Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

In an instant, Monk Daoyan felt as if a large, dense net was surrounding him from all directions.

It made it completely impossible for him to breathe.

Make him unable to move...

Every thought, every prediction, every calculation, was targeted by an invisible force, always easily shattered. Every time he gathered strength to throw a punch, his fist inexplicably clenched and he couldn't even clench it, let alone throw it.

But he thought about it carefully.

Targeting him...the military advisor behind the little emperor?

But he also felt that he was just an ordinary chief monk in Yanbei, usually keeping a low profile and never revealing anything. Who could target him? Who would target him?

He couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out!

This feeling is...

Wrong!

It's so frustrating!

“Shit…!!!”

Monk Daoyan gritted his teeth.

A silent roar of helplessness emanated from my heart.

Even the plan of completely disregarding everything in a fit of rage was no longer feasible. Monk Daoyan was truly broken at this moment, and he had completely lost his initial calmness and composure.

Even if he has a good attitude, he can't do it again and again. No decent person can withstand the pressure!

How many times has this happened???

Monk Daoyan took a deep breath, raised his head and drank the cup of tea in front of him, trying to force himself to calm down.

He pulled out the Buddhist beads he usually held in his hand from his sleeve pocket and spun them around while muttering to himself:

"Little Emperor... the grain yield per mu is over 3,000 kilograms..."

"The news has spread to Peking. I'm afraid there are not many people in the Ming Dynasty who don't know about this. It's not feasible to destroy it at the root..."

"The little emperor...his are..."

"What does he want? What on earth is he planning? Is there really someone who has no desires or wants?"

"..."

The Buddhist beads in Monk Daoyan's hand spun faster and faster, and his mind was working rapidly, thinking about this "bad news" that was almost like a bolt from the blue.

This was almost fatal to him.

But the more anxious he became, the less ideas he had, which made Monk Daoyan feel even more annoyed and irritated.

Unconsciously, the Buddhist beads in his hand were suddenly broken by him...

Crackling...

The Buddhist beads were scattered all over the ground...

Seeing Monk Daoyan's distracted look, Zhu Di's already anxious and bewildered heart sank even deeper. Especially when he heard the sound of Buddhist beads breaking and falling to the ground. Even though the sound was not loud, in this quiet side courtyard, every collision was like a needle piercing his heart.

The Master Daoyan he usually met was always calm and composed, as if he would never reach a dead end and could always see a way out of a desperate situation.

When had he ever seen Monk Daoyan like this?

Zhu Di understood: Monk Daoyan... he was also panicking...

Zhu Di's face suddenly darkened as he understood this. A hint of despair crept onto his pale face. He said absentmindedly, "Even...Even Master Daoyan...is there nothing he can do?"

After saying this, he almost completely lost all his strength and collapsed on the stone bench.

He came here.

Originally, he wanted to seek an opportunity in despair, and wanted to hear whether his military advisor had any good ideas or could see a way out.

But the look on Monk Daoyan's face was definitely not the answer he wanted.

The Buddhist beads fell to the ground, and Monk Daoyan made no move to pick them up. He just stood there in silence. The two of them fell completely silent, and the entire side yard instantly fell into a dead silence. Zhu Di and Monk Daoyan both felt like they could hear their own heartbeats.

The silence lasted for a long time.

Zhu Di then muttered with immense resentment, "Could it be that this prince...really has no chance? Could it be that Zhu Yunhuan is just so lucky? To have met a Zhuge Kongming who is so willing to plan for him wholeheartedly!?"

Backing off... In that moment of confusion, Zhu Di really had the idea of ​​backing off for the first time.