People in Hongwu, from heavenly master to emperor master

Chapter 177 Rolling heads, the emperor's knife
"That kid, you're too deceitful!"

Yang Xian returned to his mansion and started throwing things.

Everything that happened in Yanshenggong's mansion just now made him very angry.What made him even more angry was that the nickname of Zhongshan Wolf had spread throughout Yingtian within a few hours.

This name can be regarded as nailing Yang Xian to the pillar of shame. If he doesn't do something, he will never stand up again.

I thought that once I attained the Tao, I thought that I would be a dragon singing for nine days, but who knew that meeting Liu Bowen and Zhang Yi, the evil star, would humiliate me so much?
"Master, don't be angry!"

His subordinates came to persuade him one after another, and Yang Xian shouted:

"That magic stick bullies people too much, this old man will kill him!"

Yang Xian paced back and forth, he had already thought of many ways to concoct Zhang Yi in his mind, the more he thought about it, the more intense his murderous intent became.

"Master, it is not easy for you to kill a little Taoist priest, but you have just become a prime minister, so it is not easy to do it directly!
Calm down your anger and let that kid live a few more days. He is currently treating illnesses for the Yanshenggong Mansion. If you do something, I am afraid that His Majesty will not like it! "

Yang Xian's anger was half extinguished because of this sentence.

Even if he wanted to kill that kid again, he couldn't do it now,
Not to mention that he still has Kong Kejian's life in his hands, moving Zhang Yi at this time is tantamount to offending Yan Sheng Gong Kong Xixue.

Kong Xixue is just an empty frame now, but the influence of the Kong family is still there, and the Confucius family cannot be easily offended.

And at this point in time, he moved Zhang Yi, didn't he understand that he did it to others?

"Master, please wait for a while, when the limelight has passed, find someone at random, and let him accidentally fall into the water and die, no one can blame Master!

What is the identity of the master, what kind of avatar is he, and is it worthy of you to learn from him?
Please bear with this matter, I will go out and arrange it later, and promise to help the master handle it properly! "

Yang Xian patted the other party's shoulder, very satisfied:
"Very good, you handled it well, I will not treat you badly in the future!"

Several people were talking, when the servant came to report:

"Master Yang, someone who claims to be your old friend sent you a box?"

"Old man?"

Yang Xian was taken aback when he heard the words, he immediately understood the identity of the other party, so he nodded.

"Move the box in for me, you all go out!"

While the others were leaving, the servants moved in a small box.

Yang Xian told everyone to leave and opened the box.

Ah ~
Zhongshu Sheng's right minister, Master Yang Xian saw the things in the box, and immediately yelled, he fell to the ground and trembled.

The boxes were full of human heads with fresh blood, and many people's eyes were not closed, and they died with regret.

These people are all Yang Xian's "old brothers" in the school.
It was all the relationships he had left in the school.

He already knew who the person who sent this box was, Yang Xian looked towards the direction of the palace in horror, the figure of His Majesty seemed to be standing on top of Yingtian Mansion, staring at him coldly.

He is warning himself.

Yang Xian's body was cold from head to toe, as if he was in an ice cellar.

After a while, he came back to his senses and shouted desperately:
"Come here, come here, prepare the sedan chair, I will enter the palace immediately!"

He didn't care about these heads anymore, Yang Xian almost crawled out of the mansion and headed all the way to the palace.

After the notification, Yang Xian rushed to the imperial study room, but was stopped by the eunuch at the door of the imperial study room.

The emperor did not see him.

This attitude itself represents a great mistrust.

Only now did Yang Xian realize what he had done wrong?
As one of the former leaders of the school inspection, he understood too well the king's fear of outsiders meddling in the school inspection.

This is a capital offense!

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

At the gate of Nuo Da's imperial study room, Yang Xian was the only one left.
When the prime minister of the court, he knelt on the ground and begged the emperor to spare his life.

His voice vibrated in the air, but no one paid attention to him.

Yang Xian's heart was sad, and the joy of being prime minister was swept away.

In the imperial study, Zhu Yuanzhang handled government affairs without changing his face.

Zhu Biao sat on the side, but he was not as calm as Zhu Yuanzhang.

Old Zhu said that if someone killed someone, he would kill them. There were quite a few people in the procuratorate who were old friends with Yang Xian, and those who had betrayed his face were all picked out by Old Zhu, and all of them were killed.

The emperor's methods are cruel and effective.

"The inspector is my eyes. Since it is an eye, it cannot hold half a grain of sand! Yang Xian's mistake is that he left the inspector but still tried to take advantage of the inspector's relationship. This is absolutely intolerable!

Gao Jianxianling said that they are still smart, so they don't talk to Yang Xian, otherwise... I don't mind shuffling the whole school this time! "

Zhu Biao felt Lao Zhu's murderous intent and nodded silently.

