Chapter 659 Do You Want to Bury the Bones of Ming Dynasty?

Tianjie Temple is peaceful and quiet, even in the early winter, there is still an endless stream of people offering incense and rejoicing.

Mingxin's business has been doing well recently, but some of her 'casting spells' were excessive, so she looked pale.

When he saw Da forehead in a black robe, Mingxin habitually 'cast' again.

"The donor is here to offer incense?"

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

This is the second guy who got rid of Mingxin's 'spell', which reminded him of Fang Xing in an instant.

"Who are you?"

Mingxin said vigilantly: "People with blue eyes, you are a monster!"

This is talking nonsense with open eyes. Although Daming is not as open as Tang Dynasty, blue-eyed aliens have also been to Jinling.

Da'e clasped his hands together and said, "I'm here to ask Daoyan to see Monk Dao."

Monk Daoyan?

Ming Xin felt relieved, Yao Guangxiao didn't have many friends, but most of them were quite capable.

"Go to the backyard, and you will know whether you see it or not."

Immediately, a monk took Da'er to the back.

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

Arriving outside Yao Guangxiao's meditation room, the monk went in to report.

"Amount?"

Yao Guangxiao shook his head, ready to refuse.

"Young master, this person can escape under the eyes of Master Mingxin."

The monk's expression was full of admiration. You must know that Mingxin once tested the monks of Tianjie Temple, and no one could get rid of his eyes.

"Oh! That's interesting."

Yao Guangxiao felt that something was flowing out of his body, he knew it was life.

Everyone will grow old. Yao Guangxiao used to expect to study both Confucianism and Buddhism.

Can let oneself find a way to the new world, but later found out that it is pure nonsense. So he abandoned awe, put those so-called Neo-Confucianism aside, and wrote a book to refute it.

So the closer he got to the deadline, the more curious he became, as if he wanted to re-understand the world all at once.

Da'er walked into the meditation room, and the two pairs of eyes immediately attracted together like magnets.

The little novice looked curiously outside the door, and muttered, "Young master, why is he looking at that man like a man and a woman? It's so strange!"

The deep blue lake was no longer peaceful, Yao Guangxiao glanced at the little novice monk with his triangular eyes, and said calmly, "Dinner will be halved."

"Master, I was wrong..."

The curious sight disappeared, and Da'e sat cross-legged across from Yao Guangxiao, and said inquiringly, "You are like a sick tiger, and although you are old, you are not less evil. It seems that the man is right, you really have some skills."

Yao Guangxiao closed the books on the case table, and suddenly asked: "How is Alutai?"

"I don't know."

Da'er glanced at the title of the book: Mathematics Volume Two, and said, "I'm not a worldly person, so naturally I don't care about these things."

Yao Guangxiao got up with difficulty, then turned his back and put the book on the shelf.

There was some excitement in Da'e's eyes, and he flexed his right claw several times, but he finally held back.

"You want my collection here?"

Yao Guangxiao turned around and sat down slowly, his triangular eyes flashed fiercely: "Aren't you pretending to be a ghost by Alutai's side, are you going to confuse Your Majesty with this trip?"

Da'er's eyes were full of curiosity: "Who are you? Fang Xing said that you are an expert, but in your body, I only see the killing spirit, you are not an expert."

Yao Guangxiao's triangular eyes instantly narrowed into a slit, "Do you know that there are at least five crossbows aimed at you at this moment, as long as the old man gives an order, you will know what a god is!"

"The so-called gods are nothing but miracles that were seen by chance. People are ignorant and ignorant. Burning incense and praying, do you want to try whether you are right or not?"

"Does the monk want to deceive himself?"

Da'e pointed to the half-copied scripture on the table, "If you don't believe in gods, why did you copy the scriptures? You must believe, but you feel that you can't take that step, so you slander the gods. You will enter after death." Endless hell."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yao Guangxiao burst out laughing suddenly, the little monk heard the loud noise, so he poked his head in and tried to persuade him, "Master, don't laugh, or you will cough again."

"Cough cough cough!"

Da'er felt that the scene in front of him was very funny, Yao Guangxiao coughed and trembled all over, but there was still a smile in those triangular eyes.

The little novice served Yao Guangxiao and took a sip of warm water, and then Yao Guangxiao sighed: "Didn't Fang Xing tell you? This old man is Yao Guangxiao, the young master of the Crown Prince of Ming Dynasty!"

"You are Yao Guangxiao?"

Da'e clapped his palms and said with a smile: "I heard that you are proficient in Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. I thought you would be a wise elder, but I didn't expect to be very old. If it was twenty years in the morning, I would like to discuss with you, Pity."

Yao Guangxiao looked at Da'e quietly, then waved his hands back and said, "Who told His Majesty Alutai that he has the heart of longevity?"

Da'er shook his head, and heard the sound of armor rubbing behind the curtain going away.

"That Fang Xing is my number one genius in Ming Dynasty. Since he brought you here, he must think you are troublesome."

Yao Guangxiao said pitifully: "That man claims to be magnanimous. You must have offended him at that time, so you can take care of yourself."

Da'er got up disappointed and said: "He has a very powerful guard, but I am sure I can break into his defense, the world is so close, this is my method of Da'er!"

Yao Guangxiao let go of his legs and warned: "If you dare to play tricks in front of His Majesty, then be prepared to bury your bones."

Da'e glanced behind the curtain and said, "I'm only here to make the two families get along well. Is Arutai worthy of me taking risks for him?"

...

"Young Master's influence on Grandpa Huang is getting smaller and smaller."

Zhu Zhanji had some youthful melancholy, "My little brother thought that the relationship between Grandpa Huang and the young master would be the same as that between us, but it's still different!"

Fang Xing is sorting out the recipes. From now on, Zhang Shuhui's daily food must strictly follow the recipes.

"Your Majesty is majestic and majestic. The young master probably feels that he is too late to meddle in other people's affairs."

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

In fact, it's not that Yao Guangxiao doesn't want to take care of things, it's just that he knows that it's against the sky for him to participate in a tragic rebellion as a monk. Will fall into the animal realm forever.

Killing is too much! In a battle of Jingnan, Da Ming's vitality that had just recovered was beaten down again.

Moreover, Yao Guangxiao was too dazzling. Zhang Yu died early in the battle of Jingnan; Qiu Fu was defeated in the grassland and his family was affected;

If he showed his desire for power, with Zhu Di's heroic temperament, would he be cleaned up? It's like Hu Weiyong in the Hongwu period.

Zhu Zhanji thought about it too, and Zhu Di was really good to Jing Nan's heroes and relatives, so he didn't think about that.

"Your Highness, the young master has seen Da'er."

Jia Quan came in and reported.

Zhu Zhanji asked curiously: "Didn't the young master ask someone to kill him?"

Jia Quan shook his head and said, "No, the young master just said that Xinghebo will make Da'e regret his trip to Ming Dynasty."