The Heavenly Temple is peaceful and quiet, even in early winter, there are still endless people who burn incense and rejoice.

Mingxin’s business has been good recently, but he has overcasted his spells, so he looks pale.

When he saw the black robe in his forehead, Mingxin habitually "cast the spell" again.

"Is the donor here to burn incense?"

The blue eyes turned suddenly, Dae took two steps back, and said smoothly in Daming's words: "I'm looking for someone."

This is the second guy who has got rid of Mingxin's "spell" and it reminds him of Fang Xing in an instant.

"Who are you?"

Mingxin said vigilantly: "You are a monster with blue eyes!"

This is lying with your eyes open. Although the Ming Dynasty is not as open as the previous Tang Dynasty, the blue-eyed aliens have also visited Jinling.

Da'er clasped his hands and said, "I'm giving the u, I'm here to see Monk Daoyan."

Monk Daoyan?

Mingxin felt relieved. Yao Guangxiao had not many friends, but most of them were quite capable.

"You go to the backyard, and you will know whether you see each other or not."

At that moment, a monk took Da'e to the back.

Walking on the deep stone road, the moss on both sides is dark green, the trees are shaded, and a few fallen leaves are falling down from time to time.

When he arrived outside Yao Guangxiao's Zen Room, the monk went in to report.

"Achieved?"

Yao Guangxiao shook his head and was about to refuse.

"Shao Master, this person can get rid of Master Mingxin's eyes."

The monk looked admiring. You should know that Mingxin once tested the monks from Tianjie Temple, and no one could get rid of his eyes.

"Oh! That's interesting."

Yao Guangxiao felt something was passing through his body, and he knew it was life.

Everyone will grow old. Yao Guangxiao had hoped that both Confucianism and Buddhism could help him find a way to a new world, but later he found that it was pure nonsense. So he abandoned awe, threw the so-called Neo-Confucianism aside, and wrote a book to refute it.

So the closer he gets to the limit, the more curious he becomes, as if he wants to re-understand the world.

Da'e walked into the Zen room, and his eyes immediately sucked together like a magnet.

The little novice monk looked curiously outside the door and muttered: "Why is the young master looking at that person like those men and women? It's so strange!"

The dark blue lake is no longer quiet. Yao Guangxiao's triangular eyes glanced at the little shakimi and said lightly: "Super is halved."

"Mr., I was wrong..."

The curious vision disappeared, Da Yi sat cross-legged across from Yao Guangxiao, and searched: "You are sick and tigers, and although you are old, your evil spirit will not decrease. It seems that the man is right, you have some tricks."

Yao Guangxiao closed the book on the desk and asked suddenly: "Is Alutai good?"

"I don't know."

Da'er glanced at the name of the book: Mathematics Volume 2, and said, "I am not a secular person, so I will naturally not care about these things."

Yao Guangxiao stood up with difficulty, then put the book on the bookshelf with his back.

Dae'e's eyes were a little excited. His right hand bent his claws a few times, but he finally held back.

"Do you want my collection?"

Yao Guangxiao turned around slowly and sat down, and his triangular eyes flashed sharply: "You are not pretending to be a god and a ghost next to Alutai. Do you want to confuse Your Majesty this trip?"

Da'e's eyes were full of curiosity: "Who are you? Fang Xing said you are a master, but in you, I only saw the killing aura, you are not a master."

Yao Guangxiao's triangular eyes instantly narrowed into a gap, "Do you know that at least five powerful crossbows are aimed at you at this moment. Just by giving me the order, you will know what a god is!"

"The so-called gods are just miracles that are seen by chance. The foolish people are ignorant and burn incense and pray. Do you want to try yourself and not?"

"Does the monk want to deceive himself?"

Dae pointed to the half-copied scripture on the desk, "If you don't believe in God, why do you copy the scripture? You must believe it, but you feel that you can't take that step, so you slander the gods. You will go to Hell after death."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yao Guangxiao suddenly burst into laughter. When the little novice monk heard the loud voice, he leaned in and advised: "Young Master, don't laugh, otherwise you will cough again."

"Ahem!!"

Da'e thought the scene in front of him was very interesting. Yao Guangxiao was trembling all over, but there was still a smile in his eyes.

The little shaman served Yao Guangxiao and took a sip of warm water, then Yao Guangxiao sighed: "Didn't that boy Fang Xing tell you? I am Yao Guangxiao, the young master of the Prince of the Ming Dynasty!"

"You are Yao Guangxiao?"

Da'e smiled and said, "I heard that you are proficient in Buddhism, Taoism, Confucian soldiers. I thought you would be a wise elder, but I didn't expect that I was already old. If it was twenty years in the morning, I would like to discuss the level of yours, it would be a pity."

Yao Guangxiao looked at Da'e quietly, then waved his hand back and said, "Who told His Majesty Alutai that he had a desire for immortality?"

Dae'e shook his head and heard the sound of armor rubbing behind the curtains leaving.

"Then Fang Xing is my number one genius in the Ming Dynasty. Since he led you here, he must think you are difficult."

Yao Guangxiao said sympathetically: "That man is said to be magnanimous. I guess you offended him at that time, so you would do it yourself."

Da'er stood up in disappointment and said, "He has a very powerful guard, but I'm sure I can break into his defense. The world is close at a distance. This is my Da'er's method!"

Yao Guangxiao let go of his legs and warned: "If you dare to make a spoil in front of His Majesty, then be prepared to bury the Ming Dynasty."

Dae glanced at the back of the curtain and said, "I just want to make friends with the two families. Is Arutai worthy of me to take risks for him?"

...

"The influence of the young master on the emperor's grandfather is getting smaller and smaller."

Zhu Zhanji was a little sad as a boy, "I thought the Emperor and the Young Master would be the same as ours, but it was still different!"

Fang Xing is sorting out the recipe. From now on, Zhang Shuhui's daily food must be strictly matched according to the recipe.

"Your Majesty is born with majesty. The Young Master probably feels that he is too lazy to meddle in other people's business in his twilight years."

Fang Xing casually said perfunctorily, and then added a braised potato to the recipe.

In fact, Yao Guangxiao did not want to be in charge, but he knew very well that it would be very unhealthy to participate in a fierce rebellious battle as a monk. If he really wanted to continue this "Prime Minister in Black", he was worried that he would fall into the beast's path forever after his death.

The murder is too much! A battle of Jingnan made the Ming Dynasty beat up again.

Moreover, Yao Guangxiao was too dazzling. Zhang Yu died early in the battle of several heroes in the Jingnan Campaign; Qiu Fu's defeat in the grassland and implicated his family; Zhu Neng died on the southern expedition, and only Yao Guangxiao was still alive.

If he showed his desire for power, with Zhu Di's heroic character, would he be dealt with? Just like Hu Weiyong during the Hongwu period.

Zhu Zhanji thought about it, and Zhu Di was really good at the heroes and honorary officials of Jingnan, so he didn't think about that.

"Your Highness, the young master saw Da'e."

Jia Quan came in and reported.

Zhu Zhanji asked curiously: "Didn't the young master kill him?"
Chapter completed!