"Xuan." Zhu Su summoned quickly, and the dog exited the tent. After a while, Yao Guangxiao, dressed in black, walked in. He put his hands together and saluted Zhu Su and Zhu Di: "Your Highness, Your Royal Highness."
"Monk, it's rare for you to take the initiative to look for me. What happened?" Zhu Su asked.
Now that they are all at sea and supplies are insufficient, coordination is extremely important. Under Zhu Su's orders, Yao Guangxiao shouldered the heavy responsibility of coordinating supplies and formulating a way forward without hesitation. Yao Guangxiao suddenly asked for a meeting, and Zhu Su's first reaction was that there was a shortage of food and grass supplies.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, the poor monk is not here for food and grass." Yao Guangxiao saw through what Zhu Su was thinking at a glance and bowed slightly. "Actually, it's the poor monk himself who has come to report to His Highness the Ming Dynasty because he has a ruthless request."
"Unkind invitation?" Zhu Su couldn't help but frowned. When he first met, he made it clear to the monk that he was afraid of him, so the monk had always been very calm.
Even though Zhu Su once used him as a coachman to humiliate him in the past, or later kept him under "house arrest" by his side, Yao Guangxiao always lived in poverty and contented himself with life, and never made any demands.
He even repaid grievances with kindness and took the initiative to help Zhu Su many times, ranging from making suggestions to "fanning horses" for Zhu Su in the palace stables. What this monk did can be said to be the four words of "no desires and no demands" Sitting to the extreme.
Because of this, Zhu Su's attitude towards him gradually improved. Because of his extraordinary talent, he increasingly relies on Yao Guangxiao. Although Zhu Su didn't know if he still had that extremely crazy ambition hidden in his heart, it was rare for China to have a talent like him in hundreds of years. Zhu Su didn't want to kill him arbitrarily and quickly.
If Yao Guangxiao can always be so conscientious and shine, Zhu Su will not mind looking for Lao Zhu in the future to plan for him to be famous for generations, so as to fulfill his long-cherished wish of proving his lifelong talent.
But now, Yao Guangxiao actually has an "unkind request"? Zhu Su couldn't help but raise his vigilance, wondering if Yao Guangxiao wanted to fly far away and find other opportunities to verify his "dragon-slaying skills."
"Your Highness... there is no need to be so wary of the poor monk." Still seeing through Zhu Su's sudden fear, Yao Guangxiao showed a wry smile on his face: "Your Highness is kind and caring for the people. These days, the poor monk has already noticed it. .”
"If the poor monk still dares to have such bold thoughts, wouldn't he dare to speak out to His Highness? According to His Highness's temperament, he will definitely take precautions and kill the poor monk on the spot today before he causes trouble in the future and affects the people. …”
This is indeed the truth. If Yao Guangxiao wanted to run away, he would not tell him openly and directly that this was a way to die. With his insight into people's hearts, he would not have guessed this. Ignoring Zhu Di's doubtful glances, Zhu Su asked, "Then why are you here?"
"The poor monk... wants to accompany Mr. Gao to the Japanese country." Yao Guangxiao said with a smile. "I hope His Highness will allow it."
"You want to... go to Japan?"
This was far beyond Zhu Su's expectation!
"Why should your Highness be surprised?" Yao Guangxiao smiled. "Didn't His Highness tell the poor monk? 'Instead of slaying a true dragon to achieve enlightenment, it is better to help the true dragon slay the dragons that are raging on all sides. In this way, it will benefit the people and leave a name in history. It will also live up to the ancestors and benefit future generations.'"
"For what His Highness did in the past, I already knew that His Highness valued the common people of China. If I were still stubborn, I am afraid that I would become an enemy of Your Highness." Speaking of this, Yao Guangxiao shook his head mockingly: "And Your Highness's His mental skills...sometimes are as clumsy as a child's, but sometimes he is as prophetic and has the ability to seize the opportunity. The poor monk has read countless people, and he once boasted that he was smart enough to figure out everything in the world."
"But when it comes to His Highness... I find it difficult to predict. If I insist on being an enemy of His Highness, I think this poor monk will definitely end up with a different body and a different place."
"Monk..." Zhu Su was a little confused: What does 'as clumsy as a child' mean?
