Daming: Depriving Zhu Yunqi of luck at the beginning

"is it?"

Elder Zhong raised his eyebrows and said:

"Your Highness is not very old, and he will believe you if you show your loyalty in front of him."

"Old man, I'm not so easy to fool..."

"At the beginning, I didn't let you go back, but you would rather be executed than climb back. With your loyalty to Zhu Yuanzhang, would you choose to stand by His Highness?"

He Li smiled and said:

"Mr. Zhong, one moment is another moment."

"Although I was very grateful to you for saving me at the beginning, if I escaped at that time, I would be a fugitive."

"My family and my clan will be implicated because of me."

"It's different now."

"Your Highness is still alive, so sooner or later he will be the master of the future... I am just betting on the future, so how can I be fooled?"

"Besides, I understand in my heart that I will report this matter to His Majesty when I go back."

"Your Majesty will also kill me after he finds out what happened."

"Because I report this matter to His Majesty, it is tantamount to betraying His Royal Highness, the eldest grandson."

"Your Majesty will not tolerate anyone betraying His Royal Highness, the eldest grandson."

After hearing He Li's explanation.

Mr. Zhong touched his nose, and felt that what he said seemed to make sense.

I also feel relieved.

"If you lie to me, to Zhu Xiongying, no matter where you are, whether Zhu Yuanzhang kills you or not, I will kill you, old man," Mr. Zhong deliberately threatened, "If you tell me about his being alive, I will kill you." , I won't even let your family members go."

He Li said solemnly:

"I will die, and I will never tell this matter."

"I'm in the capital, waiting for the day His Highness returns!"

……

When Elder Zhong returned to the academy.

Zhu Xiongying was sitting in Huo Qingshan's courtyard, waiting for him.

Seeing Zhu Xiongying, Mr. Zhong rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly, and said:

"Young master, why are you waiting for me here?"

Zhu Xiongying looked back at him, with the corners of his mouth raised, and said with a smile:

"Are you threatening He Li?"

Elder Zhong laughed and said:

"Isn't this old man afraid that he will spoil your good deeds, young master?"

"Well, I know you must be worried about this," Zhu Xiongying nodded, and picked up a cup of hot tea on the stone table and said, "There is no one else in the yard right now, so we can speak directly if we have something to say."

"This He Li is mine now, Mr. Zhong, you don't need to test him anymore."

"Since I use him, I believe in his loyalty to me."

Elder Zhong nodded, then poured himself a cup of tea.

"Young master, I don't understand something."

"Go ahead."

"You were supposed to be hiding behind a tree today, and He Li wouldn't find out...Why did you come out and expose your identity?"

Zhu Xiongying took a sip of the tea and felt it was a bit hot, so he put it down.

"Plan for a rainy day."

"Today is our luck. It just so happened that the people in the black shop had internal strife with the officers and soldiers... What if we encounter similar things in the future?"

"I'm out now, and I don't have the identity protection of the emperor's eldest grandson. It's naturally good that a senior official of Jinyiwei knows my identity and can use it for me."

"In this way, we can know immediately what happens in the DPRK...and we are here, no matter what troubles we encounter, we can easily solve them with He Li's identity."

"Therefore, letting him know the truth will do us no harm."

Chapter 188 Lan's eldest son, under the tutelage of Wudang

Zhu Xiongying's words made Mr. Zhong understand the whole story.

"If you say that, it's true," Mr. Zhong nodded, and said, "There are people from within Jinyiwei to inquire about the news for us, so we can know what happened in the court at the first time."

Zhu Xiongying said:

"In the future, He Li will send his confidants to contact you, Mr. Zhong, from time to time. When that time comes, you can pass on the news from him from the capital to me."

The two talked for a while.

Huo Qingshan appeared at the gate of the yard.

He shouted to Zhu Xiongying and Zhong Lao in the courtyard:

"Mr. Lan Shui and her father and elder brother came, and they said they wanted to thank Young Master Zhu in person..."

"Is it convenient for you to see now?"

Elder Zhong looked at Zhu Xiongying.

Zhu Xiongying nodded and said:

"It's all here, let's see you then."

Huo Qingshan smiled and nodded:

"Okay, I'll invite them in."

Soon.

A middle-aged man with a good temperament walked in with a young man and Mr. Lan Shui.

