Chapter 144: The Emperor's Birthday

Inside Wuying Hall.

With a plop, Xiao Fan was so scared that he knelt down.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face became bluer, and he didn't dare to look up. Anyway, he knew that Lao Zhu must be in a bad mood at this moment.

No matter who is inexplicably regarded as the subordinate of someone else's disciple, I guess I can't feel happy.

Xiao Fan wanted to slap himself hard...

What is wrong with Zhang Sanfeng? It would be fine if I mentioned Zhang Wuji to him. I was a fictional character. I blamed the book Jin Daxia. The book he wrote was false and real. I wrote Lao Zhu inexplicably, and I made Lao Zhu the subordinate of Zhang Master Zhang for no reason...

This misunderstanding...is a bit big.

According to Lao Zhu, the King of Hell, I wonder how to deal with him? Should I peel or cut him alive?

Xiao Fan felt that his premonition just now was correct. Taking Zhang Sanfeng into the palace was definitely the stupidest thing he did in this life, without "one of it".

"Your Majesty, I will die! I will be punished!" Xiao Fan quickly lie down and apologizes.

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted angrily, but still ignored him. Instead, he said to Zhang Sanfeng with kindness: "I admire the old god for a long time. The old god travels all over the world and his whereabouts are floating. I have summoned each other many times, but I still haven't got the chance to meet the old god. Now the old god has actually traveled to the capital. Haha, it seems that my blessing is quite good."

Zhang Sanfeng was no longer confused at this time. Hearing this, he raised three fingers at Zhu Yuanzhang with great politeness, performed the Three Pure Ones, and said dignifiedly: "I am a savage, and ask Your Majesty for your good fortune."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked in a good mood today, and laughed and said, "Old god, don't need to be too polite. I am a commoner from Huaiyou, and I am not a person who cares about etiquette."

Xiao Fan knelt aside and saw Zhu Yuanzhang's face rosy and smiling, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

It seems that Lao Zhu is in a good mood. Maybe he doesn't know about the scandal between Princess Jiangdu and himself. Maybe Lao Zhu doesn't take this matter seriously. The emperor has to worry about so many state affairs every day. It is said that he has to approve thousands of memorials a day. How can he have time to care about who his granddaughter is in love with...

Xiao Fan kept comforting himself like this in his heart. Even if he was a little bit self-deception, he was too lazy to think so much.

After a few greetings with Zhang Sanfeng, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered the eunuch to give Zhang Sanfeng a seat. Then, seeing Xiao Fan kneeling beside him with regret, Zhu Yuanzhang glared at him fiercely and said angrily: "Get up too, stand aside for me."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression gradually slowed down and said to Zhang Sanfeng: "The old god plays in the world and transcends the world. He appeared in the world at the end of the Song Dynasty. How long does the old god live?"

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard, recalled it carefully for a while, and said, "I was born in the seventh year of Chunyou in the Song Dynasty, and it is now..."

Zhang Sanfeng raised his head and began to pinch his fingers. After pinching for a long time, he finally shook his head in pain and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang: "...How many years have passed?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was also embarrassed by this question. He followed Zhang Sanfeng and pinched his fingers. In the quiet hall, two old men with gorgeous hair sat opposite each other, racking their brains to calculate their age...

After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly gasped and said in surprise: "One hundred and fifty years old! The old god is so old!"

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to be stunned and said unconsciously: "I... have such a long life?"

Then Zhang Sanfeng smacked his lips, muttering in confusion: "...What have I been doing after living for so many years?"

Xiao Fan stood aside, constantly wiping his sweat...

This old god has lived a confused life all his life.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhang Sanfeng with envy and sighed deeply: "The old god is so old, it is a great auspicious thing in the world. It is more than eighty years older than me. No wonder the people among the people admire the old gods deeply. The old gods are indeed profound in Taoism. - I heard that the old gods also opened their doors many years ago to recruit disciples. With your longevity, I will call you a ancestor..."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled deeply. Before he could speak, Xiao Fan quickly said politely: "Your Majesty is the emperor, the Supreme Lord of Nine Five, why should you surrender to nobles? Your Majesty must not say the word "ancestor" casually..."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and said unhappily: "Why can't I say that? Although I am the emperor, the old god is an immortal who has transformed into a foreign country. There is no need to follow the common etiquette of the mortal world. I sincerely respect the Taoist laws of the old god, so why not call him the ancestor?"

