Zhang Sanfeng was furious, and the consequences were very serious.

But Xiao Fan didn't expect that after a long time of persuasion, the master of the master actually touched his pain. The facts proved that although Zhang Sanfeng was 150 years old, he still had a young heart. This heart was very versatile and took it as his responsibility to accept the master of the world.

This old man may have a very simple spouse view. He stubbornly believed that the crooked pot can only be equipped with a tilted pot lid, the master is a Taoist priest, and the nun is a monk, so he cannot cross the line. If crossing the line, it will touch his psychological bottom line.

"I swear to kill this bald donkey!" Zhang Sanfeng gritted his teeth, his eyes wide open red.

After saying that, he pushed open the door and strode out.

Xiao Fan looked at Zhang Sanfeng's figure and suddenly rushed out of the door and shouted: "Master, go and go back quickly. I'll find you a beautiful and honest teacher. Take off all your clothes and wait for you on the bed..."

Zhang Sanfeng didn't look back: "No need to take off all your clothes, just wear Taoist robe, I'm good at this..."

The sound has fallen far away.

Xiao Fan suddenly realized that the old god likes to tempt the uniform...

It was not until Zhang Sanfeng disappeared that Xiao Fan sat down happily, and raised his legs with a very comfortable expression.

He felt a little proud now. He didn't expect that ancient people were so easy to fool. Zhang Sanfeng even said a few words that even idiots could tell that they were making trouble and provoking disagreements. Could it be that his Alzheimer's disease is getting worse and worse?

In any case, Zhang Sanfeng has now assassinated Daoyan with murderous aura. With Zhang Sanfeng's superb martial arts, killing Zhu Di may be a bit difficult, and killing Daoyan should not be a problem.

Xiao Fan knew that Zhang Sanfeng took action and Daoyan's death was coming.

If Daoyan died, it would be like cutting off Zhu Di's most important arm. Others may not think it, but Xiao Fan knew very well how much this seemingly inconspicuous monk played in the history of the early Ming Dynasty. To be honest, the Ming Dynasty was changed by him.

Now, it is Xiao Fan's turn to change history. He does not allow a despicable person who robs his nephew of the throne to take up the position of emperor, nor does he allow the monk who bullies his woman to live safely and live safely until his death.

Anyone has to pay the price for anything he does, and monks are no exception!

There were tiny footsteps outside the door, and Taixu's vicissitudes of face appeared in Xiao Fan's eyes. This face always looked so vulgar.

The vulgar face was showing a flattering smile: "Advisor..."

"what?"

"I also want the master. My taste is not as heavy as my senior brother. It doesn't matter whether I take off my naked body or not. The important thing is that she is waiting for me in bed..."

Xiao Fan looked at him with his eyes squinted: "Are you weak now?"

"The dragon spirit is fierce!"

Xiao Fan snorted heavily: "If you want you to help you to rush to the left and right, you are very quick to rob the master. No one can eat without any effort. Have you ever heard this? Master, you have to learn more from Master. Look how cheerful he is, and you agree without saying a word. Master, you can only look up to him in his attitude towards life, so the last emperor confers him a micro-expression of real people, listen, real people! Master, where are you?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"You haven't even gotten into a fake person, are you ashamed?" Xiao Fan's expression was very angry.

Taixu sneered, "Little bastard, do you really treat my brother as a fool? Do you think your bad sorrows have stimulated my brother to go to the Yanwang Mansion of Peking to kill someone? Although my brother is old, he is not old and confused. We are people who practice Taoism. Killing one person will commit more sins. If you violate Tianhe, you will be retribution after all. Do you think my brother is an idiot? If you are sorrowful, you will help you kill someone?"

Xiao Fan was stunned. Now he realized that Zhang Sanfeng had agreed to help him kill someone too happily? Zhang Sanfeng was a little funny, but he wasn't so brainless, right?

"Master, what do you mean by saying this?"

The embarrassing expression gradually disappeared, and replaced by a solemn piece.

After a long silence, Taixu sighed in a low voice: "This is all fate... Senior brother and I are both proficient in astrology. I believe he also saw that the Shapolang Star Grid indicates that there will be a major change in the north. Three stars gather, the world will change its masters, and the creatures will be miserable. However, your vision of breaking through the Shapolang Star Grid made him surprised. To be honest, my senior brother and I can't see through your origin. The change of masters in the world is the will of heaven, but your appearance makes us more and more confused and feel that the will of heaven is unpredictable. Is your existence arranged by God or an accident..."

Xiao Fan frowned and smacked his lips and said, "Why am I very distorted when I hear this? What you mean is that I shouldn't have appeared, but I still appeared, like a product after a failure of contraception? And the only meaning of my product being alive is to mess with God's situation? Its function is similar to a shit-smuggling stick?"

Taixu thought about it, and after a while, he finally nodded and said, "Your metaphor is very appropriate..."

