Daoyan left calmly, but as he rode back and forth on the horse, his mood began to swing from side to side. In this state, he still didn't recover until he came to Zhu Di's side.
Zhu Di glanced at Dao Yan very strangely. He wanted to know the scene of meeting Han Du today, but at Dao Yan's strong request, he agreed to Dao Yan to test Han Du.
It was clearly a test of Han Du's true identity, so why did Dao Yan become so distracted now?
"Aren't you going to meet Han Du? What's going on?"
After hearing Zhu Di's words, Dao Yan realized that he had come all the way back like this. And he had no memory of how he came back. Obviously, when he was thinking about Han Du just now, it took all his energy.
Looking sideways at Zhu Di, Dao Yan sighed slightly, "I've seen it before."
Zhu Di's pupils shrank slightly. Since he had seen it before, could Dao Yan's expression be because of what he said to Han Du? still......
"What's going on?"
Dao Yan had recovered by this time, and his mind gradually became clearer. He did not answer Zhu Di's question, but took the opportunity to ask him: "My lord, what do you think of the poor monk's dharma title?"
Zhu Di didn't know why Dao Yan asked this. He frowned and asked in confusion: "Dao Yan, what do you want to say?"
Dao Yan let out a long sigh silently, and then started to talk about the meeting with Han Du, "... Han Du asked the poor monk his name, but the poor monk blocked him back because he had forgotten his lay name. Then he When he asked the poor monk about his dharma name, he told him that his dharma name was Daoyan..."
Listening to Dao Yan's words, Zhu Di couldn't help holding his breath. He seemed to have a feeling that Dao Yan was about to tell the reason why he was like this.
"Then, Han Du asked the poor monk the origin of his dharma title."
"Origin? Does your dharma title really have an origin? Why don't I know this? I've never seen you mention it." If Dao Yan hadn't mentioned it, Zhu Di wouldn't even think about the origin of a dharma title.
Now that Dao Yan has mentioned this, it is obvious that the origin of his name must be extraordinary.
"Did you tell him?"
Although the origin of a Buddhist title is not a very important matter, since Dao Yan didn't tell him at the beginning, then casually telling Han Du made Zhu Di feel a little grudge.
Dao Yan suddenly noticed the suspicion in Zhu Di's words, and his heart suddenly thumped. Now that the great cause has not been accomplished, if Zhu Di becomes suspicious of himself, then there is no need to do anything. Otherwise, we should quickly hide in the deep mountains and old forests and end up trapped in this miserable life. Or just wash his neck and wait, and have someone come to him and kill him and Zhu Di together.
Daoyan woke up instantly. If Zhu Di didn't explain it clearly, with his suspicious temperament, this matter would definitely become a knot in his heart and sooner or later it would explode.
"Of course the poor monk won't tell him." When he mentioned Han Du, Daoyan's face couldn't help but become stern.
Then there was another helpless sigh, and he explained to Zhu Di: "But does your highness believe it? Han Du actually guessed the origin of the poor monk's name the moment he heard it."
Zhu Di was sure that Dao Yan was lying, and his expression immediately softened. He looked at Dao Yan calmly, waiting for his next words.
"The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine. This is where the title of the poor monk comes from." After saying that, Dao Yan sighed slightly. Originally, when he took this title, he was very passionate and wanted to start a vigorous career.
But as soon as Han Du heard his name, he could accurately guess his thoughts, and Dao Yan felt scared. There are actually people in this world who can see through his inner thoughts at a glance. Even if he wants to deal with it indifferently, he can't do it.
He definitely doesn't believe that this is a coincidence. A smart person like him doesn't pay attention to luck at all. He believes that 'things depend on man-made things, and man can conquer nature'.
When Zhu Di heard this, he was a little surprised and looked at Dao Yan happily. Surprisingly, he didn't expect that Dao Yan's dharma title had this origin. Fortunately, Dao Yan can hold such a strong hostility towards Han Du, which means that he can still be trusted.
"The Great Dao is fifty, Tian Yan is forty-nine, Dao Yan... you have such great courage."
"Hahaha, if the poor monk doesn't even have this courage, how can he dare to say that he can help the prince?" Dao Yan chuckled twice and said in Zhu Di's ear in words that only two people could hear clearly.
Not only did Zhu Di not have the slightest objection to Dao Yan's arrogance, he actually nodded in agreement. Indeed, what they want to do is not just as simple as losing their heads. The best outcome would be to kill the whole clan if they don't do well.
The two looked at each other candidly for a long time, talking to each other, further increasing their trust in each other, and working towards their common goal.
Zhu Di was very satisfied with Dao Yan's frankness, but when he thought of Han Du, he frowned and thought: "This Han Du can actually tell the origin of your name in one sentence. He is indeed extremely wise."
