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

Chapter 167: Zhu Yuanzhang carried Zhu Yuanzhang on his back and knocked down the ministers with one punch

When Zhu Yuanzhang returned to the palace from the Qinhuai River Courtyard, he went directly to the side hall of Wuying Hall. Mr. Li in purple and Mr. Wei in green were practicing kung fu. When they saw Zhu Yuanzhang coming in, they immediately stopped and bowed: "See your majesty."

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand slightly to show off, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "We went to see Master Xinzhai today. He told us about the sequel. The most important thing is that Ruzang is about to appear, and he wants us to be prepared. , we must get the Ruzang."

"What?" Mr. Li and Mr. Wei were both shocked.

"Ninety years!" Zhu Yuanzhang clasped his hands and bowed to the sky. "Back then, Prime Minister Wen left behind Confucianism, Taoism, Wushu, Bingzang, and Shangzang, just for future generations to regain the Han family and stabilize the Han family."

Mr. Li took a deep breath and said with emotion: "Yes, without Prime Minister Wen, the Central Plains would still be plunged into darkness."

It turns out that a hundred years ago, Wen Tianxiang, the prime minister of the Song Dynasty, used the power of a semi-Confucian sage to deduce the fate of the Song Dynasty. The result was that the fate of the Song Dynasty was exhausted, the steppe Tatars would dominate the world, and the Central Plains would fall into darkness for three hundred years. At that time, the Han people will become untouchables, their lives will be like straw, and everything that has been passed down by the Han family for thousands of years will be destroyed.

For the sake of the Han family, Wen Tianxiang went against nature and forced himself into the realm of Confucian saints, infusing the grassland luck into the Central Plains and shortening the reign of the former Yuan Dynasty. Moreover, he also left behind Confucianism, Taoism, Wushu, Bingzang, and Shangzang to help future generations revive the Han family.

"If you get the Confucian Zang, you can get the world's cultural heritage, and there is even an opportunity left by Prime Minister Wen to become a Confucian sage." Zhu Yuanzhang said solemnly, "And the Confucian Zang is located in Yingtian City, so God is helping me. "

"Your Majesty, we cannot take it lightly. Confucian Zang is here, and it is estimated that all forces will come." Mr. Li frowned.

"I pay my respects to Fourth Master." Master Xinzhai bowed, which was equivalent to admitting that he was younger than Fourth Master Zhu.

"There is news from the Ministry of Rites that envoys have been sent from the Western Regions and Japan." Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly, "They must be coming for Confucianism and Tibet. Hmph, these foreigners dare to come and get their hands on the treasures of my Han family? What a wishful thinking!"

It's fun to gather students' wool. When there are more students in the academy, the practice will be faster. All I need to do is drink tea.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were cold: "Are you ready with everything we need for our breakthrough?"

The breeze was blowing gently, and the three of them sat around drinking tea, the atmosphere was peaceful and distant.

Fourth Master Zhu stood up, looked up and down, and was secretly shocked. The old monk stood there, his true energy naturally overflowing. This feeling is like the magic spring in the previous life game. The old monk is the magic spring, which is full to the point of overflowing.

He took a sip of fragrant tea, with a satisfied look on his face.

"Master, is your Huangjue Temple now a royal temple, inaccessible to ordinary people?" Fourth Master Zhu asked with a smile.

"Master, please sit down." Mr. Zhu made a gesture of invitation.

"Dean, we have guests arriving." Yao Guangxiao's voice came.

"This is Lao Na's master, Master Xinzhai of Huangjue Temple." Yao Guangxiao introduced.

……

He walked over holding an old monk in his arms. The old monk's white beard fell down to his chest, but his face was rosy and his clear eyes were particularly gentle, exuding kindness and wisdom. .

