Especially Zhu Yuanzhang, Emperor Hongwu was a monk when he was a child. How could he not pay extra attention to Chen Yunfu when he saw him?

With this distraction, Yao Guangxiao became less noticed.

Yao Guangxiao regarded Chen Yunfu as his child, but he never calculated that the latter was only a child physically, but mentally he was almost forty.

After decades of polishing the organization, I have already thought through some things in the past half month.

That's why Chen Yunfu took the risk just now and made a request to chant sutras for Empress Ma for the rest of his life.

They both hold their thighs, whether it is Yao Guangxiao or Zhu Di, who of these two people can have as thick a thigh as Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang!

This was undoubtedly a big gamble. If it didn't impress Zhu Yuanzhang, it would be a waste.

Yao Guangxiao narrowed his eyes, still pretending to be confused.

"Daoming, monks don't lie. You are still young, so you should read more Buddhist scriptures and cultivate yourself."

"Senior brother's teachings must be kept in mind."

The low-browed Chen Yunfu responded, and what he said was extremely honest.

Yao Guangxiao said no more, threw up his sleeves and left with several other juniors.

Chen Yunfu was left standing alone at the Qianqing Gate wrapped in layers of white cloth.

The early autumn wind blew, and Baoxiang came over.
Chapter completed!