Chapter 4: The tricks of the donkey are exhausted (2)

If the person intercepted by Chen Guang is really Cui Ningxiu, this may be an opportunity, an opportunity to disintegrate Nanjing from within, and the specific operation needs to be carefully planned.

"Is the identity already true?" Zhu Yinglong asked for thought for a while. If he was just a person with a similar appearance, wouldn't he be happy?

Zhou Wenyuan replied: "Weichen has sent people familiar with Cui Ningxiu to identify it. General Chen Guang just sent the news to Weichen, but has not alarmed the snake yet. According to General Chen Guang's news, Cui Ningxiu was disguised as a servant of a Liaodong ginseng merchant. Inadvertently, General Chen Guang found that the ginseng merchant actually obeyed his servant, which aroused General Chen Guang's suspicion and simply detained the entire merchant ship in the name of smuggling and tax evasion."

"Well, Chen Guang is so smart, it's worth it. I'll hand over a fleet to him." Zhu Yinglong was very satisfied with the naval general who discovered and promoted him, and then said, "Huang Taiji's resignation of Cui Ningxiu is nothing more than two plans. One is to contact the Nanjing court, and the other is to show kindness to Cui Chengxiu. Let's see if we can make the water in the Ming Dynasty even more chaotic, so that he can take advantage of the chaos to make profits."

"In this way, the uncivilized Jin people are so vicious!" Zhou Wenyuan said hatefully. Under the influence of Zhu Yinglong, Zhou Wenyuan had already listed the Jin people outside the control as the biggest enemy of the Ming Dynasty in his heart, so it was naturally the Jin people's conspiracy and intrigues that were hated to the core.

"Wen Yuan must not underestimate this Jin man with a population of less than one million. It will be the biggest enemy in the north of the Ming Dynasty and a great trouble for me. Sooner or later, I will destroy it." Zhu Yinglong looked up with his head sharp and firm eyes.

"The emperor has such ambitions and ambitions, which is a blessing for the billions of people in our Ming Dynasty." Zhou Wenyuan said excitedly.

"I do not seek to expand territory like Genghis Khan, nor do I seek to become a wise ruler for the ages like Emperor Taizong of Tang Li Shimin. I only seek to kill all the forces that can pose a huge threat to our Ming Dynasty and the Chinese people in my lifetime." Zhu Yinglong was only sure that he knew the direction of his life's rebirth in this life and worked hard in this direction.

A thousand rooms in the vast building, sleeping seven feet at night, and sticking to your own path is a life without regrets.

"Wen Yuan is willing to fulfill his ambition to the emperor!" Zhou Wenyuan was so excited that he knelt down on his knees and bowed to the end. For thousands of years, many benevolent and ambitious people have not been met, and many good generals and talents have been wasted in endless years. The feeling of being born at the wrong time has never been stopped. But the saint king and the heroes are always so hard to come by. Zhou Wenyuan was a commoner. If he had not been saved by Zhu Yinglong, the grave was already covered with weeds. Where did he get his status and glory today? How could he not repay his love for rebirth and the grace of knowing what he knew?

"Oh..." A long sigh came.

When Zhu Yinglong heard the sound, he knew who the person was. Everyone who could approach this side hall was close to the emperor. The sigh just now was old and deep. The only person around him was Zhuoba, not someone else. He was already familiar with Zhuoba's voice. He knew it was him. He smiled and said, "Since Mr. Zhuoba is here, why not come in? I am about to send someone to find you!"

"How can Zhuoba not follow the emperor's favor?" Zhuoba was wearing a white-haired monk's robe, a string of sandalwood rosary on his chest, and a thin face and a calm expression. Zhuoba floated up, and his body actually revealed a solemn appearance, which was transcendent and outstripping temperament.

"Old Zhuo, are you?" Zhu Yinglong looked up and down at Zhuoba in surprise.

Zhuoba clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Amitabha, Zhuoba has gone, I am a monk."

"Lianfan, Lebanon, Mr. Zhuo, are you going to abandon me?" Zhu Yinglong said in shock.

"Please help me?" Zhuoba Gujing Bubo said.

"Why?" Zhu Yinglong suddenly felt that Zhuoba had no chance to meet in this life. What made him even more uncomfortable was that he had become accustomed to the days when Zhuoba was by his side to help him out. Zhuoba's departure not only lost a think tank, but more importantly, he lost an elder who could remind him at any time.

"Amitabha, I am a monk, and the disputes in the secular world have nothing to do with me." Zhuoba said ten times.

Zhuoba's determination to leave made Zhu Yinglong's mood suddenly fall into a low point, but he was not the kind of person who gave up easily, and he still tried his best to keep him: "Since Mr. Zhuo's disputes about civil affairs have nothing to do with you, and the grains are also planted by people. Has Mr. Zhuo reached the point of not eating or drinking? Since he wanted to eat and sleep, and since his body belongs to the world, how can he get out of the world?"

"The emperor's wisdom is the best in the world, and his eloquence is unparalleled. Levan was born in the world and grew up in the world, and now he is in the world. This is a fact. But at this moment, the things in the world have been gone. Levan has achieved great enlightenment and no longer cared about it. It is time to leave. The emperor once said, "When will you leave on which day Levan will leave?" Zhuoba said.

