Ming Dynasty: He was ordered to give lectures in prison, but Lao Zhu eavesdropped and made people nu

Chapter 443 Ziweixing has a vision
"Say!"

"who are you?"

"Who sent you?"

"If you don't understand, I will feed the dog's head to the dog!"

"Hahahaha-"

Facing Zhu Ming's bluff, Dao Yan suddenly laughed even more happily, and his wild laughter gave people an extremely scary feeling.

"Your Highness is really interesting, interesting, and has a good temperament."

"To be honest, I like it very much."

"You didn't see the wrong person!"

Dao Yan raised a finger and pushed away the blade that had formed on his neck, letting the sword cut through the flesh and blood seeping out and flowing down directly.

"Your Highness, there is no need to test."

"What is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true. The young monk has no other intention. He just wants to assist His Highness."

"His Royal Highness has a nine-five destiny, and he has the appearance of an emperor."

"It is very likely that he will inherit the throne of emperor in the future."

"If you don't fight, you will be violating God's will, and I, the monk, can help you!"

Daoyan's smile became more and more weird, and he suddenly raised his right hand high, with an undisguised twist, as if he was enjoying it very much.

Gudong!

The horrifying and horrifying scene made Zhu Ming swallow the water with difficulty, and he felt the coolness under his feet suddenly spread to the top of his head.

Stunned and speechless.

A few moments.

Without waiting for Zhu Ping to express his position, Dao Yan said again: "That's fine."

"It's strange that the young monk was rude. He took the liberty to come here to visit and didn't give His Highness the time to prepare.",

"Your Highness is right not to believe it. I hope you will show some understanding."

After a pause, Dao Yan continued: "In this case, the young monk should show some sincerity."

"Only by eliminating the grudges in our hearts can we work together for a great cause. What do you think?"

Zhu Xiang opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak. He neither agreed nor objected. He wanted to see what this crazy monk wanted to do.

Lin Che was already powerful enough, but now a bald head appeared out of nowhere.

Isn't there a normal person?

"Your Highness didn't say anything, so the young monk just acquiesced."

Dao Yan straightened his body calmly, quickly turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, and got straight to the point: "Just yesterday, the young monk was observing the sky at night, and the purple stars were like shaky torches in the wind, and they might fall at any time."

"This is a sign of great evil."

Looking at the astonished Zhu Xi, Dao Yan greedily sucked the blood seeping from his fingertips and explained: "Your Highness is unaware of something."

"Since ancient times, there have been differences in Ziweixing, which is the mourning of a great country."

"Everyone represents his own star, just like Zhuge Wuhou's star fell in Wuzhangyuan, and Martial Saint Guan Yu's star fell in Jingchu."

"The purple star symbolizes the emperor."

"Your Majesty will soon recruit a group of monks to protect the princes and recite sutras and spread Buddhism."

"The little monk is not talented, he is really the one who can assist His Highness, King Shang Jiabai."

"Hard-won opportunities are like falling stars, fleeting and regrettable."

"Your Highness must think carefully."

The words fell.

Silence fell.

Zhu Xi couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at Dao Yan with eyes full of fear, and he suddenly became a little unsteady.

No time to think too much.

He blurted out:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. My father, long live, will not allow you to talk nonsense."

"What's more, even if there is a change in Ziweixing, it is impossible for Qin Tianjian not to know about it." "You monster monk, you are talking nonsense."

"This is really unreasonable."

Seeing that Zhu Ming was getting particularly excited, Daoyan waved his hand and hung the string of beads around his neck again:
"Your Highness, please calm down. This is not the nonsense of a young monk."

"The Qintian Supervisor knows it, His Majesty knows it, and even the Prince knows it. Everyone understands it, and everyone who needs to know it knows it."

"It's just that, Your Highness, you don't understand or know."

Dao Yan was full of confidence: "Your Highness, don't rush to refute it. Whether what the young monk said is true or false, we will know if your Majesty recruits monks."

"One is to worship the stars, and the other is to meditate."

"Your Majesty has a predestined relationship with the Buddha and was once a monk, so he will definitely do this."

"After all, the compassion of monks can influence the kings, so that you can keep yourselves clean, follow the rules, and protect the Ming Dynasty."

"A monk has pure six senses and will not fight for power and gain. It is perfect to teach kings to be kind."

As he said that, Dao Yan suddenly changed the topic.

"Even if His Majesty is busy with everything and has not thought of this, Mr. Lin behind him will give you a proper reminder, so please wait and see."

"The prophecy is fruitless, the monk will punish you."

"how?"

Zhu Xi: "!!!"

Hearing that Monk Daoyan mentioned Lin Che's name, Zhu Ping looked at him with eyes full of disbelief.

You must know that Lin Che's existence is extremely hidden and very sensitive. Except for a few close friends of Lao Zhu, few ministers in the DPRK know about it. As a student of Mr. Lin, he never talks about this matter to the outside world, and Mr. Lin.

Where did the crazy monk in front of him know this?

This is somewhat unbelievable.

Seeing Zhu Xi's doubts at this moment, Dao Yan did not hide it, and happily explained: "Your Highness, don't worry."

"The young monk has known Mr. Lin for a long time. Even before he took the imperial examination, the young monk traveled around the world and I had an encounter with Mr. Lin."

"He is indeed a well-deserved genius."

"It's a pity that it is entangled with thousands of causes and consequences, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to end well."

As he spoke, Dao Yan actually showed a wry smile: "For a young man like this to be reincarnated into a prosperous age, it would be too unworthy of his talent. If he were born in a troubled era of struggle for hegemony, he would definitely leave a mark in the history books."

"Amitabha, that's good, that's good. Everything is fate and nothing is up to you."

"Of course, if a young monk can compete with such a talented person, his time in the human world will not be wasted."

"value!"

Hearing Monk Daoyan's self-conscious sigh, Zhu Xiang's face was filled with undisguised shock. He never expected that this crazy monk had known Mr. Lin for a long time?

Moreover, it seems that he needs to be more artistic?
Competing with art...how to compete with art?
No time to think too much.

Zhu Xi then asked: "Dao Yan!"

"I ask you, what's the problem between you and Mr. Lin?"

"Where did I know that he was behind my father's back?"

"Mr. Lin was assassinated a few days ago, and Yingtian Mansion was in an uproar. You don't know, right?"

"Now that the mastermind behind the scenes has not been brought to justice, you came here and said these words to me. You have eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!"

"I can take you back and torture you now."

The words have not yet fallen.

In the meantime, Monk Dao Yan shook his head slightly. He didn't take Zhu Ming's bluff seriously at all, and said calmly: "Your Highness will not do that."

"If you don't know how, why bother saying it?"

"It's better to be more realistic."

"You!" Zhu Ming's face turned red and he was speechless.

"Your Highness, please be patient."

Dao Yan placed his palms together on his chest, and his movements were pious.

"To be honest, there is no feud between the young monk and Mr. Lin. They only have appreciation and recognition, and want to compete with them."

(End of this chapter)