Daming prepares the emperor

There was a rumbling sound in the lake. Zhu Biao saw a familiar big carp emerging from the lake surface. After sucking all the wine into his stomach in one gulp, the fins scratched his head. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a "wave" He turned up his snow-white belly and lay back down, drifting away with the current.

The Taoist didn't notice it yet, he was probably drunk, he had to pour out the wine in his cup, and he didn't even notice when he was empty.

"Brother Yu, come again, drink, drink more."

The carp has drifted farther and farther away, where can I still drink his wine.

Wu Pin said: "Brother, it...can't drink enough, sir, please forgive me."

Zhu Biao said: "...um."

People who don't know think that there is poison in this wine.

The tortoise said again: "Er Ma, you go back and report to your Highness, just say that I have brought your lord back."

The sparrow didn't speak all the way.Although it looks like a chirping ball bird, it somehow always reveals an unusually calm and cold temperament. At first glance, it looks like the second of the two sparrows a few months ago.

To say the proof - it's called Erma.

It nodded at this moment, and finally said: "Yes." Then it put down the Ye Mingzhu it had been holding in its mouth all the way, flapped its wings and rushed into the boundless night, and flew towards the island in the lake.

Zhu Biao picked up the Ye Mingzhu on the ground and stuffed it into Liuchubai in his arms. The little milk dog was smart enough to hold the pearl with two front paws to prevent it from falling easily.

Wu Pin walked over and said respectfully, "Good evening, Taoist priest."

The Taoist turned his head around, revealing a thick gray beard. He was a bit skinny and looked like a peach pit, but his eyes were like cold stars, and his voice was full of vigor. When he heard the voice, he immediately responded: "Brother Gui is here too, come, brother Gui, look at the wine in my glass...ah, it's gone, then look at the wine in my gourd! They are all good wines. This wine is taken from bamboo. Nine days and 81 days will come out..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped, opened his mouth wide and looked at Zhu Biao who was standing not far away, and even forgot to say anything.

Zhu Biao bent down to salute, and before the priest could say a word, there was a gust of wind blowing, he closed his eyes reflexively, and when he opened them again, the Taoist had already seen something in front of him, so he raised Zhu Biao's free hand to look carefully. Check palmistry.

"It's terrible, it's terrible."

After reading the palmistry, the Taoist squinted his eyes to look at the top of Zhu Biao's head. After looking at it for a long time, he sighed, "It's really a strange thing... It's really strange that there are people like you in the world... It's strange..."

"Strange!"

Zhu Biao couldn't help asking: "Please ask the chief, what's so strange? Where is it so strange?"

"You are strange." The Taoist sighed and repeated: "You are strange, you can't think of it, the poor Taoist really can't think of it."

Speaking of this, he wanted to see the palmistry of Zhu Biao's other hand, and just as he touched it, he let out a huff.

I saw a big one hanging on his retracted hand, no, it was a very fierce little milk dog, staring, biting the Taoist's finger with his teeth grinning, his whole body was exerting strength, and the strength was very strong. I want to bite off a piece of meat directly.

But the Taoist was not only fine, but also shook the dog with his hands, stared at Liu Chubai with a kind of admiration, and praised: "It is really a good dog to protect the Lord like this. If you look at it in general...no No, no, if it is placed by your side, it will definitely become a master."

Zhu Biao caught the milk dog who was put down: "What does the Taoist priest mean, why don't you just say it directly."

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that although Zhu Biao was young, he had a stable temperament and spoke frankly and generously.

He looked at the child who was less than his waist height, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he came up with ideas. After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly shouted, leaned forward, approached Zhu Biao and asked, "Would you like to worship me as a child?" Teacher? The name of the poor Taoist is Zhang Zhong, his style name is Jinghe, he learns Taiyi's magic number, he can watch the clouds and see the Qi, and he knows the prophecy of disaster and fortune, you..."

Zhu Biao was decisive: "I am willing."

Zhang Zhong was stunned again: "Why don't you ask a few more questions?"

"Because I understand the truth that the opportunity never comes again."