"And the poor monk is cultivating Buddhism after all. He really can't bear to let the land of China fall into the endless hell of the past Yuan Dynasty again." Yao Guangxiao clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name. "His Highness is able to provide food and clothes for dozens of women. Naturally, this humble monk is willing to contribute to His Highness's ambition."
"Although Gao Jidi is full of talents and learning, and has the ambition to serve the country, he is too sincere in his heart and is a wild gentleman. He cannot do such things to hide the eyes of others. But what the poor monk has learned all his life is the best at such things. Let the poor monk work with him Going to Japan is a way to make the best use of everything."
"Hmm." Zhu Su touched his chin. Yao Guangxiao was right, he had thought the same way just now.
With only Gao Qi, I'm afraid he won't be able to handle the complicated and chaotic political situation of Japan. But if it's Yao Guangxiao...
How can the majestic "Prime Minister in Black" do anything to deal with that group of monkeys?
However, of all the "strategists" and "civil servants" he could use, he only had Yao Guangxiao. In these days, Yao Guangxiao was making suggestions and sitting at the rear, and he didn't know how much he helped him.
Without him... Zhu Su is really not sure whether he can maintain these stalls.
However, Yao Guangxiao was right. If he went to Japan and his party, they would truly make the best use of everything. Forcing him to stay here is just to use him as a staff member and a chief registrar.
Comparing the two, there is no doubt which one is more beneficial to Ming Dynasty.
"In that case, Monk You, go ahead." After thinking for a long time, Zhu Su finally made up his mind. "Since you want to show off your talents, I can't stop you."
"I also want to thank you for taking great care of me in the past. Let's go and try the sword! When you kill the dragon, I will drink wine to celebrate your victory!"
"Amitabha, your highness is serious. Moreover, the poor monk is a monk and does not drink alcohol." Yao Guangxiao said with a smile. "Even if it does succeed, it will still depend on His Highness's planning."
"Hahaha, monk, there is no need to be polite." Zhu Su waved his hand, then turned serious, and solemnly said to Yao Guangxiao: "The sky is high and the sea is vast, and the monk is also a free and easy person, so I won't say anything else."
"I have only one sentence for you: Everything you do should be based on the great righteousness of China's prosperity!"
"Putting China's prosperity first..." Yao Guangxiao also solemnly looked on his face. "The poor monk must always remember this."
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After sending Yao Guangxiao away, Zhu Sufang came back and slumped on his chair. Yao Guangxiao actually invited himself to Japan, which was really unexpected. If this demon monk could also think about China wholeheartedly, it would be really powerful for China.
For the Japanese government and the public, it was tantamount to ushering in an extremely terrifying nightmare...
To use the technique of slaying the true dragons of the Central Plains to slay those foreign dragons... That's really a lesson: killing a chicken with a butcher's knife.
"Lao Wu." Zhu Di, who had been listening silently in the tent, now pushed Zhu Su with a serious look on his face.
"What is this monk's background in 'history'? What did you just say about slaying the dragon..."
"Slaying dragons, but is that the kind of dragon slaying I think of?"
Zhu Di pressed his sword with his left hand, his dangerous eyes drifting inside and outside the account from time to time. It seemed that as soon as Zhu Su finished answering, he would draw his sword and kill Yao Guangxiao.
"Don't think about it, he will never be slaughtered in this life." Zhu Su rolled his eyes at him. "He is an unparalleled talent. If he can devote himself to opening up the territory for China, his role will be no less than that of a million-strong army."
"Besides, slaying dragons and slaying dragons... Even if he wants to slay a dragon, how can he, a monk, do it with his own hands?"
"In history, there was another person who slayed the dragon in a rebellious manner. Don't you know that, Fourth Brother?"
"If dad finds out...I'm afraid that he, the monk, will not be the only one who suffers?"
"You mean...ah!" Zhu Di realized it later and looked at the tent door in surprise and haste.
Zhu Su chuckled, looked at the frightened Zhu Di, and unscrupulously decided to close his eyes and rest, and no longer pay attention to Zhu Laosi, who had been beaten to a state of shock.
It seems that the story of Emperor Yongle and the demon monk Daoyan has no chance to happen again in this world.
(End of chapter)
