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

"Do you understand?" Zhu Yuanzhang said in a deep voice.

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded weakly: "I understand."

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at it and continued, "And your master, you must never disobey his wishes in the future, otherwise... even without your master's intervention, we'll deal with you first."

Fearing that this brat might go too far in the future, Zhu Yuanzhang quickly gave him a reminder.

That's our dad.

He wouldn't dare disobey, but if this brat did, he'd skin him alive.

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded emphatically again.

He always spoke his mind when interacting with Zhu Yuanzhang, which suited Zhu Yuanzhang's tastes very well.

Zhu Changye laughed and said, "Yes, vegetables grown outside are never as reliable as those grown at home. Since I have nothing else to do, I just grow some food myself."

After Emperor Yongle (Zhu Di) ascended the throne, Li Jinglong... surprisingly started getting promoted again.

The disciples of Tianyun Temple shook their heads: "Sorry, rules are rules."

Seeing that the queue had become a long-term battleground, Li Jinglong thought he should hurry up and do something to help.

He was a Duke, and Zhu Di was a Prince. Logically speaking, there was no difference in their status, and the Duke could even have a higher status than the Prince.

"Keep queuing, you can wait in line while I go find a place to relieve myself."

"We've made many mistakes, and we're constantly correcting them. As long as we have unwavering faith, nothing can defeat us! Be confident!"

The queues at the Taoist temples he had visited before were not as long as those at Tianyun Cinema, so he could burn incense quickly. Even at some temples with large crowds, as long as he paid money or mentioned his identity as a Duke, they would still give him face.

There were already many people outside Tianyun Temple, and inside it was even more crowded, with worshippers queuing up in long lines to burn incense.

Zhu Changye rubbed her little head: "We're all family, there's no need to be so polite."

He didn't want to neglect the old man just because he was queuing up to burn incense.

Zhu Di raised his hand to stop him: "Duke Cao, I, Zhu Di, dare not accept such words."

He bowed to Li Jinglong, then ran to the Tianyunguan disciple beside him.

Li Jinglong laughed.

He knows his own abilities; the reason he's in this position isn't because of his skills, but because of his ability to navigate social situations skillfully.

"You... I'm working for His Majesty, can't you even make an exception for this?"

"This Taoist temple is pretty arrogant."

soon.

He just responded to Tianfu.

Not only was Zhu Changye a cultivator, but before becoming one, he was also very easygoing. Perhaps Zhu Yuanzhang's preference for his family to be more casual was something he learned from his father.

Li Jinglong cursed under his breath and was about to speak again when a voice came from behind him.

He has visited at least ten or twenty Taoist temples over the years, and not a single one of them dared to utter such nonsense!

Zhu Di laughed.

This is completely different from my grandfather who was ruthless and decisive before. What kind of magic does my master possess that makes my grandfather like this?

"Master!"

Then, he told the disciples of Tianyun Temple about his identity.

He went to find Zhu Xiong Ying in the morning, wanting to burn incense together, but at that time Zhu Xiong Ying and Empress Ma were very close, and the two of them wanted to burn incense together.

"Your Highness, what are you doing here?"

Empress Ma nodded: "Indeed, sir, please eat first, I'll hoe the ground for you."

This was already quite dramatic, but what followed was even more dramatic.

So Zhu Yuanzhang wasn't angry at his grandson's impatience.

Is the Prince of Yan serious, or is he messing with me?

Zhu Yao was afraid of Empress Ma, Empress Ma was afraid of him, and he was afraid that Zhu Yao would run around everywhere.

He was thinking about his grandfather's teachings.

Today she changed her clothes, still mainly red, and then cooked some dishes, not as many as yesterday, just a few simple dishes.

Li Jinglong frowned slightly.

"Grandpa, are you eating?"

Empress Ma beamed with joy, then waved the bamboo basket in her hand: "Grandpa, Xiong Ying and I have arrived just in time. It's time for you to eat, so I've prepared a few more dishes for you."

now,

I don't understand.

"What's wrong with Duke Cao? Duke Cao can't cut in line either."

It's become well-behaved and quiet now, which means it's like a mouse meeting a cat.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "What bad luck!"

He was known as the unparalleled military general and peerless war god of the Ming Dynasty.

But the disciples of Tianyun Temple shook their heads: "This kind person, cutting in line is not allowed in our temple."

Before Zhu Yao could respond, Empress Ma was stunned.

Zhu Xiong Ying drew out her words, her impatience evident on her face.

But no one said anything.

"Me? I'm here to burn some incense, just like you."

Immortal? !

Li Jinglong couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Behind the Taoist temple, there are many disciples of Tianyun Temple.

She had met Zhu Yao a few times before, and they had eaten together twice. The little guy really liked eating meat on both occasions, and she remembered that.

The worker was terrified when he saw the dust fall on Duke Cao, and kept apologizing.

Zhu Yuanzhang, seeing this, asked in confusion, "Why are you sighing?"

Is Tianyun Temple really as powerful as the Prince of Yan described? After telling the old man that he was wasting time here, he was not angry but happy.

Looking at the layout of Tianyun Temple, it's all very old and dilapidated. It's an old Taoist temple that's been around for a long time, but I've never heard of it before.

Zhu Changye was still eating his steamed bun, while Zhu Yao seemed a little reserved.

Lady Lü's guess was correct; Zhu Yuanzhang conquered from south to north. He relied on his inherently passionate nature.

Li Jinglong chuckled and then went inside.

Setting up an official gambling den would have been perfectly acceptable in the Song Dynasty, given that the Song Dynasty's system was based on wealth being held by the people, and the imperial court lacked funds.

