This monk is wearing a black robe.
Although he is a monk, he has excellent riding skills.
Riding a war horse and galloping, he was no weaker than the other soldiers.
This monk is tall and has a lot of meat on his body.
He has a kind smile on his face but a pair of triangular eyes, which somewhat undermines his overall charitable image.
While running, I would occasionally put away the smile on my face.
After the smile disappears, the person's temperament will undergo a huge change.
In an instant, he changed from the smiling monk to an eye-catching white-fronted tiger!
When the triangular eyes open and close, there is a breathtaking power that makes people tremble.
The group of people was in a hurry, rushing all the way without daring to stop for even a moment.
Obviously something extremely important is going on.
Don't want to waste even a minute of time.
After galloping for a while, they would change horses.
He stopped his horse and continued running forward.
When changing horses, they did not stop the horses and change them.
Instead, while the horses are galloping, they jump directly from the back of one horse to the back of another.
The superb riding skills are vividly displayed when changing horses.
A group of people, riding two horses, galloped forward, bringing up billows of smoke and dust.
They waited until it was almost dark before they stopped.
At this time, both humans and horses were extremely tired!
At this point, if it weren't for the darkness, the young general in the lead would still be unwilling to stop.
“Your Highness, when it’s time to rest, you must rest.
It's dark at night, it's hard to run fast, and it's very easy to get into trouble.
Resting at this time is to prepare for the journey better during the day tomorrow.
No matter how fast you go from Peking to the capital, you can't reach it overnight.
Need to know that haste makes waste. "
The monk in black looked at the young man who couldn't hide the eagerness on his face and spoke to comfort him.
At this point, the identities of these two people are already obvious.
This young general who looks very strong and looks like a warrior is none other than Zhu Yuanzhang's fourth son, King of Yan Zhu Di, who has arrived in Peking.
As for this monk, he also had a great reputation in later generations.
It was the famous demon monk Yao Guangxiao.
"Master Daoyan, I understand what you are saying, but mother and child are connected. My mother and queen are both infected with tuberculosis. How can I be calm? How can I not be anxious?"
"In life, there are too many hardships to go through, and your highness will definitely experience more difficulties in the future.
You must grow in this hardship.
Growth is never simple, it is often very painful. "
Monk Dao Yan took off the wine gourd, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, looked up at the dusk that was about to cover the earth, and spoke with a heavy voice.
If Dao Yan and Liu Bowen had dinner together, his painting style would definitely look strange.
Monk Daoyan, although he is a monk, does not avoid eating and drinking.
Liu Bowen was a Confucian scholar, but he only ate vegetarian food and rarely ate meat.
"I will never want this kind of growth! I just want my mother to be well!"
When Zhu Di said this, he clenched his fists tightly.
His Royal Highness, King Yan, who has been practicing in battles since he was a child and can now lead troops and horses on the frontier fortress without frowning even if he is hit by a sword, when he said these words, he actually brought out Crying.
This is rare.
From this we can also see how important Queen Ma is in the heart of King Yan Zhu Di.
It can be said that he must definitely surpass Lao Zhu.
Hearing Zhu Di's words, Dao Yan was also silent for a moment.
After doing this for a while, he sighed softly and said: "Birth, old age, illness, death, parting from love, long-lasting hatred, not being able to ask for it, not being able to let go, these are the eight sufferings in life, which are inevitable for everyone in the world."
Zhu Di was filled with emotion when he heard what Monk Dao Yan said.
Reaching out his hand to take advantage of the dusk, he quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Zhu Di calmed down and tried to make his voice sound normal: "Master Daoyan, do you...is there any way to cure my mother's illness?"
After the words came out, Zhu Di stared at Dao Yan with bright eyes.
Even though dusk fell, it was difficult to conceal the pleading and hope in Zhu Di's eyes.
Dao Yan slowly shook his head.
"Although the poor monk has some knowledge of medical skills, he only scratches the surface and is limited to a few common diseases.
Compared with the imperial doctors in the capital, my medical skills are far behind.
It is better to count on me than on those imperial doctors.
If anyone has a knot in his heart, maybe he can give me a try, but this kind of treatment is really not my specialty. "
Listening to Dao Yan's words, the light in Zhu Di's eyes quickly dimmed.
Although when he asked, he actually knew that Daoyan could not cure his mother's disease, but after getting a definite answer from Daoyan, Zhu Di still felt extremely uncomfortable.
This declared that the last glimmer of hope and luck in his heart was completely shattered.
Zhu Di trusted Dao Yan very much and knew that he was an expert.
In his opinion, only the deceased legendary figure Liu Bowen could surpass Dao Yan.
Now that Dao Yan has said that there is nothing he can do about his mother's illness, that means there is really nothing he can do about it.
As for the imperial doctors in the capital, there is no need to count on them.
If they could really cure their mother's illness, then my father would not send someone to Peking urgently to deliver the news to him, telling him to hurry back to the capital!
What does this mean? Zhu Di knows it very well...
Even if he didn't want to think about it at all, it was impossible.
This time, he was not the only one who got the notice. According to the news he got, the second brother, third brother, fifth brother, and the vassal king who had left the vassal when he was out were all sent by his father to notify them to return to the capital.
When he thought that his mother, the mother who gave birth to him and raised him, was about to die, Zhu Di felt extremely uncomfortable.
My heart is blocked.
He pulled out his knife and wanted to kill all the black and white impermanence, bull heads and horse faces who dared to seduce his mother's soul!
But after staring around for a while, he couldn't see anything.
In the end, he could only lower the knife feebly.
A man walked towards the darkness away from the bonfire.
He sat down, his knife thrust diagonally into the ground in front of him.
Holding his head, biting his lip, suppressing the cry.
Tears poured down like a flood.
The body trembled in the darkness.
There was a guard from King Yan, who was worried that something might happen to Zhu Di. He wanted to follow him to have a look, but was stopped by Dao Yan.
"Give him some darkness, some time, and let him get over it."
After saying that, Dao Yan picked up the wine gourd and took a sip of wine. Against the backdrop of the bonfire, his fat face looked uncertain...
Capital, inside the Forbidden City.
Han Cheng walked quickly towards Shouning Palace with the ease of staying away from Zhu Yuanzhang.
Suddenly, he paused and noticed a message that appeared on the system at some point...
