One thousand taels of silver notes held in the palm of your hand.

He had been pinched by the little novice monk, and he looked at his back with anger.

In the end, he could only hum silently, then stomp his feet heavily, and look up at the sky.

It's still early now, and by night, I can finish the content of a scripture.

It's worth five taels of silver!

Yu Qian, who did not follow Zhu Zhanji up the mountain, kept standing aside and silently following the expression of the little novice monk.

At this time, I saw the other party's eyes sweeping around and smiled.

He walked leisurely steps, his whole body shaking, looking very relaxed and humorous.

When he walked to the little shaman, Yu Qian stopped the little shaman and pulled the other party's bright head to his mouth.

"My little master, do you want me to ask someone to send you there?"

Yu Qian felt that it was the most interesting thing to see a little novice monk wandering around the Qinhuai River in this life, and he was happy to lend a helping hand.

The little shakimi wrinkled and hummed, struggling to break free from the constraints of Yu Qian, who was already regarded as a bad person by him.

Put the silver notes into his arms, and the little shaman hugged his arms in front of his chest.

"The donor is kind, and I feel ashamed of it. Master said that I want me to measure the world with my feet, so I don't have to send someone to send me to me."

After saying that, the little novice monk gave a very perfect Buddhist ceremony to Yu Qian.

Finally, Xiao Shami raised her head and chest, turned around silently, leaving Yu Qian with a brighter back of her head.

"Is this little lewd monk leaving like this?" Yu Qian couldn't believe it, feeling that he seemed to have suffered an insult of some nature just now.

He asked blankly, looking at Zhu Xiu and Sun An beside him.

Zhu Xiu shook his head.

He doesn't understand what kind of Buddhist practice is, he only knows that the Qinhuai River is a good place.

If he hadn't been waiting for the grandson here, he would have wanted to go there with the little novice monk.

Sun An looked at it with relish. After thinking about it, he suddenly spoke, "What do I think, this little monk is not having fun like us?"

Yu Qian spat: "Bah! You are you, don't add us!"

Sun An learned the movements of the little monk just now, wrapped his arms around his chest, he whistled a long whistle, and then slowly said: "I just heard that a new top courtesan who can write poetry has been released in Qinhuai River. He likes the talented people in the capital to send poetry over."

Yu Qian rolled his eyes suddenly: "How do I remember that we have been together since we entered the city, where did you hear it?"

Sun An did not answer Yu Qian's question.

Instead, I continued to blow, a somewhat obscene whistle I learned from.

He glared at Sun An fiercely.

Yu Qian finally had to spread his hands helplessly: "Wait until I think about it, I'll send it to you tomorrow night!"

"Haha! This is the good brother!"

"Write a few more poems, we each have one to expand the opportunity!"

Hearing the answer he wanted, Sun An immediately jumped on the spot, hugging Yu Qian in his arms with an excited look on his face, cheering constantly.

...

On Jilong Mountain.

Zhu Zhanji, who was single, walked very slowly.

The peach blossoms that have gradually bloomed exuded a slight tender fragrance.

The fields are empty and silent.

The monks who should have recited scriptures and chants seem to have left here.

Jilong Mountain, which was not very popular, seemed increasingly deserted at this moment.

Even though the roads here are cleaned and cleaned, even if no grass grows in the cracks in the bricks.

Following the stone road around the temple in front, Zhu Zhanji saw the familiar courtyard in front of him.

The peach trees around are growing particularly vigorously this year.

This year, the trees will definitely be full of fruits and fruits.

And the tallest and oldest peach tree in the courtyard.

The entire tree canopy is already high above the courtyard wall, which seems to have covered half of the courtyard.

Countless peach leaves and flower buds swayed constantly with the breeze.

Gently push open the courtyard gate that kept making creaking sounds.

Zhu Zhanji saw the old monk sitting on the wooden platform at a glance.

Yao Guangxiao did not sit on the cushion or lie on the rattan chair. He just sat on the ground wearing a decent monk's robe, leaning gently under the old peach tree.

Yao Guangxiao's eyes were clear.

Very rare.

Recently, he has always been unable to see what is in front of him.

But now he could clearly see the young man appearing in front of him.

Yao Guangxiao was a little happy, but also a little sad.

The taste is very complicated.

Yao Guangxiao sighed and closed his eyes slightly: "Why are you back?"

Zhu Zhanji chuckled: "Let me see when will you, the old monk, die?"

"It's almost dead! It's almost dead! It's almost gone..." Yao Guangxiao was also very happy, with a smile on his face.

Zhu Zhanji chuckled a few times, but the smile on his face gradually retracted until it finally turned into loneliness.

Yao Guangxiao raised his hand with some difficulty and pointed to the open space in front of him.

With a bitter smile, Zhu Zhanji nodded, sat opposite the old monk on the ground according to the old monk's wishes.

"The old man asked me to come back because I wanted me to promote innovation." Zhu Zhanji used a affirmative sentence.

After receiving the news from the old man in Japan, Zhu Zhanji guessed that the old man asked him to come back before the old monk died, only a small part of the reason was that he hoped to resolve the relationship between the old man and the young man at this time.

More importantly, it is to complete the reform of the court for the old man.

And when he heard Zhu Zhanji tell the truth himself.

Yao Guangxiao nodded with approval: "It's getting more and more steady, very good!"

"You mean, don't worry that I will do something stupid after you die?" Zhu Zhanji looked at the old monk with an extremely pale face.

According to his own experience, Zhu Zhanji knew clearly that the old monk really didn’t have much time to live.

There was no trace of blood on his face.

The breath you exhale should be far more than the breath you inhaled.

Although the old monk's eyes were particularly bright at this moment, they could not hide the dead aura deep in his eyes.

The exposed back of the hand was exposed with bruises.

That is the change caused by the slow flow of blood in the human body.

The reason for this change is that his heart has gradually approached the end of work.

It's just a distance from one to zero.

Feeling the deep sadness in Zhu Zhanji's sight, Yao Guangxiao still smiled slightly: "Yes, the old monk is about to die..."

Zhu Zhanji was about to say something, but Yao Guangxiao raised his hand to stop him.

Yao Guangxiao continued: "If we don't die, the world will eventually be surrounded by decay and death. I have never been really poor in my life, so I probably can't see the Buddha. But this is fine, the Buddha's style is not suitable for me. It's better not to see each other than to see each other."

"The most satisfying thing I have done in my life is to let your old man come to this Yingtian City."

"But when he walked into this Yingtian City, I began to be scared, so I have been hiding on this mountain for many years."

"I'm going to die, and he can't really be in a million years..."

"Your father is very good. Now I heard that his body is getting better, which is very good. He will be a benevolent and righteous king, and will be good for the Ming Dynasty, civil and military officials, and you and him."

"So you have a lot of time, and this time I don't want you to come back."

"It's time to take over a clean Ming Dynasty, a Ming Dynasty that allows you to display all the ideas that have been ripe in your heart."

"But I'm back when I'm back. The Governor's Office of the Five Army will always support you. Have you been prepared for this? I have a lot of insights into the words "The power comes from the gun."

"But you must be careful, and you cannot reproduce the affairs of the former Tang vassal states, but you cannot have the affairs of the former Song Jiwu..."

"Beiping City is built, and the capital of the Ming Dynasty will be there, which is not bad... The enemies of the Central Plains will always come from the north. After you finish this, the descendants of the Ming Dynasty will probably remember your good deeds forever..."

"At that time, I will stay in Yingtian City and I will be able to drink a good glass of wine all the time..."
To be continued...