Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 127 The King of the World (7.1k words for subscription!)
"Poor monk Daoyan, pay homage to His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty."

Dao Yan knelt down and kowtowed, the expression on his face was still neither sad nor happy.

"Yao Guangxiao, whose childhood name is Tianxi, legal name Daoyan, style name Sidao, style name Duan, nickname Du'an old man, Fuxuzi, a native of Changzhou."

"Entering Buddhism, worshiping Taoism, and being proficient in the three methods of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, he entered Beijing in the eighth year of Hongwu. The chief think tank, followed him north into Yan, and became the abbot of Qingshou Temple."

Zhu Xiongying said lightly.

The life of this monk in black for the past 63 years is very precious.

Dao Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, was stunned when he heard it. He never thought that he was just an old monk who was over sixty years old, and he had never made any achievements in front of others. miss.

It's no wonder that Dao Yan was surprised. After all, the reason why Dao Yan in the historical records is known to the world is because after the success of Zhu Laosi's Jing Nan, Dao Yan was the first in the discussion of merit. Before Jing Nan, no one in the world knew Yao Guang. The name of filial piety.

And the reason why Zhu Xiongying remembered the life of the black-clothed monk was not because he deliberately searched for it.

The main reason is that the black-clothed monk was so famous in the early Ming Dynasty. According to the original historical records, the black-clothed monk Daoyan can be called the number one strange person in the Ming Dynasty.

Others rebelled for the sake of fame and fortune, for glory and wealth, for the honor of descendants, and for princes and generals.

But Daoyan doesn't care about money or power, and has no children or grandchildren in his life.

For decades, he urged Zhu Laosi to rebel, just for the sake of rebellion.

And in the two dynasties of Ming Taizu and Taizong in the historical records, there are 16 courtiers who can enter the Taimiao to accompany him after his death, from the Zhongshan Wuning King Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Tang He, etc., all of them are in the battlefield Among the military generals with illustrious military exploits in the world, there is only monk Daoyan as a civil servant, which shows the particularity of Daoyan in the early Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Xiongying bent slightly, overlooking the kneeling Dao Yan.

This black-clothed monk was born in the early fourteenth century, and he is already sixty-three years old this year, but his head is still so hale and hearty, especially the bald head, which shines brightly under the moonlight, and it seems that it is well maintained.

Dao Yan was stared at by Zhu Xiongying like this, and a strong sense of oppression fell on his heart. Even though Dao Yan's xinxing was far superior to ordinary people, his expression changed suddenly under this pressure, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead. The sideburns slipped.

He has walked through a tightrope many times in his life, such as giving Zhu Di a white hat. After all, once he said that, there is a high probability that he would be regarded as a "crime of treason" and killed on the spot.

But never before has there been such a sense of oppression.

The young emperor in front of him, who was only in his early twenties, felt like an unreachable sky, and he couldn't even simply look up.

It's not surprising that he felt this way, because Zhu Xiongying used his spiritual sense to coerce him.

"You know what I called you for."

Zhu Xiongying spoke lightly.

The air suddenly loosened, and Dao Yan felt that he could finally breathe.

He couldn't restrain his shortness of breath, and secretly and greedily took a few deep breaths.

"The poor monk is dull and doesn't understand the sacred meaning, so please make it clear with your majesty's words."

A hint of doubt appeared in Dao Yan's expression, he couldn't guess what the young emperor in front of him meant.

Clang.

A hum.

Zhu Xiongying flicked his sleeves a little, and a three-foot green blade landed in front of Dao Yan, the blade glowing slightly cold in the night.

Dao Yan's eyelids twitched suddenly.

The emperor bestows a sword with only one meaning.

This is... self-judgment? !
Called me all the way from Shandong to Yingtian just to let me wipe my neck?
Why bother?

You directly issued an imperial decree, gave me a cup of poisonous wine, and let me ascend to heaven in place, why do I have to go through such a big circle.

Along the way, Dao Yan has been thinking and guessing that there are many reasons why the young emperor who just ascended the throne sought him out, but he never thought it would be this one.

Zhu Xiongying looked at the silent Dao Yan, his eyes were as bright as stars, deep and vast.