"But the father is like this, but he doesn't intend to kill Yang Xian?"

If the emperor wanted to kill Yang Xian, there was no need to torture him like this. ,
Having experienced so much, Zhu Biao has finally matured a lot.

Zhu Yuanzhang was silent, and after a while he sighed:
"No one can use it... Since the north and the south are to be balanced, the sooner the bureaucrats from the north are brought together to form a balance in the court, it is a top priority!
But so far, Yang Xian is still the best person to use, I have to look again, when I have a choice in my mind, I will settle accounts with him later! "

Even if you are a king, you can do whatever you want?
Lao Zhu stood up, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to weigh the pros and cons.

For Yang Xian, he found that he had indeed chosen the wrong one.

But even if he wanted to kill Yang Xian, he had no choice.

"Just let him kneel and think about what he did wrong?
This Mr. Yang has been rampant in the past few days, I will help him calm down! "

Yang Xian's calmness cost him several hours.

Seeing the sunset, kneeling is well known to the government and the public.

Finally, when he was about to faint, the emperor finally agreed to see him.

He stumbled, half-run, half-crawled into the imperial study, and knelt directly on the ground.

"What did you say?"

Zhu Yuanzhang continued to deal with government affairs without raising his head.

Yang Xian moved his lips for a long time, but found that he couldn't say anything.

He just felt as if there was a knife hanging over his head, ready to fall at any time!

This feeling made him more frightened, and he hastened to say:
"My lord, you deserve death!"

Yang Xian knelt on the ground and knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Lao Zhu only said one sentence:
"Go back and reflect on me for a month, reflect on my past,
I hope you remember my words,

There is no more chance! "

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yang Xiansheng was afraid that the emperor would repent, so he kowtowed like garlic.

After being taught a lesson by Lao Zhu, he was completely afraid. No prime minister or reputation is as important as his own life.

He scrambled and crawled out of the imperial study.

Yang Xian collapsed at the door of the imperial study, unable to get up for a long time.

"If it wasn't necessary, I didn't want to hurt his spirit, but this person is useless!

Alas~"

Zhu Biao remained silent, and there was gradually no movement in the imperial study.

……

The days passed by.

As Yang Xian was forced by the emperor to reflect behind closed doors, Zhang Yi's crisis was over.

Pure mind view.

Zhang Yi threw out a small knife casually, and landed it precisely on a target more than ten meters away.

Li Qingmo's expression was moved, and Zhang Yi was absent-minded when he threw the throwing knife.

The opponent's talent made Li Qingmo, a veteran, feel scared.

Zhang Yi can quickly grasp any technical things in his hands, and he will hardly make mistakes later on.

From Li Qingmo's point of view, Zhang Yi's learning ability is also a kind of genius.

Flying knives are just a small technique. Zhang Yi has started to learn how to use various things to throw the effect similar to flying knives, and since he came back from Yushitai last time, Zhang Yi has also studied Tai Chi with him seriously.

It's not the park boxing style of his previous life, but the boxing technique that Li Qingmo studied and restored by himself.

Lao Mo estimated that he could only restore [-]% to [-]% of this kind of boxing!

"Little real man, no matter how hard you practice, you still can't handle adults!"

Zhang Yi was sweating profusely during the practice, and Li Qingmo couldn't help persuading Li Qingmo with his earnestness.

Zhang Yi chuckled when he heard the words, it's not that he didn't understand the truth.

After all, this world is not a world of high martial arts. There is an upper limit to human physical strength.

No matter how good a child is, it is impossible to beat an adult. In other words, even if he trains to the death, he will definitely not be able to beat a strong player like Chang Yuchun who can leave his name in history.

But what does it matter, boxing is about physical fitness, and weapons are what smooth the gap between people.

But having said that, there is always something wrong with practicing boxing seriously.

Especially the real version of Taijiquan, being able to learn it can be regarded as fulfilling a long-cherished wish of Zhang Yi's previous life.

Tai Chi, which has a style of fighting, is very fast, or it can be said that it is a boxing method that is suitable for fast and slow.

This reminded Zhang Yi of a Jianghu legend he had heard in his previous life. In fact, real Tai Chi is very fast, and it also conforms to the laws of physics.

Zhang Yi's perverted memory eventually allowed him to quickly learn all the essentials.

The only difference between him and Li Qingmo is the experience that is difficult to have. '

"Okay, let's go!"

After practicing a round of boxing, Zhang Yi asked Li Qingmo to send him to Confucius' mansion.

Since offending Yang Xian, the people around him have changed from Deng Zhongxiu to Lao Mo.

Offending Yang Xian was a last resort, and he would never entrust his safety on the emperor.

If that guy really planned to take revenge on himself, in this day and age, a few hooligans could beat him to death.

