Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

a few months later.

Early autumn of the 11th year of enlightenment.

Prince Zhu Biao finally returned to Beijing and came to Tai Hospital to visit Zhao Zheng.

"My minister is trapped on the bed, and it is difficult to get up to see him, so I ask the prince to forgive me!"

"Young master speaks too much! You are the young master of my palace, and you were injured because of protecting the country, how can you be guilty of not worshiping!"

Prince Zhu Biao has gone through a few months of wind and frost, and his whole body has become stronger than before, and he no longer has the previous fat.

"Thank you, Prince!"

Zhao Zheng could only nod his head with difficulty.

Fortunately, after he arrived in this other world, his consciousness has been changing the body he controls, and he doesn't have the feeling of being trapped in the physical body.

Otherwise, lying on the hospital bed for a few months, he must go crazy.

"Young Fu rests at ease, don't worry, the mastermind who colluded with Hu Yong and attempted to bring chaos to the capital has been beheaded by Bengong."

"By the way, I also went to Fengyang to check the [-]-acre rice seed there. The growth is very gratifying!"

Zhao Zheng was finally relieved by the prince's words.

But how could such a powerful mastermind be caught so easily?

Zhao Zheng became curious.

"Cough cough, Your Highness the Crown Prince, may I ask you, who is the mastermind?"

"Bailian Sect's subordinates support Yuanshe!"

When Prince Zhu Biao mentioned this, his face became serious. It seems that he has suffered a lot in the past few months.

"Ahem, it turns out that's the case."

Zhao Zheng on the hospital bed also remembered some details of the White Lotus Sect.

This thing seems to have originated in the Song Dynasty, and its teachings are mixed with both Taoism and Buddhism.

Because its teachings are non-discriminatory, and the teaching text is very simple, basically equivalent to Brother Xinchun, who has eternal life, especially in troubled times, it spreads very fast.

Behind the Red Scarf Army who rose from the Ming Dynasty and rebelled against the Yuan Dynasty, there is its figure.

But wasn't this stuff banned by Lao Zhu after the founding of the country?

Looking at it this way, there must be big bosses supporting him in the court or in the palace of the Nine Frontiers.

"Ahem, so His Royal Highness, have you eradicated it?"

"This one should be eradicated..."

"Ugh!"

After speaking, Prince Zhu Biao sighed, and then continued.

"Young Fu, you may not know that these White Lotus Sect members are not only lurking in the government offices of various places, but even among the common people."

"Obviously at this time, my dynasty has entered the prosperous age."

"However, after carrying out this task of suppressing chaos, I only know that people's hearts can't be satisfied."

"Those members of the White Lotus Sect, those who are officials, are mostly frustrated people, and those who are members of the public all have a heart of resentment."

Zhao Zheng also nodded in agreement on the hospital bed.

After the prosperous age of enlightenment, there were fewer people who couldn't eat enough and couldn't wear warm clothes.

Therefore, if the White Lotus Sect wants to absorb its followers, it will definitely change its teachings. They are very handy in doing this kind of thing.

In the Yuan Dynasty, they opposed the Yuan Dynasty and praised the Song Dynasty, praising the prosperity of the Song Dynasty;

It has already violated the original intention of its founder.

"The rooster in the cage compares itself to the eagle, and the eaves and corridors sing bitter scriptures all day long. Crying and scolding the bad guys, cutting the flying feathers, preventing it from swinging up and enjoying the clear sky. I am also worried about Boya and Shao Bole, and the Kyushu is peaceful in my smile."

"His Royal Highness, there is no need to blame yourself. After all, those who are pretentious will seek chaos in the world when they are frustrated."

"My minister has a method, which should be able to completely eradicate it!"

Zhao Zheng, who was lying on the hospital bed, had a red light in his eyes.

In the past few months of being paralyzed in bed with nowhere to go, if he wanted to reopen, even the emperor Zhu Chongba was willing to use thousand-year-old ginseng, but he would not be able to hang his life.

