Daming: I became Zhu Yuanzhang's eldest son

At this time, Lu Guan Timur was completely depressed. He felt that his self-esteem had been greatly challenged, but there was nothing he could do.

Many years ago, when the Yuan Dynasty was still in its heyday, any Mongolian would reprimand loudly when facing the Han people.

Hedong for 30 years, and Hexi for 30 years. After all, it is the world of Ming Dynasty now, and I have nothing to say.

The whips fell on those children, they curled up into a ball, and almost passed out from crying, but Taiwei Dayuan, who was standing beside him, could do nothing at all.

At this time, a monk suddenly appeared beside him, with an inscrutable look, he waved his hand and said.

"These little lives are considered innocent, so let the benefactor let them go, Amitabha."

Everyone took a look, and this monk could be regarded as the living Buddha of Jigong, with a pair of triangular eyes, and his clothes were patched on top of each other, and his body was dirty and messy.

If there is another song, the shoes are broken, the hat is broken, and the robes on the body are broken, no matter where there is injustice, there will be no me, this is a living Jigong.

It turned out that this person was Yao Guangxiao. According to Zhu Tao's arrangement, he appeared in front of Lu Guan Tiemu'er at this time.

And when Lu Guan Timur and Zhu Tao were discussing business, he just hid out, just to avoid revealing his secrets at this time.

When he came out at this time, the people beside him stopped doing it, and they all yelled relentlessly.

"Monk, you came out to meddle in your own business when you were full. What does this matter have to do with you? Go back quickly, so as not to beat you together."

Yao Guangxiao's expression was flat, he didn't fluctuate at all, instead he said with a smile.

"Since the old monk has seen this matter, he can't ignore it. Ants are still alive, let alone human beings. Although they are descendants of the Mengyuan people, they are still human lives."

Of course, the merchants sent by the State Commercial Department are not just for nothing, he said while staring at Yao Guangxiao fiercely.

"If you were a human being, I would naturally give you this face, but can these descendants of the Mongol Tartars be considered as human beings?"

Yao Guangxiao also stopped arguing with him, just nodded lightly, and then said in a calm tone.

"Since the old monk saw these children, he must save them. Just tell me, how can you let them go, the old monk will listen to you."

At this time, the merchant was really annoyed, and seeing that the old monk was stubborn, he said loudly.

"Do you want to learn from the Buddha to cut flesh to save people now? If you are really a good monk who can save all sentient beings, we will boil you, roast meat with you, and we will let them go. What do you think?"

Speaking of this, even Lu Guan Timur next to him couldn't listen anymore, it was too much.

He couldn't let this old monk sacrifice his life for him, so he quickly saluted Yao Guangxiao and said.

"Master's kindness, I appreciate it in my heart, but you can't afford to risk your life for it. I will ask Emperor Ming to find a way to rescue them. At worst, I will exchange my life for them."

Yao Guangxiao shook his head slightly and said.

"The Buddha was able to cut meat and feed it to the eagle. The poor monk has practiced for many years. Even if he was boiled by this benefactor, so what, the Buddha will protect him."

In fact, although Esoteric Buddhism has been prevalent on the grassland for many years, even the nobles of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties are in the lower class of the master of religion, but Lu Guan Tiemuer himself knows that they are all fools.

If it really worked, why did Da Yuan get to this point now.

But unexpectedly, in the land of Ming Dynasty, there are still monks who are willing to sacrifice themselves for the children of Dayuan. This is the real eminent monk.

Yao Guangxiao looked calm, he said to the vendor.

"Once a word is said, it's hard to follow. Now that you've said it, as long as I'm roasted by you, you can let these children go, right?"

The vendor was also stunned by the old monk's serious attitude, he didn't expect him to be serious, so he said hastily.

"Of course it's true. Is it still up to you to play around with you? It's up to you."

The people who were onlookers also started booing. They really wouldn't believe that this old monk was not afraid of death and had already started whistling.

Someone even moved a small bench and licked melon seeds, preparing to watch the excitement of this big show.

Unexpectedly, Yao Guangxiao casually juggled beside him, took a torch from one of his hands, and pressed it on his chest.

At this time, Lu Guan Tiemuer instinctively wanted to grab the torch, but was stopped by the vendor.

"This old monk deserves to be burned to death. Everyone looked at him. He did it himself. It has nothing to do with me. Even if the government came, he couldn't hold me accountable. He actually worked for the Northern Yuan Tartars. You simply forgot your ancestors."

At this time, the people of Daming nearby were also excited. This old monk actually sacrificed his life for the descendants of the Mongols. He really deserved his death.

But just as they were about to eat melons and watch a play, and wanted to see how the old monk would be burnt and how the government would deal with it, they suddenly discovered a problem.

Although the fire burned very violently, it burned on the clothes, but it couldn't burn on his clothes, but it burned away the stains on the clothes.

All of a sudden, the clothes, which were originally full of stains and patches, looked brand new after being burned, as if they were newly made.

But Yao Guangxiao didn't show any expression at all, he was very calm, just sitting there in the midst of the raging fire.

At this time, the people around became more and more surprised. They didn't understand why the fire could burn everything on the clothes, but it couldn't hurt the old monk at all.

Moments later, everyone shouted in surprise.

"He is really blessed by the Buddha, he is a living Buddha, he is a real eminent monk!"

The people didn't dare to make more noise now, and just knelt down beside them.

Yao Guangxiao's expression was indifferent, and he didn't get up to help him, but just sat there motionless.

The trader who was still insulting him just now was completely stunned now. He couldn't say a word for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it anymore. He knelt down and kowtowed to Yao Guangxiao.

"I'm a bastard. I shouldn't have offended the master so much just now. Please forgive my rudeness. You are a real eminent monk who has attained the Tao, and the Living Buddha is alive."

Yao Guangxiao stood up, with infinite compassion on his face, and said to the vendor.

"You also have your own reasons. It's not your fault. The poor monk doesn't have much money. He used to write a Buddhist classic by pricking blood to show his piety. Can you change these children? Merchant."

At this moment, the vendor didn't dare to accept the Buddhist scriptures, and quickly kowtowed and said.

"Master, just take these children away. The villain really dare not accept your things."