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Chapter 157 Prime Minister in Black

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    From the main hall to the back, there are lush flowers, plants and trees along the way.  Walking on the stone road, listening to the faint Sanskrit singing in the distance makes people feel calm and peaceful.

    The leaves are rustling and the sun is shining obliquely, making people wonder whether it is the wind or their own heartbeat.

    Outside the Zen room surrounded by vegetation and trees, Zhu Zhanji Surong said to the young novice monk outside the door: "Please tell Master, Zhanji, please see me."

    The little novice monk looked at Fang Xing and Zhang Shuhui behind Zhu Zhanji, then turned around and went in.

    Fang Xing had some vague guesses, and he asked in a low voice: "Isn't that the master inside?"

    Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "It's the young master."

    Fang Xing felt his body tremble a little, not because of fear, but because he was excited because the person he was about to meet was so legendary.

    Soon, the little novice monk appeared at the door, extending his hand to signal the three of them to go in.

    Fang Xing lowered his eyes and followed Zhu Zhanji slowly through the front hall.

    The Zen room at the back is very simply decorated, with a low table, a bookcase, the four treasures of the study, and a few futons.

    But sitting on the futon was an old monk with white eyebrows, writing at his desk.

    Hearing the sound of footsteps, the old monk raised his head, and Fang Xing was immediately startled.

    The face of this old monk was very scary, especially the pair of triangular eyes, which made Zhang Shuhui couldn't help but let out a low cry.

    By this time, Fang Xing finally knew who this old monk was.

    Monk Daoyan, whose family name is Yao, was given the name Guangxiao by Zhu Di.

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    And if Zhu Yuanzhang knew what happened later, he probably would not have given Yao Guangxiao only a monk's robe when he came to the capital, but would have detained him in the capital.

    It can be said that a small part of Zhu Di's peace was instigated by the old monk in front of him.  And in the Battle of Jingnan, the real number one contributor was Yao Guangxiao.

    Yao Guangxiao glanced at Fang Xing, pointed at the futon in front of him and said, "You guys, please sit down."

    After the three of them sat down, Zhu Zhanji said respectfully: "Young Master, you have been in Peiping recently. My father and I miss you very much. When you come back this time, please move to the mansion."

    Yao Guangxiao looked at Fang Xing with interest and said casually: "Wealth and honor are like floating clouds to me, so I might as well meditate here."

    Zhu Di built a mansion for Yao Guangxiao in Jinling City, but he never wanted to live there. Even in Peiping, he would mostly stay in Qingshou Temple.

    ??When he went to court, he wore official uniform, and when he returned, he wore monk's clothes. This is the famous 'Prime Minister in Black'.

    Zhu Zhanji pointed at Fang Xing and introduced: "Young Master, this is the Fang Xing mentioned in my letter, whose courtesy name is Dehua."

    Yao Guangxiao had been looking at Fang Xing, and he asked slowly: "What do you think of Confucianism?"

    Fang Xing is a little embarrassed. You must know that even Zhu Di respects this person. If he makes a mistake, will he be

    He wanted to be vague, but Fang Xing saw a bit of disdain in those triangular eyes, so he blurted out: "Confinement!"

    Once the conversation started, Fang Xing was no longer prepared to hide it.

    "Confucianism is so dominant that it must exclude others. But in my opinion, Confucianism can only be used to cultivate human nature, but it cannot govern the world"

    Fang Xing said in a sonorous tone: "It has been ten years of hard work, but what you can read is a bookworm, someone who only knows how to deal with it. The five grains are not separated, and the four bodies are not diligent. If you are lucky, you will win the lottery, and the family's chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven. But when these people become officials, they have to  Only by relying on Master¡¯s staff can we avoid harming the country and the people.¡±

    Fang Xing looked at Yao Guangxiao and asked, "May I ask you, young master, if you are worthy of the great trust of your family and country?"

