Chapter 83 Emperor Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty

Zhu Zhanji, Emperor Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty, was sitting in the imperial study in the Forbidden City at this time. He was not very interested in these ancient books. In order to control the world more wisely, I have to read it.

There are too many burdens on the young Zhu Zhanji. His grandfather and his grandfather created the rule of chastity, and his father, Zhu Gaochi, Ming Renzong, although he came to power for a short time, was a famous benevolent king. When he first came to power, he not only had to face the provocation of the vassals led by his uncle Zhu Gaoxu, but also had to be questioned by the ministers and the people.

Zhu Zhanji threw the pamphlet in his hand on the ground fiercely, and then looked at the door.

Behind him, there were five more figures for no reason.

"Ha ha." The happy man saw that Zhu Zhanji did not kneel down: "Your Majesty, this is the master of Yijiao."

Zhu Zhanji had been familiar with the habits of worshiping these people in the hall for a long time, and he was not surprised, but turned his head and looked at Zhang Zixuan.

Is this young man with beautiful eyebrows and red lips and white teeth actually a kind of fairy? Even if the five elders of the temple were jointly recommended, Zhu Zhanji had to doubt Zhang Zixuan's true identity. However, he didn't say it, but walked to Zhang Zixuan with a smile on his face and said, "So you are the master of Yi Jiao?"

Zhang Zixuan did not answer, but still asked with a cold face, "What's the matter with me?"

Zhu Zhanji cursed in his heart, but said, "Oh, I'm looking for Xianjun to come here. I just want to discuss with you about the cooperation between Chaozhong and Yijiao."

Zhang Zixuan said, "I'm not in charge of this matter."

Zhu Zhanji couldn't hang on his face. He snorted coldly and said, "Hum. Without my support, you Yi Jiao will definitely not be far away.

Zhang Zixuan glanced at Zhu Zhanji, and then strode out. Zhu Zhanji was anxious and took a few steps: "Xianjun, please stay!"

Zhang Zixuan stopped this time, but he didn't turn around and didn't look at Zhu Zhanji. Zhu Zhanji said to himself, "There is a door", and then said slowly, "Xianjun may not know that now Yi Jiao is the end of a strong crossbow. With a slight change, the big tree will collapse. Ha ha, this is not a small amount of nearly 10,000 taels of snowflake silver in my treasury..."

"I don't like to talk nonsense. I'll pick something important." Zhang Zixuan interrupted.

"Haha. I also like to be cheerful. Just save up those bullshit and go straight to the real question. Zhu Zhanji's body suddenly shook, and his eyes glowed like a tiger: "I need a person who cultivates the truth."

Zhang Zixuan didn't take over. He was waiting for Zhu Zhanji to explain.

"Since Hao Fan took a large number of offerings from the worship hall to save Nanjian Mountain, many people have not come back, and half of the backbone of the worship hall has been destroyed. I want to add some fresh blood from Yijiao in case of illness. Of course, the salary is very rich. Zhu Zhanji explained softly that his tone was like saying something that had nothing to do with him: "In exchange, I'm going to send some young offerings to join Yijiao, and I can also help Yijiao solve the current difficulties."

"Since I am so preferentially treated, why don't you discuss it directly with the deputy teacher in the teaching?"

"Oh, Xianjun doesn't know anything." Zhu Zhanji turned his eyes and replied, "Meng Yuxian once told me that the transfer of the congregation can only be approved by you in person."

"Haha..." Zhang Zixuan smiled for a long time and continued to shout angrily, "I can't take this advantage."

It seems that Zhu Zhanji is easy to teach everything, but in fact, it is extremely cheap. Transfer some of the followers of Yijiao to the worship hall, but if those followers can't stand the ** of the world, they will become the people of the worship hall.

In addition, the worshipers of the hall worship under the sect of Yi, and everyone can see that this is actually just perfunctory. The real purpose is just to get the guidance of Yijiao's predecessors and Yijiao skills.

The last aid, with Zhu Zhanji's nature, is estimated to be cheap and obedient. Zhang Zixuan doesn't understand mathematics, but he is not a fool. Zhu Zhanji's narrow eyes seem to be playing the wrong person.

However, Zhang Zixuan still appreciates Zhu Zhanji's maturity beyond age. Such maturity can definitely make him a wise king. However, it is a sign of immaturity to be careful in this way.

Bad. Zhu Zhanji regretted that these immortals were all human spirits who had lived for hundreds of years. How could he play with them? Since Hao Fan brought the worship in the temple to Nanjian Mountain, let them see the wonderful methods of various sects, which actually made those spiritual practitioners give up the glory and wealth of the palace, thus joining the sect to devote themselves to monism.

Only then did Zhu Zhanji realize that it was useless to rely on some successful offerings by himself. But today's practitioners of the sect don't care about the world and rarely involve ordinary things. Uncle Zhu Gaoxu was entangled from nowhere and a group of spiritual masters tried to assassinate Zhu Zhanji. The first few times ended in failure because of the worship hall in the court. But now...