So in the past few months, Zhao Zheng was actually brainstorming while resting.

Miraculously, I don't know why.

It is obvious that his consciousness exists independently of the puppet's body, but when his hands and feet are all abolished.

He seems to have gotten smarter too.

"What can Shao Fu do?"

Prince Zhu Biao's eyes lit up. Young Fu is worthy of his surname Zhao, and he can think of a way while lying on the hospital bed.

"Ahem, this method is very simple, but you may not be able to do it, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Your Highness, do you really want to hear it?"

"Or, let's write to His Majesty..."

Zhao Zheng's mouth curled into a smile, and he just looked at Prince Zhu Biao.

Prince Zhu Biao has changed.

He and the prince at the beginning are almost two people.

It made him feel inexplicably cultivated.

Now is the time to test the phased results.

Prince Zhu Biao in front of Zhao Zheng's hospital bed naturally understood this truth.

The current him, he doesn't understand what his father Zhu Chongba did in the past.

Already understood.

So at this moment, in order to show his determination, he folded his hands and bowed directly.

"Students ask their teacher for advice!"

At the entrance of the imperial hospital, Zhu Chongba, the emperor who must come to see Zhao Zheng every day, just wanted to enter and saw this scene.

Directly dismissed the surrounding servants, and started sticking to the corner of the wall.

"What is he talking to us, Biaoer?"

Emperor Zhu Chongba frowned when he thought of the current Zhao Zheng, who was different from the fierceness in the past.

One's own mark must not be broken by teaching.

......

"On weekdays, does the prince worship Buddha?"

"My father taught me to be good, and I assigned eminent monks to every brother of the old clan."

"When students are occasionally confused, they will naturally go to worship."

As a king, trust yourself more.

Unless your head is dizzy, or the imperial power is weak, or you want to seek comfort.

Otherwise, religion is just a tool in its hands.

Prince Zhu Biao naturally understood this truth, but seeing his expression, it may be because Emperor Zhu Chongba had been a monk before, so he must still have a good impression of Buddhism.

"That's easy."

"If, I mean what if."

"What if the minister forces Your Highness to swear on his life and curse the golden body of the Buddha? Will His Highness do it?"

Zhao Zheng's eyes sparkled red.

And the emperor Zhu Chongba outside the house naturally knew what the two of them were talking about under the reminder of Jin Yiwei at the door.

So when he heard Zhao Zheng's question, he also thought about it at the same time, if he was forced to scold the Buddha's golden body when he was in Huangjue Temple.

Will I do it myself?

After thinking for a while, Emperor Zhu Chongba made his answer clear.

The current self, definitely will.

My previous self, definitely not.

At that time, Huangjue Temple was his peach blossom garden.

Anyway, there is no way out, it is better to die in front of the Buddha's golden body, maybe you can win a fruit position and earn a blessing for the next life.

Now let's see how Biao'er in the house responds.

Thinking about it, Emperor Zhu Chongba put his ears on the door again.

While waiting for Prince Zhu Biao's answer, Zhao Zheng on the hospital bed glanced at the door.

He saw a big black shadow wriggling on it, and he was almost scared to stand up.

After thinking that it might be Lao Zhu, he couldn't help but sighed, then closed his eyes and remained silent.

And the prince Zhu Biao in front of his hospital bed thought he was dead.

"Teacher!"

"What's wrong with you! The student has an answer!"

"Students will hesitate, but they will scold in the end! Teacher, don't die!"

After being shaken for a while, Zhao Zheng almost lost his mind, so he quickly opened his eyes and separated his consciousness by the way.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

"Stop! Stop!"

"stop!"

Emperor Zhu Chongba listened to the commotion inside, and stopped sticking to the corner of the wall, and hurried in with the imperial doctor's order.

Seeing Zhao Zheng's uncomfortable face, but his own Biao'er was crying with his eyes closed, he also hurriedly shouted to stop.