The Tsing Yi Lao Wei who had been silent said: "Your Majesty, it seems that you need to break through your own strength. In order to deal with the coming chaos, we certainly cannot always protect your Majesty. Your Majesty, you at least need to be able to protect yourself. "

Fourth Master Zhu sat quietly under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, listening to the crisp sound of reading coming from the school. The heavenly book of destiny in his body is looming, flowing with awe-inspiring energy, nourishing his limbs and bones.

"Buddhism is vast and can save all living beings. The door of Huangjue Temple is always open to everyone." Master Xinzhai smiled warmly.

A smile appeared on Zhu Yuanzhang's lips, looking forward to it.

Xuanwu Academy.

The three of them took their seats, and Yao Guangxiao, the youngest, took the initiative to make tea. Master Zhu did not expect that this demon monk also had a master, and he was also the master of Xinzhai in Huangjue Temple. Wouldn't he be from the same sect as Zhu Chongba? This Huangjue Temple is amazing and has talented people.

"Monk, who is older, you or me?" Fourth Master Zhu asked in a somewhat joking tone.

Mr. Li nodded: "We are ready. Your Majesty, you have been practicing recently and your body is in the best condition. Everything is just right."

Master Xinzhai took a sip of fragrant tea, turned his eyes to Fourth Master Zhu, and said slowly: "I came here this time to ask Fourth Master for something."

Fourth Master Zhu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then asked: "Oh? Master, is there anything you need my help with?"

Master Xinzhai pondered for a moment, then slowly uttered two words: "Ru Zang."

Fourth Master Zhu was confused: "What is this?"

Master Xinzhai smiled slightly and signaled Yao Guangxiao to answer the mystery of Confucianism and Tibet for Master Zhu Fourth. Yao Guangxiao then explained the origin and importance of Confucianism and Tibet.

After hearing this, Fourth Master Zhu was stunned: "What? Wen Tianxiang is a Confucian sage? Why did he turn from Confucianism to hegemony and shorten the reign of Zuo in the Yuan Dynasty by two hundred years? Old Yao, aren't you a storyteller?"

Yao Guangxiao and Master Xinzhai both looked at him with firm eyes.

Fourth Master Zhu frowned.

He recalled some of the things that happened when he traveled to this Ming Dynasty. Some of them were really incredible. He could only understand that this was the Ming Dynasty in another time and space.

Having read many online novels in his previous life, he accepted them relatively quickly. He looked at Master Xinzhai and asked in a deep voice: "So, Master wants me to help capture Confucianism?"

Master Xinzhai nodded and said sincerely: "That's right. Confucianism and Tibet are related to the ownership of the world's cultural heritage, and this belongs to the Central Plains. As one of the heroes of the Central Plains, Fourth Master naturally does his part."

"According to what you said, Confucianism is in Yingtian City. It would be easy for Zhu Yuanzhang to get it, right? This is his territory." Fourth Master Zhu spread his hands.

Yao Guangxiao quickly shook his head: "Fourth Master, you have been in the academy these days, haven't you? The Western Regions and Japan have sent envoys here, they must be coming for Confucianism and Tibet. Also, the Thirteen Wings of Mengwu, the Demon Sect People are coming to Beijing, even from Korea."

Fourth Master Zhu frowned.

The capital is going to be so lively, and my sword is thirsty again.

"Fourth Master, this matter is also good for you." Master Xinzhai said, "There may be an opportunity left by Prime Minister Wen in the Confucian Tibet to become a Confucian sage."

"I'm here for the Ming Dynasty! I don't care whether you are a Confucian or a Confucian sage." Fourth Master Zhu waved his hand.

The corner of Yao Guangxiao's mouth twitched, I believe you are a ghost! When did you, Fourth Master Zhu, ever make a loss-making business?

……

Imperial Palace, Fengtian Hall.

The ministers looked at each other with disbelief written on their faces. Just now, Wang Jinghong, the chief eunuch, came to deliver shocking news: The emperor will not attend court early today.

This is simply unbelievable.

Because Emperor Hongwu went to court early even when he was ill, last year the emperor was only able to rest during the Spring Festival and Wanshou Festival. Under such circumstances, what kind of event could cause the emperor to withdraw from court for two days in a row?

