"Which word?"

Zhu Yuanzhang only read the secret music in general terms, and did not notice anything abnormal in it, Zhu Biao hurriedly read out the dialogue between Zhang Yi's father and son:

"Father, you think too highly of me, don't say it's us, even if the ancestor is reborn, he doesn't want to change the king's mind, he is Zhu Yuanzhang......

Moreover, behind the Zhu family, there will be several [male masters], and in their place, don't even think about it! ”

Lao Zhu immediately heard the abnormality, and the male lord ......

"How does he know how many male masters our Zhu family will produce in the future? This tone seems to be categorical? ”

Lao Zhu hurriedly flipped through another secret book, compared with the one in Zhu Biao's hand, in order to find out the reality of the Zhang family's father and son, there was more than one inspection in the Taoist temple, and sure enough, he found this passage from another secret book.

"It's exactly the same, it's not a mistake!"

Two people record the same thing at the same time, and it is clear that this passage is not a recording error.

In other words, Zhang Yi did say that how many male masters will there be in the Zhu family in the future?

But how did the boy know, and why was he so categorical?

Thinking of his prediction that Longhu Mountain would lose his position as a heavenly master, and the fact that he was determined to be the first emperor of the ages, Lao Zhu had a particularly strange idea in his mind, can't this child meet the future?

In other words, the old fairy behind him can actually get a glimpse of the future.

Although the immortals claim to know the past and the future, Lao Zhu also has such a master by his side.

But most of those so-called prophecies are vague, pretending to be ghosts, and he has never seen anyone talk like Zhang Yi.

Once a person has an idea, it is difficult to contain his curiosity.

After seeing Zhang Yi yesterday, although the emperor casually left him in the capital, he didn't really care too much.

After all, the things of the gods are not the right way to govern the country, and they can be referred to but not indulged in.

"This kid, let the school keep an eye on it, don't let people hurt him, Biao'er, how close you have a chance to get close to him! Also, go back and let people buy a house in the city and build the framework of the Yellow Mansion! ”

"Yes, Father!"

"Also, I see that you can still talk to that Zhang Yi, you go and try this Zhang Yi, if he really has the ability to predict the future, control him in his hands!"

"Father, the son knows!"

Zhu Biao got up and bowed to the emperor, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hang a trace of arc.

The father handed over this matter to him, which was actually equivalent to indirectly giving him a privilege, that is, the right to leave the palace at will.

As the prince of the East Palace, he can't leave the palace casually, and as a teenager who is only a teenager, who doesn't yearn for the sky outside? The emperor was busy with state affairs and quickly put the matter aside.

At this time, the father and son of the Zhang family, as when they went out, walked back to the Taoist temple.

"Dad, when are you going to go back?"

"Go to the palace today to ask for your resignation, and leave tomorrow!"

After Zhang Normal returned to the Taoist temple, he first summoned all the disciples who accompanied him. Compared with the high spirits when they first came to the capital, the people of Longhu Mountain looked a little lost at this time. It is normal to be lost, and the emperor gave Zhang a normal reward, which was obviously aimed at Longhu Mountain.

Longhu Mountain, which has enjoyed eighty years of privileges, is probably going to have a hard time in the new dynasty.

Perhaps as a "real person", Zhang Normal and the descendants of the Zhang family have little influence, but for those who live with the Zhang family, they have already felt the cold wind from the capital.

"Prepare for the division to enter the palace today, bid farewell to the emperor, and early tomorrow morning, we will leave for Jiangxi!"

"However, Poor Dao has a temporary decision, my son Zhang Yi, stay in the capital, and pray for His Majesty the Emperor!"

Zhang Yi was Zhang Ming's hope, and he naturally would not explain to these disciples the purpose of Zhang Yi's stay in the capital.

This news surprised the disciples, Zhang Normal actually left his seven or eight-year-old son in Nanjing, and he was still a child.

"Master!"

"Master, you ......"

Although most of the people here are not very familiar with Zhang Yi because Zhang is normal and alienated from Zhang Yi. But Zhang Tianshi left his son in the capital, but two words came to their minds: anger!

Zhang Normal has never liked Zhang Yi, which is well known on Longhu Mountain.

The gambling contract between father and son, the accompanying apprentices know more or less, and now the emperor is really as Zhang Yi said, and has taught the Zhang family many lessons.

As the head of the family, Zhang Normal lost the position of Heavenly Master who had been handed down from Zhang Daoling's patriarch for forty-two generations, although the power of Longhu Mountain was still maintained, but the word Heavenly Master was self-evident to the Zhang family.

The master was annoyed and angry, so he found an excuse to leave Zhang Yi, a bad star, in the capital?

What is praying for the emperor, the whole of Longhu Mountain knows it, even if you want to pray for the emperor, you can't find a bad star to do this?

They looked at Zhang Yi with sympathetic eyes.

He was angered by his father, which was equivalent to exile in the capital and left to fend for himself.

Among them, there are not no disciples who can't look at it and want to admonish the master, but the surrounding senior brothers hurriedly stopped and told people to shut up.

"You don't have to say anything about this matter, it's already decided, and Zhang Yi himself agrees! His dojo is a pure mind outside the city......"

Pure mind?

The older disciples have begun to recall the industry of Longhu Mountain in the capital, what is the place of pure heart?

In this world, there are not 1,000 but 800 Taoist temples called Qingxinguan, but near the capital, it is in the hands of Longhu Mountain......

"It's that broken Taoist temple, and no one has presided over it for a long time!"

People with good intentions have already remembered that Taoist temple, and they look at Zhang Yi's gaze more and more sympathetic. But as long as Zhang Normal left Zhang Yi in this Taoist temple, it can be said that it was arranged in the Qingxin Temple, not specifically for Zhang Yi, so what?

Sympathy is sympathy, Longhu Mountain or Zhang Tianshi has the final say.

Now that Zhang Yi has been exiled by the Zhang family, many people choose to protect themselves.

"Zhong Xiu!"

Zhang Normal looked around and fell on his disciple Deng Zhongxiu, he had a very good impression of this disciple, and he seemed to have some sympathy for Zhang Yi's matter.

has been on Longhu Mountain for so many years, because of his blatant isolation of Zhang Yi as a father, Zhang Yi is not close to many people on Longhu Mountain.

Deng Zhongxiu is still one of the few people who can talk to Zhang Yi.

"Your junior brother is still young, I will send someone from Longhu Mountain to watch him, but before I call someone over, you will take care of your junior brother!"

Deng Zhongxiu wanted to speak and stopped, looking at the other senior brothers around him and secretly rejoicing, he swallowed his words, and everyone could see that Zhang Yi was exiled to the capital, and the people who followed him were also exiled.

The Master said that you should take care of yourself, is that what you do?

However, although he was disappointed, Deng Zhongxiu still bowed and took the errand.

"Don't worry, Master, with me here, Senior Brother is absolutely fine!"

"Okay, you guys disperse first, enter the palace now for the teacher, and go to bid farewell to the emperor!"