About two or three seconds later, Dao Yan raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword. As if exhausting all his strength, he slowly pulled out the sword, resting the horizontal sword on the neck.

In the era of supremacy of the monarchy, the monarch wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die.

Dao Yan's face didn't change much, he tried his best to tell himself that there is nothing to be afraid of death, but his hands could not help but tremble slightly.

Although Dao Yan tried his best to maintain it, he couldn't control the instinct of fear of death that originated from life.

Beads of sweat from the temples dripped onto the blade of the sword, Dao Yan gritted his teeth secretly, and was about to use force in his hands.

clang.

A gust of wind passed by, directly knocking down Qingfeng from Dao Yan's hand.

The corner of Zhu Xiongying's mouth raised slightly, he was very satisfied with Dao Yan's state.

The reason why he threw out such a sword just now was to test the monk in black.

A monk who rebelled for the sake of rebellion, a person who does not seek fame and fortune, does he have awe of death?

Not being afraid of death and not being in awe of death are two completely different concepts.

If Dao Yan had lost all awe of death, then Zhu Xiongying would never stop Dao Yan from wiping his neck, a man who has no awe of death and is full of economics and learning.

This kind of people, Zhu Xiongying will not use, because there is no weakness.

After all, the greater the ability, the greater the impact it can have. Who knows what this guy will do behind his back in the future.

"Dao Yan."

Zhu Xiongying raised his hand and hooked it, and the three-foot green blade floated into his hand.

For the archmage, this is simply a daily action.

But just this random one-handed shooting of objects in the air made Dao Yan's eyes shrink. In fact, it was the first time he saw Zhu Xiongying perform extraordinary skills.

"Poor, the poor monk is here."

At this time, Dao Yan was actually a little confused.

First of all, he gave the sword to himself, and when he finally made up his mind to do it, and then prevented himself from dying, what exactly is His Majesty the Emperor going to do?
"I ordered you to sacrifice wine for Xuantian Supervisor. From now on, you will be specially responsible for the preparations for Xuantian Supervisor. There must be no mistakes."

"But if you need something, you can ask each department's office."

Zhu Xiongying's voice faintly fell into the ears of the monk in black.

Dao Yan was dumbfounded.

Supervisor Xuantian?
What kind of Yamen is this?
He quickly ran through the six divisions of the Ming Dynasty, the nine ministers, and each yamen in his mind, but he didn't have the slightest impression of the yamen Xuantianjian.

"Xuan Tianjian is responsible for recruiting and teaching spiritual root students from all over the world, supervising the cultivation of supervising students, and teaching them immortal methods and supernatural powers, all with the purpose of running the school to build the Great Ming Immortal Dynasty."

Xiao San, who was next to him, spoke coldly at this moment, and gave Dao Yan a brief introduction to what Xuantian Supervisor is.

Lingen?practice?Immortal magic?Great Ming Dynasty?

Every word shocked Dao Yan's heart.

He could feel that the duty of the Xuantian supervisor to sacrifice wine was extremely important. The emperor was willing to give such an important position to himself, such an aide of the judge of the king. Instantly convinced.

But he really didn't understand, what is this spirit root? !

"Go back."

Zhu Xiongying didn't bother to introduce too much to Dao Yan. Naturally, someone would tell him what is spiritual root and what is cultivation.

As Xuantian supervisor offering wine, this is what Dao Yan must understand.

The spirit valley has been successively transported to various regions of the Ming Dynasty through the Qiankun mobile array. The chief ministers also obeyed the emperor's order and sent more people to strictly observe those who have golden light visions in their bodies after eating the spirit valley. This means that they will soon A large number of practitioners appeared.

The registered population of the Hongwu Dynasty was more than 8000 million, and with the current technology, there must be a lot of omissions. It is estimated that the real number is not less than [-] million.

Calculated according to the probability of one spiritual root being born in 1 people, there will also be [-] practitioners with spiritual roots.

Naturally, these cultivators cannot be scattered in various places. After all, even if they do not practice spiritual roots, they will have powers that are different from ordinary people, which will easily cause social chaos.

