From the perspective of a time traveler, the loss of the title Zhang Tianshi seems to have had no impact?
Although the Zhang family would be suppressed by the Ming emperor, they were still prosperous and prosperous, and survived until the fall of the Ming Dynasty.
But for the current Zhang family, the name of Heavenly Master is of great significance.
Although Zhang Celestial Master was not officially recognized before the Yuan Dynasty, the Zhang family regarded themselves as Celestial Masters and no one interfered. But now the emperor's words, "How can there be a master in heaven?", is this equivalent to asking the Zhang family to completely give up this name?
Even if it was a private address, the emperor probably wouldn't care, and they wouldn't dare.
The name of Heavenly Master was too important to the Zhang family, but the name left by the ancestors was completely ruined in Zhang Chenggong's hands.
Perhaps future generations of Celestial Masters will get used to this humiliation, but as the 42nd generation Celestial Master, Zhang Pongli found it difficult to get over it.
Zhang Yi was silent. He thought of his father, who was only thirty-nine years old now, and he only had ten years left in his life.
Ten years later, when I was only seventeen or eighteen years old, I would attend the funeral of the old man in front of me.
Dying at the age of forty-nine might have been normal in ancient times, but it was too strange for a well-educated Taoist. If he hadn't been depressed, he might not have been able to live a few more years.
"Father, you think too highly of me. Not to mention us, even if our ancestors were reborn, we would not be able to change that king's mind. He is Zhu Yuanzhang...
Moreover, there will be several heroes appearing behind the Zhu family. With them, this matter cannot be even thought of! "
Lao Zhang did not grasp the details of Zhang Yi's words. He only knew that the emperor admired Zhang Yi. This may be the Zhang family's only chance.
"Do your best and obey fate. All I need from you is a promise!"
"Okay, I'll do my best!"
Zhang Yi had no choice but to agree to Zhang Changsong's request. He clearly saw Zhang Yi's face seemed to be about to burst into tears, but he took it back.
In life, everyone has their own persistence!
Although Zhang Yi didn't understand why his father had such confidence in him, he agreed.
At least he had something in mind to live a few more years.
Otherwise, there would not have been the embarrassing scene where he died too early, Zhang Yuchu did not receive the inheritance from the Tianshi Mansion, and had to learn Taoism from others.
With Zhang Yi's promise, a big stone fell in Zhang Changsheng's heart, and his energy and energy were also boosted a lot.
Seeing these changes in Zhang Yi's eyes, he felt more and more that his father's early death was probably related to the title of Heavenly Master.
After Zhang Chenggong fulfilled his biggest request, he started chatting with his son.
Father and son have never talked like this in so many years. At first, he treated Zhang Yi as a child and taught him diligently.
Soon, he found that he was being guided by Zhang Yi.
Only then did Zhang Changshang realize that in the conversation between him and Zhang Yi, he unconsciously used his attitude towards his peers to communicate with him. He had just noticed this subtle change, but Zhang Yi had not noticed it.
By default, his son is precocious and Zhang Wengwang is not surprised by this kind of thing. The father and son talked at night by candlelight, and gradually resolved some of their knots.
But Zhang Changsheng also understood that it would be extremely difficult for Zhang Yi to completely eliminate the estrangement between him...
When he got up early the next day, Zhang Yi found that Zhang Chenggang had woken up.
"Get up. I've prepared the place you need. Come with me!"
Zhang Chenggang led Zhang Yi out and walked around Nanjing.
It's the fourth watch of the day in Nanjing, and the people of Yingtian Mansion have gotten up early and are running around for their lives.
The sound of hawking could be heard on the street. Zhang Yi looked around curiously. This was the first time he had seen Nanjing like this.
Everyone came and went in a hurry, the common people were busy making their living, but the officials began to prepare to go to the palace for the morning court.
“Freshly baked buns…”
"Let me, let me, my master wants to go over..."
"Sit in the guest room!"
Zhang Chenggang turned a blind eye to the things around him. He just bought two buns on the roadside and stuffed them into the hungry Zhang Yi.