As he spoke, Zhu Di narrowed his eyes and looked into the void in front of him, as if he was seeing the obstacles Han Du would cause to him in the future, and his face suddenly darkened.
Dao Yan also nodded in agreement, pondered for a moment, and said: "This Han Du is indeed not a wasted reputation. Before meeting him, the poor monk only thought that he was just a young man who got his ambition. Unexpectedly, he was not only thoughtful, but also quick in thinking. .”
Seeing his own words, Zhu Di's face became even more ugly. Dao Yan smiled confidently at Zhu Di and said, "However, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated. We now know his details, but he knows nothing about us."
Zhu Di nodded subconsciously and agreed with Dao Yan's view. Then a smile appeared on his face, but this smile was filled with a bone-chilling chill.
...
The army left the customs and marched day by day. The surrounding mountains gradually became flat, the tall and straight trees gradually became shorter, and finally turned into shallow grasslands.
Han Du led the Shanzi camp and followed the army.
Zhu Di, who had not seen him for a few days, rode his horse again and came to Han Du.
"I pay my respects to His Highness King Yan." Although Han Du didn't know the reason for Zhu Di's arrival, he warmly saluted Zhu Di first.
Although Zhu Di said that there was no need to be polite in the army, he was still very happy that Han Du could show such respect to him.
He stretched out his hand towards Han Du and said, "Get up quickly. I said that you don't need to be polite in the army."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Han Du did not reduce his holdings and straightened up.
Zhu Di was tall and tall, sitting on a horse. Da Ma and Han Du were walking side by side, and he was half a head taller than Han Du.
Looking sideways and lowering his eyebrows at Han Du who said nothing, Zhu Di said with a smile: "I will be here in a few days, and I don't know if you have any difficulties here. If you have any difficulties, just tell me, and I will definitely help you. "
Han Du glanced at Zhu Di and thought: My problem is that monk Daoyan. Go and chop him down for me now.
Unfortunately, Han Du could only keep these words in his heart and could not even reveal them at all, so as not to alert others.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. I appreciate it. But everything is fine here now. If there are any difficulties in the future, I will definitely ask Your Majesty for help." Han Du showed a grateful expression and looked at Zhu Di excitedly.
Han Du's enthusiasm surprised even Zhu Di. After taking a closer look at Han Du, I felt relieved when I saw that his expression didn't look like he was faking it.
Suddenly, Zhu Di glanced at the carriage behind Han Du. The modified wheels of the carriage were weird, which immediately attracted Zhu Di's attention.
Initially, Zhu Di just thought that these carriages were a little strange because of Han Du, but when he saw the ruts left by the wheels, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Turning around, he asked Han Du directly: "I see how the ruts left by these carriages of yours are only a shallow layer, and even the grass is not pressed into the soil? I have seen the carriages accompanying the army. , those carriages transporting grain and grass will leave ruts at least an inch deep. Are these carriages of yours empty and pulling nothing?"
"Your Majesty's eyes are as bright as a torch, but these carriages of yours are all pulling heavy loads." Han Du flattered Zhu Di with a smile and patted him, explaining.
"Impossible!" Zhu Di shook his head directly, not believing what Han Du said. He stared at Han Du and said, "If your carriage is pulling heavy objects, the ruts should be as deep as others."
Seeing Zhu Di staring at him, Han Du could only raise his hand and point to the carriage and said with a smile: "Have you noticed that the wheels of my carriage are different from ordinary carriages?"
Zhu Di had already noticed the difference, and nodded calmly and said: "Indeed, the wheels are much wider than ordinary carriages."
Han Du breathed out and immediately smiled: "The reason why these carriages did not sink in is because of these wheels. As the wheels become wider, the contact area between the wheels and the ground will increase, and the pressure will decrease under the same weight. , so it won’t sink into the soil easily.”
What contact area? What pressure? What are these things?
Zhu Di was confused when he heard this, and his eyes were full of doubts.
Han Du saw it, coughed apologetically, and explained with a smile: "These are things taught in the academy..."
Zhu Di has not been taken seriously by Lao Zhu since he was a child, and he was not even hired by a good gentleman. Therefore, Zhu Di was extremely lacking in knowledge of the Four Books, Five Classics, and ancient articles. And he himself was not interested in reading. On the contrary, he was extremely enthusiastic and talented in marching and fighting.
Zhu Di had not even received an orthodox cultural education, and he was not interested in the mathematics, physics and chemistry taught in the academy. He had only heard that Mathematics and Chemistry were taught at the Royal Academy of the Ming Dynasty, but he had no idea what Mathematics and Chemistry were.
