Dao Yan acted very quickly, and within a few days he personally delivered the document to the Guan Ya Bureau.
Zhu Bai suppressed his excitement and looked through the certificate carefully: the seals were complete, indicating his dharma name "Mingzhi", as well as the time he became a monk and his appearance.
With this thing, combined with the "Monk Record", he can use his "Mingzhi" identity to enter any temple without being suspected.
This is his first clone.
In critical moments, it can save lives.
He nodded: "Okay. Master, go back first. I will find a way to make your wish come true."
Daoyan couldn't help being happy and hurriedly saluted: "Amitabha, thank you so much, Your Highness."
He was not afraid that Zhu Bai would not keep his promise. After all, "Monk Records" had to be updated every year.
Zhu Bai said: "This matter must not be mentioned to a third person. Otherwise, if it is leaked, Miaozhi Chanyuan will be destroyed, and even you will not be able to save your life. By then, not only will I be unable to save you, but you will also be scolded for your willfulness.
.”
Dao Yan saluted: "This poor monk naturally understands this."
The risk in this matter was originally greater on his side.
If it weren't for being able to go to Zhu Di's side, he wouldn't agree.
Zhu Bai put away the ultimatum, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked Yan: "By the way, does the master know where Master Zong Li is?"
I heard that although Dao Yan is ugly, he is proficient in Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, and has good relations with the leaders of these three schools.
Zong Li is the leader of Buddhism.
Others may not know his whereabouts, but a social activist like Daoyan is very well-informed.
Dao Yan replied: "It seems that Master Zongli will return to Tianjie Temple in three days to review the list of "Monk Records" of Tianjie Temple this year. Why does Your Highness ask this?"
Zhu Bai smiled: "Don't worry about it, I will definitely let you go to King Yan within half a month."
There are several important things that should be done together.
-----
Zong Lai now responded that Tiancheng was like a thief, wearing a bamboo hat and gray monk's robe. He didn't even dare to bring a novice monk with him for fear of being discovered and reported to Zhu Bai.
After he got off the boat, he deliberately did not go through the nearest north gate. Instead, he went around and entered the city through the small south gate - Sanshan Gate.
As long as he walked another half mile, he could return to the back door of Tianjie Temple. Then he would hide inside and pretend to be a turtle. No matter who came, he would not be there!
Zong Lai successfully entered the Sanshan Gate, lowered his head and lowered his straw hat to cover his face, and then ran all the way towards Tianjie Temple.
Very good, there are many pilgrims and wandering monks in Tianjie Temple today, which can perfectly cover his whereabouts.
Zong Li felt excited and raised his head to look at the back door, which was only ten steps away.
A carriage parked by the door suddenly opened its curtain, and a familiar little figure came out leisurely, then stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Zong Lai with a smile.
"I'm strangling Buddha, it's troublesome." Zong Lai complained secretly and turned around immediately.
Zhu Bai raised his hand: "Hey, master, don't run away, I won't hit you."
Zong Lai stopped, clasped his hands together, and sighed: "Oh, Amitabha, what a bad fate."
After half a stick of incense, Zhu Bai sat in Zong Lai's Zen room, happily drinking Tianjie Temple's unique fragrant tea and eating vegetarian snacks.
Zong Li looked embarrassed: "Your Highness, the old monk really doesn't have time to copy scriptures for Your Highness this time. Please forgive me."
Zhu Bai chuckled: "Master, what are you talking about? Am I such a thick-skinned person?"
Zong Lai said silently in his heart: Yes. You are the most shameless child I have ever seen. No one.
Zhu Bai said: "Don't worry. I won't copy the scriptures this time. I just want the master to help me recommend someone to my father."
Zong Lai asked: "Who?"
Who is so brave that he actually asked Zhu Bailai to come forward and ask him, a Buddhist leader, to recommend it to the emperor?
Zhu Bai: "Master's friend. Master Daoyan."
Zong Lai suddenly realized and shook his head: "Disciple, I am not a stingy monk. Since I became Youshanshi, I have recommended Dao Yan to the emperor with Master You Jueyi Laifu several times. The emperor has not said anything."
As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, and he wished that someone could take his place and stay by Lao Zhu's side. Since Dao Yan was determined to enter the court, he was naturally willing to recommend Dao Yan.
Zhu Bai narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Master, this time, I guarantee your success, you just have to recommend it."
-----
With the five elder princes gone, Zhu Bai, the commander-in-chief of the Military and Horse Department, became a mere commander.
Lao Zhu was actually a little worried about Zhu Bai.
Although he knew that he could stand up to five of them, and that all the commanders of the five military and horse divisions were controlled by him, he was still an eight-year-old "three-inch boy" after all...
Seeing that he came back early today, Lao Zhu specifically put down what he was doing and asked him: "What are your plans for the Bingma Division?"
Zhu Bai said: "Please ask my father to appoint a new commander for the Military and Horse Department in Zhongcheng. However, it is up to my son to appoint the two deputy commanders."
If everyone from top to bottom was his, even if Lao Zhu was not taboo, there would still be people who would complain.
Anyway, the people who really do things are mostly deputies. If the new commander is disobedient, he will just step aside.
Lao Zhu naturally understood Zhu Bai's little plan and nodded: "Okay. The boy is quite smooth in doing things, and there is no leakage."
Zhu Bai said: "The Zhongcheng Army and Horses Department has been severely weakened this time. I want to select a few capable, honest and good-looking people to supplement it."
Lao Zhu: "Okay, how do you plan to choose."
This guy made it very simple, but just the two conditions of "competence" and "honesty" are very difficult to meet.
Not to mention looking good.
Zhu Bai himself was one of a million in appearance, and the people he saw in the palace all day long were also carefully selected.
It's really difficult to look so good that even Zhu Bai finds it pleasing to the eye. Haha.
In addition, the official position of the Military and Horse Division is small, the salary is low, and the responsibilities are great.
There must not be many people applying for the job.
Zhu Bai tilted his head and said: "Those who are picked out by cavalry and archery are all fools. The military department deals with profiteers and citizens every day, so it needs to be flexible. I wonder if I can follow the example of my father that day."
We need to hold up the flag and hold a game that tests both brains and physical strength. It is best to have a confrontation, with rewards and punishments for winning and losing, so that these people can go all out. Brothers are now going to feudal lands and to Zhongdu.
, are not in Yingtian. His Highness the Crown Prince is in frail health, so he has no choice but to work hard for his father to come forward."
Boy, what tricks do you want to play?
But since you said it, we've been quite bored lately, so I'll just play with you.
Lao Zhu was secretly amused, raised his eyebrows and asked: "If you want me to come forward, the stakes must be bigger, otherwise we won't be interested."
Hey, I took the bait.
Zhu Bai had difficulty in doing so: "Father, I think the stakes are high."
Lao Zhu: "The loser will give the winner one thousand taels of silver."
Zhu Bai's head immediately shook like a rattle: "Forget it, I don't have that much money."
Nonsense, you brat, you don’t know how much you’ve made by selling scriptures and engaging in government affairs. The palace is filled with boxes of silver, how dare you say you don’t have any?
You are so stingy, we want to make more money from you.
After all, the money is in the hands of a traitor like you, and I don’t know how it will be spent carelessly.