At Zhu Zhanji's heartache, Yi Jiao, who had the closest contact with the world, actually took the initiative to contact him and wanted to sell some magic weapons to the court. Zhu Zhanji was overjoyed and thought the opportunity had come. But as soon as he said what he meant to the messenger of Yijiao, he was excused and asked him to go directly to the master-level figure to talk to him.

Zhu Zhan basically came to prepare for being slaughtered once, but as soon as he was about to quietly go to the Qiankun Building to discuss this matter, he learned that the real master of Yi Jiao had come to the capital. That's why we have this conversation.

Admittedly, Zhu Zhanji knew that there must be some problems with Yi Jiao. After a private investigation, he learned that Yi Jiao had some financial problems. However, with the strength of Yi Jiao, this is not a pain at all. As long as they sell those self-defense magic weapons to the rich officials. However, in that case, you can only sell one or two pieces at a time.

"Good! Then I will really open up." Zhu Zhanji's eyes became sharp, like a tiger foraging, looking ahead fiercely: "There is only one additional condition for me, which is to kill my uncle Zhu Gaoxu for me!"

Among the imperial relatives, the biggest threat to Zhu Zhanji is Zhu Gaoxu. If he dies, no one can threaten Zhu Zhanji's throne.

If it had been in the past, Zhang Zixuan might have refused Zhu Zhanji's request because of "the cycle of nature and retribution". However, after experiencing so many things, Zhang Zixuan had some epiphany, and the way of heaven was just determined by man. Of course, the premise is that you are strong enough.

In the Han Palace in Le'an Prefecture, Zhu Gaoxu sat on the tiger leather seat, looking a little uneasy. He stood up and took a few steps behind his back, but his heart was still up and down.

"Come on! Invite the wizard.

"No need. I'm already here." A beautiful and dark-skinned man suddenly appeared behind him. Now it's freezing cold, but this person is still ** upper body, and the lower body is just a few canes wrapped.

When Zhu Gaoxu saw this person, he immediately bowed: "Witch fairy, what's wrong with me now..."

"No busy, no busy! Now give me what you promised me." The witch man smiled evilly, revealing a row of white teeth.

"Oh?" Zhu Gaoxu raised his thick eyebrows and muttered, "But the strength of the elder house dedicated to the hall is still there..."

When the witch man heard the words, his dark face looked a little unhappy: "I only promised to destroy half of the worship hall. Don't say half of it now. Hao Fan took away 70% or 80% of the offerings. And more than 60% of the strength of the worship hall was cut off by me. According to what you said, you have to pay me more."

Zhu Gaoxu thought so, so he ordered his men to start preparing what the fairy master wanted. Soon, five red wooden boxes were carried up by the guards and put in front of them.

Zhu Gaoxu was not interested in these things, but asked curiously, "Witch Fairy, May I ask the Royal Sword Sect..."

"Some things, it's better to know than not to know." The witch man walked to the front of the boxes of things with an evil smile, gently touched the box with his hand, but still said, "You just need to know that those flood and wild beasts are just my chess pieces... Your hands and feet are numb."

Zhu Gaoxu looked at the unfathomable evil smile of the witch man, and somehow he trembled all over. After a lifetime of fighting, he was actually a little scared!

"Witch fairy, I'm a little restless today. Why is that?"

The witch man ignored him, but opened the lid of the box and took out a black, sticky mud-like thing inside. Don't underestimate these dark things. They are the best materials that can attract the world of cultivation - Moyun mud.

Moyun mud is produced from the wild land in the south. The more wild it is, the more likely it is to have this kind of soil. For no other reason, Moyun mud can absorb all the spiritual power in the surrounding space and store it in the soil. Therefore, this kind of soil with spiritual power has many wonderful uses, such as arraying and refining high-quality porcelain magic weapons.

And folk Taoist priests are generally used to exorcise demons, and some ink cloud mud is also added to it.

"It's good, it's a good quality. Thank you for your patronage..." The witch man waved his hand, and the five big boxes disappeared out of thin air: "If you have nothing to do, I'll go first."

Zhu Gaoxu was a little unhappy, but he still suppressed his character and said, "Fairy Master, I have something else to ask you..."

"Oh, restlessness is right. Do you know that you are dying and can buy me a glass of wine excitedly? The witch man shook his head helplessly.

"What do you mean?" Zhu Gaoxu hurriedly stepped back a few steps, and the guards around him quickly surrounded him and glared at the witch man.

"Ha ha, if I had killed you, I would have done it long ago. Even if I want to take your life now, it's easy to take your life." The witch man glanced at the guards disdainfully: "If you want to dominate the world, it's enough to be vicious. But it's not as good as that boy here."

Zhu Gaoxu saw that the witch man pointed to his brain and was not angry. Instead, he lined up the crowd and walked to the witch man and begged, "Fairy, please save my life!"

"Oh..." The witch man pretended to meditate: "This is a little difficult to do."

Seeing that he had a way to guess like this, Zhu Gaoxu felt that he promised, "What else do you lack?" How about my bag?"

"Well..." The witch man pretended to meditated for a while, and then went to the corner of the room and squatted down: "Then I'll wait for him here. Anyway, we will meet sooner or later."