Zhu Yuanzhang, who commanded the wind and rain, lived a long and arduous life.

"Grandpa, why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Zhu Xiong Ying was a little confused and looked at Zhu Yuan Zhang. Seeing the serious look in Zhu Yuan Zhang's eyes, he stopped asking questions and took a deep breath: "Grandpa, I promise you."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately smiled and said, "Good, Xiong Ying, I'll remember what you said."

“Let’s go, the three of us, grandfather and grandson, go find your master.”

Zhu Yuanzhang patted Zhu Xiong Ying and Zhu Yunwen on the head with one hand each, and then, led by Zhu Xiong Ying, went down to find his master.

On the road.

Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a moment and then asked, "Xiongying, after you finished distributing the buns, we saw that there were still some beggars who didn't get any. With so many people helping like this, is it possible to save them all?"

"You got your meal this time, but what about the next one? And what about those beggars who didn't get any? Won't they resent you?"

"Human hearts are complex. If you fail to provide adequate relief, others will hurl insults and slander at you. How will you then cope?"

Zhu Xiong Ying, who was leading the way, paused and stopped in place.

Zhu Yunwen's eyes lit up, and a smile flickered across his lips.

These were the words Zhu Yunwen had just said, and Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to see how his grandson would respond.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at him, thinking he had stumped his grandson, but to his surprise, the grandson turned around and looked at him casually and nonchalantly.

"Grandpa, I am now cultivating immortality and Taoism with my master."

"My master taught me that those who cultivate immortality and the Tao should act according to their nature and be free and unrestrained. As for those beggars' hatred or gratitude, why should I care about others' insults and slander? I will do my own thing, so what if I am branded as a hypocrite?"

"If I care about my reputation and what others say about me, will I have to consider these things in everything I do in the future and end up just trying to find peace in a small corner of the world?"

“Grandpa, I think if a man’s perspective is limited to such a small circle, then all he can see is himself and the small circle around him!”

"Now that I'm cultivating immortality and Taoism, and given my status as the eldest grandson of the emperor, in the vast Ming Dynasty, I'm only behind you and my father. I can do whatever I want, however I please."

"I want to give them steamed buns, not because I want their gratitude, but because I want to do it. Whether they are grateful or hateful is none of my business."

The difference is obvious!

Zhu Yunwen had his mother, Lady Lü, to teach him, while Zhu Xiong Ying, though motherless, has his master.

Moreover, while women are more perceptive and better at noticing people's emotions than men, their perspective is always much narrower.

Zhu Yunwen was stunned by these words and stood there dumbfounded.

Zhu Yuanzhang burst into laughter: "Hahaha, good boy! Grandpa will remember your words!"

"You and your master have really taught us a lesson. This is the vision and perspective that a man at the top should have!"

Zhu Xiong Ying, who had just made his bold statement, smiled sheepishly and scratched his head, saying, "But Grandpa, shouldn't we also deal with these vagrants and beggars?"

Zhu Yuanzhang sneered, "Yes, many people in the court say that the world is at peace. They say that to the emperor, officials, and princes. In short, in their eyes, the world is damn peaceful!"

"If the people in the capital are going hungry like this, what about those in Huaibei?"

"Damn it, there's always a bunch of incompetent bastards who hold power but do nothing!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was furious.

This emperor had a very bad temper, especially when it came to matters concerning the common people.

Zhu Yuanzhang was a powerful emperor who cared deeply about the country, and he demanded the same of his officials. He believed that his officials should not only be honest and upright, but also care about the people of the country, just like him.

If someone sits in an official position but does nothing, their eyes only on the position below them, then Zhu Yuanzhang's treatment is simple: kill!

Every year, the officials dismissed, exiled, or even killed in the Ming Dynasty were not only those who were corrupt and embezzled, but also those who were incompetent, failed to perform their duties, and were unable to improve the lives of the people under their rule.

"We'll deal with it when we get back!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's chilling voice came again.

Although it was addressed to Zhu Xiong Ying, Zhu Xiong Ying knew that it was referring to those corrupt officials.

Zhu Xiong Ying stepped forward and patted Zhu Yuanzhang's chest, saying helplessly, "Alright, Grandpa, don't get upset and hurt yourself. Let's go over there quickly."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.

The grandfather, grandfather, and grandson continued walking.

Soon, the grandfather, grandfather, and grandson encountered disciples of Tianyun Temple.

They were many disciples of Tianyun Temple.

Some refugees were surrounding them, their faces flushed, arguing with the disciples of Tianyun Temple about something.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Zhu Xiong Ying shook his head blankly. He asked around and finally learned the whole story.

It turned out that Tianyun Temple was expanding the temple and didn't have enough manpower, so they needed to find dozens more people to work. Tianyun Temple then sent its disciples to find dozens of refugees to come over.

Paying them wages and letting them do things is a way of helping some of the displaced people.

Upon hearing this, the displaced people gathered around, all claiming they were capable and that they would start making a scene if they weren't chosen.

"This is difficult."

Zhu Yuanzhang exhaled a breath of stale air.

If Tianyun Temple can't handle it, he plans to have the Embroidered Uniform Guard take action.

This immortal was the abbot of Tianyun Temple. He not only saved his wife and grandson, but also instilled good values ​​in his grandson.

He'll definitely help if he needs anything!

….….…….….….

As refugees gradually poured in...

Several hundred people have gathered here, and the scene is chaotic.

The person in charge of finding refugees to do things at Tianyun Temple has no control over the situation at all, and if it continues to develop, the situation will become increasingly chaotic.

Even though the abbot of the temple is doing good deeds, if he doesn't control things properly, he might incite a popular uprising, which would then lead to punishment from the government.

The person in charge of Tianyun Temple was extremely anxious.

In the distance, Zhang Yishi, dressed in a white Taoist robe, walked towards them step by step with his hands hidden in his sleeves and his eyes narrowed. His gentle face was calm, unlike the anxious face of the person in charge of Tianyun Temple.

There was even a smile, a smile that never faded from his face.

now.

The scene was somewhat noisy, with people scattered and disorganized.

“My abbot said that we will only accept a few dozen people. Once we have enough, you should all go back and go find the government.”

The person in charge of Tianyun Temple roared.

"We arrived early this morning, why did you take them in but not us?"

"That's right! Aren't we human? One more person means one more mouth to feed. Your Tianyun Temple is so rich and famous, why do you only need to take in a few dozen people?"

"Yes, we can all work, we can all work."

Someone in the crowd shouted in protest.

Before the person in charge of Tianyun Temple could speak, Zhang Yishi arrived, his face beaming with joy: "Uncle-Master."

Zhang Yi squinted and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work. The Celestial Master asked me to take charge of this matter."

After saying that, Zhang Yishi walked up to the man who had led the shouting.

He kept one hand hidden in his sleeve, and with the other hand, he suddenly grabbed the man's arm and squeezed it hard.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out, and the noisy crowd of several hundred people instantly fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Zhang Yishi still wore a smile, a gentle smile, as he looked at the man leading the group: "Anything else to say?"

The man moved his lips.

Before he could speak, Zhang Yishi did the same thing again, quickly grabbing his other arm.

Click!

Another sound of bones breaking.

A heart-wrenching roar immediately came from the man's mouth.

"now what?"

Zhang Yishi asked again with a smile.