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Chapter 662 Do you want to bury the bones of Ming Dynasty?

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    Tianjie Temple is peaceful and quiet. Even in early winter, there is still an endless stream of people offering incense and rejoicing.

    Ming Xin¡¯s business has been good recently, but she over-cast some spells, so she looks pale.

    When she saw Daqun, who was dressed in black robe, Mingxin habitually cast a spell again.

    "Is the donor here to offer incense?"

    The blue eyes turned sharply, Da'e took two steps back, and said smoothly in Ming dialect: "I'm looking for someone."

    This was the second guy to get rid of Mingxin¡¯s ¡®spell¡¯, and it reminded him of Fang Xing instantly.

    "Who are you?"

    Ming Xin said vigilantly: "You man with blue eyes, you are a monster!"

    This is telling lies with open eyes. Although the Ming Dynasty was not as open as the previous Tang Dynasty, blue-eyed aliens also visited Jinling.

    Da'e put his hands together and said, "I'm Da'e, and I'm here to see Monk Daoyan."

    Monk Daoyan?

    Ming Xin felt relieved, Yao Guangxiao didn¡¯t have many friends, but most of them were quite capable.

    "You go to the backyard and you will find out whether you see it or not."

    At that moment, a monk took Da'e to the back.

    Walking on the deep stone road, the moss on both sides is dark green, the big trees are shady, and a few fallen leaves float down from time to time.

    Arriving outside Yao Guangxiao¡¯s Zen room, the monk went in to report.

    "Amount reached?"

    Yao Guangxiao shook his head and was about to refuse.

    "Young Master, this person can escape under the eyes of Master Mingxin."

    The monk had a look of admiration on his face. You must know that Mingxin once tested the monks from Tianjie Temple, and no one could escape his eyes.

    "Oh! That's interesting."

    Yao Guangxiao felt that something was flowing out of his body, and he knew it was life.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Yao Guangxiao once had the extravagant hope that by studying both Confucianism and Buddhism, he would be able to find a way to a new world, but later he found out that this was pure nonsense.  So he abandoned his awe, threw aside the so-called Neo-Confucianism, and wrote a book to refute it.

    So the closer he gets to the end, the more curious he becomes, as if he wants to know the world all over again.

    Da'er walked into the meditation room, and his two pairs of eyes immediately attracted each other like magnets.

    The little novice monk looked at him curiously outside the door and murmured: "Why is the young master looking at that person like one of those men and women? How strange!"

    The dark blue lake was no longer peaceful. Yao Guangxiao glanced at the little novice monk with his triangular eyes and said calmly: "Half dinner."

    "Young Master, I was wrong"

    The curious sight disappeared. Da'e sat cross-legged opposite Yao Guangxiao and said probingly: "You are as powerful as a sick tiger. Although you are getting older, you have not lost your evil spirit. It seems that the man was right. You really have some skills."

    Yao Guangxiao closed the book on the table and asked suddenly: "How is Arutai?"

    "I don't know."

    Da'er glanced at the name of the book: Mathematics Volume 2, and said: "I am not a secular person, so naturally I won't care about these things."

    Yao Guangxiao stood up with difficulty, then turned his back and put the book on the bookshelf.

    There was excitement in Da'e's eyes. He curled his right hand several times, but finally held back.

    "You want my collection of books?"

    Yao Guangxiao slowly turned around and sat down, a sharp look flashed across his triangular eyes: "If you don't pretend to be a ghost around Arutai, are you here to confuse His Majesty?"

    Da'e's eyes were full of curiosity: "Who are you? Fang Xing said you are an expert, but in you, I only see a murderous aura. You are not an expert."

    Yao Guangxiao's triangular eyes narrowed into a slit in an instant, "Do you know that there are at least five powerful crossbows aimed at you at this moment. As long as I give an order, you will know what a god is!"

    "The so-called gods are just miracles seen by people by chance. The people are ignorant and burn incense and pray. Do you want to try whether you are right or not?"

