Chapter 19 Zhu Biao: Why are there two fourth boys?
The black monk's robe indicates Dao Yan's status as a monk now, but he was still a Taoist priest when he first debuted.
But whether he is a Taoist priest or a monk, whether he is in a temple or a temple, Daoyan has burned a lot of incense in his life, but he has never smelled anything like this.
The white smoke exhaled by Ji Boying surged into Dao Yan's nose. Dao Yan was startled and coughed violently.
"You, you..."
Before Dao Yan could finish a complete sentence, Zhu Laosi, who was half a step behind, saw Ji Boying. He immediately greeted him with a face full of ecstasy and saluted respectfully.
"Zhu Di meets the immortal master!"
Immortal Master?
Is this guy the immortal master?
Dao Yan coughed violently while looking at the person in front of him. This strange and frivolous person turned out to be the immortal in King Yan's mouth? This was completely different from the image of an immortal that he had imagined with an air of grace!
"Well, follow me somewhere."
Ji Boying just glanced at Dao Yan, and then took Zhu Laosi away.
"Immortal Master, wait."
Dao Yan suppressed his cough and spoke repeatedly.
"The Immortal Master told His Highness at Xiaoling Hall that he would not allow His Highness to move the capital. The young monk dared to ask why?"
This posture seems to be preparing for a debate with Ji Boying.
Ji Boying frowned slightly. He would indeed come to talk to Zhu Laosi sooner or later about this matter, and if he wanted to talk to Zhu Laosi, Dao Yan would definitely be present, but not now.
"You wait here, I will come to you in an hour."
After leaving a word, Ji Boying disappeared on the spot.
Before Dao Yan could reply, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his open mouth seemed to be unable to close.
‘Disappeared?!’
"House...!"
He subconsciously spoke out, but when he turned around and looked around, Zhu Laosi, who was standing next to him, had also disappeared without a trace.
Monk Dao Yan took a sharp breath, and suddenly felt that his world view had been shocked.
Touching his gleaming forehead, the monk, known as the prime minister in black by later generations, was silent for a moment, then turned around and walked back to the study, finding a place to meditate and enter concentration.
‘Since the immortal asked me to wait for an hour, I will wait for an hour.’
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Hongwu time and space, the elegant room on the top of Zuixian Pavilion.
"Brother, how could you steal my cigars?!"
"Biao'er, you can't smoke anymore!"
"The last bite, the last bite..."
When Ji Boying returned to Hongwu time and space, this was the scene that caught his eye.
Abiao bit into Xiao Zhusi's cigar and puffed hard.
The heart will always be restless when it is not obtained. This is simply a truth in the world. Even the founding prince like Zhu Biao cannot resist the temptation of a small cigar.
Behind Ji Boying, Zhu Laosi, who came from Jianwen time and space, looked at the three people in front of him and was completely stunned. (The next step is to distinguish between Zhu Di in Hongwu time and space and Zhu Di in Jianwen time and space. Zhu Di in Hongwu time and space is called Xiao Zhusi and Zhu Di in Jianwen time and space.
Called Zhu Laosi).
"Big, big brother..."
Plop.
When Zhu Laosi saw Zhu Biao, he knelt down and his eyes turned red.
In Zhu Laosi's world, in the year when Zhu Biao passed away, Lao Zhu secretly ordered the vassals in the north to guard the vassal territories without going to Beijing. He was unable to bury his elder brother in person. This was also the life of Zhu Laosi.
The pain.
For Zhu Laosi, Zhu Biao is not only his brother, but also half of his father who raised him emotionally.
Zhu Biao, who had just finished taking the last puff of his cigar and was snatched back by Little Zhusi, was startled when he heard the sound. He subconsciously looked at Zhu Laosi who was kneeling on the ground and frowned.
"You are..."
There was doubt in Zhu Biao's eyes, and then he was startled. He subconsciously looked at Xiao Zhu Si next to him, and found that the appearance and facial features of the two people were extremely similar, but their temperaments were completely different.
One is a young man who is just starting out and has high spirits, and the other is a middle-aged man who is experienced and capable of killing.
"Fourth child?"
Zhu Biao tried to shout.
"Brother, please give up, I won't give you any more cigars."
Xiao Zhu Si next to him immediately answered, and then he was stunned because he realized that Zhu Biao was not talking to him, and his eyes were subconsciously looking at Zhu Laosi. The more he looked, the more he felt like the same person.
If he knew that quintessence of Chinese culture, he would have blurted it out long ago.
The kneeling Zhu Laosi silently communicated with Zhu Biao with his eyes. After getting confirmation from Zhu Laosi's eyes, Zhu Biao was even more shocked.
‘Why are there two fourth boys?!’
"Get up."
Lao Zhu had already met Zhu Di in Jianwen Time and Space, and said a few words.
"Thank you, Father."
Zhu Laosi blurted out and stood up.
Although Zhu Laosi, who had recovered from the excitement of seeing his elder brother, didn't quite understand what was going on, he was extremely horrified inside. He once thought this was the sky...
After all, in Zhu Laosi's world, his father and eldest brother had already ascended to heaven. Until he saw his young self, an unbelievable guess arose in his heart.
"This is..."
"You guessed it right, this is the Hongwu period."
Ji Boying sat down in his place, and then he didn't care how surprised Zhu Laosi was.
Raise your hand a little.
On this table, there is a one-to-one reproduction of the mahjong bean paste cake. No wonder Ji Boying, this son of a bitch only provides finished edible items in the system’s benefits.
There are many theories about when Mahjong appeared. Some say it was invented by a mathematician named Zhang Sui in the Tang Dynasty. Some say it was invented by Zheng He during his voyages to the West. Some say it only appeared during the Wanli period. I can’t tell.
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But looking at the looks in the eyes of Lao Zhu and his son, it is obvious that they know how to fight this thing.
"Everyone, sit down."
Simply chatting about things is too boring. There is a cigar in your mouth, a drink in your mouth, and a hand touching mahjong. Only in this way can we have an atmosphere when talking about things.
"What are you doing standing still? Can't you hear the immortal master's words?"
Seeing A Biao and Zhu Laosi standing still, Lao Zhu added.
Zhu Biao then sat down on the left side of the table, while Zhu Laosi sat on the right side.
As for Xiao Zhu Si just about to sit down, Lao Zhu glared at him, his meaning was obvious, and he was responsible for shuffling the cards and pouring the wine.
"Back to business, let's talk about the first question now."