Xiao Fan had a cold sweat on his forehead and begged: "Your Majesty, it's really not possible. If you call him the ancestor, I will be embarrassed."

Zhu Yuanzhang gradually became a little impatient and said, "How can I call the old god? That's my business. What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Fan said bitterly: "Your Majesty calls the old god the ancestor, but I am embarrassed to recognize you, my nephew..."

Zhu Yuanzhang was furious: "Bold! What do you mean?"

Xiao Fan pointed to Zhang Sanfeng with an illusory face and said pitifully: "He... is my uncle."

Zhang Sanfeng laughed: "That's right."

Zhu Yuanzhang's old face gradually covered with a layer of black air: "..."

a long time……

"Hmph! I won't mention this matter, I'll get back to the point." Zhu Yuanzhang angrily snorted.

Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully: "Thank you for your understanding."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said earnestly: "The old god is profound in Taoism and has a profound blessing. He has such a long life. I want to ask the old god for advice on how to live a long life. I wonder if the old god is willing to give me some advice?"

Xiao Fan immediately understood Zhu Yuanzhang's intention to summon Zhang Sanfeng many times.

Who doesn’t want to live a few more years as an emperor? What else should a person pursue when he has fully satisfied his desire for material and power?

Besides extending his lifespan, what else can he ask for?

The so-called respect for Zhang Sanfeng's Taoist Dharma is all about the scene. What Lao Zhu really thought was Zhang Sanfeng's method of longevity. This is what Zhu Yuanzhang, who is currently in his twilight years, needs the most.

The emperor's body is sensitive and fragile...

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, his turbid gaze focused on Zhang Sanfeng, the high-ranking True Dragon Emperor. At this moment, his eyes were faintly begging, which made people feel sad.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with clear eyes, with a calm expression.

After carefully looking at Zhu Yuanzhang's face, Zhang Sanfeng nodded calmly.

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a look of hope: "Can the old god calculate my age?"

Zhang Sanfeng stood up and walked to Zhu Yuanzhang, lowered his body and leaned against Zhu Yuanzhang's face, and said in a very authoritative tone: "...open your mouth."

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Look at the teeth."

"Ah--" Zhu Yuanzhang cooperated and opened his mouth, revealing his mouth full of teeth.

So Zhang Sanfeng began to count the teeth in his mouth...

Xiao Fan stood aside blankly, watching the two old men, who were over 200 years old, faced each other and put together to count the teeth carefully and carefully. The sweat on Xiao Fan's forehead was layer by layer...

a long time……

Zhang Sanfeng straightened up and slowly shook his head in response to Zhu Yuanzhang's expectant expression.

Zhu Yuanzhang's heart sank and his expression suddenly became dim.

"So what if the common ruler of the world? So what if the most respected people in the world? You can't escape the cycle of fate..." Zhu Yuanzhang sighed sadly.

Zhang Sanfeng also sighed, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang with some sympathy, and said, "Your Majesty led the rebel army to expel the Tartars and restore our Han people. As a founding wise king, he was destined to kill and attack continuously and have many bones. This is God's will. I have calculated that Your Majesty has a deep blessing, which is a rare longevity among the emperors of all dynasties. However, after your Majesty established the country, he was implicated and killed by the sword. This move went against Tianhe and also reduced Your Majesty's life..."

Zhang Sanfeng was originally a foreigner, and he didn't know how to speak tactfully. He said bluntly that Zhu Yuanzhang had killed too much and caused his life to be reduced. This made Xiao Fan, who was standing beside him, felt a little nervous. Thirty years since his founding of the country, who dared to say such a ruthless thing in front of Zhu Yuanzhang?

