Chapter 787 The Throne Is Built of Bones, and Authority Is Watered with Blood

Tianjie Temple is still like this, and Mingxin's eyes are still so deceptive. ●⌒Novel,

"The young master is a little weak, and the imperial doctor went, but the young master said that it was because he had committed too many murders, and there was peace in heaven, so he refused the imperial doctor's diagnosis and treatment. He just wanted to go back to Beiping and celebrate his birthday. Temple."

Ming Xin looked a little sad, Fang Xing asked: "Don't Buddhists believe in reincarnation? Why are you sad?"

"If there is no present life, how can there be an afterlife? Xinghe Bo is confused!"

Fang Xing nodded slightly: "There is nothingness in the afterlife, how can we grasp this life, Young Master misses it."

Zhu Gaoxu said impatiently: "What is this life and the next life! If you pass it, you will pass it, what afterlife do you want?"

When he arrived at the meditation room, Fang Xing saw Yao Guangxiao sitting down with his eyes closed, and asked in a low voice, "Is Master all right?"

Eyes opened, Yao Guangxiao, who was neither sad nor happy, said indifferently: "I feel that I don't have much life left, so Angelica has gone."

"Master, what's so good about Qingshou Temple?"

Zhu Gaoxu said reluctantly: "Why don't you just move to my house, eat whatever you want, drink whatever you want? What kind of monk are you? Don't you still have an adopted son? Don't you plan to trust him? ? Are you going to see the Buddha yourself like this?"

idiot!

Fang Xing was worried that Yao Guangxiao would get angry, and when he was about to say a few words to help, Yao Guangxiao said indifferently: "This old man is obsessive and aggressive, and has no Buddhist heart. Learning Confucianism is easy to kill, and learning Tao is ruthless. Back then, old man was useless to persuade people, and the way of heaven alone persuaded him." , His Majesty abandoned his worries, and it was considered a win. But after all, the mortal body, without the entrance wall, will soon be reduced to dry bones. Qingshou Temple is the place the old man chose for himself."

Yao Guangxiao first stayed in Tianjie Temple for a while, and then went to Beiping with Zhu Di, the king of Yan at that time, and became the abbot of Qingshou Temple.

In those more than ten years, Yao Guangxiao held two positions: the abbot of Qingshou Temple; Zhu Di's counselor and Jing Nan's agitator.

Zhu Gaoxu scratched his head, and said in frustration: "Master, Qingshou Temple is lonely, and there is no one to accompany you when you go..."

Yao Guangxiao's eyes were slightly warm: "Fool, the cycle of reincarnation in the world has its own definite number, this old man is just a step ahead, you live in peace, naturally you have your luck."

Zhu Gaoxu was sad, Fang Xing lowered his eyes and said: "Do you have anything to explain, Master?"

Such people are lonely in their hearts,

Once he has made up his mind, unless Zhu Di forcibly blocks him, no one can shake his will.

Yao Guangxiao's back is a little bent, showing his oldness, but his eyes are still cold and stern: "The old man is far away from the court, so I shouldn't make irresponsible remarks, but you are a bit interesting. The layout of light and dark in the past few years is to prepare for the conflict with Confucianism." Confrontation? Hahaha!"

The little novice came in and said, "Young master, you can't laugh."

Yao Guangxiao waved his hands and coughed, Fang Xing went over to beat his back, and felt that the back was almost covered with bones.

Yao Guangxiao was stunned, and then a flash of memory flashed in his eyes.

"You first took advantage of Confucianism, and then you cut off the relatives, encouraged His Majesty to expand outward, and taught the grandson to be as tough as you. You have taken up all the martial arts..."

When Fang Xing sat back, Yao Guangxiao's triangular eyes turned around and stared at him, saying, "Do you want to be a supreme minister, or do you want to be famous forever?"

Zhu Gaoxu was a little nervous, he knew that the old monk had enough influence on Zhu Di, especially in his old age, Zhu Di would not doubt his loyalty.

