The black monk's robe shows that Dao Yan is now a monk, and he was still a Taoist priest when he first debuted.

But whether it is a Taoist priest or a monk, whether it is in the temple or in the temple, Dao Yan has burned a lot of incense in his life, but he has never smelled this smell.

The white smoke spit out by Ji Boying rushed into Dao Yan's nasal cavity, and after Dao Yan was stunned, he coughed violently.

"You, you..."

Before Dao Yan finished his sentence, Zhu Laosi, who was half a step back, saw Ji Boying, and immediately greeted him with a face full of ecstasy, and saluted respectfully.

"Zhu Di see the immortal master!"

Immortal Master?

This guy is an immortal master?

Dao Yan coughed violently while looking at the person in front of him, this person who looked strange and frivolous turned out to be the immortal in King Yan's mouth? This is completely different from the image of the immortal in my imagination!

"Well, follow me somewhere."

Ji Boying just glanced at Dao Yan, and then he was about to take Zhu Laosi away.

"Immortal Master and so on."

Dao Yan forcibly swallowed and spoke continuously.

"The immortal master said to His Royal Highness in the Hall of Xiaoling that His Highness would not move the capital, and the little monk dared to ask, what is the reason?"

This posture seems to be preparing for a debate with Ji Boying.

Ji Boying frowned slightly, in this matter, he did have to come to talk to Zhu Laosi sooner or later, and to talk to Zhu Laosi, Dao Yan would inevitably be present, but not now.

"You wait here, and in an hour I'll come to you."

Leaving a word, Ji Boying disappeared in place.

Before Dao Yan could reply, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his open mouth seemed to be a little closed.

'Gone, gone?! ’

"Temple...!"

subconsciously exited, but when he turned around to look, Zhu Laosi, who was originally standing beside him, had also disappeared without a trace.

Monk Daoyan gasped violently, and suddenly felt that his worldview was impacted.

Touching his shiny head, the monk who was known as the black-clothed prime minister in later generations was silent for a moment, then turned around and walked back to the study, looking for a place to meditate.

Since the immortal told me to wait an hour, the old man waited an hour. ’

………………………

Hongwu time and space, drunken immortal pavilion top private room.

"Big brother, how can you steal my cigar?!"

"Biao'er, you can't smoke anymore!"

"The last bite, the last bite..."

When Ji Boying returned to Hongwu time and space, this was the scene that caught his eyes.

Ah Biao bit Xiao Zhu Si's cigar and smoked violently.

If you can't get your heart and be restless forever, this is simply the truth of the world, even if it is a founding prince like Zhu Biao, he can't resist the temptation of a small cigar.

And behind Ji Boying, Zhu Laosi, who came from Jianwen time and space, looked at the three people in front of him and was completely stunned (next to distinguish between Hongwu time and space Zhu Di and Jianwen time and space Zhu Di, Hongwu time and space Zhu Di is called Xiao Zhu Si, and Jianwen time and space Zhu Di is called Zhu Laosi).

"Big, big brother..."

Thump.

When Zhu Laosi saw Zhu Biao, he knelt down, his eyes red.

In Zhu Laosi's world, in the year of Zhu Biao's death, Lao Zhu secretly ordered the northern feudal domains to guard the feudal lands and not have to enter Beijing, and failed to personally bury his eldest brother, which was also the pain of Zhu Laosi's life.

For Zhu Laosi, Zhu Biao is not only his brother, but emotionally, he is also half of the father who single-handedly brought him up.

Zhu Biao, who had just finished smoking the last puff of cigar and was snatched back by Xiao Zhu Si, was stunned when he heard the sound, and subconsciously looked at Zhu Laosi who was kneeling on the ground, and his brows furrowed.

"You are..."

Zhu Biao's eyes showed doubts, and then he was shocked, and subconsciously looked at Xiao Zhu Si beside him, and found that the appearance and facial features of these two people were extremely similar, but their temperaments were completely different.

One is a fledgling and high-spirited guy, and the other is a middle-aged man who is old and spicy and full of killing.

"Fourth?"

Zhu Biao tried to shout.

"Big brother, give up, I won't give you any more cigars."

Xiao Zhu Si next to him immediately answered, and then was stunned, because he found that Zhu Biao was not talking to himself, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Zhu Laosi, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt like a person.

If he knew that quintessential sentence, he would have blurted it out long ago.

And Zhu Laosi, who was kneeling, silently communicated with Zhu Biao with his eyes, and when Zhu Laosi's eyes were confirmed, Zhu Biao's heart was even more shocked.

'How come there are two fourths?!' ’

"Get up."

Lao Zhu had already seen Zhu Di in Jianwen's time and space, and said lightly.

"Thank you, Father."

Zhu Laosi blurted out.

And Zhu Laosi, who recovered from the excitement of seeing his eldest brother, although he didn't understand what was going on, his heart was even more shocked, he once thought that this was heaven...

After all, in Zhu Laosi's world, his father and eldest brother had already ascended to heaven, until he saw himself when he was young, and an unbelievable guess rose in his heart.

"This is..."

"You're right, this is the Hongwu period."

Ji Boying sat down in his place, and then didn't care how surprised Zhu Laosi was in his heart.

Raise your hand a little.

On this table, there is a one-to-one reduction of mahjong bean paste cake, which is no wonder Ji Boying, this son of a bitch's system only has finished edible items in the benefits.

There are many kinds of theories about the time of appearance of mahjong, some say that it was made by a mathematician named Zhang Sui in the Tang Dynasty, some say that it was invented by Zheng He in the West, and some say that it only appeared during the Wanli period, anyway, I can't say clearly.

However, looking at the eyes of Lao Zhu's father and son, it is obvious that they will fight this thing.

"Sit down."

It's too boring to talk about things simply, with a cigar in your mouth, a flying drink in your mouth, and mahjong in your hands, so that there is an atmosphere for talking about things.

"What are you doing? Can't hear the words of the immortal master? ”

Seeing that Ah Biao and Zhu Laosi were standing still, Lao Zhu added.

Only then did Zhu Biao sit down on the left side of the table, and Zhu Laosi sat on the right side.

As for Xiao Zhu Si just wanted to sit down, Lao Zhu glared at him, the meaning was obvious, and he was responsible for shuffling and pouring wine.

"Without further ado, let's move on to the first question."

Ji Boying took off the cigar he was biting.

"Ming officials are good."