Zhu Xiongying's positioning for Xuantian Supervisor is to gather this group of cultivators, and assign special personnel to teach all the people who are born with spiritual roots in the world, unify them, practice in a unified way, teach in a unified way, and manage in a unified way. Then according to their respective characteristics, they will be assigned to different service positions to shine for the glorious and stalwart Daming Dynasty.

"According to the order."

Dao Yan kowtowed to the leader again.

He didn't ask too much, knowing that he would know these things in the future, so he wasn't in a hurry for the moment.

Dao Yan, who has always been known for his resourcefulness, his composure, and his ability to remain calm even before Mount Tai collapsed, took a long breath after leaving the Star Observatory.

He looked back at the Star Observation Tower under the darkness of night, and in just a short quarter of an hour, his view of the Ming Emperor Zhu Xiongying had undergone an earth-shaking change.

He also finally understood why Zhu Di was defeated. There was no level of existence between the two of them.

In other words, no emperor in the past dynasties can compare with it.

With a heavy heart, Dao Yan left the mansion under the guidance of the palace servants.

In fact, since the moment King Yan was defeated, Dao Yan planned to go to a mountain temple to live in seclusion until his old age. Yan felt hot.

He seemed to have found a new purpose in life.

It turns out that apart from rebellion, there are more challenging things to do in this world.

Stargazing upstairs.

Zhu Xiongying glanced at the back of the black-clothed monk who was gradually going away, and looked away.

"Are they all back?"

In a word.

Xiao San who had been standing behind him immediately replied.

"Returning to Your Majesty, except for Han Buli from Sudi and Lin Dong from Qingdi, all the dark men in the northern border have returned to the courtyard through the nearby Qiankun Moved Formation."

The 'yard' here refers to the starting point orphanage.

"Let everyone take a good rest for a while, they have worked hard these days."

"In addition, from now on, the Shadow Guard will be changed to the Commander of the Dragon Shadow Guard's Pro-Army, and the yamen will be located in the inner city. You will be the first Commander of the Dragon Shadow Guard's Pro-army, and other appointments in the department will be made by you. Give it to Liu Ji, the Ministry of Officials."

Now that Zhu Xiongying has ascended the throne as the emperor, the shadow guard naturally needs a public identity as a yamen.

Xiao San was startled, then bowed quickly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

When a man is alive, no one wants to be famous, even shadow guards like Xiao San are no exception. Although they used to be grandson shadow guards, they actually have no official rank.

"Take off the mask."

Zhu Xiongying said, since he is already the emperor's pro-army on the surface, it is inappropriate to continue to wear a mask.

"Yes!"

Xiao San took off the dragon-shaped black iron mask on his face, revealing a handsome face that was only two points higher than Zhu Xiongying's. It was different from Xiao San's usual coldness when speaking, and his facial features looked extremely gentle. Especially those eyes, warm and moist like water, very much like the big brother next door in the eyes of a girl.

And speaking of Anzi.

Zhu Xiongying thought of Ji Gang, the ruthless commander of Jin Yiwei's pro-army in the historical records.

This guy was lurking next to Zhu Lao Si, and he was very successful, like Zhu Xiongying proved his ability.

Zhu Xiongying was thinking, how should this Ji Gang be arranged in the future, and be arranged in Jinyiwei?
Speaking of Jin Yiwei, this is also a point that Zhu Xiongying struggles with.

Zhu Xiongying has a shadow guard he cultivated by himself, whose loyalty is much higher than that of Jin Yiwei, and it is enough to support the intelligence needs. The intelligence demand for Jin Yiwei is not large, and the commander of the Dragon Shadow Guard and the Jin Yiwei's pro-army commander, There is also a certain intersection on the functional boundary.

But now that he has ascended the throne, the problem of Jin Yiwei has to be solved.

Abolition, or reorganization?

Just as Zhu Xiongying was thinking about this matter.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Liu from the Ministry of Officials is here."

Outside the screen, Xiaobao's voice came.

Except for Liu Ji's old son, there is no second surname Liu in the official department.

"Xuan."

Zhu Xiongying can roughly guess what Liu Bowen is looking for at this point.