    "Does the monk want to deceive himself?"

    Da'er pointed to the half-copied scripture on the desk, "If you don't believe in the gods, why do you copy the scriptures? You must believe it, but you feel that you can't take that step, so you slander the gods. You will die after you die.  An endless hell.¡±

    "Ha ha ha ha!"

    Yao Guangxiao suddenly burst out laughing. Hearing the loud noise, the little novice monk came in and persuaded: "Young master, you are not allowed to laugh, or you will cough again."

    "Cough cough cough!"

      Da¡¯e found the scene in front of him very interesting. Yao Guangxiao coughed and trembled all over, but there was still a smile in his triangular eyes.

    The young novice served Yao Guangxiao and took a sip of warm water. Then Yao Guangxiao sighed: "Didn't that boy Fang Xing tell you? I am Yao Guangxiao, the young master of the Ming Dynasty Prince!"

    "Are you Yao Guangxiao?"

    Da put his palms on his forehead and smiled and said: "I heard that you are proficient in Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and soldiers. I thought you would be a wise elder, but I didn't expect that you are already very old. If it had been twenty years in the morning, I would be willing to discuss your merits with you.  Pity."

    Yao Guangxiao looked at Da'e quietly, then waved his hand back and said, "Who told Alutai that His Majesty has the desire to live forever?"

    Da'e shook his head and heard the sound of armor rubbing against each other behind the curtain.

    "That Fang Xing is the number one prodigy of our Ming Dynasty. Since he brought you here, he must think you are troublesome."

    Yao Guangxiao said pitifully: "That man is known as magnanimous. You must have offended him at that time and you took care of yourself."

    Da'e stood up in disappointment and said: "He has a very powerful guard, but I am sure that I can break into his defense. The world is so close, this is my method of Da'e!"

    Yao Guangxiao let go of his legs and warned: "If you dare to play tricks in front of His Majesty, then be prepared to bury your bones in the Ming Dynasty."

    Da'e glanced behind the curtain and said, "I'm just here to make the two families have a good relationship. Is Arutai worthy of me taking risks for him?"

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    ¡°Young Master¡¯s influence on Grandpa Huang is getting smaller and smaller.¡±

    Zhu Zhanji felt a little melancholy as a teenager, "I thought the relationship between Grandpa Huang and Young Master would be the same as between us, but it's still different!"

    Fang Xing is sorting out the recipes. From now on, Zhang Shuhui¡¯s daily food must strictly follow the recipes.

    "Your Majesty's majesty is self-evident. The Young Master probably feels that he is entering his twilight years and is too lazy to meddle in other matters."

    Fang Xing said casually, and then added a braised potato to the recipe.

    In fact, it's not that Yao Guangxiao doesn't want to take care of things, it's just that he knows that his participation in a tragic rebellion as a monk is already outrageous. If he really wants to continue to be the 'prime minister in black', he is worried that he will die after his death.  They will fall into the realm of animals forever.

    "It's too much to kill!"  A battle of Jingnan destroyed the vitality that Ming had just recovered.

    And Yao Guangxiao was too dazzling. Among the major heroes of the Jingnan Campaign, Zhang Yu died early in the battle; Qiu Fu was defeated in the grassland and his family was harmed; Zhu Neng died on the southern expedition, and only he, Yao Guangxiao, was still alive.

    ¡°If he shows his desire for power, will Zhu Di¡¯s heroic nature put him under control?  Just like Hu Weiyong during the Hongwu period.

    Zhu Zhanji thought about it, and Zhu Di was really good to the heroes and relatives of Jingnan, so he didn't think about it that way.

    "Your Highness, the young master has met Da'e."

    Jia Quan came in and reported.

    Zhu Zhanji asked curiously: "Didn't the young master have someone kill him?"

    Jia Quan shook his head and said: "No, the young master just said that Xing Hebo will make Da'e regret his trip to the Ming Dynasty." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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