There are many people and many things in the world, all rely on timing. A good timing and a good choice may not determine the fate of people or things, but they can definitely make the road wide and straight.

Zhu Biao respectfully bowed to the teacher, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The preparations here are not sufficient, there are no materials, no tea to serve, and no gifts, but Zhang Zhong has always been unrestrained and unrestrained, so he doesn't care much about these.

Even if Zhu Biao called him verbally, he didn't think there was any major problem.Now that he saluted and kowtowed, he was already very satisfied.

After paying homage to the teacher, Zhang Zhong suddenly went down with excitement, took out a dead branch from his sleeve, threw it into the pot and boiled it. After the water boiled for a quarter of an hour, he took it out and threw it away, scooped it up with a bowl. Tang Lai handed it to Zhu Biao and said with a smile, "Teacher, drink!"

The bowl of soup was still hot when it was handed over, but as soon as it reached Zhu Biao's hands, the temperature changed instantly, as cold as a river, and at the same time, its appearance became as clear as water, which was quite different from before.

Zhu Biao took a sip, but his eyes hurt. The porcelain bowl fell to the ground, and he covered his eyes with his hands in pain, and even his hands became hot. The bowl of water he drank seemed to flow in his eyes.

Liuchubai screamed a few times anxiously, threw away Ye Mingzhu, let it roll to the ground, and pulled Zhu Biao's sleeve with two paws anxiously, it seemed that it also knew how heavy it was when the master dropped the bowl but didn't drop itself. love.

Zhang Zhongdao: "Don't cover it, quickly raise your head and let me have a look."

Zhu Biao wanted to take it away, but suddenly his eyes hurt, and he couldn't help but cover it back again. After taking and putting it away, a dazzling golden light leaked out.

This ray of light was like the rising sun, and it was very conspicuous at night. Wupin watched from the side, his eyes widened, his mouth couldn't help but open, his jaw almost fell on the dry grass.

Fortunately, the light didn't last too long, and gradually weakened to nothing, otherwise Zhu Biao would really have turned into a human-shaped searchlight.

His eyes have now changed from black to golden. Although they are no longer shining, Zhu Biao only feels that he is a monkey who just came out of the alchemy furnace in Journey to the West.

Although the time was short, Zhang Zhong saw it clearly and said happily, "Sure enough, as expected! It really is these eyes! Today's visit is so right, this is a gifted disciple!"

It took a long time before the pain subsided. Zhu Biao looked up and was stunned. He saw the mountains and rivers in the distance clearly in his vision, as big as a tree and as small as a drop of snow on a leaf. , all come into view, as if there is a super high power telescope in the eyes.

Pointing to the big tortoise on the ground, Zhang Zhong asked, "Come on, apprentice, look at brother tortoise, how many hundred years have you practiced?"

Zhu Biao said: "520 seven years and eight days."

Upin trembled and lowered his head deeply.

Zhang Zhongle said: "Okay, okay. You can look back."

Following the direction he pointed, Zhu Biao turned his head and looked in the direction of Yingtian. In this boundless night where he couldn't see his fingers, there was a vast mist above Yingtian City. It was colorful, of which golden red was the most prominent, accounting for a quarter three.

"Do you see it?"

Zhu Biao was suddenly opened the door to the new world, and said in a daze: "I see."

"See what?"

"It's anger."

Zhang Zhongxi said: "That's right, that's right, my dear apprentice, although you are just getting started tonight, you are as good as a master who has practiced for a hundred years."

Zhu Biao asked: "Master... how to turn off this thing?"

Zhang Zhongdao: "Why do you turn it off? These eyes can see mountains from a distance, and water from close up. They can distinguish between good and evil, and can distinguish people from ghosts. Why do you turn them off? Even gods want it."

Zhu Biao said: "Master, no matter how good the supernatural power is, it needs to be able to be put away."

Zhang Zhongdao: "Yes, you should think about it as a teacher."

The co-author Master didn't know yet, Zhu Biao felt unreliable, so he had to ask others: "Master, what's the matter with my eyes?"

"Huh? What did you say?"