The father and son walked all the way out of the city. Not far away, Zhang Yi saw a dilapidated Taoist temple.
"Pure Heart Viewing? This is where I will end up in the future?"
But he didn't expect that his father would actually place him in a Taoist temple that had long since fallen into disrepair.
"You taught me that the Zhang family is low-key. The Zhang family has many properties. When my father was preparing to say goodbye to His Majesty the Emperor, he returned to the court, so I can only arrange this Taoist temple for you!
My father knows that you have great wisdom, but you are still young after all. I will leave Deng Zhongxiu to take care of you until I send a reliable elder from Longhu Mountain before letting him return to the mountain!
Longhu Mountain will send people to send some money every year, but not too much. As you said, since His Majesty pays attention to Longhu Mountain, we still keep a low profile!
When I return to Longhu Mountain, I will rectify the atmosphere of Longhu Mountain and strive to satisfy the one in the palace! "
Zhang Chenggong was cautious, seemingly giving instructions to Zhang Yi, but in fact he wanted to ask Zhang Yi for advice.
Zhang Yi was speechless after hearing this.
He can foresee the fate of Longhu Mountain in the next few hundred years and knows that nothing major will happen to the Tianshi Mansion.
After all, the Zhang family still had value in the emperor's mind, and the threat was not high. As long as they did not seek death, they would basically be in a stable state.
Of course, if his eldest brother causes trouble in his hometown in the future, it will be easy for the court to get rid of him.
Thinking of this incident, he turned back to Zhang Changchun and said:
"Dad, there are no other big things, but you have to do a good job in educating your eldest brother. He is smart and studious, and you and your mother like him very much, but this can also easily develop his arrogant temper. Our old Zhang family needs to keep a low profile. This future is very difficult. You will suffer a big loss...
Also, you should also cultivate your moral character, there is no need to be depressed because of this trivial matter, and take less pills..."
Zhang Yi took the trouble to vaccinate Zhang Chenggang. He always felt that his early death was probably related to his random consumption of pills and depression!
Zhang Changshang stared at Zhang Yi blankly, feeling that this boy seemed to have something in his words. Thinking of Zhang Yineng's prophecy that the Zhang family would lose their status as Heavenly Masters, he also took heed of the boy's advice.
Moreover, being cared about by this evil star actually made Lao Zhang feel warm in his heart...
"Take care of yourself and don't keep talking all day long!"
Zhang Changshang hesitated for a moment, but in the end he still didn’t dare to remind Zhang Yi. Instead, he hinted at it in a nonchalant way. Finally, he added:
"Your Uncle Huang is a good person. You should be polite to him. If he is willing to help you, it will be much easier than your father!"
Okay, let's go back. I will announce to everyone that I will keep you in the capital, but I won't tell you the specific reasons. Let's keep a low profile! "
After Zhang Chenggong finished speaking, he turned around and walked out the door.
Zhang Yi touched every plant and tree in the Taoist temple with a smile on his lips.
"For the time being, let's be a Taoist priest. If I have a chance, can I change my status? From now on, I will be alone... Although this is a bit earlier than my original plan, from now on, I will only live for myself!"
Zhang Yi muttered to himself. After speaking, he turned around and chased Zhang Zhongcheng's back.
What the father and son didn't know was that the content of their chat yesterday and their whereabouts today had long been placed on the emperor's desk.
"Is this Zhang Zhongxin so frightened by me that he chose a run-down Taoist temple for his son?"
The emperor put down the secret memorandum and handed it to Zhu Biao, still a little unhappy.
Zhu Biao smiled:
"Father, don't blame Master Zhang for being frightened. After all, you told everything about what was discovered on Zhangjia Mountain. He doesn't doubt that you have people on Longhu Mountain! Besides, he didn't guess wrong. The father and son chatted yesterday. Isn’t the content right here?”
Lao Zhu snorted coldly. He knew what Zhu Biao said was reasonable. He was allowed to spy on others, but he was not allowed to be careful. He specifically found a dilapidated Taoist temple to prevent his son's every move from being monitored?
"This kid is weird!"
Zhu Biao pointed to a passage in the secret music and said to the emperor.
