The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 50 Yao Guangxiao, the Evil Monk of the Ming Dynasty

Inside the carriage, upon hearing the monk's words, Zhu Xiong Ying's lips twitched violently!
Dao Yan?

Isn't this Yao Guangxiao?
The Demonic Monk of the Ming Dynasty?

"Wow!"

The carriage curtain was suddenly lifted, and Zhu Xiong Ying looked outside.

A dignified old monk, dressed in rags, was chanting his Dharma name and bowing. (Rags in Buddhism are colorful, multicolored garments.)
If one did not hear Dao Yan announce his name, an ordinary person would truly believe that this monk was a compassionate and benevolent monk.

But Zhu Xiong Ying knew that
This monk, whose lifelong ambition was to "stir up trouble," offered his "earnest advice" to his fourth uncle, which ultimately led to the Jingnan Campaign.

This person's schemes have only one characteristic: ruthlessness! He shares the same ruthlessness as Chen Ping, a founding hero of the Western Han Dynasty, and Jia Wenhe, a warlord of the Eastern Han Dynasty!
When Zhu Di launched his rebellion, this guy came up with a plan: to take the capital directly!

It may seem ordinary, but it is actually incredibly poisonous.

This strategy cleverly included Zhu Di, leaving him with no way out but a desperate last stand. (A careful consideration of the roles of the strategist and the ruler reveals the truth.)
To kill so many people for the sake of their ambition to 'rebel', how can that not be considered poisonous?
"So it was a donation from the master. I will gladly accept this act of kindness and good fortune."

Zhu Xiong Ying smiled slightly, looking at Dao Yan with her eyes, while gently stroking the jade belt at her waist.

"Qiang!"

Instantly, a series of sounds of swords being drawn rang out from all directions.

The hawk-like spies secretly guarded by the Western Depot have appeared!
Despite this, Dao Yan showed no alarm, but simply smiled and said, "It seems that the old monk has encountered a very important person today."

"What are your intentions, young master?"

Seeing the monk's calm demeanor and cunning, Zhu Xiong Ying's gaze turned slightly cold, but his smile only deepened as he said, "Of course, Master, you should bestow your blessings."

"please!"

"After making the donation, I will personally repair the golden statues in the temple."

After saying that, Zhu Xiong Ying lowered the carriage curtain and refused to listen to Dao Yan say anything more.

Seeing this, Dao Yan was not surprised at all; on the contrary, a slight look of joy appeared in the corner of his eye.

Inside the Wenhua Hall, Zhu Xiong Ying looked at Dao Yan before him and said with a light laugh, "Tell me, how did you guess my identity, Master?"

Who was Zhu Xiong Ying? He grew up by the side of the Hongwu Emperor and had already dealt with the most shrewd old foxes in the entire empire in the court. How could he not understand human nature?
When Dao Yan saw the people from the Western Depot, he showed no panic whatsoever, as if he had been prepared all along.

Since that's the case, we might as well ask them properly.

"How could an old monk, living a life of quiet contemplation, possibly guess His Highness's identity?"

Dao Yan remained calm and categorically denied the allegations.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiong Ying's lips curled slightly: "Then guess now. If you can't guess, kill me."

"Even the Buddha doesn't care for you or bestow wisdom upon you. So you old monk probably don't have the ability to give alms and blessings to the lonely."

Zhu Xiong Ying was most annoyed by this kind of pretentious mystery. Not to mention that he kept calling himself "I" (孤), how could Yao Guangxiao not recognize the three characters "Wen Hua Dian" (文华殿)?
It's really annoying to keep using the excuse of "I don't know" here.

Upon hearing this, Dao Yan was slightly taken aback, then chuckled and could only helplessly say, "Your Highness is the current regent's grandson, the eldest son of the crown prince, and the eldest grandson of Emperor Hongwu!"

These words made Dao Yan feel powerless.

I had a perfectly good plan, so why does this Crown Prince keep wanting to kill people?

"I don't have much time."

"Just one question: what exactly are you here for?"

"Don't talk to me about empty talk like charity and good deeds. I don't believe in Buddhism."

"A very intelligent person once said that you can't trust what a beautiful woman says. But I think that statement is still a bit lacking."

"A man who appears to be loyal and virtuous cannot be trusted! A monk who seems to be devout is even less trustworthy!"

Zhu Xiong Ying looked at Dao Yan with a cold gaze.

Upon hearing this, Dao Yan's face turned extremely embarrassed! He hadn't expected that this Crown Prince would be so intelligent!

And
Something about what he said doesn't feel quite right!
"The old monk came only to offer alms and blessings."

"Since Your Highness does not wish for Buddha's protection, this old monk may leave."

Dao Yan spoke in a deep voice.

Zhu Xiong Ying's response was beyond his expectations; it would be better to leave first and think of a solution later.

"Want to go?"

Unexpectedly,

Just as Dao Yan turned around, Zhu Xiong Ying chuckled softly.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Huatian stood in front of the door with a blank expression.

This sight gave Dao Yan a sense of impending doom.

"Does he not know what you, Daoyan, are thinking?"

Upon hearing Zhu Xiong Ying's words, Dao Yan suddenly turned around.

The young Crown Prince's eyes were full of cunning!
Upon hearing these words, Dao Yan's heart skipped a beat.

His thoughts

How could His Highness the Crown Prince, whom I have only met just now, possibly know this?
"rebel."

Zhu Xiong Ying coldly uttered two words.

These two words sent a storm raging through Dao Yan's heart, but he did his best to restrain himself and maintain a calm and composed demeanor.

However, Zhu Xiong Ying didn't even bother to look at Dao Yan's expression, and simply said to himself, "Grandmother is not in good health. Grandfather originally planned to send a high monk to the palace after the tour this year to lead the royal family to Renshou Palace to chant sutras and pray for blessings."

"This is a matter of my royal family, but it is the best plan in your mind."

"It is only a brief encounter that I have done good deeds for you. After some time, you, Daoyan, will surely be among these 'high monks'."

Upon hearing this, Dao Yan, still struggling to suppress his shock, said in a deep voice, "Even if the old monk is greedy for wealth and status, he has only violated a major Buddhist precept."

"At least, the old monk truly came for good fortune."

"Why does Your Highness make this guess?"

Dao Yan was still denying it, but in his heart, he felt a sense of fear towards Zhu Xiong Ying.

From a young age, Dao Yan felt that no one in the world, regardless of their power, wealth, or achievements, could compare to him in terms of intelligence.

but now
This ten-year-old Crown Prince seemed to see right through him; how could he not be terrified?
A calm and composed mind comes from inner strength, from a perspective that others cannot comprehend.

If everything is seen through, even the most composed person will become anxious!
"Shanfu?"

"With your wolfish ambitions, Dao Yan, what good deeds could you possibly do?"

"Your goal is not wealth and glory at all; you have never cared about money or power."

Zhu Xiong Ying bluntly exposed him without any mercy, then fixed her eyes on Dao Yan with a playful smile:
"Let me guess, what is your purpose? Or rather, which of my uncles have you taken a fancy to?"

"Second Uncle? Impossible. No matter what you say, you'd be lucky to survive being beaten with sticks."

"Don't even think about it, Third Uncle. Apart from my Zhu family, everyone else is no different from a bedbug in his eyes. If you try to stir things up with your silver tongue, you'll probably just get chopped off, so he won't be an eyesore."

"Is that my fourth uncle?"

Zhu Xiong Ying laughed heartily: "You want to incite my fourth uncle to rebel."

(End of this chapter)