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From the main hall to the back, there are lush flowers and trees along the way. Walking on the stone road, listening to the silence of the Buddhist sings in the distance makes people feel at ease.

The leaves rustled and the sun shone slanted, making people wonder whether it was the wind or their own hearts.

The Zen room was deep in flowers and trees. Outside a Zen room surrounded by plants, Zhu Zhanji looked solemnly at the little monk outside the door and said, "Please tell the young master, please see Zhanji."

The little novice monk looked at Fang Xing and Zhang Shuhui behind Zhu Zhanji, and then turned around and went in.

Fang Xing had some vague guesses, and he asked in a low voice: "It's not the... master inside, right?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "It's the young master."

Fang Xing felt his body tremble, not because he was afraid, but because he was excited, because the person he was about to meet was too legendary.

Soon, the little novice monk appeared at the door and reached out to signal the three of them to go in.

Fang Xing lowered his eyes and followed Zhu Zhanji, slowly walking through the front hall.

The Zen room behind is arranged very simply, with a low table, a bookcase, four treasures of the study, and a few futons.

However, there was an old monk with white beards sitting on his desk writing.

When the old monk raised his head when he heard the footsteps, he was shocked.

The old monk's face was very scary, especially his pair of triangular eyes, which made Zhang Shuhui sigh.

At this moment, Fang Xing finally knew who the old monk was.

Monk Daoyan, whose secular family surname is Yao, was named Guangxiao by Zhu Di.

Someone showed him the image back then, saying that he had triangular eyes and a sick tiger, and he would be the main killer.

If Zhu Yuanzhang knew what happened later, he would probably not have only given Yao Guangxiao a monk's robe when he entered the capital, but would have detained him in the capital.

It can be said that a small part of Zhu Di’s Jingnan was inspired by the old monk in front of him. Moreover, in the battle of Jingnan, the real first achievement was Yao Guangxiao.

Yao Guangxiao's eyes swept over Fang Xing, pointed to the cushion in front of him and said, "You guys sit down."

After the three of them sat down, Zhu Zhanji said respectfully: "Shaoshi, you have been in Peking recently. My father and I have been thinking about you very much. When you come back this time, you will move to the mansion to live."

Yao Guangxiao looked at Fang Xing with interest and said casually: "We are rich and noble than me, it is better to be quiet here."

Zhu Di built a mansion for Yao Guangxiao in Jinling City, but he never wanted to live there. Even in Peiping, he was probably in Qingshou Temple.

When you go to court, you are in the official uniform and when you go back, you are in the monk's robes. This is the famous "Black Prime Minister".

Zhu Zhanji pointed to Fang Xing and introduced: "Young Master, this is Fang Xing mentioned in my letter, whose courtesy name is Dehua."

Yao Guangxiao was looking at Fang Xing, and he asked slowly: "What do you think of Confucianism?"

Fang Xing was a little embarrassed. You should know that even Zhu Di respected this person. If he said something wrong, would he be...

I wanted to go through ambiguously, but Fang Xing saw a little disdain in the eyes of the triangle, so he blurted out: "Confinement!"

Once the words start, you will not be prepared to cover them up.

"Confucianism is the only one who is the only one who will inevitably exclude others. But in my opinion, Confucianism can only be used to cultivate human nature, but cannot manage the world..."

Fang Xing's tone was a sonorous: "After ten years of hard work, what he read was a nerd, and he only knew it. He did not divide grains and was not diligent in all four bodies. He was lucky and his whole family was promoted to heaven. But if he became an official, he had to rely on his masters and staff to avoid misleading the country and the people."

Fang Xing stared at Yao Guangxiao and asked, "Do you dare to ask the young master, is it worthy of the family and country? Can you deserve such knowledge?"

Zhang Shuhui grabbed Fang Xing's little hand on the back of her collar and felt a little hot flash. She didn't dare to look up, so she could only pull it gently, hoping that Fang Xing could stop such a topic of "big rebellion".

Zhu Zhanji was frowning and thought about how to say good things to Fang Xing later.

Yao Guangxiao looked at Fang Xing with a expressionless face.

After a long time, Fang Xing thought he would be kicked out...

"Ha ha ha ha!"

An old laughter echoed in the Zen room, and the little shaman at the door hurriedly leaned in and took a look.

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yao Guangxiao in surprise, wondering why he was laughing.

The old monk was so angry that he couldn't breathe. The little shaman hurried in and rubbed his back, and poured a cup of tea.

"Ahem!!"

After taking a sip of tea, Yao Guangxiao pointed at Fang Xing and said, "Interesting! Interesting!"

Not guilty!

Fang Xing suddenly felt relieved and smiled and said, "Young Master is studying the gods and man, I am just a matter of my own opinion."

"Go all."

Yao Guangxiao suddenly put away his smile and lowered his eyes to drive him away.

Moody!

After leaving the Zen room, Zhu Zhanji touched his forehead and said meaningfully: "Brother Dehua, Grandpa Huang obeyed the young master's advice."

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "Young Master is not the kind of person who is bound by the secular world, and he is not a Confucian believer, so don't worry."

Yao Guangxiao was carrying a rebellious charge, and even his sister didn't want to see him, just scolded him.

And when he went to meet his friend Wang Bin, Wang Bin just asked someone to pass on the message: "The monk was wrong, the monk was wrong!"

Zhu Zhanji is also receiving education from Yao Guangxiao, so this person can be called the third generation of imperial teacher.

After Fang Xing and others left, the little novice monk complained: "Young Master, you shouldn't laugh, you can live a few more years. And that young man shamelessly slandered Confucianism, but you didn't teach him a lesson!"

Yao Guangxiao put the brush on, threw a candy to the little novice monk, then looked at the flowers and plants outside the door and said, "I was a Confucian monk, but after a hundred kalpas, I have seen through the so-called famous religion."

"The so-called Confucianism is just a group of guys who want to take advantage of Confucius. They use his name and classics to comment on their own will, and in the end they are just making profits for a group of people..."

"That kid is pretty. Although he is a little naughty, he actually knows the truth that his family's words cannot be taken. Zhan Ji has his teachings and I can get out of here!"

Zhu Zhanji was a student that Zhu Di forced to Yao Guangxiao, but he was old and only focused on his own writings. In addition, he had to go to court, so he had no time to teach others.

When he walked out of the Zen room, Fang Xing saw several men hiding outside. When he saw them coming out, the few of them looked envious.

Zhu Zhanji introduced: "These are people who hope to meet the young master, and it is best to get a few comments from the young master."

Oh! It’s just like the Yuedan review in the Three Kingdoms period! Everyone wants to get the review, then be worth a hundred times, reach the peak of life, and marry a rich and beautiful woman.

For example, Cao Cao.

After parting with Zhu Zhanji, Princess Wanwan was already impatient when she returned home.

Seeing Fang Xing come in, Wanwan left the big girl and ran over, signaling Fang Xing to bow her head.

Fang Xing bent down helplessly, and then heard the tender voice say in his ear: "I saw that old monk yesterday. When my father saw him, he was as good as Ma Su when he saw you."

Fang Xing touched Wanwan's head and smiled, "I saw it just now, I'm an amazing monk."

Wanwan, whose wish was done, immediately went to find her friend, and a crisp laugh suddenly sounded in the yard. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!