Chapter 282

"Elder martial brother, you and my master are the same person, and the old host is kind to my Zhu brothers. I will take good care of him."

"Thank you. What I want to say now is" after all, this is also the temple I used to stay in. "

Zhu Yuanzhang outside Dashitou answered sincerely. Gu Zheng was relieved when he looked at the little spot that had gradually begun to turn green.

At the last moment, he didn't forget to sprinkle another handful of chicken soup.

Gu Zheng spoke out his wish in the temple, but at last it seemed that it was his original intention to start the incident. So when the voice fell, Zhu Yuanzhang sorted out his clothes. Unexpectedly, he was very respectful and saluted the closed door of Huangjue temple.

"Zhu Yuanzhang will live up to the wishes of senior brother."

"I don't know when it's time to say goodbye. Just ask senior brother to cherish himself. When Zhu Yuanzhang achieves his wish, he will come to restore it, so that senior brother can open the mountain gate again."

After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang waved to the people behind him and ordered, "let's go!"

When these people were about to evacuate, the old monk with Zhu Chonger on his back quit.

Holding the rosary beads hanging around his neck, he began to hammer Zhu Chonger's bald head. While struggling, he shouted loudly towards the temple.

"No desire! I won't go!"

"I'm going back to the temple! I don't want to leave with these outsiders!"

"I'm an old bone. Even if I die, I'll die in Huangjue temple!"

With such great strength, Zhu Chonger, who has been powerful for many years, almost died.

In the temple, you can imagine the noisy Gu Zheng outside and cover his forehead. Who didn't worry about bringing this one up?

Now he can only persuade loudly in the temple.

"Master, I know you love the temple."

"But there are really no supplies in the temple. If there is a person who has a headache, Shifu, we can't deal with it when you are old."

"You'd better go down the mountain with the second younger martial brother Zhu Chong. Don't say you want to sit in this temple."

"Listen to your roar, master, I can live at least ten years. Zhu Chonger, don't you hurry to fight master down the mountain?"

"Take care of it carefully. When the mountain gate opens again, you can carry the master back."

"Yes, it's senior brother."

The majesty of this elder martial brother is really not covered.

Zhu Chonger, who was afraid to resist just now, took the old monk down the mountain.

Even if it was a bag piled on top of a rosary on its head, it didn't dare to stop.

When the noisy voice was calm and there was no sound outside the door, Gu Zheng was expressionless. In fact, Gu Zheng was very happy. He began to order the only remaining martial brothers in the temple to clean the hall, which was not much better than the outside.

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Wind, frost, snow and rain, how many spring and autumn.

This mountain gate is really ten years of intense heat and frost.

The big stone in front of the gate of Huangjue temple has never been opened again. Even if it is beaten and killed by the outside world, it seems that it has nothing to do with here.

Once, in the most important moments of Zhu Yuanzhang's career, he sent people to investigate here.

I hope to see the elder martial brother in the temple and give him some advice.

But it's strange that this time the mountain closure is very different. Huangjue temple stands here, but people who come with a purpose will return empty handed.

The two huge stones in front of the gate of Huangjue temple have been filled with incense and candles by the believers who have returned to their homes.

In front of the towering Jade Gate, it was marked by thick incense, which made it slightly yellow.

Where these pilgrims can get close, the spies sent by Zhu Yuanzhang are always difficult to go.

When they tried to detour from the back mountain several times, they found that even the passage at the cliff of the back mountain was sealed by the monks in Huangjue temple.

Until this time, Zhu Yuanzhang believed that his eldest martial brother really didn't care about the troubles in the world and the worldly prosperity.

Otherwise, according to his elder martial brother's means, ability and prestige, it's useless for him to be born, regardless of who the name of the current world Lord is on.

Even the sun moon god cult and the white lotus cult will retreat three feet.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang stuck to it like this in the battles against the enemy again and again.

He believed that even if he did not rely on the divine power of the Buddha, he could lay his own country.

Times of crisis and hardship honed his heart and forged a powerful division of hundred battles.

After several years of hard work, the once little beggar and thin little monk finally became the king and established his own new dynasty on this land.

When he looked back, it had been ten years. His virtuous wife and filial son, such as flowers and beautiful family members, had never lacked anything.

Just suddenly, in the dead of night, I will also think about when I will embark on such a road.

So, once again in the hall, the noise like a vegetable market still needs to lie on the desk at night.

The man who has become an emperor, the candles crackled in the middle of the night. As the party slowly stepped into the hall, the eunuch who followed Zhu Yuanzhang's side to wait on the pen and ink came forward to remind: "emperor, the queen is coming."

In this hall of diligent administration, only one woman can have such a privilege. Without being informed by others, she can come and go freely like the back garden, that is, Zhu Yuanzhang's hairy wife, Ma and empress ma.