As soon as he entered the yard, Mr. Lan Shui couldn't wait to point to Zhu Xiongying and said to the other two:

"Father, elder brother, this is Mr. Zhu. He is the one who conspired to make those two shopkeepers not confess themselves, and asked the county magistrate Hou to return elder brother's innocence."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly walked up to Zhu Xiongying, cupped his hands and said:

"It's really a hero out of youth. I didn't expect that Mr. Zhu would have such insight and skills at such a young age. Tianmen Academy is really a place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

"I'm Lan Shuijun's father, Lan He, and this is my son Lan Lin. Thanks to Mr. Zhu for helping us this time, I, Lan He, will remember such a kindness in my heart!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man pushed his son Lan Lin.

Lan Lin took a step forward, cupped his hands and said:

"Xia Lanlin, thank you for saving my life, little prince!"

Zhu Xiongying sized him up a bit. This Lan Lin was a tall man with slender limbs. He looked like a good seed for martial arts training.

Even Mr. Zhong praised him in his heart.

Zhu Xiongying smiled and said politely:

"No, Mr. Lan Shui is my classmate and friend. His family is in trouble, so I should help him."

Blue River Road:

"I heard from my little girl that Master Zhu's calligraphy is excellent, and she will teach her official script on weekdays. It seems that my Lan family owes Master Zhu a lot..."

"I, Lan He, have nothing else. I still have some savings at home. If I wish you some money in the future, just ask me, and the Lan family will help you!"

Zhu Xiongying responded politely.

He was really not good at chatting with people, and was thinking about how to deal with such enthusiastic Lan family members.

At this time.

Lan Lin suddenly looked at Mr. Zhong, cupped his hands and said:

"This senior, has he practiced swords before?"

Mr. Zhong didn't expect him to ask such a question suddenly, nodded and said:

"Well, I have practiced."

Lan Lin smiled and said:

"Passing by that wine shop today, I realized that senior is extraordinary. I thought I would pay a visit to senior if I had the chance, and now it seems that it is so."

"Senior's swordsmanship attainment must not be low, and it may be on par with my master."

Hear this.

Mr. Zhong became interested.

"Which is your master?"

Mr. Zhong originally thought that Lan Lin would say the name of a long-established master of swordsmanship in the Jianghu.

Unexpectedly, Lan Lin spoke out to someone whom he had never heard of before:

"My master's name is Hong Zhiya."

Zhong Lao shook his head repeatedly and said:

"Have not heard."

Lan Lin was not annoyed either, and explained with a smile:

"My master is the third generation disciple of Wudang, the grandson of the patriarch Zhang Zhenren..."

Hear this.

Elder Zhong's face became extremely ugly.

"A disciple of Zhang Sanfeng?"

Just when Mr. Zhong was about to say the next thing, Zhu Xiongying saw his face, interrupted him immediately, and said to Lan Lin:

"It turned out to be the descendant of Wudang Daoist Zhang, I'm sorry and disrespectful."

Originally, Mr. Zhong was going to get angry, but Zhu Xiongying changed the subject in such a way that it was not easy to get angry, so he had to sullenly stay silent.

Lan He also saw that Mr. Zhong seemed unhappy, exchanged a few pleasantries, and left with his children.

And Huo Qingshan sent them out politely.

after they leave.

Zhu Xiongying looked back at Elder Zhong, smiled and said:

"What's the matter, aren't you happy?"

Elder Zhong curled his lips, shook his head and said:

"Comparing me with Zhang Sanfeng's disciples and grandchildren, I'm not even close... When the old man competed with Zhang Sanfeng, his disciples and grandchildren didn't even dare to vent their anger."

Zhu Xiongying said in surprise:

"Have you ever fought Wudang Master Zhang?"

"Hit."

"Win or lose?"

"I lost."

Zhu Xiongying was even more surprised:

"Is there anyone else you can't beat?"

"Actually, there is not much difference, because after three days and three nights there was no winner," Mr. Zhong scratched his head with a blushing face, "but I used a sword, and Zhang Zhenren was empty-handed, and he was much older than me, so I accounted for it." It's cheap to be young..."

"At that time, it was meaningless to continue fighting. If he was exhausted to death, the people in Wudang would not fight me hard?"

"So I had to admit defeat first."