Never expected it.

Huang Duke went to see Daoyan with the intention of hugging his thighs. Instead, he was hugged by Zheng He. Of course, it cannot be said that Zheng He hugged his thighs. This is called a strong alliance.

The old monk happily agreed to write an inscription for the "Buddha's Talk about the Morizhi Sutra". After Zheng He exchanged his Buddhist experiences with him, he was conquered by the old monk's profound Buddhist insights.

Immediately made a wish to become a teacher.

The old monk actually agreed.

Of course, this is just a nominal master and apprentice. Zheng He is an internal official and cannot really become a monk. He is not as old monk as a monk, and can wear monk's robes to enter and exit the ranks of the great inner court.

The old monk chose Zheng He a legal name: Fu Jixiang.

Choosing a date for the apprenticeship ceremony.

Zheng He's wish was fulfilled, so he bid farewell to the old monk and went to other Buddhist temples: he would eat vegetarian food in Jianchu Temple today, and he would not return to Danei until the curfew was dark.

Jianchu Temple is the first temple in Jiangdong during the Sun Wu period, and the second temple in China after Luoyang Baima Temple. It is also the first temple in Jiangnan and the predecessor of Dabaoen Temple.

Zhu Di entered Yingtian, and the old monk Daoyan did not live in various luxury houses like other founding heroes. Instead, he chose Jianchu Temple, and was in Fengtian Hall in the daytime. When he returned, he changed his monk's clothes and sat in the meditation room.

I saw that I didn’t get any cheaper at dusk and wanted to leave.

He doesn't want to be vegetarian.

He was called by the old monk Daoyan, and he withdrew his little novice monks from both sides and asked him to sit cross-legged on the side at dusk. The old monk pulled the rosary, closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name. After a long time, he opened his eyes and said, "You have a kind heart, it's great."

I smiled at dusk, feeling comfortable all over. I feel good after all when I am praised by others. I don’t wear any clothes on my face.

In the entire Yongle Dynasty, there were only two people who respect the most.

Zhu Di and Yao Guangxiao.

Zhu Di won't mention it. He deserves to be the emperor of the ages. Yao Guangxiao, don't think that he encouraged Zhu Di to rebel and interpret the Jingnan Campaign as a villain. In fact, this old monk has excellent side businesses in addition to his main business of rebellion.

He simply let go of his restraint and said without hesitation: "Is the old monk praising me, or praising me?"

Daoyan is not a person who is obsessed with fame and fortune.

Naturally, he didn't care about the attitude of the dusk and said softly: "According to His Majesty's previous temperament, Princess Nankang will not be in trouble, but the prince-in-law Hu Guan and his descendants will probably be exterminated. Now there is only one person named Hu Guan, which is great."

At dusk, he nodded quite content, "Small things are not worth mentioning."

Daoyan, "There are a lot of small things in your eyes."

Sunset was stunned, "What does the old monk mean?"

Daoyan sighed: "In history, if an emperor encounters a plan to assassinate his family and destroy his clans, it is normal for Jing Qing to assassinate His Majesty after the court meeting. Because of Your Majesty's illness, it is like cutting a knife and sprinkling a handful of salt in his heart. How could he be careless? It would be a tragedy that implicated the nine clans. Because of you, Jing Qing was only a member of the Yi tribe, which is a great good."

Dusk empathizes with it, "After all, hundreds of lives."

More than just the nine clans.

Guaman was copied, and all those who had something to do with Jing Qing were killed.

According to historical records, the Guaman Cracks were involved in hundreds of people, and the situation was terrible. The former residence of Jingqing Zhenning County was also burned, and the village was turned into ruins full of rubble and devastated.

Seeing this tragic situation, the Zhenning County officials hinted that the Jing family was hiding their own name and fled in exile and survived.

Looking at history, Fang Xiaoru was not destroyed by the ten clans, but Jing Qing's melon mane copy was real. After all, the offense of the two to Zhu Di was not on the same level, one was scolding and the other was assassination.

You can't blame Zhu Di for his iron blood.

If you find a few ministers in the court, you can learn from Jing Qing to the hall to assassinate the old man Shiquan Dabuwan, and you will also destroy your nine clans.

How much to discuss.

One is the emperor's anger and blood flowing for ten miles, and the other is the killing of the chicken to warn the monkey.

Daoyan said again: "I know your intentions, but you have learned from ancient times and the present, and have the ability to look up to me. You can guess what you have learned, so you are ashamed of being your teacher. Let's go, I hope this Ming Dynasty can get what you want."

dusk:"……"

I don’t really want to worship you as my teacher, I value your identity and status. There is only one sentence for this combination of the prime minister in black and the time traveler: You and I join forces, and I have it in the world.

Come on, the old monk saw through it.

After leaving Jianchu Temple, I went straight to Zhongshan at dusk.

Starting a business must continue.

When they arrived at the glazed workshop at the foot of Zhongshan, Lao Li and several long-time workers were all unkempt and had not washed up for a few days. When they saw the dusk, they were excited for a moment.

Old Li held Huang Du's hand, his tone even more swallowed and he could hardly speak.

Dusk had a faint premonition and asked anxiously, "Is it done?"

Old Li nodded with a pecking rice.

Happy at dusk.

High-temperature resistant high borosilicate glass is produced. Measuring cylinders, flasks, beakers and gooseneck bottles can be manufactured in large quantities, providing indispensable equipment for future chemical experiments.

The Ming Dynasty of Industry has taken the most solid step!

However, in the Ming Dynasty, people who are engaged in industry only have themselves at present, and there is basically no market for high borosilicate glass, and they only need to meet their own cost needs. If the glass workshop wants to make a profit, they have to develop other products.

The first priority is to improve the process to remove impurities and produce colorless glass.

Colorless glass is widely used.

Not to mention the distance, if you want to generate electricity, you need to use colorless glass to make light bulbs. Even if you don’t generate electricity, you can use colorless glass on the roof and window lattices to increase the lighting.

He said to Lao Li and several Changgongs: "What I said before is that since the heat-resistant glass has been produced, we will reward everyone with ten taels of silver, which is definitely a cent and a cent. We will start work after three days of vacation."

Old Li smiled but said nothing.

A long-time worker smiled and said, "Boss, you didn't say that you said that you would give you ten taels of high-temperature resistant glass, and you would get ten taels of reward for improving the raw material. It should be twenty taels."

Huang Xun glared at him angrily, "Have I said that?"

Looking at Lao Li?

Old Li understood in a second and said, "I haven't said it or not. It must be that you guys are crazy about money."

The workers muttered and laughed.

Of course, I remember what I said, but the capitalist...

Have to be a little bit stingy.

Ten taels of silver are also a lot, okay, seven or eight thousand soft sister coins, this income level exceeds that of more than half of Yingtian City. Where can I find a boss like Huang, a good one?

The long-term workers also understood, so they muttered and felt happy.

Let Lao Li and himself get the money.

After ordering enough money, he pulled Lao Li aside at dusk and asked him again if he could blow out the "flask" and "goose-necked bottle". Lao Li smiled and said that he was anxious just now and forgot to tell you that he had already blown a lot. He was right there at the workshop. I'll send someone to you later.

Happy at dusk.

I told Lao Li about building a larger workshop next to the Liuli Workshop and decided to let him take responsibility.

Old Li was so grateful.

His attitude towards the marriage between his daughter and Wu Pu became much ambiguous.

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Chapter completed!