On the official road to Nanjing City, eight Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes and carrying long swords were walking in silence.
The man in front of him had white beard and hair, his Taoist robe was wide, and his feet seemed not to touch the ground when he walked.
The seven Taoist priests following him, although some were old and some were young, some were fat and some were thin, were all extremely fast.
This group of people are dressed casually and elegantly, and have an ethereal and fairy-like temperament. At first glance, they are not ordinary people.
When people along the way saw these people from a distance, they immediately hid far away.
During this time, there were many such figures in the world inside and outside Nanjing. While the people were curious, they also felt deeply worried.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at the people along the way who were avoiding their group like snakes and scorpions, and suddenly stopped and sighed.
"Master, what's wrong?" Yu Lianzhou asked from behind.
"The people fear me as much as a tiger or a wolf. Why?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.
Yu Lianzhou was silent for a moment and said: "At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, all the heroes came together, the world was in chaos, and the people were in dire straits. Some scoundrels took advantage of the chaos to take advantage of the chaos, and committed burning, killing and looting. Therefore, the people were afraid of us warriors."
"yes!"
"There is an old saying: Carrying a sharp weapon with you will bring you the intention to kill."
"Martial arts is about to flourish, but this may not be a good thing for the people of the world!" Zhang Sanfeng sighed again.
Behind him, many disciples and disciples were confused.
Nowadays, it is obvious that the imperial court wants to suppress the martial arts in the world. Why does Zhang Sanfeng say that martial arts will flourish?
Only Yu Lianzhou remained silent because he knew the reason.
"When you travel in the world from now on, you must abide by your duties and don't do anything to bully the weak."
"If you dare to bully the people, let me know and I will punish you severely." Zhang Sanfeng's voice suddenly turned cold.
"Yes!" The many disciples and disciples behind him were shocked, and they all responded.
As everyone was about to continue on their way, two strong horses suddenly galloped towards the crowd. The two people on them were wearing flying fish suits, with spring knives embroidered on their waists. Who could they be if they weren't Jin Yiwei?
Everyone in Wudang still has fresh memories of the Jinyiwei. This newly formed Eagle Dog organization of the imperial court had just ascended Wudang Mountain to show off its power half a month ago, so they were looking at these two people with anger at this moment.
"Zhenzhen Zhang!"
The two dismounted and clasped their fists, and said respectfully: "My Prince, His Highness, has been waiting for a long time at Wuji Villa five miles ahead. Master Zhang was tired from riding the horse all the way. His Highness, the Prince, has already prepared tea there. Master Zhang can rest there for a while while waiting for the martial arts."
The conference begins."
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, and he said warmly: "Now that we have arrived at the border of Nanjing, I will naturally obey the court's arrangements. Lead the way!"
Zhu Biao made such a long journey, so there is a reason why he chose Wuji Villa as the meeting place.
As the current prince of the Ming Dynasty, he has a distinguished status. It is impossible for him to lower his status and go to the official road to greet Zhang Sanfeng. However, as a martial arts legend, Zhang Sanfeng came to participate in the martial arts conference held by the imperial court in person. He should be given the respect and sincerity he deserves.
Show it.
So twenty miles out of Nanjing, it was a smooth process to receive Zhang Sanfeng as the host at the gate of this villa that was specially renamed and specially used to entertain martial arts people.
This not only gave Zhang Sanfeng Nuoda face, but also maintained the court's dignity and magnanimity.
To be honest, Zhu Biao couldn't figure out such twists and turns when he was asked to think about it by himself. Zhu Yuanzhang taught him step by step throughout the entire trip.
After this incident, Zhu Biao discovered that Lao Zhu was much better at playing with things like force than he was.
If you think about it carefully, it's actually normal.
There were so many heroes in the late Yuan Dynasty, why did only Lao Zhu become the Hongwu Emperor?
Lao Zhu still has something.
Soon Zhang Sanfeng and his party arrived, and Zhu Biao personally stood at the gate to welcome them into Zhuangzi.
Housing and meals are all arranged properly.
This made the expressions of the few Taoist priests who came with Zhang Sanfeng soften a lot.
Obviously, he was very pleased that he and others were valued so much by the imperial court.
"Your Highness, have you reached the peak of your strength?" In a pavilion, Zhang Sanfeng and Zhu Biao sat opposite each other, sipping tea and chatting.
"The real person has a vicious eye. I do have some talent in martial arts!" Zhu Biao didn't hide it, and he couldn't hide it in front of Zhang Sanfeng.
"As the prince of the current dynasty, His Highness will inherit the throne in the future. It might not be a good thing if he is obsessed with martial arts!" Zhang Sanfeng frowned and said.
"Isn't my father in the Rongjin realm?" Zhu Biao asked back.
"How can conquering the world and sitting on the world be the same?"
"When the country was first established, His Majesty conquered the world with force. By the time Your Highness succeeded to the throne, the country had already stabilized. The most important thing to do was to promote culture and education and cultivate the people."
"Your Highness practices martial arts. If you are obsessed with it, the world will surely flatter you."
"The King of Chu has such a slim waist, and there are many stories of people dying of starvation in the palace. Your Highness, don't you know that?" Zhang Sanfeng advised warmly.
Some civil servants had actually said these things to themselves in a circumstantial way, but they were all very vague, unlike Zhang Sanfeng who said it so straightforwardly.
In the final analysis, there is still no desire or desire.
The old Taoist priest doesn't like to be an official, so he only says these things for the sake of the people of the world, so there are no taboos.
However, the limitations of history still exist even for Zhang Sanfeng, who has lived for 120 years.
As a time traveler, Zhu Biao can view this issue from a higher level.
He deeply realized that it was necessary to develop culture and education, but military armaments also needed to be maintained.
Without an army, it would be impossible to maintain centralized power, unable to deter the nomads in the north, and it would become a deformed cripple.
Even though the lame man is as tall as a giant, he is still a lame man.
If someone discovers Lame's true identity, with just a slight push, the giant will fall to the ground and the empire will collapse.
This is how the Ming Dynasty finally fell.
What's more, there is still spiritual energy reviving now, and there will be plane wars in the future. If we don't develop martial arts, and don't build the Ming Empire into an empire full of martial arts and armed to the teeth, what awaits us and the people of the Ming Dynasty will be death.
Of course, Zhu Biao couldn't say these words.
So he sighed and said in a Versailles-like manner: "Actually, I'm not that obsessed with martial arts. I just practice casually and my strength reaches its peak."
"To be honest with you, it's only been less than a year since I started practicing martial arts!"
Zhang Songxi, the fourth disciple who was serving Zhang Sanfeng next to him, was pouring tea for his master and His Highness the Crown Prince. Hearing this, he couldn't help but shake his hands, his face turned slightly red, and he felt like he had suffered a 10,000-point critical hit.
He has been practicing martial arts for forty years now, and his cultivation has just reached its peak.
His Highness, the Crown Prince, has become the same as himself after practicing for a year. The key is that he is still a true dragon emperor who was born with a golden key in his mouth.