"I said my eyes, Master."

Zhang Zhong recalled: "It is recorded in ancient books that it is said that gods and men are gifted by heaven. They have natural eyes, can see all things, and can distinguish hundreds of monsters. It is extremely rare. I see your weather like this. In this book, nothing else is said. After all, it’s just a remnant of a chapter, and it contains a method to assist in opening eyes... This magical power is so miraculous that I only remember most of it, Master.”

Zhu Biao asked: "Then what is the name of this supernatural power?"

Zhang Zhong picked up a withered yellow weed and turned it into a spoon, stretched it out, turned it around in the pot, and said casually: "I don't know, what do you call it, anyway, no one else will have this eye, you give it yourself Just give it a name."

It seems that Master doesn't know.

Zhu Biao stopped talking, and after a while, watching the master drink up a pot of soup, he continued: "Master, please go back to heaven with me, so that I can entertain you, with good wine and food."

Zhang Zhongdao: "Is there a bed?"

"Of course there is. It is also possible to come up with a mansion. Master, just stay here."

"Very good." Zhang Zhong thought to himself that this kid is quite rich, and he didn't know what his family background was, so he couldn't help asking, "What's your name?"

"My father is Zhu Yuanzhang, my mother is Ma Xiuying, and my apprentice's name is Zhu Biao."

"What's your father's name?" Zhang Zhong turned pale with shock.

"Zhu Yuanzhang."

The Taoist suddenly got up and asked in surprise, "But the Marshal of Yingtian City?"

"Yes."

"You, you, how could you be Zhu Yuanzhang's son?" Zhang Zhong tremblingly said, "How is this possible? How could a cultivator have such a history? How could you have such eyes? No, no, no, could it be It is because of these eyes that you can have such a history?"

Zhu Biao didn't understand what he meant. Listening to this, does it mean that children from wealthy families or military families cannot practice Taoism?Or is it that Zhu Yuanzhang is too evil, born in such a family, as his son, he is destined not to practice?

Zhang Zhong stared at Zhu Biao for a while, and murmured: "What can I do... disciple, Yingtian City is full of dragons and tigers, and naturally has dragon energy. According to my teacher, your father is expected to become the co-lord of the world." .”

"Master, please clarify."

"Since ancient times, countless emperors and generals have wanted to achieve longevity, but none of them succeeded. This is precisely because the popularity and aura are incompatible."

Zhang Zhong went on to explain, "Qi is the root of all things. The Qi of emperors and generals does not need to be cultivated. It can be born with the desire of people's hearts. It is the easiest to obtain, the easiest to grow, and the easiest to disappear. People who practice Taoism cannot go away. The shortcut is to practice aura by yourself, or watch astrology, or cultivate literary qi, or look at feng shui, or make alchemy, or practice martial arts, choose a knowledge, and extract the aura of all things from it, so..."

"Thus, those who are popular cannot cultivate the Qi of all things."

Zhang Zhong slapped his thigh, flicked his beard, and said, "Exactly."

"So am I popular?" Zhu Biao asked, "Master said that my father is expected to be the co-lord of the world, does that mean I can't practice?"

"No, you already have popularity." Zhang Zhong said, "Master, I was too surprised when I saw your eyes just now, and didn't care about anything else. After taking a closer look, I found that you already have popularity. It must be your father's." Among the subordinates, some people already regard you as the young master in their hearts."

"Since I am already popular, how can I still use Master's medicine?"

Zhang Zhongdao: "This medicine just opens a door, not a key. Of course your eyes have their own abilities, and you don't need my help."

"So I……"

"So you can practice!" Zhang Zhong said, "This is simply a marvel through the ages! It's even more outrageous than your eyes! It's so wonderful!"

Zhu Biao asked, "Master, what do you think I can cultivate?"

Zhang Zhong said honestly, "I don't know."

"..."

"Cough, apprentice, you are a unique example. As a teacher, you still need to study and study." Zhang Zhong rolled up his sleeves and counted on his fingers. Catching monsters, occasionally writing articles, scolding others..."

