"Sit down! There are some things that we can talk about. Looking at Zhang Yin's extremely uncomfortable appearance, Zhu Cijiao motioned for him to sit down.

"Hey, Prince Xie! What to talk about, please make it clear to the prince. Zhang Yin casually pulled a piece of wood and sat down, he didn't know what a two- or three-year-old child could talk to him.

"I remember that on March 18 of the seventeenth year of Zhenzhen, you were killed by Emperor Zhenzhen, how did you come back to life, can you tell me?"

Zhu Ciyi was puzzled by this matter, but he could only tell Zhang Yin in a calm tone, he was worried that Zhang Yin would kill him in anger, after all, he was still very weak, and he was in this barren and populated deep mountain.

"Hmm......" Zhang Yin stopped talking, looking at Zhu Ciji's expectant and slightly deep gaze, he seemed to have some concerns.

"I just want to know why, not to hold you accountable, you don't have to worry." Zhu Cijiao scratched his scalp and said slowly, trying his best to dispel Zhang Yin's concerns.

"Back to the prince, the emperor gave death, and the slave will die, but the slave is unwilling, the slave has obtained the true inheritance of the ancestral invisible skill, hoping to do a part in resisting the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty, so he faked his death at that time." Zhang Yincheng was terrified and uneasy.

"How did you get to this mountain?" Zhu Cijiao asked again, holding his chin with both hands and waiting for Zhang Yin to tell about this escape journey that was more exciting than crossing.

"After the emperor's death, the slave used the stealth method and escaped from Shuntian Mansion that night." Zhang Yin finally opened the conversation.

"At that time, Yanjing City was surrounded by the rebel army of the thieves, and at this time, the Stealth Gong came in handy, and through invisibility, I successfully escaped from Yanjing."

"Why don't you flee to the thief, but flee?" Zhu Cijiao couldn't help but interject and ask.

"Although the thieves have 200,000 troops, they are thieves after all, and they will be defeated after all, although the Ming Dynasty has been defeated, there will be a day of revival."

"Then why did you persuade the emperor to surrender?" Zhu Cijiao felt that Zhang Yin's words were inconsistent.

"The soldiers are coming to the city, the court has no power to resist, there are only two roads in front of it, one is to hang yourself, and the other is to fake surrender, and you can also wait for the opportunity to seize power." Zhang Yin's explanation makes sense.

"This can be described as 'staying in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood'." Zhu Cijiao couldn't help but sigh and found that Zhang Yin's views coincided with his own.

"At that time, the creatures outside Yanjing City were dusted and the people were not living, and it was impossible for the slaves to hide in the city, so they got on the boat of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal."

"The slave has just settled in Hangzhou, and I heard that the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, the thieves were defeated, and the Ming Dynasty was lost, where is the place for the slaves?"

"The slave thought of Guangxi, Guangxi is backed by Yunnan-Guichuan, and it can be attacked and defended, which is the place where the Ming Dynasty came back to life.

"So, the slave went all the way south, came to Guangxi, bought a fishing boat on the edge of the Xunjiang River, and went up the river to come here."

"Maybe it's providence, I didn't expect that the slave waited here for almost three years, and finally waited for the prince, and there is hope for the revival of the Ming Dynasty!" Zhang Yin said, and couldn't help but cry.

From this point of view, Zhang Yin can also be regarded as a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty!

"Emperor Zhenzhen snatched your sword, that is on the head of the anger, you faked your death to save your life, there are reasons to speak of, this is not a bully, you don't have a sense of guilt." Zhu Cijiao objectively characterized this matter, which reassured Zhang Yin.

"Thank you to the prince for exculpating the slave and not convicting the slave of the crime, the slave is willing to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore his sight." Zhang Yin knelt on the ground again, showing his loyalty.

"Elder Zhang, please hurry up, don't be formal, the era of Zhenzhen has passed, your eunuch position will naturally be abolished, and you will no longer be a slave from now on." Zhu Cijiao helped Zhang Yin up.

"The prince, you can't do it, you can't do it, the slave is the guilty minister, the prince can exempt the minister, and the crime of the minister is difficult to let go." Zhang Yin was helped up by Zhu Cijiao and couldn't help but look up to the sky and shout.

