Chengyi's Mansion, under the maple tree in the backyard.
"The poor monk just came to see Mr., ask for a meal and then leave." Dao Yan said with a smile after eating and drinking.
"It seems that you don't plan to leave Nanjing." Liu Bowen said dumbly: "You are here to use me as a tiger skin."
He knew that his reputation was no less than that of Gao Qi, or even more famous.
If Dao Yan comes to his home for a meal, his worth will double when he goes out. At least the people in Tianjie Temple will not make it difficult for him, and it will be easy for him to find a place to place orders.
As for the Nalaoshizi Tianjie Temple, also known as the Great Tianjie Temple, there is a personal inscription written by Emperor Hongwu on the front of the temple saying "the best Zen forest in the world". There is a Shanshiyuan in the temple, which governs Buddhist affairs in the world, so it is regarded as the national temple of the Ming Dynasty.
Daoyan offended Tianjie Temple. If he didn't find a big boss to protect him, he would never be able to continue to hang out in Nanjing's Buddhist circles, let alone find a temple to hang up orders.
"Hey, I can't hide anything from Mr. Qingtian." Dao Yan then picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said happily: "This is called leaning against a big tree to enjoy the coolness."
"Did you think the same way when you were hanging out with Gao Jidi?" Liu Bowen laughed out loud.
"That's not true." Dao Yan sighed and said, "It's a pity that the emperor killed Gao Qi, and the poor monk had no chance to make a living, so he had to come to the capital to try his luck, but he ended up in trouble."
"You don't want to come to avenge Gao Qi, do you?" Liu Bowen suddenly asked quietly.
"No, no." Dao Yan waved his hands repeatedly, shaking his cheeks and said: "Mr. Qingtian, you can't talk nonsense. I am an honest and humble monk who abides by the law. He and Gao Qi are just ordinary friends."
"What an ordinary friend." Liu Bowen smiled without exposing him and asked, "What are you going to do if you stay in Beijing?"
"Watch the excitement." Dao Yan smiled and patted his chubby belly and said, "The poor monk originally planned to go to Zhongdu, but the excitement there has ended, so he just waited in Nanjing to see the next show.
.”
"How do you know that the next good show will be in Nanjing?" Liu Bowen looked at him with a smile.
"Because the emperor didn't kill Mr. Han." Dao Yan was trying to make things up.
"Don't try to show off to me here." Liu Bowen was not used to his faults.
"Okay." Dao Yan is Liu Bowen's junior, and he has been trained to have no temper at all.
"What the poor monk means is that although the emperor cut off his warriors and scrapped the plan to move the capital, he avoided losing the Huaixi nobles. But the fact that he did not kill the Korean prince or even abolish his title shows that the emperor does not intend to take action against the Huaixi military generals group.
.”
Daoyan, a mere monk, boasted about the power struggle at the highest level in front of Liu Bowen. This scene was really weird.
But what is even more strange is that Liu Bowen not only did not stop, but also showed a listening look, seeming to agree with the monk's analysis.
"This is normal. The Song and Yuan dynasties had too many ills. The Ming dynasty had so many ills and flaws that they were far inferior to those of the Han and Tang dynasties. The emperor had too many hard bones to gnaw on, too many thorns to gnaw through.
In the past, his empire could be passed down from generation to generation. If it could not be bitten off or overcome, the Ming Dynasty would be another short-lived dynasty.
"At times like this, those military leaders are certainly a big hidden danger, but with their presence, the Emperor can intimidate those former Yuan veterans, corrupt officials, and landlords. We must cut off these thorns one by one and gnaw away the hard bones.
Only after you have waded through all the thorns can you hide your bow and cook the dog.
"If the order were reversed and the military leader was attacked first, it would be a lot of fun. The military leader would collude with former Yuan elders, corrupt officials, landlords and gentry to oppose him.
"Zhu Hongwu is covered in iron. How many nails can he drive? He can't beat them." Dao Yan was so proud that he got a little carried away.
"So we have to do it step by step. No matter who is touched next, we can't touch the honorable nobles. That's why we have to give them a hard beating and let them be honest for a few years before talking...
"But after suffering such a big loss, will the Korean prince really let it go? I don't think so, so I have to wait and see in Nanjing to see what happens next!"
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Dao Yan was salivating and talking very happily, when he suddenly heard Liu Bowen ask quietly:
"Then King Lao Shizi Ming is your disciple, right?"
"Uh..." Dao Yan was stunned immediately. After a while, he smiled and said:
"I really can't hide anything from Mr. Qingtian. Yes, we are both teachers and friends, and the poor monk taught him a little bit. It's not that the poor monk is self-respecting, but that his qualifications are limited and his learning is not in place.
"Moreover, the poor monk also told him that no one can defeat the emperor today. Even if he is a dragon, he must be coiled or a tiger must lie down. But he refused to listen. Good words can't persuade the damn ghost, and the poor monk can't do anything.
"
"But there is one thing to say, this person's popularity is quite good. If he had been born ten years earlier, he would probably be like Ming Yuzhen and join the ranks of the nobles. It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time."
"Do you think you were born at the wrong time?" Liu Bowen asked slowly.
"Hehe, the poor monk does envy Liu Bingzhong." Dao Yan sighed and said: "But time is also destiny, we have no chance to be Liu Bingzhong in this life, we can only try to have as much fun as possible, as long as life is not boring."
Liu Bingzhong was also a monk. Kublai Khan recruited him into the palace when he was hiding in his residence. From then on, he participated in the conspiracy of the army as a commoner and made great plans for the country. Most of the major military and state affairs were planned by him. For Kublai Khan, he was just like Liu Bingzhong.
Wang Meng to Fu Jian...
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Perhaps feeling that he was too passive, Dao Yan turned from defensive to offensive: "On the contrary, Mr. Qingtian, strategizing in this small courtyard, winning thousands of miles away, quietly became the biggest winner this time."
"You know again?" Liu Bowen chuckled.
"Often whoever benefits the most is the mastermind behind the scenes." Dao Yan said with some insight into world affairs: "From the beginning to the end, who is the most opposed to moving the capital? It's you, Mr. Qingtian. Now that the capital move is really out of the question, it's very difficult for people.
Don’t let your imagination run wild.”
"You can't talk nonsense like this." Liu Bowen shook his head and said, "I haven't done anything."
"Didn't you send Luo Guanzhong to Zhongdu?" Dao Yan chuckled: "Even the five His Highnesses went to Zhongdu to practice, was it secretly promoted by Mr. Qingtian?"
"..." Liu Bowen picked up the tea cup, took a sip and said, "It seems that you have a close relationship with Mr. Guanzhong."
"Otherwise, my silly disciple wouldn't believe Luo Guanzhong's lies!" Monk Daoyan, who had always been full of belly and always smiling, suddenly glared with his triangular eyes, revealing a bit of evil aura.
"Yes, this is your true face." Liu Bowen smiled and said seriously:
"Don't blame Mr. Guanzhong. If you want to blame, blame me. I was the one who called him to Nanjing and persuaded him to recognize the situation and let go of his obsession. Now is the unification of our Han family that has not happened in six hundred years.
, but whether the north and the south can be completely unified and reshape China depends on whether the outline can be smoothly cleaned up in the next twenty years.
"During this period, I will never allow anyone to make trouble! Whoever makes trouble is my enemy!" At this point, Liu Bowen, who had always been calm and calm, also had sharp eyes and said word by word:
