Dao Yan acted very quickly, and within a few days he personally delivered the document to the Guan Ya Bureau.
Zhu Bai suppressed his excitement and looked through the certificate carefully: the seals were complete, indicating his dharma name "Mingzhi", as well as the time he became a monk and his appearance.
With this thing, coupled with the "Monk Record", he can use his "Mingzhi" identity in the future to enter any temple without being suspected.
This is his first clone.
At critical moments, it can save lives.
He nodded: "Okay. Master, go back first. I will find a way to make your wish come true."
Daoyan couldn't help being happy and hurriedly saluted: "Amitabha, thank you so much, Your Highness."
He is not afraid that Zhu Bai will not keep his promise. After all, "Monk Records" needs to be updated every year.
Zhu Bai said: "This matter must not be mentioned to a third person. Otherwise, if it leaks out, Miaozhi Chanyuan will be destroyed, and even you will not be able to save your life. By then, not only will I be unable to save you, but you will also be scolded for your willfulness. .”
Dao Yan saluted: "This poor monk will naturally understand this."
The risk in this matter was originally greater on his side.
If it weren't for being able to go to Zhu Di, he wouldn't agree.
Zhu Bai put away the ultimatum, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked Yan: "By the way, does the master know where Master Zong Li is?"
I heard that although Dao Yan is ugly, he is proficient in Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, and has good relations with the leaders of these three schools.
Zong Li is the leader of Buddhism.
Others may not know his whereabouts, but a social activist like Daoyan is very well-informed.
Dao Yan replied: "It seems that Master Zongli will return to Tianjie Temple in three days to review the list of "Monk Records" of Tianjie Temple this year. Why does your highness ask this?"
Zhu Bai smiled: "Don't worry, I will definitely let you go to King Yan within half a month."
There are several important things that should be done together.
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Zong Lai now responded that Tiancheng was like a thief, wearing a bamboo hat and gray monk's robe. He didn't even dare to take a novice monk with him, for fear of being discovered and reported to Zhu Bai.
After he got off the boat, he deliberately did not go through the nearest north gate. Instead, he went around and entered the city through the small south gate - Sanshan Gate.
As long as he walked another half mile, he would be able to return to the back door of Tianjie Temple. Then he would hide inside and pretend to be a turtle. No matter who came, he would not be seen!
Zong Lai successfully entered the Sanshan Gate, lowered his head and lowered his straw hat to cover his face, and then ran all the way towards Tianjie Temple.
Very good, there are many pilgrims and wandering monks in Tianjie Temple today, which can perfectly cover his whereabouts.
Zong Li felt excited and raised his head to look at the back door, which was only ten steps away.
The curtain of a carriage parked by the door suddenly opened, and a familiar little figure came out leisurely, then stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Zong Lai with a smile.
"I'm strangling Buddha, it's troublesome." Zong Lai complained secretly and turned around immediately.
Zhu Bai raised his hand: "Hey, master, don't run away, I won't hit you."
Zong Lai stopped, clasped his hands together, and sighed: "Alas. Amitabha, bad fate."
After half a stick of incense, Zhu Bai sat in Zong Lai's Zen room, happily drinking Tianjie Temple's unique fragrant tea and eating vegetarian snacks.
Zong Li looked troubled: "Your Highness, the old monk really doesn't have time to copy scriptures for Your Highness this time. Please forgive me."
Zhu Bai chuckled: "Master, what are you talking about? Am I such a thick-skinned person?"
Zong Lai said silently in his heart: Yes. You are the thickest-skinned kid I have ever seen. none of them.
Zhu Bai said: "Don't worry. I won't copy the scriptures this time. I just want the master to help me recommend someone to my father."
Zong Lai asked: "Who?"
Who is so brave that he asked Zhu Bailai to come forward and ask him, a Buddhist leader, to recommend it to the emperor?
Zhu Bai: "Master's friend. Master Daoyan."
Zong Lai suddenly realized and shook his head: "Disciple, it's not that the poor monk is stingy. Since the poor monk took office as You Shanshi, he and Master You Jueyi Laifu have recommended Dao Yan to the emperor several times. The emperor has not said anything."
As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. He wished that someone could take his place and stay by Lao Zhu's side. Since Dao Yan was determined to enter the court, he was naturally willing to recommend Dao Yan.
Zhu Bai narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Master. This time, I guarantee your success, you just have to recommend it."
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With the five older princes gone, Zhu Bai, the commander-in-chief of the Military and Horse Department, became a mere commander.
Lao Zhu was actually a little worried about Zhu Bai.
Although he knew that he could stand up to five of them, and that all the commanders of the five military and horse divisions were controlled by him, he was still an eight-year-old "three-inch boy" after all...
Seeing that he came back early today, Lao Zhu specifically put down what he was doing and asked him: "What are your plans for the Bingma Division?"
Zhu Bai said: "Please ask my father to appoint a new commander for the Zhongcheng Army and Horse Department. However, it is up to my son to appoint the two deputy commanders."
If they were all his people from top to bottom, even if Lao Zhu was not taboo, there would still be people who would chirp.
Anyway, most of the people who really do things are deputies. If the new capital commander disobeys, he will just stand aside.
Lao Zhu naturally understood Zhu Bai's little plan and nodded: "Okay. The boy is quite smooth in handling things, and there is no leakage."
Zhu Bai said: "Zhongcheng Soldiers and Horses Department has been severely weakened this time. I want to select a few capable, honest and good-looking people to supplement it."
Lao Zhu: "Okay, how do you plan to choose."
This guy made it very simple, but just the two conditions of "competence" and "honesty" are difficult to meet.
Not to mention looking good.
Zhu Bai himself was one of a million in appearance, and the people he saw in the palace all day long were also carefully selected.
It's really difficult to look so good that even Zhu Bai finds it pleasing to the eye. Haha.
In addition, the official position of the Military and Horse Division is small, the salary is low, and the responsibilities are great.
There must not be many people applying for the job.
Zhu Bai tilted his head and said: "Those who are picked out by cavalry and archery are all fools. The army and horse department deal with profiteers and citizens every day, and they have to be flexible. I wonder if I can follow my father that day." We need to hold up the flag and hold a game that tests both brains and physical strength. It is best to have a confrontation, with rewards and punishments for winning and losing, so that these people can go all out. Brothers are now going to the feudal land and Zhongdu. , are not in Yingtian. His Highness the Crown Prince is weak, so he can only help his father to come forward. "
Boy, what tricks do you want to play?
But since you said it, we've been quite bored lately, so I'll just play with you.
Lao Zhu was secretly amused, raised his eyebrows and asked, "If you want me to come forward, the stakes must be bigger, otherwise we won't be interested."
Hey, I took the bait.
Zhu Bai had difficulty in making his decision: "Father, I think the stakes are high."
Lao Zhu: "The loser will give the winner a thousand taels of silver."
Zhu Bai's head immediately shook like a rattle: "Forget it, I don't have that much money."
Nonsense, you little brat sells scriptures and engages in officialdom, and you don’t even know how much you’ve made. The palace is filled with boxes of silver. Do you dare to say that there is no silver?
You are so stingy, I want to make more money from you.
After all, the money is in the hands of a traitor like you, and I don’t know how it will be spent carelessly.
