Ming Dynasty: A hundred-year-old immortal cultivator, Zhu Yuanzhang’s biological father

Chapter 33 The ferocious Taoist style of Longhu Mountain!

"Grandpa, why do you suddenly mention this?"

Zhu Xiongying was a little confused and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang. After seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's serious look, he stopped asking more questions and took a deep breath: "Grandpa, I promise you."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Okay, Xiongying, we will remember your words."

"Let's go, my grandpa and grandson San are going to find your master."

Zhu Yuanzhang rubbed the heads of Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Yunwen with each hand, and then led the way to find his master.

On the road.

Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a while and asked: "Xiongying, you just finished delivering the buns, and we saw that there are still some beggars who didn't get the buns. With so many people trying to save them, can they be saved?"

"You have received this meal, but what about the next meal? There are also those beggars who have not received their meal. Will they hate you?"

"People's hearts are complicated. If you don't get enough relief, others will abuse you and slander you. How do you deal with it?"

Zhu Xiongying's footsteps leading the way faltered and stopped in place.

Zhu Yunwen's eyes lit up, and a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

And this was what Zhu Yunwen said just now. Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to see how the eldest grandson would answer.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at him, thinking that he had stopped the eldest grandson from questioning him. Unexpectedly, the eldest grandson turned around and looked at him casually.

"Grandpa, I have now followed Master to cultivate immortality and Taoism."

"Master taught me that cultivators of immortality and Taoism should act as they please, and freedom and ease are the main thing. Regarding those beggars who hate or are grateful, why should I care about others' abuse and slander? I do my thing, even if I bear the reputation of being a hypocrite, and What can be done?"

"If I care about these reputations and the abuse of others, then in the future, will I have to consider these and settle down in a corner?"

"Grandpa, I think that if a man's pattern is limited to such a small circle, then the only things he can see are himself and the small circle around him!"

"Now that I have cultivated immortality and Taoism, coupled with my current status as the emperor's eldest grandson, I am so bright and only behind you and dad, I can do whatever I want and do whatever I want."

"I want to give them steamed buns, not because I want to gain their gratitude, but because I want to do it. Whether they appreciate it or hate it, it has nothing to do with me."

Comparing the two, your magnanimity shows itself!
Zhu Yunwen was taught by his mother, Lu, and now, although Zhu Xiongying has no mother, he has his master.

And compared to men, women are more attentive and can detect people's emotions, but the pattern is always much smaller.

Zhu Yunwen was stunned by these words.

And Zhu Yuanzhang laughed loudly: "Hahaha, good boy! Grandpa will remember these words!"

"You and your master have really taught us a good lesson. This is the vision and structure that a top man should have!"

Zhu Xiongying, who had just finished his lofty words, smiled sarcastically, scratched his head and said, "But grandpa, shouldn't we also deal with these homeless beggars?"

Zhu Yuanzhang sneered and said: "Yes, many people in the court say that there is peace in the world. Anyway, they all say so when they meet the emperor, the officials say so, and the vassal king says so. In short, in their eyes, the world is fucking peaceful!"

"The people in the capital are so hungry, what about Huaibei?"

"Damn it, there are always a bunch of idiots who hold power but don't do anything about human affairs!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was angry.

The emperor had a very bad temper, especially when it came to matters involving the people.

Zhu Yuanzhang was a courageous emperor who cared about the world. He also required the officials of the Ming Dynasty to do so. He believed that his officials should not only be honest, but also care about the people of the world like him.

If you are sitting in an official position but have nothing to do but stare at the official position below your buttocks, then the treatment given by Zhu Yuanzhang will be simple, kill him!

The officials who were dismissed, exiled, or even killed every year in the Ming Dynasty were not only responsible for corruption and fraud, but more importantly, they were officials who had done nothing to improve the livelihood of the people under their rule.

"We'll deal with it when we get back!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's cold voice came again.

Although he was talking to Zhu Xiongying, Zhu Xiongying knew that he was talking about those corrupt officials.

Zhu Xiongying stepped forward and stroked Zhu Yuanzhang's chest, and said helplessly: "Okay, grandpa, if you don't get angry anymore, let's go over there quickly."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.

The grandfather and grandson continued walking.

Soon, Ye and Sun San met the disciples of Tianyunguan.

They are many disciples of Tianyun Temple. Some refugees were surrounding them, their faces red, and they were arguing with the disciples of Tianyunguan.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly: "What's going on?"

Zhu Xiongying shook his head in confusion. He asked someone to ask, and finally learned the cause and effect.

It turned out that Tianyunguan was expanding its Taoist temple and had insufficient manpower. It needed to find dozens of people to do the work, so Tianyunguan asked its disciples to find dozens of refugees.

Paying them wages to work can be regarded as saving some refugees.

The refugees gathered around after hearing this. They all said that they could do it themselves, but if they were not chosen, they would start making trouble.

"It's difficult to handle."

Zhu Yuanzhang exhaled a foul breath.

If Tianyunguan couldn't handle it, he was going to let Jin Yiwei take action.

This immortal is the master of Tianyun Temple. He not only saved his wife and grandson, but also established a good concept for his grandson.

If you have any trouble, he will help! .
….….…….….….
As the refugees gradually poured in,

Hundreds of people have gathered here, and the scene is chaotic.

The person in charge of finding work for the refugees at Tianyunguan cannot control the situation at all. If it continues to evolve, the situation will become increasingly chaotic.

It is obvious that the master of his own house is doing good things, but if he does not control it well, he is afraid that it will provoke a popular uprising and get the government to punish him.

The person in charge of Tianyun Temple was very worried.

In the distance, Zhang Yishi, in a white robe, hid his hands in his sleeves, squinted his eyes, and was walking towards here step by step. His gentle face was only calm compared to the anxious face of the person in charge of Tianyunguan.

There was even a hint of a smile, a smile that never faded.

now.

The scene was a bit noisy and the people were disorganized.

"The master of my temple has said that he will only accept a few dozen people. If it is full, please go back and go find the government."

The person in charge of Tianyun Temple roared.

"We came here early, why did you take them in but not us?"

"That's right! Are we not human? One more person means one more mouth. Your Tianyun Temple is so rich and famous, why do you accept dozens of people?"

"Yeah, we can work too, we can all work."

Someone in the crowd shouted back.

Before the person in charge of Tianyunguan opened his mouth, he saw Zhang Yishi arriving and his face lit up: "Uncle Master."

Zhang Yishi squinted his eyes and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work. The Heavenly Master asked me to take charge of this matter."

After that, Zhang Yishi walked up to the man who took the lead in shouting.

He still had one hand hidden in his sleeve, and the other hand suddenly shot out, grabbed the man's arm, and squeezed it hard.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking suddenly sounded, and the noisy crowd of more than a few hundred people fell silent for an instant.

Zhang Yishi still had a smile on his face, smiled gently, and looked at the man in the lead: "Do you have anything else to say?"

The man moved his mouth.

Before he could say anything, Zhang Yishi followed suit and quickly grabbed his other arm.

Click!

There was another sound of bones breaking.

A heartbreaking roar suddenly came from the man's mouth.

"now what?"

Zhang Yishi asked with a smile again.

(End of this chapter)