And even if it's obvious if he doesn't do it, he has to be careful about falling into the water or catching fire. After all, the emperor of Ming Dynasty can fall into the water and die. What kind of thing is he?
"Yang Xian, after all, escaped a catastrophe!"

On the way to the Confucian Mansion, Zhang Yi remembered the news that Xu Cunren told him when he visited.

Yang Xian was not as prone to accidents as he expected, but was ordered by the emperor to reflect for ten days.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yang Xian is so right that he really has no dignity, but in Zhang Yi's view, it is the emperor who put up with this man's behavior.

"North and South rankings, if you want to support a northerner leader, there is really only this guy, I hope he dies soon, I don't believe that the emperor can bear his temper?"

Zhang Yi expressed regret that Yang Xian was not dead. Although this guy probably won't mess around for a long time, he has such an enemy, so he feels uneasy!

"Master, the Confucian mansion has arrived!"

When Zhang Yi was thinking wildly, Lao Mo reminded him outside.

He asked Lao Mo to find a place to rest, and went into the Confucian mansion by himself.

"The little real man is here?"

Different from last time, Zhang Yi has now become the most popular person in the Confucian Mansion. He is a genius doctor, a noble man, innocent and cute (Kong Na expressly objected), and approachable.

Everyone in the mansion, from Kong Xixue to the servants, liked Zhang Yi very much.

Zhang Yi also gave full play to his attributes as a social expert and established a good relationship with the Confucius family.

He went all the way to Kong Kejian's yard unimpeded. At this time, the sick old man woke up today.

Although he looks tired, Kong Kejian's mental state seems to be better than before.

At least it's not like it was in Zhang Yi's Taoist temple, it's almost impossible to recognize people.

Kong Na, Kong Xixue is concentrating on serving the old man, while Xiao Jiuxian is watching.

Seeing Kong Na coming, the Kong family quickly stood up, and Kong Xixue laughed and said:
"Zhang Yi, you're here!"

After a few days, Kong Xixue's attitude towards Zhang Yi changed 180 degrees because of the grace of saving his life.

In addition, Zhang Yi deliberately made friends, and Lao Kong almost recognized Zhang Yi as his adopted son.

"Hello, Uncle Kong, and you too, Nana!"

Zhang Yi saluted Kong Xixue and went to see Kong Kejian.

The effect of allicin is still great. Kong Kejian finally recovered after seven days of antibacterial treatment.

Coupled with Xiao Jiuxian's recuperation, Mr. Kong has almost recovered.

It's just that his spirit has not been fully recovered, and he is still a little stupid.

And Zhang Yi publicly hypnotized Kong Kejian several times. After dispelling the doubts of the Kong family, the rumors about witchcraft were also wiped out.

"Talk slowly, I'll make medicine for the old man!"

Seeing Zhang Yi coming, Xiao Jiuxian asked Zhang Yi to help watch Kong Kejian and find a reason to leave.

The three generations of the Kong family surrounded Zhang Yi, a small Taoist priest, and chatted with each other.

"Zhang Yi, uncle wants to ask you something!"

When Xiao Jiuxian walked away, the father and son of the Kong family looked at each other. Kong Xixue was very serious, and asked Zhang Yi with an attitude of asking for advice:
"I heard from Kong Na that you talked to him about the cost of education?"

Zhang Yi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled meaningfully.

He hadn't found a chance to bring this up, but Kong Xixue took the initiative to bring it up.

"It's just a kid talking nonsense, uncle, don't take it to heart!"

"No, I feel that you are showing the way for my Kong family..."

Kong Xi learned this with sincerity.

What Zhang Yi said really focused on the pain points of the Kong family.

The Confucian family withdrew from the political arena and was forced to return to Qufu to guard the one-acre land in the Yanshenggong Mansion. Although there was no lack of glory and incense, the Confucian family who had witnessed the prosperity and fulfilled their ambitions were somewhat unwilling.

If you just guard Qufu, the Kong family is at most a large Zhang family.

Wanting to do something is not only a question that Kong Na is thinking about. Kong Xixue calms down and dreams back at midnight, and also has his own unwillingness.

After Kong Na told Kong Xixue about Zhang Yi's conversation, he suddenly understood.

Scholars, especially the Confucian family, who were suppressed by the halo of Confucius, Yan Shenggong, somewhat followed the ideals of their ancestors in their hearts.
Even the so-called ideals in the hearts of most people will be defeated by various realities, compromised, and evaded...

But stripped of the glory of the past nearly a hundred years, the distraught Kong family really needs to do one thing to prove that they still have the value of existence.

Zhang Yi's theory just fit Kong Xixue's expectations.

He chuckled, if Confucianism is a big dragon, Zhang Yi seems to be able to see it,
The end of this dragon will begin today.

He lowered his head, thinking about how to guide the Kong family to accept the dragon-slaying technique in his hands.

(End of this chapter)