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

Chapter 182 Fourth Master: The emperor is too good to me, why are you doing this?
Zhu Di looked at the fighting on the street and looked anxious: "Master, let's go up and help."

Fourth Master Zhu also observed the fighting on the street and frowned: "It's strange. This assassination looks well-prepared, but it is obviously a suicide attempt. Which force is this?"

Whoosh whoosh!
After a few rains of arrows from the imperial guards, the assassin was almost dead. But Zhu Yuanzhang was in the middle of the killing, and he was not satisfied yet, so he shouted: "Leave one alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the last remaining survivor drew his knife and committed suicide.

Fourth Master Zhu patted Zhu Di on the shoulder and waved: "Let's go, so as not to be seen by your father."

The two of them walked around to the alley behind, scratching their heads as they walked. Zhu Di was wondering who assassinated his father. Now that the secret forces in the capital have been subdued by his master, who is so bold?
What is Fourth Master Zhu thinking about Zhu Yuanzhang? An emperor is lurking next to me, what is he going to do? Ci'ao, he can't eavesdrop on my thoughts like in the novel, can he? That would be terrible, I scolded him like that before.

"Zhu Di, you didn't stop me from scolding your father before I became my teacher." He was speechless.

"How to stop me? My father won't let me say anything, otherwise I will be banned from leaving the palace." Zhu Di was helpless.

"Well, why is he by my side?" Fourth Master Zhu spread his hands, "Did he see my talent and want me to be a national master?"

Zhu Di also couldn't understand, and his brows were tangled together: "My father is relatively mean. Maybe it's only Master who doesn't treat him as an emperor and still scolds him. He enjoys being scolded?"

Fourth Master Zhu: "..."

Dusk, Qinhuai River courtyard.

"Hey, Balang, you are so kind to a bad old man like me." Fourth Master Zhu expressed his gratitude, "If it weren't for you, my old man's life would be monotonous."

"Fourth Master, didn't you ask me to take it with you? You even said that if I came in empty-handed, you would break my legs." Zhu Yuanzhang spread his hands.

How about saying that you will become Emperor Yongle in the future? You are so filial to me.

"No, no, I'll pour the wine." Fourth Master Zhu took the wine bottle, "You are a guest, how can I keep you busy?"

"Hachiro, why are you so polite?" He quickly stood up to greet him, "Come here later. Don't bring anything with you. How can you still be hungry when you come to my house?"

"Don't come here!" Zhu Yuanzhang glared, "Your life is monotonous? You kill people during the day and fly to the Yanlou at night. The emperor is not as comfortable as you are."

Was I so brave before? This was Emperor Hongwu. When the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of corpses and blood flowed for thousands of miles. In Hongwu's four major cases, countless people died under his butcher's knife.

"???" Mr. Zhu rubbed his hands.

"I promise not to tell. If you need to be beaten, I'll beat you. If you need to be slapped, I'll be slapped." Zhu Di said firmly.

With a creak, the door opened, and a familiar voice came: "Fourth Master~"

"Fourth Master, why are you so polite today? I was asked to wash dishes, sweep the floor, and bring toilet paper to you in the toilet. What have I not done for you before?" Zhu Yuanzhang rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Uh..." Mr. Zhu had a black line on his head.

He came, he came, he came with wine and food boxes. When Fourth Master Zhu saw Zhu Yuanzhang coming in happily, he forced himself to regard Zhu Yuanzhang in front of him as an ordinary Zhu Balang, but he must not let him see that he already knew his identity.

……

"Fourth Master, we have a new understanding of the killing fist today." Zhu Yuanzhang skillfully took out the food and wine and poured wine for Zhu Fourth Master, "I came here to ask you for advice."

I was so speechless. Is this guy acting again? Has he actually eavesdropped on me? Stop, stop, stop, I can't think like this, he will find out.

Fourth Master Zhu pondered for a day why Zhu Yuanzhang was by his side under a pseudonym. He recalled the time-travel novels he read in his previous life and concluded: Can Zhu Yuanzhang eavesdrop on my thoughts? Zhu Yuanzhang has an emulator?

Fourth Master Zhu: "!!!"

"I know about your father's identity, so don't tell your father Qin yet." Fourth Master Zhu sighed speechlessly, "I don't know how to face it as a teacher."

"Fourth Master, why are you so dazed?" Zhu Yuanzhang held the wine glass, "Drink."

"Drink!" Fourth Master Zhu muttered in his heart, if he could read my mind and know everything about me, how could he act so well? Then he is definitely an Oscar winner.

He thought about what happened during this period and found that Zhu Yuanzhang was indeed very kind to him. So the question is, what is he trying to do? Do you think I am older?
……

The moonlight poured down like water, and the streets paved with bluestones reflected a faint silver light.

The breeze blows gently, carrying a light floral fragrance. The lanterns hung high in the restaurant and tea shop, and the warm yellow light filtered through the window lattice, reflecting the shadowy figures. Occasionally, pedestrians returning from the night hurried past in the streets and alleys. Their footsteps echoed in the silent night air, and were quickly swallowed up by the night.

In a courtyard in the north of the city, the moonlight fell on the soft couch through the window. Wearing a pink dress, Wen'er was sitting cross-legged doing exercises, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her delicate face, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and she was biting her red lips, as if she was enduring pain.

Suddenly, she opened her beautiful eyes, and a cold light flashed in them.

She has been practicing the "Demon Cultivation Technique" here for two consecutive months, and she is still one step away from cultivating the demon in her core, but even this last step cannot be taken.

