Fujian Xinghua Mansion, Putian Lindun, in a remote corner by the sea, there is a temple.

Baiyun Temple.

Xu is too remote to see pilgrims.

In the meditation room in the backyard of the temple, there was the sound of bobobo's wooden fish.

An old monk sat cross-legged.

The face is old with old age spots, the face is full of wrinkles, and the rotten atmosphere on the whole body is covered up a lot by the tranquility of the Buddhist family, but after all, he is old, and he is already in the last years of his life.

In front of the old monk, there was a young man kneeling.

He bowed his hand to the pillow and said softly: "Grandfather, the opportunity we have been waiting for for many years has arrived. ”

The old monk opened his eyes and glanced at it, "Your father spent twenty years of layout, and as a result, Zhu Qi Town changed a civil fort, and most of the chess pieces that your father fell in the court, most of them were lost in the hands of the iron riders. ”

This is a good thing for the country.

He said again: "Xi'er, it's time to put it down." ”

Among Zhu Di's descendants, except for Zhu Qizhen, the rest of the people Zhang Guo are very good at governing and are worthy of the Ming Dynasty.

After so many years, the old monk has seen a lot.

When he fled, he felt uneasy hatred and anger in his heart, saying that Zhu Di would call a traitor, but for many years he lived in the temple, burning incense in front of the Buddha, the years passed in a hurry, and when he looked back, he knew that the imperial power and wealth were only passing and prosperous.

Zhu Xi raised his head, "Grandfather, after the change of Tumubao, the Ming Dynasty was cut in half, and the elite soldiers were lost, although it has been nine years now, it has not fully recovered, and last year Shi Heng, Fang Ying and others had two consecutive turmoil, and then hurt their vitality, in the summer, Yu Qian patrolled Fujian, intending to restart the matter of going to the West, and followed the clues of the treasure ship to track down the smuggling at sea, which has made the entire coastal local officials like mourning, and the civil official group is bound to launch a counterattack, and let Yu Qian investigate, the grandson will also be exposed, and it will inevitably be a death at that time." ”

The old monk sighed, "I knew today, why bother in the first place." ”

When he fled, he fled all day long and was in fear all day long, and it was not until more than ten years later that he settled down, but he was young and vigorous, and he did not really convert to Buddhism, and after a few indulgences, he had a son Zhu Wenfu.

After Zhu Di moved the capital, the imperial court's control over the south became weaker and weaker, and the old monk established himself in Fujian with the support of his former ministers.

After Zhu Wenfu grew up, he gathered a lot of money through overseas smuggling, and used this money to settle in the court, but unfortunately, Zhu Di was too strong, and Zhu Gaochi only served as emperor for one year, and then Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Di were almost carved out of a mold.

After Zhu Zhanji's death, Zhu Qizhen ascended the throne, Sanyang and the Empress Dowager Zhang managed political affairs well, and the national situation was also stable, until the change of Tumubao in the fourteenth year of orthodoxy was a godsend.

Unexpectedly, Xu Youzhen and other chess pieces proposed to move south failed, and Zhu Qiyu and Yu Qian were killed in the sky.

There was no chance after that.

His son Zhu Wenfu was jealous of his talents, and died in a typhoon at sea while smuggling overseas.

Grandson Zhu Xi, whose real name is Zhu Zunxi, has been by Zhu Wenfu's side since he was a child, and he has ambitions and ambitions, and he is bent on regaining the country.

Last year, Shi Heng was in turmoil at the instigation of Xu Youzhen, which was a clever move, if Zhu Qizhen was restored, he would definitely massacre Zhu Qiyu's henchmen and purge the court.

For this reason, Xu Bin even gave up the plan to dig tunnels for the time being.

However, Shi Heng failed.

Later, Fang Ying, Chen You, Shen Yu and Liang Xuan and others rebelled again, but it was a trap of Zhu Qiyu's father and son, and Zhu Xi did not dare to move, after all, there was only one chance.

Can't afford to lose.

My grandson is so excited today, is there another turmoil?

That's really the case, Zhu Qiyu, what kind of son of heaven are you.