    Zhang Shuhui's little hand holding Fang Xing's back felt hot. She didn't dare to raise her head, so she could only pull gently, hoping that Fang Xing could stop talking about such 'rebellious things'.

    Zhu Zhanji frowned, thinking about how to say good things to Fang Xing later.

      Yao Guangxiao looked at the proud Fang Xing with an expressionless face.

    For a long time, just when Fang Xing thought he would be kicked out

    "Ha ha ha ha!"

    A burst of old laughter echoed in the Zen room, and the young novice monk at the door hurriedly poked his head in to take a look.

    Zhu Zhanji looked at Yao Guangxiao in surprise, wondering why he was laughing.

    The old monk was laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe. The young novice monk hurriedly came in to give him a pat on the back and poured a cup of tea at the same time.

    "Cough cough cough!"

    After taking a sip of tea, Yao Guangxiao pointed at Fang Xing and said, "Interesting! Interesting!"

    It¡¯s not that you are guilty!

    Fang Xing felt relieved immediately and said with a smile: "Young Master is a scholar of heaven and man, I just have my own opinion."

    "Let's all go."

    Yao Guangxiao suddenly stopped smiling, lowered his eyes and drove away.

    How moody!

    After leaving the Zen room, Zhu Zhanji touched his forehead and said meaningfully: "Brother Dehua, Grandpa Huang obeys the advice of the young master."

    Fang Xing shook his head and said: "Young Master is not the kind of person who sticks to the world, and he is not a Confucian believer either, so there is no need to worry."

    Yao Guangxiao was accused of rebellion. Even his sister was unwilling to see him and only scolded him.

    And when he went to see his friend Wang Bin, Wang Bin just asked someone to pass on the message: "The monk is wrong, the monk is wrong!"

    At present, Zhu Zhanji is also receiving education from Yao Guangxiao, so this can be called the third generation imperial master.

    After Fang Xing and others left, the young novice complained: "Young Master, you shouldn't laugh, because you can live a few more years. And that young man shamelessly slandered Confucianism, and you didn't teach him a lesson!"

    Yao Guangxiao put down his brush, threw a candy to the little novice monk, then looked at the flowers and plants outside the door and said, "I am originally a Confucian monk, but after hundreds of calamities, I have discovered the so-called famous religion."

    "The so-called Confucianism is just a group of guys who want to take advantage of the sage Confucius. They use his name and classics to annotate according to their own ideas. In the end, they just make profits for a group of people"

    "That boy is good. Although he is a little stupid, he actually knows the truth that one family cannot speak the same thing. With Zhanji's guidance, I can get away with it!"

    Zhu Zhanji was a student forced by Zhu Di to Yao Guangxiao, but he was old and now only focused on his own writings. Plus he had to go to court, so he had no time to teach others.

    After walking out of the meditation room, Fang Xing saw a few men hiding outside. When they saw them coming out, they all looked envious.

    Zhu Zhanji introduced: "These are people who hope to meet the Young Master, and preferably get a few comments from the Young Master."

    oh!  It¡¯s like the Yuedan Commentary during the Three Kingdoms period!  Everyone wants to be evaluated, then be worth a hundred times as much, reach the pinnacle of life, and marry Bai Fumei.

    For example, Cao Cao.

    After saying goodbye to Zhu Zhanji and returning home all the way, Princess Wanwan was already impatient to wait.

    Seeing Fang Xing come in, Wanwan left the older girl and ran over, signaling Fang Xing to lower his head.

    Fang Xing bent down helplessly, and then listened to the young voice saying in his ear: "I met that old monk yesterday. When my father saw him, he was just as good-looking as Ma Su saw you."

    Fang Xing touched Wanwan¡¯s head and said with a smile, ¡°I saw him just now, he is an amazing monk.¡±

    Having fulfilled her wish, Wanwan immediately went to find her little friend, and crisp laughter suddenly sounded in the yard.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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