Chapter 154: Prime Minister in Black

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From the main hall to the back, there are lush flowers and trees along the way. Walking on the stone road, listening to the distant Sanskrit singing, it 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.

The meditation room is full of flowers and trees. Outside a meditation room surrounded by vegetation, Zhu Zhanji said to the little novice outside the door: "Please tell the young master, Zhanji, please see me."

The little novice looked at Fang Xing and Zhang Shuhui behind Zhu Zhanji before turning around and entering.

Fang Xing had some vague guesses, and he asked in a low voice, "The one inside can't be that... the master, right?"

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

Fang Xing felt his body tremble, not from fear, but from excitement, because the person he was about to meet was too legendary.

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

Fang Xing followed Zhu Zhanji with lowered eyes, and walked slowly through the front hall.

The meditation room at the back is very simple, a low table, a bookcase, the four treasures of the study, and a few futons.

It's just that an old monk with white beard and eyebrows is sitting on top of the futon, writing at his desk.

Hearing footsteps, the old monk raised his head, and Fang Xing was shocked.

The old monk's face was very frightening, especially those triangular eyes, Zhang Shuhui couldn't help but let out a low cry.

At this point,

Fang Xing finally knew who the old monk was.

Monk Daoyan, whose surname is Yao, was named Guangxiao by Zhu Di.

Someone showed him his physiognomy back then, and said that he was born with triangular eyes, a sick tiger's appearance, and he should be killed.

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

It can be said that a small part of Zhu Di's Jing Nan was instigated by the old monk in front of him. And in the battle of Jingnan, the real first achievement was this Yao Guangxiao.

Yao Guangxiao glanced at Fang Xing, pointed to the futon in front of him and said, "Sit down."

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

Yao Guangxiao looked at Fang Xing with interest, and said casually, "Wealth and honor are like floating clouds to me, why not just meditate here."

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

It is the official uniform in the court, and the monk's clothing in the back. This is the famous "Prime Minister in Black".

Zhu Zhanji pointed to Fang Xing and introduced: "Master, this is Fang Xing mentioned in my letter, named Dehua."

Yao Guangxiao had been sizing up Fang Xing, and he asked slowly, "What do you think of Confucianism?"

Fang Xing was in a bit of a dilemma. You must know that even Zhu Di respected this person. If he said something wrong, would he be...

I wanted to be vague, but Fang Xing saw some disdain in those triangular eyes, so he blurted out: "Prison!"

Once the conversation started, Fang Xing was not ready to cover it up.

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

Fang Xing's tone was sonorous: "Ten years of hard work, but those who can read are nerds, who only know what they are. They don't know the five grains, and they don't work hard. If they are lucky, they will be promoted, and the whole family will ascend to heaven. But this kind of people have to become officials. Only relying on the master and staff will not harm the country and the people."

Fang Xing stared at Yao Guangxiao and asked: "Dare to ask the young master, the great trust of the family and the country, is this kind of knowledge worthy?"

Zhang Shuhui's small hand holding Fang Xing's back was a little hot, she didn't dare to raise her head, she could only gently tug, hoping that Fang Xing could stop such 'rebellious' topics.

Zhu Zhanji was frowning, thinking about how to speak nicely to Fang Xing later.

Yao Guangxiao looked at the proud Fang Xing with a blank expression on his face.

After 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 meditation room, and the little novice at the door hastily poked his head in and took a look.

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yao Guangxiao in surprise, not knowing why he was laughing.

The old monk couldn't breathe from laughing, and the little novice hurried in to beat his 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!"

Not guilty!

Fang Xing suddenly felt relieved, and smiled, "Master, you study heaven and man, I just have my own opinion."

"Let's go."

Yao Guangxiao suddenly put away his smile, and lowered his eyes to chase people away.

Moody!

After leaving the meditation room, Zhu Zhanji touched his forehead and said meaningfully: "Brother Dehua, Grandpa Huang obeyed the young master's advice."

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, don't worry."

Yao Guangxiao was charged with treason, even his sister didn't want to see him, she just scolded him.

But when he went to see his good friend Wang Bin, Wang Bin just sent a 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 teacher of three generations of emperors.

After Fang Xing and the others left, the little novice complained, "Master, you shouldn't have laughed out loud, and you could live a few more years that way. And that young man slandered Confucianism without shame, yet you didn't teach him a lesson!"

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

"The so-called Confucianism is nothing more than a group of guys who want to take advantage of the sage Confucius. Using his name and classics, they wantonly interpret according to their own ideas. In the end, they are just profiting for a group of people..."

"That boy is not bad. Although he is a little stunned, he actually knows the truth that a family's words cannot be accepted. Zhan Ji has his teaching, so I can get away!"

Zhu Zhanji is a student that Zhu Di forced to Yao Guangxiao, but he is old and only pays attention to his own writings, and he has to go to court, so he has no time to teach others.

Walking out of the meditation room, Fang Xing saw a few men dodging outside, and when they saw them come out, they all showed envy.

Zhu Zhanji introduced: "These are people who hope to see the young master, and it is best to get a few comments from the young master."

oh! It's like the Yuedan review in the Three Kingdoms period! They all want to get evaluations, and then they will be worth a hundred times, reach the pinnacle of life, and marry Bai Fumei.

For example, Cao Cao.

After parting with Zhu Zhanji and returning home all the way, the princess Wanwan was impatient.

Seeing Fang Xing coming in, Wanwan left the big girl and ran over, signaling Fang Xing to bow her head.

Fang Xing bent down helplessly, and then heard that immature voice whisper in his ear: "I saw that old monk yesterday, and my father saw him as well as Ma Su saw you."

Fang Xing touched the top of Wanwan's head and said with a smile, "I saw him just now, he is a remarkable monk."

Wanwan, who had fulfilled her wish, immediately went to find her little friend, and crisp laughter resounded in the yard. (To be continued.)