What has my Ming Dynasty become by you!

Zhu Xi said: "Grandfather, few of your old ministers have died, and now all the people who follow your grandson are their descendants, and they have long lost their loyalty, all for the sake of money, if we don't take the opportunity to fight again, there will be no hope." ”

The old monk was silent.

Since Sun Er knows that the loyalty maintained with money is not enough to mention, why can't he understand that decades have passed, and the word Jianwen has long been out of the hearts of the people.

Without people's hearts, how can it be a great thing.

Zhu Xi said slowly: "Grandson took Zhu Qizhen out." ”

did not mention the killing of Zhu Qizhen in Taimiao.

If this matter is said, my grandfather will know that Zhu Qizhen is legally dead, and he will not let him fight this time - Zhu Xi knows better than anyone that he only has one chance, and if he fails, he will fall into boundless darkness.

And Zhu Xi also knew that Jianwen was no longer loyal.

So if you stick to it, you're falling apart.

This opportunity cannot be missed.

The old monk's eyes brightened, "Zhu Qizhen escaped?" Where is it? ”

Zhu Xi said: "In Fujian, now in Fujian because of Yu Qian's investigation of the problem of sea smuggling, everyone in the local officials is in danger, once the incident happens, including Wu An of the Fujian Metropolitan Division, may lose his head, this is a good time for us, at this time, raise troops, in the name of Zhu Qizhen, Fengtianjing, and then set up the imperial court, then the big thing can be expected!" ”

The old monk was obviously stunned for a long time before he muttered, "Is it difficult to be in Fengtian? ”

Good familiar words.

He immediately sighed: "Back then, Zhu Di was difficult, fighting from the north to the south, and now we are fighting from the south to the north, and the world is unpredictable." Bring Zhu Qizhen to meet me. ”

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

I'm old, and I don't want to toss.

But the four words Fengtian Jingjing was difficult made the old monk Gujing Bubo's heart turbulent.

He lost to these four words.

If you can use these four to stand up and wait a year or two to see Zhu Di underground, you can also say to him with a smile, "My grandson has returned it to your descendants."

Even if it doesn't work, you can disgust Zhu Di.

What's more, the old monk has an obsession.

Ancestral Tomb!

If he dies like this, there will only be a simple tomb, and after thousands of years, who will remember him.

But if the grandson wins, he can enter the ancestral tomb!

Zhu Xi was overjoyed, "Grandfather agreed?" ”

The old monk closed his eyes and continued to knock on the wooden fish, "It's okay if you try, but it's a pity, everything is foreseen, whether it is successful or not, prepare the road first, if it fails, you will go to sea and never return to Daming." ”

Reserve a back road, and if you fail, you will take gold and silver overseas, and your own vein will not be broken.

Zhu Xi was overjoyed.

He was waiting for his grandfather's sentence.

Kneel and kowtow, get up, "Grandfather and rest, my grandson will take Zhu Qizhen to Baiyun Temple tomorrow, and then go to Fuzhou Mansion, and Zhu Qizhen will fight back to Nanjing for my grandfather!" ”

The old monk did not speak.

Many years ago, he had heard too many such big words, and he had long since stopped believing them.

Zhu Xi got up, bowed, exited the meditation room, slowly closed the door, turned around, and whispered to the middle-aged scribe sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard: "Mr. Xie, my grandfather has agreed, after bringing Zhu Qizhen to Baiyun Temple tomorrow to see my grandfather, we can go to Fuzhou Mansion to act as planned!" ”

The middle-aged scribe's name is Xie Wan, a native of Xinghua Mansion.

After repeated failures, he made a living in a smuggling firm, and was appreciated by Zhu Xi and became his staff.

The plan to rescue Zhu Qizhen was formulated in detail by Xie Wan.

Zhu Xi let him work all night to deduce, check and fill in the gaps, and constantly improve, and it took three months before Xu Bin implemented it.

It worked.

took Zhu Qizhen to Fujian, and now he has persuaded his grandfather!

Everything was planned.

Raise your troops!