"What else?"

Zhu Xiongying glanced at Xiao San, Xiao San did not leave.

"His Majesty."

Xiao San plopped on his knees and saluted.

"Banruo wants to have an audience with His Majesty, I beg Your Majesty to allow me to summon her once."

It is rare to see Xiao San take the initiative to ask for help for her.

'Prajna. '

Zhu Xiongying thought for a while, thinking of this woman.

"Bring her to see you tomorrow night."

As soon as the words came out, Xiao San was overjoyed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After saying that, the Commander Xiao turned over and jumped from the ninth floor.

Zhu Xiongying frowned slightly, thinking about telling him next time, since they are all married army commanders, this is at least a third-rank military officer of the imperial court, it is better to walk in and out next time.

Just as Xiao San left, Liu Bowen had already walked in from the sliding door with a smile on his face.

"So happy, you took a concubine again?"

Zhu Xiongying glanced at Liu Bowen and joked.

Liu Bowen chuckled.

"The old minister is not happy for himself, but for His Majesty. The northern border has been settled, the civil strife has subsided, and the world is in peace. Your Majesty can concentrate on creating an eternal prosperity."

While talking, Liu Bowen presented a memorial.

The world?

Zhu Xiongying hasn't told old man Liu about his plan yet, my world is the whole world, how could it be possible to stop the pace of conquest at this point.

This is shit, it's just the beginning.

"This is the list of officials drafted by the old minister to announce the political affairs of the Northern Territory. Your Majesty, please read it."

What Zhu Laosi did in the northern border fully demonstrated the situation of the chief secretaries in the northern border. For example, the officials in Henan Chengxuan's political department are all a bunch of rich and rich. It is also an indisputable fact that everyone from top to bottom has to be abolished collectively.

"Ah."

Zhu Xiongying took the booklet, casually opened it and glanced at it.

Very well, he doesn't know any of the people above.

"Old man Liu, I ask you something."

Zhu Xiongying closed the booklet, threw it aside, and then hugged Liu Bowen's thin shoulders. Liu Bowen was also used to being close to the emperor, after all, he had been with Zhu Xiongying for more than ten years just meditating.

"What year do you think I should take?"

When Liu Bowen heard this, he subconsciously frowned.

In fact, he has been thinking about this matter recently, and Huang Guan, the Minister of Rites, even came to ask him for advice on this matter, but after searching through the classics at home and racking his brains for a long time, Liu Bowen couldn't think of a suitable one.

It's just because His Majesty is too special today.

Liu Bowen can pat his chest and say that for thousands of years, no emperor in the past has been able to match him.

After all, no matter how powerful the emperors of all dynasties were, they stood in harmony with the sky and were called the Son of Heaven.

And the emperor of our dynasty, His Majesty, is fighting against the sky, and is the emperor of the people.

By the way, Human Emperor!
Liu Bowen was overjoyed and had a flash of inspiration.

"Your Majesty, what do you think about customizing the year name as 'Tai Huang'?"

'The Emperor of Thailand. '

Zhu Xiongying thought for a while.

The emperor of Thailand means the emperor of the people.

According to the historical records of Qin Shihuang: In ancient times, there was the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Earth, and the Emperor of Tai, and the Emperor of Tai was the most expensive.

The two words are simple, mighty yet domineering, domineering contains restraint, and restraint hides a ray of arrogance.

"Okay, old man Liu, he is indeed a cultural banker."

Zhu Xiongying smiled, and patted Liu Bowen's shoulder heavily, while Liu Bowen rubbed his hands with a smile.

"Sharing my worries, you should be rewarded."

After finishing speaking, he casually handed over ten bottles of pills to Liu Bowen. Half of these pills were used to increase mana, and the other half were Dabu pills used to replenish energy.

For old man Liu, these big tonic pills are more important, after all, it is related to the quality of a happy life.

"Your Majesty, the old minister has one more thing to return to His Majesty."

Liu Bowen held the elixirs in his arms happily, carefully put away the bottles one by one, then straightened his face, and took out a dust-free scroll from his sleeve pocket very solemnly.