"I said to Zhuoba, not you, Monk Fan." Zhu Yinglong's tone suddenly turned cold in order to keep Zhuoba.

Zhuoba was silent. He said just now that Zhuoba had gone, and the one who was left behind was Lefan. If the emperor had to force him to stay, there would be no way for the emperor to keep him.

"I understand that you convert to Buddhism, Mr. Zhuo, but practicing Buddhism also cares about one temple and one land. In the world, is it the king's land, the shores of the land, or the king's ministers? Whether you become a monk or not, you are all the people under my rule. What is the difference between staying by my side and being far away from the ends of the world?" Zhu Yinglong asked repeatedly.

"This..." Zhuoba was stunned by the question and thought to himself, yes, this world belongs to the emperor, where to practice is not practice, even if you are in Buddhism, you must follow the king's law. What is the difference between staying and leaving?

"Monkey Lefan, you are obsessed with appearance!" Although Zhu Yinglong did not understand Buddhism, he had watched so many TV series in later generations. He was so stupid that he actually shocked Zhuoba, a wise man who had studied Buddhism for decades.

Zhu Yinglong said the word "attached to the face" heavily, like two loud hammers, hitting Zhuoba's heart twice, and after a long time, he said: "I didn't expect that the emperor was so proficient in Buddhism, which was beyond my expectations."

"As such a thing, Old Monk Lefan, are you willing to stay?" Zhu Yinglong smiled at the corner of his mouth, knowing that Zhuoba had been moved by him.

"The old monk is left." Zhuoba smiled faintly, his mood seemed to have returned to the state of peace just now, and he had obviously figured out everything.

Successfully persuaded Zhuoba to stay, Zhu Yinglong's lost mood suddenly turned to sunny again, and he showed a happy smile.

"By the way, Zhuo, no, Master Lefan, I heard your long sigh outside just now, why is it?" Zhu Yinglong suddenly remembered Zhuoba's sigh outside the side hall just now, and couldn't help but ask.

"I felt infinite emotion after hearing the emperor's words, and I felt it was just a touching voice." Zhuoba closed his head slightly and nodded.

"Oh, what kind of emotion can make the master sigh so deeply?" Zhou Wenyuan asked.

"The emperor puts the people first in everything, and puts the people first, and benevolence and lenientness as the basis. Isn't it also a feeling that Lord Zhou is moved when he meets the wise king of the King of the King?" Zhuoba glanced at Zhou Wenyuan and slowly said.

"What the master said was inspired by Wen Yuan. Could it be that Master's sigh was caused by Wen Yuan?" Zhou Wenyuan saw that Zhuoba was still taking Qiao at the beginning, but if the emperor had not tried his best to keep him, he had already left at this moment and was grateful to the emperor but did not know how to repay him. Therefore, he couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with Zhuoba, so he naturally targeted him everywhere in his words.

Zhuoba disagreed. He was well-educated and knew Zhou Wenyuan's thoughts. Moreover, he was already a Buddhist and was no longer interested in verbal disputes. He smiled and bowed slightly to Zhou Wenyuan and said, "I have received the teachings."

"Hmph!" Zhou Wenyuan snorted slightly and responded to Zhuoba with cold eyes.

Zhu Yinglong turned a blind eye and pretended that nothing had been heard. One was a think tank and the other was a trusted and capable minister. Zhou Wenyuan did not like Zhuoba for a reason, because after Zhuoba's intelligence network was integrated by Zhou Wenyuan, many unruly elements often disobeyed, especially Zhuoba's disciples, who did not take Zhou Wenyuan, the shadow leader seriously. Zhou Wenyuan even suspected that Zhuoba had other plans, and they all said that their peers were enemies, and even now that they became a family, they all disliked each other.

The conflicts between ministers, Emperor Zhu Yinglong, generally does not interfere. As long as it does not matter to the overall situation, these harmless quarrels and confrontations are only good things for the court and the emperor. If the ministers are in a solid manner, then you must be careful. This is the art of the emperor and a way to control the subordinates.

"Your Majesty, I will take my leave in advance!" Zhou Wenyuan glanced at Zhuoba before leaving.

"Master Lefan, don't mind, this Wenyuan is this personality." Zhu Yinglong said with a chuckling.

"Master Zhou is a person with a temperament, so how could I mind?" Zhuoba naturally knew Zhou Wenyuan's dissatisfaction with him, but he had no choice. His subordinates had changed from being opposed to the government and became secret spies of the government. This identity was changed too quickly, and even he had difficulty adapting to it for the first time, let alone his subordinates who only obeyed his orders.

There are many factions inside the Shadow, the former intelligence agency of the White Lotus Sect in Shandong, some of the secret guards of the Jinyiwei and the East Factory, the secret camp of the Shen family, and now the secret discs under Zhuoba and the Phoenix Group under Magu. The mixed ingredients make Zhu Yinglong himself very troubled. He is willing to disrupt the integration, but he knows that it will be difficult to eliminate this situation of many factions for a long time. This is not the most urgent problem that needs to be solved, so he has not yet tried to reorganize the Shadow for the time being.
Chapter completed!