Xiao Fan: “…………”

"... Senior brother is a kind-hearted person. Regardless of your appearance or not, he will decide to help you at the right time, because he does not want to see the future life, and the miserable will be everywhere. After all, a person's power is limited. With the help of senior brother, you will become more and more capable of causing trouble. People in the world may be able to avoid this military disaster."

Xiao Fan suddenly realized: "Oh——"

"Now you understand?"

Xiao Fan shook his head: "I don't understand, you're too fantasy."

Taixu said qiyly: "I don't understand what you are?"

"Master, you recognize me as an apprentice. Is this the reason? What is hidden under your vulgar appearance is actually a heart that compassionates the people? So you have been lying in Jiangpu for me until now?"

Taixu sighed sadly: "I find it difficult to say a human word in your mouth... I don't have the compassionate hearts of senior brothers. I am just simply interested in your vision of breaking through the Wolf Star Array. I follow you and want to see how you mess up this situation. By the way, find a sucker to support me..."

"You are such a frank old man. That means you are purely a soy sauce party, only watching and not mixing up?"

"Of course, I mainly want to find a sucker to support my old age. It is not easy to find a simple sucker like you these days. Since I have found it, don't let it go easily. It sticks to it like a snot, and it can't even be shaken off..."

Two days later, the Yan Prince Mansion of Beiping, which was chaotic by Xiao Fan, had already returned to peace.

However, King Yan Zhu Di suffered another loss in Xiao Fan's hands. This fact made him feel depressed and difficult to ejaculate. He couldn't figure out the secret of the plan to kill Xiao Fan. How did Xiao Fan know? Could it be that his Jinyiwei is so powerful that his spies from Jinyiwei have been laid in the royal palace?

"Prince, since Xiao Fan has escaped, there is no need to think about it anymore. Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs..."

Zhu Di sighed: "It is reasonable to have victory and defeat. The problem is that the battle between me and Xiao Fan has always been defeated but not defeated, which is very unusual..."

Daoyan: “…………”

Zhu Di turned his head to look at Daoyan, and a shadow was covered in his eyes: "Sir, is this Xiao Fan really my nemesis? Or, God is destined to be unable to take Zhu Yunwen and replace him? This is God's will..."

Looking at Zhu Di's depressed look, Daoyan felt very uncomfortable.

His lifelong wish was to assist Zhu Di in rebellion and ascend to the throne of the Dragon Court to prove the value of his own existence and prove that his talents are comparable to Guan Zhong and Kong Ming, and are worthy of being remembered forever.

However, at this moment, the wise master in his heart was discouraged when he encountered a little setback, which made Daoyan very angry.

Zhu Di sighed, hesitated for a while, looked up at Daoyan, and said quietly: "Sir, God doesn't bless me. According to my king's opinion, let's forget it. God's will cannot be violated. In fact, it is good to be a vassal king..."

Daoyan stood up with a calm face, walked to Zhu Di, stretched out his hand, and made an unexpected move.

His thin hands suddenly grabbed Zhu Di's neck, then shook it back and forth vigorously, roaring with his mouth and squirting, "Your Majesty, wake up! Are you sick? We have all reached this point and cannot turn back! Do you think you can still be your vassal king safely? Dream on you! The butcher knife of the imperial court has been put on our necks. Either you die or you just rebel and become the emperor for me! There is no third way to go!"

Zhu Di was shaken by Daoyan like a small boat in the sea of ​​anger, and his huge head swung back and forth like a ball.

Zhu Di shouted in pain: "Sir, stop! Rebel! I decided to rebel! Stop! I will stop, I am so dizzy..."

When Daoyan heard the satisfactory answer, he finally stopped and returned to his usual dull appearance.

"A prince, a hero, hides the universe and sucks the world. He does not like to win or lose is a true hero. Now, more than 100,000 soldiers under the prince are sitting in the Youyan Pass and looking at the weak court. This is the time when great events are expected. How can the prince make such disheartening words? It is a big mistake!"

Zhu Di said sincerely: "Sir, I have learned that I am wrong."

Daoyan comforted him: "Although Xiao Fan will cause trouble for the prince's great cause, he is only one person after all, and cannot affect the overall situation. The confrontation between the two armies depends on the strength of the soldiers on both sides and the strategies of the generals. Xiao Fan, this person, relies on some little cleverness in the court or the battlefield, may gain temporary gains, but victory cannot last long. Moreover, the emperor of the court is young and cowardly, and the civil and military in the court are all corrupt and incompetent. Although the number of soldiers in the southern region is large, he enjoys peace for a long time and has a strong energy. His combat power is far inferior to that of the soldiers of the Yan army who have been through many battles. He can't even find a general with outstanding abilities. If not unexpectedly, the prince will face the only real enemy in the future. The prince has more than 100,000 troops and is full of powerful generals. Can't even deal with a clever person?"

After Daoyan's analysis, Zhu Di suddenly became enlightened.