Fang Xing licked his lips, looked at Yao Guangxiao and said, "When I first met my grandson, I just wanted to hide in Fangjiazhuang, spend a happy life with my wife and children, and then entered the whirlpool..."

Fang Xing smiled: "Teacher of the grandson! And I'm still a new student, those literati regard me as a life and death enemy, and Wu Xun also stumbled sourly, and everyone in the world is an enemy for a while!"

"But I'm a person, I can eat the soft but not the hard, if that's the case, then I'll take life and death lightly, and if I don't accept it, I will do it!"

Yao Guangxiao smiled slightly, and he thought of himself: He was rich in education, but he couldn't even be selected as a monk official when he went to Jinling, so in a rage, he finally chose to go to Peiping with King Yan.

This journey is full of ambition and blood and tears.

"The throne is built with bones, and authority is watered with blood!"

Yao Guangxiao shook his head slightly, feeling that this life is like a dream.

The sudden silence made Zhu Gaoxu a little overwhelmed. He looked at Yao Guangxiao, the old monk was closing his eyes; then he looked at Fang Xing, Fang Xing lowered his eyes slightly, as if the old monk was in meditation.

The sunlight poured in slightly, sweeping across the bookshelves, desks, old monk...

"Master, Daming is ill."

Fang Xing broke the silence, startling Zhu Gaoxu.

"A disease of a thousand years, a dynasty of flowing water."

Yao Guangxiao has read a lot of books, how could he not know the ups and downs, but the stubborn disease is deeply rooted and powerful, no one dares to shake it.

Fang Xing nodded slightly, with sharp eyes and a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Young master, it is a thousand-year disease. Since the millennium, many people have known the root cause of the disease, but no one can do it, no one dares to do it!"

"Do you dare to move?"

Yao Guangxiao tilted his head slightly, his eyes were full of curiosity: "I am very curious, since you started your new school, if His Majesty hadn't secretly favored you, would you still have bones?"

"Death has no place to die!"

Fang Xing admitted frankly: "Without His Majesty's protection, the boy would die naturally without a whole body."

"But what about after that? What should you do?"

Yao Guangxiao suddenly had some mischievous thoughts.

Fang Xing smiled: "In the future? Naturally, it will be tit for tat in the future, so this is the reason why His Majesty handed over the Jubao Mountain Guard to the boy. Scholars! They are always sensitive to words but accepting deeds. Don't they dare to fight me like this?" Is the martial artist being rough?"

Yao Guangxiao looked at Fang Xing fixedly, his triangular eyes were filled with disdain.

Fang Xing looked at him with a smile, calmly.

"The old man asks you, what do you want?"

Yao Guangxiao's eyes flashed brightly.

"I want to get rid of this stubborn disease for Ming Dynasty, I want to get rid of this bloody reincarnation once in hundreds of years for Han people, I want this world to respect Ming Dynasty forever!"

Fang Xing's eyes also flashed sharply, and he looked at Yao Guangxiao without giving in.

"For this reason I am willing to be the enemy of those pedantic and selfish literati, for this reason I am willing to be the enemy of those gradually corrupt relatives, for this reason I am willing to be the enemy of the world!"

"Da Ming..."

Yao Guangxiao nodded slightly: "You are affectionate, this is where His Majesty rest assured you. You treat Zhanji like a teacher like a brother. The world dare not associate with Gao Xu, but you are not afraid of suspicion and remain the same. This is your benefit."

Zhu Gaoxu was drowsy, when he heard Yao Guangxiao say his name, he hurriedly responded: "Master."

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said: "You are blessed, that's all, this time you can go to Peiping with me."

"To Peking?"

Zhu Gaoxu nodded indiscriminately and said, "Okay, young master, let's live in Beiping."

Yao Guangxiao looked at Fang Xing and asked, "What do you think?"

Fang Xing nodded and shook his head again: "Young master, it is best for the prince...follow His Majesty."

Yao Guangxiao sighed: "Yes! If he leaves His Majesty, he will be in trouble again!" Baidu search "", read the latest and most complete novels!