Strangely, Zhu Yuanzhang did not look angry when he heard this. Instead, he sighed sadly and murmured: "Do I want to kill so many people? Unfortunately, at the beginning of the country, everything was in trouble and the people were looking for peace. If I don't kill those meritorious officials who followed me to make great contributions, if they become arrogant after my death and are unwilling to be the dominant people of my descendants, then the war will begin and the world will be in turmoil. When will the people hope to have a peaceful life?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and sighed, "Time is the fate, everything is destined by heaven, why bother to force it? Haha, the world is so ignorant..."

Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it and suddenly laughed: "I have lived a life of all over the world and aroused my grudges. Now I am nearly 70 years old. The enemy is dead in front of me, and my comrades are also dead in front of me. This life is enough! Why do I have to force my life? Haha, the old god might as well tell me how many days will I have to live? "

Zhang Sanfeng calculated his fingers a few times and said, "One year."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked stunned, his eyes were dim, and he sighed, "One year, only one year... I am not afraid of death, I still have many things to do. This country is not stable enough, the people's lives are not rich enough, Yun Wen is not sensible enough, and there are not enough ministers who can assist him... I have too many things to do."

Amid the sigh, Zhu Yuanzhang's body sitting on the chair gradually became weak and hunched. Like all ordinary old men, he looked calm and dull and looked straight at the layers of green tiles outside the hall, and his expression looked particularly desolate.

"There are talented people in the world. Your Majesty has not had time to do things. Your descendants will help Your Majesty do them..." Xiao Fan bowed and comforted him.

Zhu Yuanzhang's dull eyes slowly turned on Xiao Fan.

The warm sun outside the window shone on Xiao Fan. The young and handsome face was full of vitality. Under the sunlight, it was like a layer of light golden light.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled: "There are talented people in the world. Well said, Xiao Fan, will you assist Yun Wen in doing them well when I don't have time to do?"

Xiao Fan quickly bowed and said, "Your Majesty has a decree, I will obey it."

"I hope I read it right, and I hope Yunwen read it right..." Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Xiao Fan, and his tone seemed to contain another deep meaning.

"Your Majesty gave me the word "Shouyi". I dare not boast about it. Now I have long been a loyal and righteous gentleman." Xiao Fan's expression was very serious, as if he didn't understand what modesty was.

"Haha, you're so polite." Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes with a smile, and his eyes staring at Xiao Fan faintly shot out two sharp lights.

Zhang Sanfeng sat aside, suddenly bowed his head and said loudly: "Amitabha Buddha--"

Zhang Sanfeng stood up to say goodbye, but Zhu Yuanzhang did not try to keep him, but just asked Zhenren Zhang to enter the palace more and invite him to discuss the truth.

Before leaving, Zhu Yuanzhang issued an order, and Qin appointed Zhang Sanfeng as the "Tongwei Xianhua Zhenren" and gave him the forbidden palace to walk.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and thanked Zhu Yuanzhang for his title, and then sued Zhu Yuanzhang.

The main purpose of Xiao Fan bringing Zhang Sanfeng into the palace today was to observe Zhu Yuanzhang's expression. Now seeing his calm expression, he was not happy or angry, which was no different from usual. He was happy at the moment. It seemed that Lao Zhu didn't take the scandal between him and Princess Jiangdu, so that's good. In the future, singing and dancing. After Zhu Yuanzhang died, he would have to rub it with Zhu Yunwen. There would be no many twists and turns in the matter between him and Princess Jiangdu.

Xiao Fan quickly followed Zhang Sanfeng to retreat. His purpose was achieved and it was time to withdraw.

Zhang Sanfeng had already waved his robe and walked out of the hall door, and Xiao Fan bowed and moved step by step back towards the hall door.

Nine out of ten life was unsatisfactory. Seeing Xiao Fan retreating to the palace gate, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly called him.

"Xiao Fan, don't go there first. Come here, I have something to tell you."

Xiao Fan trembled all over and said quickly: "Yes."

He looked back reluctantly at Zhang Sanfeng who was walking outside the palace gate with elegant and graceful eyes. Xiao Fan sighed in secret with resentment, then looked solemn and walked respectfully to Zhu Yuanzhang's dragon case.
To be continued...