'Decree'?
Zhu Xiongying suddenly remembered that when Old Zhu summoned Old Man Liu earlier, he had indeed given Old Man Liu an imperial decree. At that time, he ran into him and asked Old Man Liu to pass, but was fooled by Old Man Liu's sloppy eyes.

At that time, Zhu Xiongying felt that since it was Lao Zhu and Liu Bowen's little secret, he didn't bother to inquire about it.

Liu Bowen knelt down respectfully and presented the imperial edict with both hands.

"The Supreme Emperor's will, please take it back, Your Majesty."

'The will. '

Zhu Xiongying frowned, raised his hand to take the imperial decree, while Liu Bowen kowtowed respectfully, and then retreated silently.

After taking so many pills, I have to go home and find my concubine to try the effect.

Unfolding the imperial decree, Zhu Xiongying read the contents written in it.

Then he fell silent.

Every word of this 'legacy' in his hand is Lao Zhu's deep love for him.

At the very beginning, Lao Zhu was afraid that once he died, Zhu Xiongying's accession to the throne would change in the future, so in the will, Zhu Biao was directly skipped, and Zhu Xiongying was passed on as emperor from generation to generation.

Thanks to the fact that this edict had no chance to be announced, otherwise Zhu Biao's mind would explode if it was announced by the court.

After all, the impact of the Zen position and the direct will jumping position are completely different.

But now that Zhu Xiongying has ascended the throne, this edict is naturally invalidated.

As for why Liu Bowen gave this edict to himself instead of returning it to Lao Zhu, Zhu Xiongying also understood Liu Bowen's deep meaning. He was telling Zhu Xiongying that "Liu Bowen has only one emperor in his heart."

Putting away the edict, Zhu Xiongying stood on the observatory, looking at the stars in the sky, and stretched a lot.

Today, I am a little tired.

As for the next conquest of the Wa Kingdom, it is already in preparation.

Zhu Xiongying ordered Flying Eagle to be a shadow guard in the Wa country to announce the news that the Ming emperor wanted to conquest himself. At this time, the Wa country should have been in a state of boiling, and the major ninja villages have probably begun to release their renju power.

"His Majesty."

A female voice with a silver bell came from behind him.

Snowy hair, exquisite body, and a cloud blue pendant tied around her neck hangs into the crevice. Today's Xue Ji is wearing a big V mist skirt with suspenders that is the same color as her hair, with beautiful light blue cloud patterns on it.

The design of this skirt was drawn by Zhu Xiongying himself, which is very in line with the macho aesthetics of the 21st century.

Zhu Xiongying named this shirt: Yunran.

"Sit down first, I want to think about something."

Zhu Xiongying said lightly.

"Yes."

Xue Ji obediently bowed and saluted, and subconsciously wanted to find a place to sit down, but then she was taken aback.

Because she saw that His Majesty the Emperor was lying flat on the velvet bed.

In an instant, his face turned red with embarrassment.

She instantly understood the meaning of 'sit first'. After all, in Master Zhu's harem, those who failed in reading comprehension would not be able to earn a living.

Then, Qian stepped forward.

Mode selection: Turn on LV5 automatic driving.

Zhu Xiongying put his hands on his head and looked up at the hollow star screen. He was looking at the random reward he got just now, which was the introduction to making spirit stones.

Regarding this spirit-making stone, the introduction given by the system is very complicated. If it is printed out, it may take more than a dozen sheets of A4 paper.

Cut to the essentials, in simple terms.

This spirit-making stone contains a strange power that can gather radioactive elements in the air to form a natural 'radiation' around the spirit-making stone.

Logic, no problem.

After all, Zhu Xiongying had successfully verified before that, such as uranium ore, which contains radioactive elements, can indeed provide cultivation.

For those with spiritual roots, absorption can enhance mana.

For those without spiritual roots, absorption can directly mutate.

It is obviously unrealistic to develop nuclear power in a short period of time. After all, the scientific level of this thing is too high, and the instruments are even more sophisticated. 3e' will do the trick.

Before nuclear energy was developed, it was obviously not enough to rely on natural radioactive ore to support the cultivation of so many people in Daming who were born with spiritual roots.