It was just that Xiao Fan ran away, so why should he be so discouraged? The great cause should eventually look at the overall situation and win the battlefield. The losses of one city and one place should not be so concerned.

"I have the help of my husband, but God is destined to take Zhu Yunwen's son and replace him!" Zhu Di quickly changed his words. It was also a fatalism, but this time he was much more optimistic and positive.

Daoyan smiled slightly, and he was very satisfied with Zhu Di's fatalism swaying from side to side. The so-called fate of the world is actually a kind of comfort and hypnosis for himself. Daoyan, who is familiar with Buddhist scriptures, has already seen this thoroughly.

"Xiao Fan ran away. This time he was lucky. Next time he met on the battlefield, the prince would be overwhelmed by ten thousand junctures and swept across thousands of troops. Even though Xiao Fan was smart, could he have planned to be the prince's 100,000 soldiers? The next step of the prince should do is to speed up the stockpile of food and grass, train soldiers, and unite with the kings. More importantly, hold the three guards of Duoyan firmly in their hands for the prince to drive them. In this way, the big thing can be settled!"

After leaving the side hall, the cold wind in the middle of the night made Daoyan shiver.

The vast night sky is endless, mysterious and mysterious, just like the difficult situation to distinguish now.

Can this road continue? How far can it go? Can the wise master he followed be in the 95th position? Can his lifelong ambition be realized?

Too many doubts lingered in Daoyan's heart. Although he was a disciple of Shu Dao, he was just a mortal, and he gradually felt exhausted.

Spring and autumn have passed, and several colds and heats have not yet been aware of it. It has been thirteen years since he first met the King of Yan in the 18th year of Hongwu. Over the years, Daoyan has provided advice for Zhu Di, governing the military and managing the people, and assisting him with all his strength. Finally, he hoped that the prince could show his ambitions when the late emperor passed away. However, at this moment, he seemed to suddenly realize that he was old.

Daoyan is indeed old.

He was born in the fifteenth year of Zhiyuan, and was only seven years younger than Zhu Yuanzhang. He was sixty-four years old this year.

At the age of sixty-four, he was in his sixties when he was enjoying his grandchildren and was raising his grandchildren. However, he, Daoyan, was still working hard for his ambitions and wise rulers. In the past two years, due to the appearance of Xiao Fan, he and Zhu Di were repeatedly hit and humiliated. He was often conspired by Xiao Fan and exhausted to deal with it. He felt increasingly unable to do so.

Confucius said: At fifty, you know the destiny of heaven.

The sixty-four-year-old Daoyan seemed to have ignored this sentence. He still does not know the destiny of heaven, or rather, he does not want to follow the destiny of heaven.

His destiny should be decided by himself, which is the driving force behind all his ambitions.

Everyone wants to keep their name in history, and the monk is no exception. He has his own ambitions.

The cuckoo worships the sky again and tears, and the spirit guards fill the sea with endless waters.

However, his ambitions have not been fulfilled and he is old. How many years will he have to wait for his life? When will he compete for great achievements?

A sad feeling suddenly spread throughout Dao Yan's body. He looked up at the vast sky in the night sky and sighed sadly. Facing the cold wind in the middle of the night, he tightened his clothes, shrank his head in his collar, and walked towards his residence. Under the dark night, an old and hunched body slowly walked in the royal palace garden, so lonely and tired.

Suddenly, Daoyan felt an electric shock in his mind, and there was an alarm!

The sensitive Daoyan quickly looked up and looked at an ancient locust tree above his head.

After looking at it, Daoyan was shocked and saw an old man with white beard and white eyebrows flying down, his palms coming out and slapped him on the top of his head. In the silent silence, he was fierce and irresistible.

After a night of rest, Xiao Fan set off from Daming Mansion. His beautiful wife at home looked forward to her and was eager to return home. He didn't want to delay for a moment.

The prefect of Daming Prefecture led officials from all over the yamen to see him off, and Wuding Marquis Guo Ying was also among them.

On the official road, the imperial envoy was ceremonially guarded the sun, and the soldiers were brightly dressed and armored. Xiao Fan stood in the middle of the official road, saying goodbye to the Daming Prefect and the officials.

After the tedious politeness, Xiao Fan walked to Guo Ying with a solemn expression and said with a smile: "The emperor can escape from Peking safely. He relies on the rescue of Marquis Guo and his troops. Xiao will never dare to forget this great kindness, and he will be rewarded in the future."

Guo Ying was a serious man. He heard this and just pulled the corner of his mouth and stroked his white beard and said, "You are polite, Lord I am a rough man. Lao Guo is a rough man and does not understand the twists and turns of the officialdom. I heard that the Imperial Commander only led 3,000 personal troops into the grassland, causing chaos in the Tartar camp, and led the Tartar army into the King of Yan killing formation, making the first contribution to annihilation of the Tartars this time. Lao Guo always admires those capable people, and protecting the imperial commander is also Lao Guo's duty. There is no great kindness, so don't be polite, Lord Impressive Commander."
To be continued...