Ming Dynasty: Regrets about the Jingnan Rebellion? I changed it in a dream!

Chapter 51 The old Taoist priest came to ask for immortality, Fei Yuan Zhenjun
Zhu Biao and Zhu Di confronted each other for a long time.

"Okay, very good, you have grown up and dare to talk back to me."

Zhu Biao left angrily, and Mu Ying shook his head helplessly. How could these two brothers become like this?

Looking at Zhu Biao's departing back, Zhu Di was already mentally prepared to meet Zhu Yuanzhang.

……

In the tavern.

At this time, an hour had passed since Zhu Di had the dream, and Zhuang Mu was holding some wooden signs.

And write numbers and four patterns on it.

He originally wanted to do it by carving, but he didn't seem to have the ability to do so.

Yao Guangxiao sat aside and continued reading the book "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Zhu Wei stood quietly beside Zhu Di. Ximei was taking a nap in a chair after wiping the tables and chairs.

Just then, a dull voice suddenly came from the door.

"I'm in a dream with wine. Is the shopkeeper here?"

Zhuang Mu stopped what he was doing and looked towards the door.

This is? A Taoist priest?
I don't know when a middle-aged man in a thin Taoist robe appeared at the door.

The old Taoist priest had a slightly long face with clear features, sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, and eyes deep like an eagle's, as if they could see into people's hearts.

Those eagle-like eyes scanned the surrounding environment and immediately set their sights on the guard beside the old man.

He has a strong build, a calm demeanor, and his eyes are alert.

He should be the guard of the old man lying on the spring chair.

It shouldn't be a big deal.

The old Taoist priest then looked elsewhere.

This tavern could accommodate very few people: two old men, a guard, a fair and handsome young man, and a dozing servant.

I don't think there should be any danger.

Zhuang Mu quickly greeted, "Hello, I'm the owner of this restaurant."

"what do you need?"

Just when the old Taoist priest was looking at Yao Guangxiao, Yao Guangxiao was also looking at this person who looked like an old Taoist priest but was very strange.

In the past, he also worked as a Taoist priest.

Being a Taoist priest actually means being pure-hearted and free from desires, but this is not the case with this old Taoist priest.

There is no feeling of being pure and simple.

Instead, it makes people feel that he is very smart and very vigilant.

Such people usually hold high positions and are very afraid of death.

Or maybe if they have enemies, they will be very alert to any disturbance around them.

The old Taoist priest walked slowly towards Zhuang Mu, but his eyes were always observing the surroundings.

It was as if these tables, chairs and benches would harm him at any time.

"When I passed by your tavern just now, I saw a sentence written on the plaque next to it."

"With wine in your dreams, you can talk about immortality, dreams, life and death."

"Both true and false?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Mu was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this plaque was so useful.

Because there were few customers, Ximei suggested putting up a plaque at the door.

Write down the functions that the drinks can provide on it, which may attract passers-by.

It is located in a remote area and we didn't expect to attract customers, but unexpectedly.

As soon as I put the plaque out today, it attracted a customer.

Zhuang Mu quickly smiled and said, "Of course, with a glass of wine, you can dream whatever you want, including fairy dreams."

Hearing this, the old Taoist priest said, "Okay, I want a cup then."

Obviously, when Zhuang Mu talked about the fairy dream, the old Taoist priest's eyes revealed a desire.

Zhuang Mu didn't find it strange.

It is quite normal for Taoists to seek immortality and to seek the immortality.

Basically, the core idea of Taoism is to seek immortals and ask for the way. Although they know it is impossible, most Taoists basically yearn to seek immortals and ask for the way.

Of course, ordinary people also desire it.

"A glass of wine costs three cents."

"The first dream lasts for a quarter of an hour, and after a quarter of an hour, you will wake up."

"Any questions?" Matters concerning dreams must be discussed in advance to avoid trouble later.

The old Taoist priest felt a little hesitant.

It’s not because of the price. He can afford it no matter how much more it costs.

After all, the entire "Ming Dynasty" is his personal property.

Just a moment of sleep.

He was a little scared. Could it be that the shopkeeper wanted to harm him?

His brows were furrowed, but the fairy dream was so tempting that he couldn't make a decision for a moment.

Yao Guangxiao beside him raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him curiously.

This man's temperament from head to toe doesn't look like a Taoist priest, but he is wearing a proper Taoist robe.

It seems that he is almost obsessed with seeking immortals and asking for the way.

By the way, is there such a Taoist priest near Yingtian Prefecture?

"Any concerns?" Zhuang Mu asked.

"If you're worried that there's something wrong with my wine, then you don't have to worry at all. Look at that old man over there."

"It was just a dream. This is his third time. If you're worried, you can ask him after he wakes up."

“Then decide whether to buy or not.”

The old Taoist looked at Zhu Di, then looked at the guards standing beside him.

To have such a guard, he must be of a high status.

Since the guard was waiting quietly, it meant that what the shopkeeper said should be correct.

Besides, I have been practicing Taoism for a long time and few people have seen me.

If you don't know him, he shouldn't try to murder you.

After thinking it over again and again, the old Taoist priest finally decided to buy it!!!
I want to practice Xuan Xiu!

I want to become a fairy!

Although he had made up his mind, his expression did not change much.

"Here is one ounce of silver, enough to buy three cups of wine."

Seeing this, Zhuang Mu naturally took the money and did the job.

Without further ado, he immediately called out to Ximei, who was still dozing off, and said, "Ximei, get to work."

Since I had Ximei, I don’t have to do any work. I can let her do things like warming wine glasses and wine.

Beautiful and pleasing to the eyes.

I always feel like I have become an unscrupulous capitalist.

Soon, Ximei brought the warmed wine and the wine glass to Zhuang Mu.

"I don't know, what's your name?"

The old Taoist priest hesitated for a moment and said, "Taoist name, Fei Yuan Zhenjun."

Zhuang Mu was stunned.

He didn't know much about Taoism, though, generally speaking.

Shouldn’t a Taoist priest’s name be something like “Zi”?
For example, Zhang Sanfeng's Taoist name seems to be Xuanxuanzi.

Aren’t these kinds of True Lords usually Taoist titles bestowed by the emperor?

Could this old Taoist priest be Zhang Sanfeng? Among the famous Taoist priests in the Yongle Dynasty, Zhang Sanfeng was the only one who was granted amnesty.

However, it is not known whether Zhang Sanfeng ascended to heaven or died, and he ignored the summons from the Ming Dynasty emperor.

While thinking, Zhuang Mu prepared the drinks.

And pushed it in front of this "True Lord Fei Yuan".

"Here's your drink."

The old Taoist priest looked at the glass of wine in front of him and his expression became serious.

The color of this wine is wrong.

Such a bright color, could it be poisonous?

I don’t know if it’s too late to escape from here now. My people are outside.

At this moment, Yao Guangxiao calmly picked up the wine glass in his hand and took a sip.

The old monk was fine after drinking it.

Then it should be okay to drink it by yourself, right?

(End of this chapter)