Outside Hongwu Gate.

An old Taoist priest with a celestial spirit was staring blankly at the three big characters on the door.

He was looking at the words, and he was also looking at the people, looking at the person who wrote the three words "Hongwumen".

Although Emperor Zhu of the Ming Dynasty had never read any books since he was a child, his calligraphy was unique and had a faint mountain feel.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a solitary peak rising straight into the sky.

When Zhang Sugao was reviewing Emperor Zhu's handwriting, two fast horses passed by him. They were the Qingqi Guards sent by Lao Zhu to deliver the order.

Not long after, the five yamen gathered outside Hongwu Gate, plus officials from the Zongren Mansion, all walked out and stood in two lines outside Hongwu Gate.

Zhang Sloppy turned a blind eye to all of this.

A master must always have a certain demeanor. How can he lose his dignity just because of a little courtesy in the world?

While Zhang Sloppy was working hard to maintain his superior persona, the officials on both sides were whispering to each other.

"What does your Majesty mean by this? Could it be that he has studied the way to immortality just like Emperor Qin and Han Dynasty?"

"No way?"

"If His Majesty also wishes for immortality, then our future life will be even more difficult..."

Officials of the Ming Dynasty had many slanders against Lao Zhu, such as scolding him for being cruel, scolding him for being murderous, scolding him for being stubborn, etc.

But back to back criticism, Lao Zhu’s diligence, frugality, pragmatism and other advantages are also difficult for emperors of the past dynasties to match.

Therefore, the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty were scared to death of their own emperor and admired him to the point of submission.

However, once the emperor fails to learn well and starts to imitate the emperors of other dynasties in practicing mysticism and cultivating immortality, then even the few advantages he has may be destroyed.

After all, cultivating immortality is not only harmful to the body, but also expensive.

While everyone was talking in low voices, the emperor's chariot walked out of the palace.

However, what surprised everyone was that His Majesty the Emperor did not ride on the Dragon Boat, but walked all the way in front of the Dragon Boat.

When everyone saw this scene, they all lamented in their hearts.

It’s over!

His Majesty the Emperor's evening festival is not guaranteed!

Lao Zhu passed through the crowd and came to the outside of Hongwu Gate. Looking at Zhang Slutty, who looked like an immortal, he subconsciously took a look.

There was a searching and scrutinizing look in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through it inside and out.

Although he was very interested in Zhang Sloppy, he had seen too many monsters in his life and was afraid that he would be deceived.

At the same time, he was not quite convinced that this magical thing could really happen to him.

After all, in terms of merit, whether it was Emperor Qin or Emperor Wu of Han, it seems that they should have become immortals before him?

However, since the two emperors have passed away, how could he, Zhu Chongba, be so virtuous that he could win the favor of the gods?

When Lao Zhu was sizing up Zhang Sloppy, Zhang Sloppy was also sizing up Lao Zhu.

He was very aware of the thoughts of the human emperor in front of him, who was full of doubt and distrust of everything. Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he would explore the reasons behind it.

It was precisely because Zhang Sultan knew Emperor Zhu's character that he always refused Emperor Zhu's recruitment.

Because this kind of people are really hard to deceive...

Lao Zhu looked at Zhang Sloppy for a while, and suddenly a surprised smile appeared on his face. He took his hands out of his sleeves, cupped his hands towards Zhang Sloppy, and bowed deeply...

Zhang Sloppy didn't dare to offend him, so he quickly returned the salute and kept saying that he didn't dare.

"I am a poor man from the mountains, and I dare not bother His Majesty the Ming Emperor to treat me with such courtesy!"

Zhu Yuanzhang saw that Zhang was sloppy and said he didn't dare, so he bent his waist to the right angle and straightened it.

"May I ask if you are Zhang Suluo, who is known as the land god?"

"Don't dare!"

"Those are all false praises from the world. In fact, Pindao is just an ordinary Taoist, far from being as magical as the world has rumored!"

"oh oh?"

Lao Zhu couldn't hide his disappointment when he saw Zhang Sloppy being so humble.

At that time, I felt a little more fond of this old Taoist priest.

At least, this person didn't take himself for a fool!

"Since Wudang Master Zhang is in person, please come with us to the palace for an interview!"