Zhu Biao watched him count with five fingers for a long time, and he counted ten things in his heart. Who knew that Zhang Zhong stretched out his hand and said, "As a teacher, I know six things in total."

Zhu Biao smiled and said, "...um."

"Which one to learn?"

"Apprentice wants to learn martial arts."

"Okay." Zhang Zhong took out a booklet out of nowhere, handed it to Zhu Biao, and said, "Come on, disciple, here it is."

Zhu Biao took the booklet and said respectfully, "Thank you, Master, for passing on the treasure."

Zhang Zhongdao: "It's just a small way, just go as a teacher."

"Ah?" Zhu Biao was dumbfounded, and quickly stepped forward to follow Zhang Zhong, and asked, "Wait, master, how do you practice this book?"

"Teach yourself."

"Then—then where are you going, Master? Isn't Master going to Yingtian to sit and sit? Let's hold a big apprentice banquet, or apprentices follow you from all corners of the world to practice?"

Zhang Zhongdao: "I'm not going. A cultivator should not get too close to your father, princes and generals. As for you disciple, we will meet again by fate!"

After saying this, he picked up the copper pot he had placed by the river, washed it with river water, and put it on his head with a puff.

It turned out to be a hat!It was an iron hat, not a copper pot, or it was a pot, but Zhang Zhong used it to make a hat.

Zhu Biao suddenly thought of something, iron hat, iron crown, isn't this the iron crown Taoist Zhang Zhong?

It is said that during the battle of Poyang Lake, neither of the two armies knew that Chen Youliang had been shot and died, but Zhang Zhong used the qi technique to see it. After notifying Zhu Yuanzhang of the news, the situation of the whole battle was reversed.

The master really has a lot of background, although he is not very reliable, and he can't count, but he is indeed very capable.

Zhang Zhong put on his hat, flicked his robe sleeves, stretched out his hand towards the fire, and with a touch in the air, he put the raging fire into his sleeve, and there was no trace on the ground, and even the melted snow condensed back silently, as if Nothing happened at all.

Except for the fish floating on the lake with its white belly.

Knowing that he couldn't keep Zhang Zhong, Zhu Biao had no choice but to say goodbye, so he bowed deeply to pay respects, and when he got up again, there was no one in front of him.

The distant mountains are silent, half-rolled by dark clouds, no moonlight or starlight, not even a single footprint on the snow, only the vast white land for thousands of miles, not to mention the blue figure of the Taoist.

The only source of light in the surroundings is the luminous pearl rolling down at Zhu Biao's feet.

Only then did Wu Pin slowly crawl to Zhu Biao's side, and said, "My lord, let's go back."

Zhu Biao looked at the tortoise that was as big as a millstone, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Wu, was the master invited by your highness to be a guest?"

Wu Pin said with a smile: "No, Taoist Master Xu Lingzi came here by himself. The Taoist priest likes to travel around and look around. He saw the beautiful winter scenery of Yanque Lake and met my Highness, so he specially stayed longer."

Zhu Biao knew that he was able to meet Zhang Zhong this time because of the notification and guidance of this "His Royal Highness", and he didn't know how to thank him, so he had to keep his kindness in his heart first.

He could also tell Zhu Yuanzhang to ask his father to find gold, silver and jewels, but it is expected that this "His Royal Highness" will not look down on vulgar things, and let Wupin call him my lord, I am afraid that he has already seen the difference in himself At the same time, if you want benefits, what you want may not be mortal things.

Zhu Biao lowered his head to look at his dog, and when he saw it, he suddenly saw the difference. The golden light overflowed in his eyes, and he could clearly see the heels and feet of Liubaibai. He really has the same bloodline as the Xiaotian dog. When he grows up, let alone swallowing the sun and the moon, it is still no problem to bite a cow.

It is indeed the dog that Comrade Zhu found.

After Zhu Biao secretly praised, his heart skipped a beat, his smile gradually froze, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead. He said in a difficult voice, "Mr. Wu, did Master tell me how to turn off this magical power just now?"

Wu Pin thought for a while, and said decisively: "No."