Two days later.
After Zhu Biao recovered, the first time the father and son met was in court.
"Save the Crown Prince!"
"The beams of the Hall of Heaven's Tribute can actually collapse. What is the Ministry of Works doing?”
"Biao Er!"
.....
That's right, Zhu Biao was unlucky again.
It was unknown if it was because the courtiers were discussing too loudly, but the Hall of Heaven's Tribute, which had clearly spent a huge sum of money and been repaired several times, actually had a beam collapse.
And it was right in front of Zhu Biao.
At that time, the faces of the nobles turned pale with fright.
The generals of Huaixi were especially afraid that something would happen to Zhu Biao.
Everyone in the court knew that the Huaixi branch was made up of the prince's henchmen. If anything happened to the prince, they would have to bear the consequences.
Fortunately, Zhu Biao was unharmed.
Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang relax and return to his seat.
The officials were both shocked and surprised.
They didn't know what was going on, so they could only think that the crown prince was lucky. The pillar had hit the wrong direction, and they all started to pat their butts.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is as virtuous as the heavens.”
"Great Ming's national fortune is prosperous, even the heavens see it, they can't bear for anything to happen to His Highness.”
"This matter should be questioned by the Minister of Works! If the roof beam fell today, would the Hall of Heaven's Tribute collapse tomorrow?”
......
The ministers discussed animatedly.
Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao looked at each other and saw the look in each other's eyes.
Only the two of them understood what was going on.
Good luck?
Luck my ass! With Zhu Biao's current luck, he might choke to death even if he drank cold water!
All of his life was saved by the safety talisman in his arms!
Now, the last talisman was gone.
After the morning court session, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao got into the same carriage.
The carriage slowly drove out of the palace gate.
Not long after, they arrived at the Qinhuai River.
"Imperial Father, the fortune-teller you mentioned lives in such a place?”
Zhu Biao looked at the shabby courtyard not far away and asked Zhu Yuanzhang.
After being saved by the other party, he was now very interested in this mysterious Taoist priest Zhang Xiao.
Moreover, he had been plagued by bad luck these past few days, and he really couldn't bear it.
Now that he didn't have two protective talismans with him, he didn't feel confident.
Therefore, he was very curious about what kind of person Zhang Qing was.
Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes.
He could recall the smile on the young man's face.
However, he really couldn't tell what kind of person it was.
He was also an Imperial Advisor in the Yuan Dynasty and was well-versed in the mystical arts. He was once revered by tens of thousands of people, but he was still beheaded by me.
"This person has great ambitions."
Zhu Yuanzhang pondered for a moment and only gave this evaluation. He then said,"We're here. Go and knock on the door.”
"Yes."
Zhu Biao went up to the courtyard and prepared to knock on the door knocker that reeked of money.
However, he had just reached out his hand.
Creak--
The door opened automatically without any wind, and a young man could be seen in the courtyard, putting on airs.
He was doing strange postures and muttering something.
" The preparatory period, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight "
"Stretching exercises, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight"
"Chest expansion exercise, one two three four, five six seven eight"
With Zhang Qing's current Leaving Aperture realm cultivation, he already knew when Zhu Biao and Zhu Yuanzhang walked to the door.
However, he was too lazy to act like an expert and did what he had to do.
After finishing the entire set of " The Third Set of Primary School Radio Calisthenics Dance ", Zhang Qing slowly heaved a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and his son who had been standing there for a while.
"Little Taoist, where is your master?”
Zhu Biao was not as overbearing as the Crown Prince. Instead, he was very polite.
Because of Zhang Qing's age, Zhu Biao mistook him for an expert's disciple.
However, he was also sincerely impressed.
The disciple of this otherworldly expert was indeed different.
Although Zhang Qing was only wearing a plain white Daoist robe and his Daoist bun was only tied with a rough wooden hairpin, a warm and elegant aura arose spontaneously.
"My master has long passed away."
"Your Highness, the person you're looking for should be me."”
Zhu Biao was stunned.
"What fist technique did Daoist Priest Zhang Xiao practice just now? There are some tricks in it."
Zhu Yuanzhang patted Zhu Biao's shoulder.
He had not said anything just now and had only watched from the sidelines. He could tell that this was a martial art that strengthened his body.
However, his words were probing.
Was a person like Zhang Qing also a mortal?
"Um."
Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment. He smiled and said," It's just a superficial skill. It's not worth mentioning. I'm just casually practicing. I cultivate often, so I naturally have to exercise my body."”
"Please sit."
He wasn't a martial artist, and his body was stronger than ordinary people, but there was a limit to how strong he was.
But Zhang Qing had no intention of hiding it.
He deliberately revealed some of his weaknesses to make Old Zhu less wary of him.
It was easier to believe what he was about to say.
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