Then, just as he entered, perhaps because the workers next to him were not quick enough, or perhaps because of some accident, some dust fell and landed on Li Jinglong.

Li Jinglong nodded: "Yes, I finished the task His Majesty entrusted to me, and when I came back I was thinking of burning some incense before going, but I didn't expect the queue to be so long. I'm really anxious."

Empress Ma kept taking out and releasing the food.

Li Jinglong frowned: "Not very good."

Li Jinglong shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

"Yaoyao, eat up. They were all made by Fourth Grandma herself. After you finish eating, tell Fourth Grandma which one tastes better, and she'll make it for you again next time."

Call back the old Taoist priest.

"Master, what's going on?"

what?

Upon hearing this, Li Jinglong was completely stunned.

His tone was somewhat ingratiating.

As soon as she uttered that call, Empress Ma began to observe her father Zhu Changye's attitude. If Zhu Changye frowned or showed any other dissatisfaction, she would stop calling him that.

Some were practicing swordsmanship, some were drinking tea and chatting, and some were even having martial arts competitions; they all looked very relaxed.

Zhu Changye was having breakfast with Zhu Yao. The breakfast was simple, just a few meat buns that had just been bought. He was eating them and didn't stand up to greet the guest, but nodded as a greeting.

When she came yesterday, there was vegetation here, but today the vegetation has been cleared away and replaced by a green vegetable patch. The vegetable patch is surrounded by a fence, and inside, several roosters are pecking at rice.

"Yes, yes, yes! Grandpa is right, Yao Yao. We're all family, there's no need to be so formal."

Li Jinglong walked over.

Surely it couldn't be that a curse has been cast?

Zhu Xiong Ying hadn't yet figured out the connection between the two, but he was certain he would find out soon.

After Zhu Di finished speaking, he walked towards his seat, but halfway there he seemed to remember something and turned back to say, "Duke Cao, let me remind you, if you tell my father that you missed the appointed time because you came here to burn incense..."

“Good grandson, you are more outstanding than many people, far more outstanding! We are good at judging people! You don’t need to be so self-deprecating. No one is perfect, and who the hell can think that everything they think is right? If we are not here one day, you will have to walk this path yourself.”

He was tall and handsome, and he was Li Jinglong, the Duke of Cao of the Ming Dynasty.

Li Jinglong is an incompetent fool; many people say so.

Let alone princes, Li Jinglong would befriend any capable subordinate who demonstrated their abilities. He would either address them as "brother" or "we are working under the emperor and communicating with each other."

After sending Zhu Xiong Ying to Empress Ma, Old Zhu left, and then Empress Ma took Zhu Xiong Ying to Tianyun Temple.

Empress Ma kept picking up food with her chopsticks.

Li Jinglong was stunned.

“Then my father will not only not blame you, he might even praise you.”

Seeing this vibrant scene in the countryside, Empress Ma smiled and said, "Is the old man hoeing the ground?"

The father and son continued walking on the road.

He wanted to ask for clarification, but Zhu Di had already gone far away.

As he spoke, the butler looked around and whispered in Li Jinglong's ear, "There are immortals here too."

Although she came from a wealthy family, she had actually done farm work, which made her understand the hardships of farmers. Later, when she met Zhu Yuanzhang, she did not look down on him because of his peasant background.

Li Jinglong narrowed his eyes slightly.

It's just an ordinary Taoist temple that's recently become popular, something that even the old man is paying attention to.

The butler was taken aback: "Then we..."

Li Jinglong seemed to understand everything and said, "I'll go, you stay here."

They were a little reserved when they first took a bite, but their little eyes lit up afterward.

At that moment, a rooster crowed.

Seeing that he wouldn't listen to either persuasion or coercion, the butler cursed under his breath and quickly ran back to tell Li Jinglong.

The butler said again, "I'll pay! You can have as much as you want. My master is handling a very important matter, and he must burn incense before doing such a thing. Taoist priest, please be lenient and let this be the last time."

After getting down to the ground, Empress Ma bent down and started pulling weeds, moving just as fast as the young people, and seemed to enjoy it very much.

Empress Ma walked up to Zhu Changye and greeted him with a smile.

Yesterday she called him "Old Taoist Master," but today she changed her address to "Old Master," thinking it would make their relationship seem closer.

"Hmm? Such a strange thing?"

"By the way, you just said you were doing something for Dad?"

Zhu Xiong Ying sighed.

"Yaoyao, eat."

"Hiss... I didn't expect that His Highness Prince Yan also believes in gods. Then we're both on the same side."

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But he didn't know if the old man was satisfied, so he came to the Taoist temple to burn incense and pray that the old man would be satisfied.

The steward told me that Tianyun Temple has been very efficacious lately, so I came here to burn incense and pray for blessings.

The butler followed closely behind.

But here…

That's quite peculiar.

Zhu Yao was still a little reserved, but seeing her great-grandfather's approving look and her great-aunt's eagerness, she mustered up her courage and started eating.

Could it be... because the disciples of Yun Guan didn't believe he was a Duke that day?

She took off her shoes and, like an ordinary old farmer, rolled up her trousers and went down to pull weeds.

After giving his instructions, he asked a disciple of Tianyun Temple to lead the way to a place to relieve himself.

When the butler saw Li Jinglong return, he quickly asked.

Zhu Xiong Ying rolled up his trousers, ready to get down to business.

Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a moment, then continued, "Actually... we didn't completely reject your idea. Your idea is indeed very good, and we appreciate it. It's a thousand times, ten thousand times better than those who wouldn't even dare to think of it!"