Zong Lai: "If Your Highness wants to beat me, just do it. Everything is caused by cause and effect..."
Zhu Bai: "I'll go..."
It's been like this for several days.
Zhu Bai felt that if he didn't send the monk away, he would be "sent away" by the monk.
After class in the main hall today, Zhu Bai took Zong Li's hand and said sincerely: "Come, master, let's talk."
Zong Li smiled and nodded: "Okay, what do you want to talk about, Your Highness?"
Zhu Bai: "I am very confused about my future. Since the master is an eminent monk, please help me calculate my fortune. Even the latest one will do."
Haha, if you make a mistake in your calculations, I will tell Lao Zhu that you are not good enough and I will take you away.
Zong Lai: "Your Highness, I never tell people's fortunes. If you sow good deeds, you will get good deeds. Just do good deeds and don't ask about the future."
This is my nemesis.
No matter how angry you are, whoever gets angry first will lose.
If you beat him to death, he will go to jail.
Zhu Bai clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and forced out a smile: "Master, there are so many disasters in the world now. If you are wasting your time here with me, why not save all sentient beings?"
Zong Ai sighed softly: "I also want to give porridge, but the emperor asked me to teach His Highness. The emperor's order cannot be violated."
Zhu Bai hurriedly said: "Why don't you, Master, take me to Baosha to practice? I will help you with porridge."
Zong Lai immediately said: "No."
Realizing that he was losing his composure, he softened his voice and said: "Your Highness, the golden branch and jade leaves, the Buddhist sect is pure and miserable..."
Zong Lai secretly murmured in his heart: Boy, do you have any misunderstanding about the temple?
Now all the temples have blacklisted you. Do you still want to harm my Tianjie Temple?
Even if I die on the spot, I won’t take you there!!
Zhu Bai: Haha, old monk, you must have heard what Dao Yan said. Finally, I caught your weakness.
He stood up and bowed politely to Zong Li: "The last few days I practiced under Master Daoyan made me think back to this day. Master, please take me to Baocha to continue practicing."
Zong Lai: "It's absolutely necessary. If Your Highness wants to practice, it doesn't matter where he is. It's best to be in the palace."
In the conscience of heaven and earth, what I said is the truth.
There is no need to worry about food and clothing in the palace, and there is no need to worry about safety.
For a spoiled and spoiled playboy like Zhu Bai, there is no better place in the world than here.
If you want to cause harm to me, just stay here.
Don't make trouble on my property!!
Zhu Bai sighed: "Master really refuses to believe in my determination to practice. I will go tell my father right now."
Zong Lai became anxious and ran to Zhu Bai with his hands clasped together: "Amitabha. Your Highness, please let me go."
Zhu Bai grabbed his hand and said with sincerity: "Master, there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, long-term resentment, not being able to ask for something, not being able to let go."
Zong Li was stunned for a moment and muttered absentmindedly: "Amitabha."
Zhu Bai said: "If you let me go, I will let you go. If you can't let me go, I will go with you. From now on, you don't care what I do. We each have happiness."
Zong Li clasped his hands together: "Amitabha."
Zhu Bai patted his hand: "Then we've settled."
Never would I have imagined that I learned a few words back then in order to keep up with the school uniform, and that they would come in handy today.
He walked away with a smile on his face.
Zong Li looked at Zhu Bai's triumphant back, shook his head and smiled bitterly: Dao Yan said Zhu Bai was a little devil.
No, Dao Yan is wrong.
This kid is simply a devil.
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In the imperial study, Zhu Yuanzhang was a little surprised when he heard that Zong Li asked for an audience.
He respected Zong Lai very much. When he passed by Jingci Temple while raising troops, he had a few words with Zong Lai and felt that he was elegant in conversation, well versed in various schools of thought, and more like a scholar than a monk. Therefore, in the fourth year of Hongwu, he personally recruited Zong Lai to be the abbot of the heaven.
temple.
This time I went to the monk official, and it was Zong Lai who he personally appointed.
It is most appropriate to let Zong Lai teach Zhu Bai.
Just use Zong Lai's elegance and calmness to temper Zhu Bai's gangsterism and restlessness.
In the end, Zhu Bai also chose Zong Lai, which was really God's will.
Zong Lai should be teaching Zhu Bai at the moment, so how come he has time to come and see me?
If Zong Lai is here, where is Zhu Bai?!!
Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly felt a little panicked and waved to Erhu: "Please invite Zen Master in quickly."
Zong Lai came in, with a somewhat sad expression on his usually calm face.
Zhu Yuanzhang felt more and more uneasy: "Ah, what is it that makes Zen Master so difficult?"
Zong Lai clasped his hands together: "Your Majesty, this little monk is incompetent and cannot teach His Highness King Xiang."
Why do every teacher of this brat say this?
Zhu Yuanzhang secretly held his forehead and said, "This boy has done something bad again."
Zong Lai was a little embarrassed.
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Just tell me, I will never blame you."
Zong Lai: "He said that if the young monk restrains him again, he will come back to Tianjie Temple with me."
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his brows knitted together: The eminent monks have been invited to the palace. This kid still said that, what on earth is he going to do?!
He asked Erhu: "What is that boy doing now?"
Erhu went out to ask, then came in and replied: "His Royal Highness took a few eunuchs to the lake to catch fish."
Zhu Yuanzhang's heart beat wildly twice more, and he roared: "Why don't you ask someone to bring that stinky boy back?"
The ice is so thin, if it breaks...
The middle of the lake is at least three to four meters deep. If it falls, it will be impossible to fish it out.
When Zong Lai heard that Zhu Bai went to fish on the ice, he also realized the seriousness and regretted letting him go just now. He kept chanting in his mind: Don't let anything happen to this child.
When Zhu Bai came back, his face turned red from the cold, he jumped over the threshold and entered the house, carrying a fish in his hand: "Father, look, we have fish to eat tonight."
Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes: "You kid, I don't know if you are really stupid or fake smart. It's freezing cold and the lake is frozen. Go catch fish..."
Zhu Bai tilted his head and said: "Yesterday, my mother said that the tofu was very tender, and my father likes fish head and tofu soup the most. So I want to catch a fish and give it to my father."
How can I scold you if you are like this...
Zhu Yuanzhang choked and took a deep breath: "Tell me, what do you want?"
Zhu Bai blinked: "No. I have nothing I want."
Zhu Yuanzhang: "Don't pretend to me, tell me quickly."
Zhu Bai: "Father, please don't make me the king of Xiang. It's better to leave my son in the capital and let him help you manage the gold, silver, copper, iron salt."
Then he was the first generation of officials and merchants in the Ming Dynasty, which is beautiful to think about.
Zhu Bai pursed his lips: It's really not that easy. This flattery is in vain, you need to use some strong medicine.
This kid, only a few years old, already knows how to make money with these things, and he is really smart.
Zhu Yuanzhang took a good look at Zhu Bai and asked, "Why don't you just want tea?"
Zhu Bai scratched his head: "The other items can only be produced in fixed places, so they are easy to control. Tea can be grown if there is a piece of land. Basically, every state in the Ming Dynasty can be self-sufficient, so it can only be done on a large scale.
We can only sell tea to the Western Regions and the Mongolians. Moreover, the amount of tea sold privately among the people is greater than that sold by the government. The risks are high, the competition is high, and the returns are small, which is boring."