"The era of Zhenzhen has passed, all the past is prologue, and Zhang Lao doesn't have to blame himself." Zhu Cijiao tried his best to enlighten him.

"Thank you for the prince's tolerance, if the prince does not dislike the old age of the slave, the slave is willing to do his best for the prince." Zhang Yin waved his hands and was infinitely humble.

"You are the life-saving benefactor of Cijia, you only have two choices, either continue to be my grandfather or be my master?" Zhu Cijiao gave Zhang Yin a dilemma.

After all, Zhu Cijiao is the prince, the future prince, Zhang Yin will not choose to be a grandfather no matter what, he thought about it and said: "Then it's better to be a master, I can teach you martial arts." ”

"It's better this way, I came to the mountains just to learn martial arts! Master Zhang, please accept the apprentice's worship! Zhu Cijiao said, clasped his hands, knelt on one foot, and bowed to the teacher.

Zhang Yin's identity reversed in minutes, from a slave to a master. He immediately helped Zhu Cijiao up.

"Buckwheat, come here, don't you want revenge, you also worship my master as a teacher!" After Zhu Ci finished the apprenticeship ceremony, he shouted loudly.

Buckwheat ran over from the next room and begged Zhang Yin: "Grandpa, you can also take me as an apprentice!" ”

Zhang Yin had already accepted Zhu Ci as an apprentice, if he didn't accept buckwheat as an apprentice, in order to make the relationship between the three of them easier, he nodded and agreed.

"My master has already agreed, what are you still grinding, why don't you hurry up and bow to the master!" Zhu Cijiao urged buckwheat to say.

Buckwheat hurriedly knelt down in the face of Zhang Yin: "Please accept the apprentice's bow." He giggled and knocked three times, although this apprenticeship ceremony is not very standard, but it can be regarded as an apprenticeship.

After such a worship, the relationship between the three of them is clear, Zhu Cijiao and Buckwheath call Zhang Yin the master, Buckwheath calls Zhu Cihua the junior brother, and Zhu Cihua calls the buckwheath the senior sister.

"Master, now that Buckwheat and I have become your apprentices, what kung fu are you going to teach us?" Buckwheat had just finished worshipping the teacher, and Zhu Cijiao couldn't wait to ask.

"As long as you like to learn, all the master's kung fu can be passed on to you." Zhang Yin replied briskly.

"I heard that your invisible skills are passed on to men and women, inside and outside, and also to us?" Zhu Cijiao wanted to take the opportunity to get Zhang Yin to promise to pass on the invisible skill to them.

"My ancestors did have this rule, but it depends on your motivation for learning martial arts. If the motivation is satisfactory to the master, he can also make an exception. The cunning Zhang Yin did not fall into the trap of Zhu Cijiao's questioning.

"The motivation for apprentices to learn martial arts is ......"

"Slow!" Zhu Cijiao was about to tell his motive for learning martial arts, but was stopped by Zhang Yin.

"The motivation for learning martial arts is not to be said with your mouth, but to be reflected in your actions, I will see your performance in the future, and then decide not to pass on the invisible skill to you."

Zhu Cijiao was still in high spirits just now, thinking that if he said the action, the master would pass on the invisible skill to him, and who expected the master to test him.

"Besides, you can't learn your current skills, wait until you practice the most basic kung fu well, and then think about it!" Zhang Yin added.

"This old guy is clearly deliberately causing problems." Zhu Cijiao muttered in his heart.

The "Ding Ding" dragon guard system came with a prompt sound, and then the sweet voice of the elf sounded in Zhu Ciyi's ears.

"Congratulations to the host for worshipping the master, the magic war book gets a base score of 1 point, and the base score is full of 10 points, you can awaken the magic war book function, come on host!"

Strange, you can get the score of the magic war book after worshipping the master, what kind of logic? Does this have anything to do with the book of war?

"As long as the host makes achievements in strategies and tactics such as military planning, gathering of talents, and resource planning, it will receive additional points." When Zhu Ciyi wondered directly, the elf explained to him.

Today, although Zhang Yin did not agree to pass on the Invisible Skill to Zhu Cijiao, Zhu Cijiao was still very happy to obtain the score of 1 point in the Legendary Book of War, and more importantly, he knew how to obtain the score of the Magical Book of War in the future.