"I have my wish, but I dare not ask for my ears!"

When Lao Zhu heard what Zhang Slutty said, he immediately made a "please" gesture.

When Zhang Sultan saw that Lao Zhu actually asked him to be the emperor's dragon hunter, he hesitated a little, and then he climbed up without any courtesy.

Since he is about to die anyway, why not take a ride in his royal carriage?

Lao Zhu was not surprised when he saw Zhang's slovenly appearance, and climbed onto the Dragon Boat Festival with a calm demeanor. His favorable impression of the old Taoist priest increased even more.

Even if there is nothing magical about this person, just talking about his Qi-nurturing skills, he can be regarded as an accomplished person!

Zhu Yuanzhang boarded the carriage, and Longhu then started slowly and walked towards the Qianqing Palace in the imperial palace.

The officials who came to greet him on both sides, after serving as a background wall, all looked at Luan Jia's leaving figure and sighed secretly.

The censors and officials looked troubled, wondering whether to write a few excerpts to persuade the emperor not to be superstitious about gods, alchemists and the like.

It's just that His Majesty's ambition to cultivate immortality is not obvious at present. He just invited an old Taoist priest to come to the palace to speak. I'm afraid this memorial is a bit meaningless.

Chen Zongli also found Qin Kui worriedly and complained quietly to Qin Kui.

"What's going on? I haven't heard that our Emperor has this hobby?"

Qin Kui also looked confused, thinking that Chen Zongli really regarded himself as the emperor's confidant, and he even came to ask me such a thing?

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

"I'm telling you, I just found out about this!"

After Qin Kui finished complaining to Chen Zongli, he said with memories on his face.

"However, it seems that His Majesty the Emperor issued an edict to mention Zhang's sloppy behavior a few years ago. Before the Longevity Festival last year, His Highness the Prince of Jin was sent as an envoy to Wudang Mountain. It doesn't seem like a whim..."

Chen Zongli nodded when he heard this and remembered that such an incident did happen last year.

"What should we do now?"

"Your Majesty is already old. Once you indulge in cultivating immortals, our Ming Dynasty will be ruined!"

"Don't you have a good relationship with the Third Emperor's Grandson? Can you talk to the Third Emperor's Grandson and let the Third Emperor's Grandson advise His Majesty?"

Qin Kui was a little moved when he heard this and thought for a while.

"The Third Emperor's grandson is very busy every day. When he was in Beijing, he squatted in the Hope Academy all day long tinkering with steam engines. Now he is out on an expedition, and he doesn't know when he will come back..."

Seeing that Qin Kui did not refuse directly, Chen Zongli quickly comforted him.

"No rush!"

"We can wait until the grandson of the Third Emperor comes back."

"Now in our Ming Dynasty, only the grandsons of the Three Emperors can advise Your Majesty."….

While the two were chatting, the Qianqing Palace was in a different scene.

After Zhu Yuanzhang led Zhang Slutty back to the palace, he drove everyone out of the palace, leaving only Erhu to protect him personally.

The windows and doors of Qianqing Palace are all closed, and no one is allowed to stand within ten feet of the palace.

After Lao Zhu finished all this, he sat down opposite Zhang Sloppy.

"May I ask Mr. Zhang, what advice do you have for this trip to Beijing?"

Zhang Sloppy smiled lightly when he heard this.

"How can a poor Taoist give advice?"

"Didn't His Majesty summon him several times and ask His Highness the King of Jin to go to Wudang Mountain to recruit Pindao? Pindao couldn't resist, so he went to the palace to pay his respects?"

Lao Zhu laughed loudly after hearing this.

"Indeed!"

"We are anxious to see Master Zhang. Actually, it's not a big deal. We just want to confirm something with Master Zhang. Have you accepted a disciple?"

When Zhang Suluo heard this, his heart moved slightly, and he suddenly remembered the scene when he was talking to Jin King Zhu Fan at the top of Wudang Mountain.

To be honest, Zhang Sloppy was quite shocked when he learned that he had an additional apprentice in the palace.

There were a few things he couldn't figure out.

First, why did the Third Emperor's grandson lie and say that he became his master?

Second, why does the Third Emperor's Sun know so much weird knowledge?
To be continued...