Sincerity Bo Mansion, under the maple tree in the backyard.

"The poor monk just came to see Mr., begged for a meal and left." Dao Yan ate and drank to his heart's content, and said with a smile.

"It seems that you don't plan to leave Nanjing." Liu Bowen said dumbly: "This is to take the old man to pull the banner and make a tiger skin." ”

He knew that his fame was no less than Gao Qi's, and even more so.

Dao Yan came to his house for a meal, and after he went out, his worth would double, at least the people of the Heavenly Realm Temple would not be difficult for him anymore, and it would be easy for him to find a place to place an order.

As for the Nalaoshzi Tianjie Temple, it is also called the Great Tianjie Temple, and there is the temple amount of the Hongwu Emperor's imperial pen book 'the first Zen forest in the world'. There is a good temple in the temple, which leads the world to interpret the religion, so it is regarded as the national temple of the Ming Dynasty.

Dao Yan offended the Heavenly Realm Temple, if he didn't find a big guy to shelter him, he wouldn't want to continue to mix in the Nanjing Buddhist world, let alone find a temple to place an order.

"Hehe, I can't hide anything from Mr. Aota." Dao Yan took a sip of the teacup and said, "This is called leaning against the big tree to enjoy the shade." ”

"Back then, you were messing with Gao Jidi, did you think the same way?" Liu Bowen laughed.

"Not really." Dao Yan sighed and said: "It's a pity that the emperor killed Gao Qi, and the poor monk had no way to eat, so he had to come to the capital to try his luck, and he even touched a gray nose." ”

"You don't want to avenge Gao Qi, do you?" Liu Bowen suddenly asked faintly.

"No, no." Dao Yan waved his hand again and again, and said with a straight cheek: "Mr. Qingtian, you can't talk nonsense, the poor monk is honest and law-abiding, and he is just an ordinary friend with Gao Qi." ”

"What an ordinary friend." Liu Bowen smiled and didn't demolish him, and asked, "What are you going to do if you stay in Beijing?" ”

"Look at the excitement." Dao Yan smiled and patted his round belly and said: "The poor monk originally planned to go to Zhongdu, but the excitement over there has ended, so he is waiting in Nanjing to watch the good show below." ”

"How do you know that the next show will be in Nanjing?" Liu Bowen looked at him with a smile.

"Because the emperor didn't kill the Korean duke." Dao Yan is mysterious.

"You don't have to sell it to me here." Liu Bowen is not used to his problems.

"Okay." Dao Yan is Liu Bowen's junior, and he was trained to have no temper at all.

"The poor monk means that although the emperor broke his wrist, he scrapped the plan to move the capital and avoided the Huaixi nobles. But if he didn't kill the Duke of Han, or even abolish his title, it shows that the emperor doesn't plan to do anything against the Huaixi military general group. ”

A monk in Daoyan is talking about the power struggle at the highest level in front of Liu Bowen, this scene is really weird enough.

But what's even more strange is that Liu Bowen not only didn't stop drinking, but showed a listening look, and seemed to approve of this monk's analysis.

"It's quite normal. The Song and Yuan dynasties accumulated too many defects, and the Ming Dynasty had many shortcomings and defects, which were far inferior to those of the Han and Tang dynasties. The emperor has too many hard bones to gnaw on, too many thorns to go, gnaw down, wade through, and his country can be passed on from generation to generation. can't gnaw down, can't go through, Daming is a short-lived dynasty.

"At this time, those military leaders are certainly a big hidden danger, but with them, the emperor can deter those former elders, corrupt officials, and landlords and gentry. You have to cut off these thorns one by one, gnaw all the hard bones, and finish all the thorns before you can hide the bow and cook the dog.

"If the order is reversed and the military leader is attacked first, it will be a lot of fun, and the military leader will collude with the former elders, corrupt officials, and landlords and gentry to oppose him.

"He Zhu Hongwu is covered in iron, how many nails can he make? Can't kill them. Dao Yan said that he was proud, and he got a little carried away.

"So you have to come step by step, no matter who moves next, you can't move the honor. It is precisely because of this that I have to beat them hard and let them be honest for a few years......

"But the Korean public has suffered such a big loss, will he really give up? The poor monk feels that it may not be, so he has to wait and see in Nanjing to see the next good show! ”

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Dao Yan was spitting and talking very much, when he suddenly heard Liu Bowen ask faintly:

"Then King Rausch is your disciple, right?"

"Uh......" Dao Yanden was stunned. After a while, Fang smiled and said:

"I really can't hide anything from Mr. Aota. Yes, we are also teachers and friends, and the poor monk taught him a little bit of fur. It's not that the poor monk cherishes himself, it's that he has limited qualifications and doesn't learn very well.

And the poor monk also told him that the emperor today is invincible, even if it is a dragon, it has to be coiled, and even a tiger has to lie down, but he has to listen. Good words are hard to persuade damned ghosts, and poor monks can't help it. ”

"But one thing to say, this person's popularity is still good. If he was born ten years early, eighty percent would be able to mix with a prince like Ming Yuzhen. It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time. ”

"You don't think you were born at the right time, do you?" Liu Bowen asked slowly.

"Hehe, the poor monk does envy Liu Bingzhong." Dao Yan sighed and said: "But time is also fate, we have no chance to be Liu Bingzhong in this life, we can only try to have as much fun as possible, and the days are not too boring." ”

Liu Bingzhong was also a monk, and Kublai Khan recruited him into the curtain when he was in the palace, and since then he has participated in the conspiracy as a cloth cloth and set the great plan of the society. All major military affairs are mostly planned by them. For Kublai Khan, it was like Wang Meng to Fu Jian......

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Xing felt that he was too passive, but Dao Yan defended and attacked: "It's Mr. Qingtian, who strategizes and wins thousands of miles in this small courtyard, and has become the biggest winner this time without making a sound." ”

"You know again?" Liu Bowen laughed.

"Whoever benefits the most is often the one behind it." Dao Yan showed a bit of insight into the world: "From beginning to end, who is most opposed to moving the capital? It's you, Mr. Aota. Now that the capital is really gone, it's hard not to think about it. ”

"You can't talk nonsense." Liu Bowen shook his head and said, "The old man didn't do anything. ”

"Luo Guanzhong wasn't sent by you to Zhongdu?" Dao Yan smiled: "Even the five highnesses went to Zhongdu to practice, and you Mr. Qingtian secretly promoted it, right?" ”

"......" Liu Bowen picked up the teacup and took a sip lightly: "It seems that you have a lot of friendship with Mr. Guanzhong." ”

"Otherwise, my stupid apprentice wouldn't believe Luo Guanzhong's nonsense!" Monk Daoyan, who has always had a big belly and a smile, suddenly stared at him with triangular eyes, revealing a bit of evil.

"yes, that's who you are." Liu Bowen smiled and said:

"Don't blame Mr. Guanzhong, if you want to blame, blame the old man. I called him to Nanjing and persuaded him to recognize the situation and let go of his obsessions. Now it is the unification of our Han family that has not been seen in 600 years, but whether it can completely mix the north and the south and reshape China depends on whether it can be cleaned smoothly in the next 20 years.

"During this period, the old man will never allow anyone to make trouble! Whoever makes trouble is the old man's enemy! Speaking of this, Liu Bowen, who has always been light and breezy, also looked at him sharply, and said word by word:

"So be honest, the old man will always watch you!"

ps. Chapter II.

(End of chapter)