blowing, and he leaned on the railing to see that the capital of the Ming Dynasty was getting more and more lively.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure among the crowd on the street. He rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe that this person also came to the capital.

He flew down from the stairs and chased the man. But there were too many people on the street. He chased for a few steps and lost sight of the man.

"Mr. Guan, why did he come to the capital?" Mr. Zhu said to himself, "He came for Zhu Yong?" Thinking of this, he hurried back to the academy.

……

Lu Mansion, backyard.

Mrs. Lu went out today, and her female teacher, Master Qingyu, was the only one in the backyard. Qing Yu also dismissed the maids in the mansion, and was alone in the pavilion in the courtyard.

Swish!
A black robe flew down in the pavilion. It was Aogu. She bowed to Wu Yu and said, "Queen Wu, there is news from the grassland that Li Chenggui, the commander-in-chief of the Goryeo Right Army, has sent people to the Ming Dynasty. Maybe he wants to unite with the Ming Dynasty. Attack my Dayuan."

"Li Chenggui?" Wu Yu frowned, "You are so ambitious."

"Yes, this person will rebel in Goryeo sooner or later." Ao Gu frowned coldly.

"What do you mean? You want us to kill Li Chenggui's envoy?" Wu Yu asked.

"That's what King Qi means." Ao Gu nodded, "He said that the person he sent has a very high level of martial arts and we need to take action."

"Okay!" Wu Yu nodded, "If you find that person, I will take action."

She waved her hand and Ao Gu flew away.

Except for Fourth Master Zhu, she disdains all the masters in the world. During the recent period of time in this courtyard, she quietly recalled her fight with Fourth Master Zhu, which reminded her of a person, a person who made her feel fear and despair.

That man was Wen Tianxiang a hundred years ago. He single-handedly challenged the Thirteen Mengwu Wings, and he killed nine of the second generation Mengwu Thirteen Wings. If not for the joint efforts of the National Preceptor and the Great Shaman at that time, Kublai Khan would have been killed. Khan may have been assassinated by him.

"Is there another Confucian sage from the Central Plains?" Wu Yu said to himself.

She witnessed how terrifying it was when Wen Tianxiang turned from Confucianism to hegemony, forcibly shortening Dayuan's national destiny.

……

Qinhuaihe Street.

Zhu Yong came out of the academy. He wanted to buy two new robes and go back. Then he would study hard and strive for the imperial examination for high school next year. Originally, he didn't have that much money to buy robes, but Xuanwu Academy provided food and accommodation, which made him a little more wealthy.

"Are you Zhu Yong?" A middle-aged Confucian scholar blocked him.

"You...are you?" Zhu Yong looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar who suddenly appeared with some confusion.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar introduced himself with a smile: "I am your father's sworn brother. You can call me Mr. Guan."

"My...father?" Zhu Yong was stunned for a moment, with many memories flooding into his heart.

Mr. Guan put his arm on Zhu Yong's shoulders cordially and continued: "Your father's name is Zhu Chongjiu. Do you think he is dead? In fact, he is not dead. He is a big shot now. He specially asked me to pick you up and enjoy your happiness."

However, Zhu Yong was not as happy as Mr. Guan expected. Instead, his face darkened, he shook Mr. Guan's hand away and roared: "I don't have a father, you go away."

His voice echoed in the street, attracting side glances from passers-by.

Mr. Guan: “???”

He wanted to continue to persuade, but Zhu Yong roared at him: "Go away! Tell him, I have no father, I only have my mother. Humph, you are coming to me now? Why have you been here earlier? You know that we have been here all these years How did it go?"

Mr. Guan was a little confused by his reaction and tried to explain: "Your father wants to find you, but he is really... too far away... He..."

"Humph, what's the reason?" Zhu Yong's face was as cold as ice, "Go away, don't bother me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away, leaving Mr. Guan alone in a daze.

Mr. Guan looked at his back, scratched his head, and said to himself: "Chongjiu, this is a bit difficult to handle."

The reason why he found the capital was because he later returned to Fengyang's Dongcun Village to find Uncle Liu. After questioning him in detail, he also asked Fourth Master Zhu about Zhu Chongjiu's burial of his father.

"Why is this old man asking Chongjiu about his father?" Mr. Guan was confused.

After he entered the capital, he checked on Fourth Master Zhu and was surprised to find that he was so powerful in the capital. What was strange was that Zhu Yong also entered the Xuanwu Academy he founded.

In order to find out, he decided not to take Zhu Yong away by force for the time being.

……

Twilight Quadruple.

Fourth Master Zhu returned to the Qinhuai River Courtyard, because today Zhao Xuanzhen was taken by Queen Ma from the back mountain of the academy to the palace as a guest. Although the eldest princess of the Northern Yuan Dynasty was a prisoner, her status was noble and extraordinary. Empress Ma's move represents the magnanimity and courtesy of the Ming Dynasty, and she is expected to stay in the palace for several days.

"Fourth Master." Zhu Yuanzhang pushed open the door of the small courtyard, and hearty laughter rang out, "Haha, when I saw the lanterns lighting up in the courtyard, I knew you must be there."

"You're here just in time, let's have a few drinks." Fourth Master Zhu greeted warmly.

The two immediately sat across from each other and slowly sipped the wine.

After three glasses of wine, Fourth Master Zhu's eyes flashed with excitement: "Eight Lang, I have good news to tell you. I have found my grandson."

Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked when he heard this and almost dropped the wine glass in his hand. He asked eagerly: "Your grandson? Is he the one you mentioned before...Zhu Yong?"

"That's right!" Fourth Master Zhu nodded and confirmed, his excitement palpable. "What's more, he actually joined my academy. I plan to train him well, after all, he is my grandson."

After Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he had something to say but swallowed it back. Finally, he slammed the table: "Fourth Master, are you too impatient? You haven't figured out anything yet, so you just recognized your grandson so hastily?"

"I have an intuition that he should be my grandson." Fourth Master Zhu took a sip of wine and said firmly, "Although the life or death of my son Zhu Chongjiu is uncertain, it is a blessing to have a grandson Cheng Huan."

Zhu Yuanzhang was speechless and choked.

What, are we a substitute? Our Zhu Chongba is your son, not that Zhu Chongjiu. Also Zhu Chongjiu, as soon as he heard the name, he knew it was a fake.

That's our substitute!

He listened to Master Xinzhai talking about some things at Lingyin Temple today, and he still secretly couldn't believe it at this moment. He took a deep breath and solemnly admonished: "Fourth Master, this matter needs to be carefully considered."

"I know how to be cautious, so I haven't told Zhu Yong yet." Fourth Master Zhu spread his hands, "There's no rush anyway, just take your time, everyone is by my side."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and drank two glasses of wine.

Fourth Master Zhu looked at him and asked speechlessly: "What's going on? Are you still not happy? Didn't you urge me to go to Fengyang in the first place? To find out my life experience."

Zhu Yuanzhang: "!!!"

We really shot ourselves in the foot.

(End of this chapter)