Chapter 285 (1/2)

”Master, I don't want to wait until all the rooms in the temple are cleaned, fill the collection of Buddhist scriptures in your meditation room, and then I'll send someone to give a message to younger martial brother.”

”Take you back to the mountain, so that you can return to the temple in a down-to-earth manner and have a comfortable Buddhist meditation.”

”Disciple, don't you know my filial piety? Come here in such a hurry. The rice, flour, grain and oil in my temple are poor. Can you stand it?”

Hearing Gu Zheng's whispering dissuasion, the old host on one side stopped crying and making noise, but turned to Gu Zheng with the most serious expression of his life, and suddenly smiled kindly.

”I, the supreme elder, can feel the feeling of having a home only in Huangjue temple.”

”At my age, I just want to return to my roots and die in this temple where I grew up.”

”I'm an elder of Huangjue temple, but I'm always worshipped by a layman disciple. Others don't know. They thought I'm an old monk in Huangjue temple.”

”Even if I live properly outside, I am willing to come back and eat bran and swallow vegetables with all the disciples.”

”After all, what is comfortable is only the body, but what is practical is the heart.”

When the old monk said this, Gu Zheng stopped persuading him. Instead, he stopped taking care of Zhu Yuanzhang outside the hall. Instead, he helped the old monk directly to the meditation room in the backyard.

Seeing this, when Zhu Yuanzhang and his party wanted to keep up, Shen Wansan, who was awakened by Gu Zheng's singing, looked at the team with very contemptuous eyes.

”You said that the host said he was going to wait for you in the side hall. You still have to follow.”

”It seems that you have some friends with the abbot of the temple. Don't you see that other people's teachers and disciples have just met? You still go to the pole to destroy the atmosphere.”

Don't talk too sour.

Just because after the mountain was opened, it was the abbot of the eminent monk who got the Tao, not Shen Wansan.

Such a special honor was given to several silly steamed stuffed buns from northern China.

Just think about it.

Just as the eunuch around Zhu Yuanzhang was about to shout boldly with his throat, Zhu Chonger, who had just left with Gu Zheng, ran back panting.

”Huang, second brother, the chief elder martial brother said, let's wait for him in the side hall for a moment. Other younger martial brothers have served tea there. The second brother is also his own, so he won't be polite to you.”

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was inexplicably comfortable. He had been photographed with dragon buttocks countless times in the imperial court. He found an unspeakable sense of achievement in front of a vulgar merchant.

With pride he didn't know, he took a deep look at Shen Wansan with envy, jealousy and hatred on his face, waved his big hand and said to the people, ”let's go.”

With a large army, he walked towards the side hall, which he had cleaned countless times.

There, a younger martial brother who had fought with them laid a futon and put down the coarse tea.

He looks energetic and peaceful. He can't see that he has been isolated from the world for many years.

The other party seemed to have no intention of greeting him, but after warming the tea and soup, he withdrew from the hall.

In a moment, the hall was quiet, leaving only Zhu Yuanzhang and his entourage.

Until this time, the four sons he brought out showed their heads from the protection of the people and looked at the surrounding environment curiously.

Empress Ma just wanted to ask her husband, who looked several years younger than the emperor, was it not the majestic elder martial brother in his mouth?

But they didn't have time to do these things. The back door of the side hall was slowly pushed open.

After settling down the master, Gu Zheng stepped into the hall with a rare smile.

Can you stop laughing.

This hidden task, which lasted more than ten years, was finally completed.