If she cannot successfully plant a demon, her "Demon Planting Technique" will not be successful.

"What should I do?" she said to herself, "should we use the second method: plant him? Find a magic matchmaker? This requires a person with extremely high cultivation level, and you have to work with him..."

She was torn and seemed unable to decide.

At this time, a white-haired old man came in, and she quickly stood up to greet him: "Master."

This white-haired old man was the Demon Lord of the previous generation. He looked at Weinger and seemed to see her confusion. He smiled and said, "Wener, I believe that you will definitely be able to cultivate the "Demon Planting Art"."

Weier nodded firmly: "Master, I won't let you down."

"My master is going back to the grassland." The old devil sighed softly, "Queen Qi recently showed her kindness to us, so I took advantage of her." "As for King Qi..." Wen'er looked worried.

"You stand with King Qi, and I stand with Queen Qi. Whichever side wins, our demon sect will all benefit." The old devil smiled.

Weier nodded slowly.

The old devil frowned slightly, pondered for a while and said, "That Fourth Master Zhu, you should try your best to be friends with him in the future."

Wen'er was stunned for a moment, very puzzled: "Why?"

The old devil had a cautious expression: "A hundred years ago, Confucian sage Wen Tianxiang instilled his lifelong skills into a child before his death. I suspect that Fourth Master Zhu is that child."

Wan'er turned pale in horror.

……

The next day, morning.

The number one scholar in the new department, the second in the ranking, and the third best, went to court to see the emperor. Zheng Shiyuan, Han Yike and Song Li arrived in front of Fengtian Hall early in the morning, very nervous.

They were far behind, not daring to move forward, and no one came to talk to them. It was a far cry from the scene of riding a horse through the streets. Here, everyone is bigger than their official.

Moreover, before the opening of colleges and universities to recruit scholars, the imperial court relied on recruiting talents. Since it is a conquest, people need to recommend it, and the person being recommended should naturally remember the recommender.

In this way, the recommended talents either belong to the Huaixi Group or the Zhedong Group. People from these two groups didn't seem to be interested in these three Xinke Yijia who came from poor families.

It was Liu Bowen who passed by, saw the three of them, and came over to say hello: "It's your first time going to court, don't be nervous."

The three people quickly bowed to Liu Bowen: "Thank you, Mr. Liu."

Liu Bowen chatted with the three people for a few words, and some people thought that he was recruiting these three people.

Soon, morning begins.

The three people who entered Fengtian Hall for the first time stood at the end and listened to the courtiers' performance. They were both novel and nervous. Even their bodies trembled when the eunuch announced their names.

The emperor decreed that Zheng Shiyuan, the number one scholar, be awarded the title of editor for the Hanlin Academy, and Han Yike and Tanhua Songli, the second number two, were awarded the title of editor for the Hanlin Academy. In fact, the work content was similar, and they were responsible for some copying and copying.

However, the three of them are looking forward to it.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the three of them and said in a deep voice: "When you enter the court, you are starting over. Don't underestimate copying. If you copy too much, you will become familiar with the court's laws, money, food, and punishments. After you leave, you will be familiar with them." , you won’t be fooled by subordinate officials.”

The three of them bowed respectfully: "I obey your decree!"

Zhu Yuanzhang thought to himself, how to make use of these new scholars? There is no need to rush this.

……

Qinhuai River courtyard.

Fourth Master Zhu is concentrating on training. He held up two huge stone lions with both hands. His strong muscles shone in the sun, and sweat gurgled along the texture of the muscles.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter like silver bells came. Mr. Zhu looked up and saw a girl in a pink dress standing lightly on the courtyard wall. She was bright and charming, with a bright smile: "Cruel old man, there is no such thing as To think you are so strong!"

Fourth Master Zhu was not distracted by the sudden appearance of the girl. He continued to lift the stone lion to exercise and responded with a smile: "Miss Huer, aren't you rumored to have been disabled?"

Wen'er flew down from the wall lightly. She raised her delicate and pink face, and her smart and charming eyes blinked: "Humph, I have started practicing again. Fourth Master, could the man in black who hurt me last time be wrong?" Is that you?"

She blinked her big eyes, with a hint of playfulness and suspicion in her tone.

Fourth Master Zhu put down the stone lion in his hand and shook his head, with a playful smile on his face: "Miss Huer, I like to stab women, but there is another way to stab them."

Hearing this, Huan'er snorted angrily: "I don't care! Anyway, I was injured, and you have to compensate me!"

She put her hands on her hips, looking unwilling to give up.

Fourth Master Zhu was curious about the purpose of this witch's sudden visit, and asked with a half-smile: "Oh? Compensation? Then I will only sleep with you. Does Miss Huer need it?"

He deliberately used a flirtatious tone to tease Weinger.

After hearing Fourth Master Zhu's words, Huan'er was not angry at all. Instead, she puffed up her considerable chest and gave him a wink: "Okay."

There was a hint of teasing and provocation in her voice.

Fourth Master Zhu felt aroused, he had never tasted this kind of loli. However, he knew that the person in front of him was a witch who liked swordsmen.

Wen'er came close to him, with a pair of bright peach blossom eyes that were extremely clear and bright: "Then I will live in your little courtyard."

"???" Mr. Zhu immediately shook his head, "No, how can a man and a woman be alone?"

"You're already asleep, do you still care about this?" Wen'er raised her eyebrows lightly.

Fourth Master Zhu was intrigued by her, but he wanted to see what tricks you, a witch, could play.

(End of this chapter)