"Monk, if you want to seek an official position, why should you come to me? I'm still young. You think I'm favored, but in fact it's just because my father takes pity on my frailty."
"If you want to bet, I can only tell you that you have found the wrong person. My ambition in life is to be a free and easy king..." Zhu Su said.
"King of leisure and leisure? Haha, isn't it ridiculous for His Highness to say this? There has been no family affection in the royal family since ancient times. As His Majesty's youngest legitimate son, Your Highness is treated differently by His Majesty. If you just want to be free and easy, what's the difference between killing someone who leads you to the throne?"
"That may be acceptable while His Majesty is still alive. But if His Majesty the Crown Prince ascends the throne, how can His Majesty guarantee that he will still allow you to continue to act unscrupulously?"
"Even if His Highness the Crown Prince still agrees, Your Highness, how can you guarantee that the ministers around him will not regard you as a stepping stone for promotion and wealth? A powerless prince who can be famous without being a threat is the best way to establish himself. Foundation. There are still brothers among the people who are jealous of each other. But only one person in the royal family has the power. If you succeed, you will be proud of the heavens. If you fail, you will fall into the dust. How can you not be jealous of your brothers as time goes by? "
The black-clothed monk finally stopped using a neither humble nor arrogant tone. His triangular eyes emitted a mocking glare, and his voice sounded like it came from the hell of Jiuyou. Zhu Su, who was about to turn around and leave, suddenly trembled in his heart. This monster monk really has some abilities, and these words accurately spoke to his deepest fears.
Even though the brotherhood is indeed deep now, in the future, when old Zhu Longyu dies and Zhu Biaoyu ascends to the throne, will Zhu Biao at that time regard his former flesh-and-blood brothers as a thorn in his side?
Even if he still thinks about his brotherhood, and those civil servants are trying to trick him day and night, can Zhu Biao always stick to his true heart?
Don't forget that Zhu Yunwen also strengthened his determination to cut down the vassal clan because civil servants such as Huang Zicheng and Qi Tai fanned the flames day after day!
Seeing that Zhu Su was indeed persuaded, the black monk's triangular eyes flashed with a hint of amusement. Unexpectedly, Zhu Su just hesitated for a moment. Soon, he regained his original intention.
Zhu Biao has taken care of these younger brothers since he was a child and treats them with all his heart. If I have a grudge in my heart because of what this guy said, how is that any different from an animal?
Moreover, Zhu Su and Lao Zhu actually have plans for the future of these brothers. A foolproof strategy that would never make it difficult for Zhu Biao, and that the monk in black could never imagine with his poor vision despite his supposed wisdom.
After regaining his true feelings, Zhu Su immediately returned to the position of leader of the conversation. Looking at the determined look in the eyes of the monk in black, he seemed certain that Zhu Su would be moved by these words.
Zhu Su suddenly felt a sense of pleasure in teasing historical celebrities from a high position.
"That's all. It's not enough to talk about speculation. As expected, you, a monk, are not very good at learning Taoism, and there is nothing good to hear about it." Zhu Su neither became angry nor showed concern on his face. Instead, he stood up with a smile on his lips.
"...Your Highness?" It was the monk in black's turn to be stunned. He was almost 100% sure that His Highness was precocious. All wise people must be doubtful, and their hearts cannot stand the test. How could His Highness still be so untroubled when he started from the weaknesses of the human heart?
Ever since he met Yuan Gong, the correct fortune teller, and learned that his destiny was Liu Bingzhong, he had been bent on doing something big.
Who is Liu Bingzhong? The monk who assisted Kublai Khan, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty, stirred up troubles and was prone to killing. Use tens of millions of corpses to help his master seize the world's inheritance!
From then on, he made it his lifelong ideal to assist a prince to stir up troubles in the world. The fifth prince at this time is undoubtedly a good choice. He has the favor of the emperor, extraordinary wisdom, and only needs the slightest ambition...
"Oh, yes, monk."
Zhu Su walked to the entrance of the palace, facing the dazzling sunlight outside the palace, and suddenly thought of something and turned his head. He said something that made the black monk’s hair stand on end:
"After learning the art of slaying dragons, you don't necessarily have to slay dragons to prove what you have learned. This land has gone through too much suffering. Use their blood to prove your talent, your heart is as black as your monk's robe ?"
"The situation has become smaller. Monk. Dragon slaying skills, why do you have to slay the dragons of my Han family? Help my Han family slay all the evil dragons in the wilderness and create a great cause that has never been done before or since. In this way, you will not disobey the ancestors of Tianxin, Wouldn't it be much better if you could leave a good name for eternity than if you only think about doing evil things?"
"That white hat can only be worn on my eldest brother's head. None of the other kings can bear it, nor can they bear it. If you want to stir up trouble, you can, outside of China, you can do whatever you want. But in China The place has gone through numerous difficulties and dangers, but the people have managed to survive until now. This is the time to revive our thousand-year-old Chinese civilization..."
"I will kill anyone who dares to cause trouble here. If you want to cause trouble, I will kill you first."
"Do you understand? Monk Daoyan?"
"Or should I call you...Yao Guangxiao?"
It was obviously just a glance from a teenager who was more than ten years old, but the monk in black was so excited that he almost collapsed on the futon.
How did he know that he wanted to give him a white hat? How did he know that he was learning dragon slaying? I have never told him my name and dharma title... but he actually knows it?
He...who is he?
Yao Guangxiao was sweating all over his body. When Zhu Su stared at him, he actually felt that he was naked.
The murderous intent contained in this glance could not purify the coldness in Yao Guangxiao's heart even with the kind-faced Sakyamuni Buddha in the palace.
Like a dragon looking back!
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"Fifth uncle? Have you finished the divination? Did the monk tell you a divination or test your words? Is the calculation accurate?" Seeing Zhu Su coming out of the palace, Li Jinglong hurriedly greeted him.
"Hmph, how accurate can a monk tell fortunes? He's just pretending to be a ghost in order to gain a foothold in the world." Zhu Su smiled. Looking back, he looked at Yao Guangxiao who was still sitting blankly in the hall. Just now, it was the first time that he had murderous intentions towards someone. This is a lunatic, a paranoid man who wants to prove himself. Zhu Su saw from his eyes that as long as he could prove his ability to the world, this demon monk would not mind at all that the whole of China would fall into war again.
But he did not expect that the young master had already informed Lao Zhu about all the future events. Zhu Laosi, the only one who could be his future revolutionary partner, was already frightened by Lao Zhu. Even without Zhu Su, I believe that Zhu Di would never dare to stir up trouble with Zhu Biao. His relationship with Zhu Laosi is not at all inferior to that of his eldest brother Zhu Biao.
If you believe in Zhu Biao, you should also believe in the current Zhu Di.
I wanted to kill him once and for all, but this demon monk is also a great person. Although it is a sharp blade that can easily cut oneself, if used well, it can still cut through the thorns for the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Su made a decision in a flash of thought. Since he came to his door, he wouldn't mind making a pair of shackles for him. If he could turn around and become the demon blade of Ming Dynasty to the outside world, then the entire Chinese nation would make a lot of money.
I dare to take the Jurchen tribe's dog with me, so what's the point of having another demon monk who learns the art of slaying dragons?
"Jiujiang, let someone give that monster monk fifty military sticks, and he will be punished for looking at me. If he can't stand it anymore and dies, just throw him into the mountains to feed the wild beasts. If he survives, he will be brought to Zhuangzi to feed him. I feed the horses, but I still need a groom." Zhu Su said with a wicked tone.
(End of chapter)