Discussions arose one after another in the Fengtian Hall, and the ministers anxiously speculated on the emperor's condition. Prime Minister Li Shanchang frowned, and he directly asked Wang Jinghong about the emperor's safety. However, Wang Jinghong was vague and did not give a clear answer. The Grand Governor Li Wenzhong could not restrain his worries and proposed to visit the emperor, but was politely dissuaded by Wang Jinghong.

At this time, the side hall of Wuying Hall was located.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and a practice room was shattered by zhenqi. A man walked out of it. It was Zhu Yuanzhang. He was tall and tall, with his bare upper body and muscles all over his body. He was extremely explosive and made people rush towards him. Feeling of oppression.

"It's done!" Zhu Yuanzhang was overjoyed, "Now I feel like I can kill a cow with one punch."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty." Mr. Li and Mr. Wei paid their respects together.

"Thanks to the elixir you refined." Master Zhu's eyes flashed with light.

"If it weren't for the Royal Pharmacy, we wouldn't be able to get those Zhenqi herbs together." Mr. Li said excitedly, "Next, Your Majesty, you just need to practice the killing fist taught to you by Fourth Master Zhu to completely refine and absorb the power of the elixir. , your martial arts cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."

"We are looking forward to it too." Zhu Yuanzhang clenched his fists.

He left Wuying Palace and hurried to Kunning Palace to report the good news to Queen Ma.

……

The next day, morning.

Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang finally came to the morning court. After attending the court, the ministers always felt that the emperor was different. He was much stronger, more energetic, and seemed to be completely transformed.

At this time, Yang Xian stepped out of the queue, saluted respectfully to the emperor, and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, I want to impeach Li Shanchang, the Prime Minister of Zhongshu Province. The imperial examination is approaching, and as the chief official of this imperial examination, he has not yet Without any positive measures, the students who came to Beijing in advance would have no place to stay and even end up living on the streets."

When Li Shanchang heard this, he frowned slightly and retorted coldly: "Master Yang, does the court even have to take care of the students' eating, drinking, and drinking?"

"Hmph, Prime Minister, what you said is wrong!" Yang Xian said sternly without showing any signs of weakness, "This imperial examination is the first time that the Ming Dynasty opened a subject to obtain scholars, which is of great significance. Scholars all over the world are paying attention to the imperial court and paying attention to The emperor’s sage. As the chief official, you are so lazy and contemptuous. What’s the reason?”

Li Shanchang was speechless and turned pale by Yang Xian's sharp words.

At this time, Hu Weiyong stood up to help Li Shanchang and said: "Master Yang, the imperial examination is the responsibility of the Hanlin Academy. It should be the Hanlin Academy that you want to impeach, right?"

Yang Xian's face darkened, he glared at Hu Weiyong and said: "The Prime Minister is the chief official of the imperial examination! How can we shirk responsibility? Could it be that the Prime Minister wants to be the mentor of the scholars in this imperial examination, but also wants to shirk responsibility and ignore the affairs?"

His words were sharp and sharp, not leaving any face to Li Shanchang.

Upon seeing this, the ministers who supported Li Shanchang stood up and scolded Yang Xian. For a time, the Fengtian Hall was noisy and chaotic, just like the quarrels of people in the market.

"shut up!"

Zhu Yuanzhang roared angrily, like thunder, and punched down suddenly. The dragon robe instantly burst open, revealing the iron-hard muscles inside.

The violent and surging fist energy spread like real substance, and the ministers felt an unparalleled force coming. The entire hall was shaking under this force. They couldn't stand at all, and fell to the ground one after another, embarrassed. Unbearable.

In a panic, they looked up and saw the emperor Zhu Yuanzhang standing in front of the throne like a god of war descending. His fists seemed to flash with golden light, and the muscles on his body were tightly twisted together to form deep muscles. Deep ravines exude explosive power.

(End of this chapter)