It's not that there are not enough mines, but because the collection of these ores cannot be done by ordinary people, only these practitioners can mine, and the number of practitioners is small, so it is foreseeable that the speed of ore collection will not be fast.

And the appearance of this spirit-making stone can just make up for the supply of cultivation resources to a certain extent, which can be regarded as a timely help.

Just when Zhu Xiongying was deep in thought, she focused on Xue Ji, a little surprised that Xue Ji had such a unique skill of her own.

"Oh, not bad."

"Peach Spin."

………………

Northern Territory, Beiping Mansion.

Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Quan's army that had receded like a tide, and his heart fell to the ground, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Zhu Quan would die outside the city all this time.

"Arrogant Zhu Quan, beyond his control."

"Master, I haven't played enough yet!"

"Ula!"

Zhu Gaosui looked at Zhu Quan's army that had gone away, and said proudly, raising his knife.

As for the word 'Ula', he learned it from a Slavic yellow-haired mouth some time ago, because he felt that these two words were very imposing and gradually tended to replace 'arrogant'.

Fatty Zhu glanced at his third younger brother, and felt that he couldn't figure out why he didn't put this brainless guy on the wall when his father was so heroic.

Now that Zhu Quan's army has retreated, Fatty Zhu is also going to go home, take a shower and tidy up, and go to the palace to report to his mother and concubine Xu Miaoyun that he is safe.

But at this moment, suddenly, the sound of a large number of horseshoes came from a distance.

Fatty Zhu looked far away, and saw billowing smoke and dust billowing into the sky in the distance under the night. It looked like a large number of cavalry were rushing.

"Your Majesty!"

"The Sapphire army is coming to attack!"

On the watchtowers on both sides, a sergeant shouted loudly.

Identifying Lan Yu is very simple, you only need to see the military flag with the word "blue" in the army formation, after all, there is only Lan Yu in the entire Ming Dynasty.

"Sapphire..."

Hearing this name, Fatty Zhu's heart skipped a beat.

Facing Zhu Quan, he still had the confidence to stop him.

But in the face of the invincible and invincible famous general Lan Yu, coupled with his own insufficient strength, Zhu Gaochi really couldn't raise his confidence at all.

Finished calf.

Because he is very clear.

Whether it's personal prestige or military accomplishments, he and Lan Yu are not in the same order of magnitude at all. The gap between the two is completely the difference between heaven and earth, cloud and mud.

Zhu Gaosui next to him also turned pale. He is arrogant, but he is not a fool. He still knows who Lan Yu is.

And at this time.

A goshawk hovered in the sky and let out a long cry.

"Look, it's Dad's Xinying!"

While Zhu Gaosui was startled by the arrival of the Sapphire army, he raised his finger to the eagle hovering in the sky, and his face instantly changed into joy.

"Father must have captured Jinan, hahaha~!"

Zhu Gaochi raised his hand and didn't speak.

He just thinks that Zhu Gaosui is a fool, even if his father wins Jinan, he won't be able to return to Beiping in time, and he will have to finish his game against Lan Yu.

The goshawk circled in the sky, and finally landed on Zhu Gaochi's arm.

Taking out the letter tied between Goshawk's legs, Zhu Gaochi opened it and looked at it. He was stunned for a moment, but at the same time he was relieved.

At least, don't have to die.

"Written what?"

Zhu Gaosui leaned over to look at it, but was rolled up by Zhu Gaochi.

"You open the city gate here to welcome Lan Yu, and I will go see Mother Concubine."

After leaving such a sentence, the arrogant layman stood there in a daze.

………………

The next day.

Yingtian Mansion, Forbidden City, Fengtian Temple.

All civil and military officials in the hall knelt down to worship, and the voice of Shan shouted long live was endless.

Zhu Xiongying was dressed in a bay red emperor robe, sitting on the dragon chair, his eyes as wide as the sea of ​​stars, calmly swept over everyone in the hall, they were all his courtiers.

Today is Zhu Xiongying's first visit to court as emperor.

Zhu Xiongying hated going to court.

But after all, the new emperor ascended the throne, some things need to be done in this way.

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