Chapter 658 Triumphant Return The ministers were whispering, their ears already longing for the voice of this legendary figure. Zhu Yuanzhang smiled slightly, not showing any weakness in this unprecedented exception. "I am here." Lin Che's voice was low, and there was no surprise in his tone, only a hint of calmness. I am here to announce that I appoint you, Lin Che, as the national teacher, and also in charge of the eunuchs, and grant you a purple gold belt. This is an unprecedented honor in the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang's words were like penetrating the clouds, clear and bright, and there was an uproar in the court. Such a reward is really too precious, too shocking, but just when everyone wanted to envy, they saw Lin Che smiled slightly, Your Majesty is on a high platform, I have no ambition, I just want to have a peaceful life, look up at the stars, look down on the world, and just a corner of the Supreme Hand. Lin Che's answer was unexpected, and his soldiers were not intoxicated by this supreme honor. It must be said that Zhu Yuanzhang's understanding of Lin Che was much deeper than those courtiers who met him day and night. He waved his hand, signaling the courtiers to be quiet. Lin Che, I know the world in your heart, but I really want the people of the world to know that you are the real pillars of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang's words were filled with unquestionable majesty. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace. Lin Che responded with a fist. While speaking, he caught a glimpse of one or two of the ministers looking uncomfortable. After the banquet, Lin Che left the Golden Palace and went to the Imperial Garden, where the flowers were particularly beautiful. The state of mind of the national teacher was as peaceful as an ancient well, and even the whispers and footsteps of the surrounding workers could not make him louder. The national teacher was truly a god. He was so calm in front of the emperor. The guards in red brocade robes couldn't help but admire him. How could that be? To be honest, my heart was also in turmoil. Lin Che turned around and spoke in a gentle tone. The guards were surprised. The national master was peaceful. I hope that we can be half as calm as the national master in the future. Calmness is something that can be cultivated. This natural way is available to you and me. Lin Che's voice was like a gentle breeze blowing on your face, and his tone seemed to reach people's hearts. Of course, the state teacher was in trouble and did not seem to be half-hearted with the ministers. He was not responsive to power and fame. He is still a model recognized by the world. The light that opened the hall today undoubtedly pushed Lin Che's prestige to the peak. He stepped from behind the scenes of the court to the front and became a star beside a wise monarch. In the distance, the eyes hidden in the darkness seemed to be hesitant to speak. Although Lin Che did not show his edge, his edge always touched their sins and fears. Lin Che's existence was already a symbol of the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty. His wisdom and courage silently laid the unshakable foundation of the Ming Dynasty. Not long after the ceremony ended, when the sounds of gongs and drums and salutes of commendation gradually faded away, an urgent pigeon message broke the silence of the Imperial Master's Mansion. The Imperial Master took the letter, his eyes slightly stern, there was something fishy going on, the Mongolian tribes in the northern border had not given up, he murmured to himself, his black eyes flashing a faint cold light in the candlelight. Zhu Yuanzhang received the message with a solemn expression. Lin Che, the northern border is full of dangers, this matter must be resolved quickly. The wise Zhu Yuanzhang, the peerless hero, also knows the extraordinary military strategy of the national teacher. Lin Che, wearing a green shirt and long hair like a whisk fluttering in the wind, looks like an immortal walking out of a landscape painting. Your Majesty, I am willing to go to the northern border to understand the strengths and weaknesses of the Tang people and support the capital. Zhu Yuanzhang knew that Lin Che was extraordinary. Not only was he proficient in numerology, but he was also a master in commanding. He slapped the dragon case and made a decision in an instant. "Okay, I will grant you the power to conquer the Jade Unicorn so that you can gallop on the battlefield. Imperial Master, you are so brave. In the study, the air froze for a moment, and only Lin Che's back was left.

Resolute and calm, he walked through the long line of male wolves along the way, his pace was neither fast nor slow, and every step was steady and powerful. In the Imperial Master's Mansion, his subordinates were preparing all the equipment needed for the Northern Frontier, but Lin Che did not call them together. He stood in the mansion, in front of the library, with a focused look, flipping through the ancient map of the Northern Frontier of the Ming Dynasty, outlining the direction of the interlaced mountains. At the junction of the rivers, that night, the night was as dark as water, and the sound of war drums could be heard faintly between heaven and earth. The god of war was calling. Lin Che, dressed in a green shirt and carrying a long sword, was ready to go, standing with his head held high. His men looked at him in awe, feeling that the national teacher's stab would surely create a heroic legend. Thousands of miles away in the north, in the isolated and rugged frontier, the soldiers wearing iron armor and marching against the wind came. Lin Che's figure was sharp and agile, like pine and cypress in winter, indomitable. The Mongolian and foreign troops attacked like a blizzard. Little did they know that in this cold wind, the Imperial Preceptor Lin Che had already set up a tight net. Not only did he have a good understanding of the enemy's marching routes, but he also used his own geographical and frontier experience to build an unbreakable line of defense. As if with the help of the power of heaven and earth, Lin Che and the Ming army resolved the enemy's offensive one by one with every move. Every time he waved his hand without fighting, the Mongolian and foreign strategies were deeply understood and cracked by the other side. He and the Ming soldiers cooperated tacitly. Just like a veteran soldier who had been on the battlefield for a long time. Every look, every gesture, was enough to discourage the enemy's fighting spirit and defeat their spirit. On the snow, the battle flags were fluttering like flowers. The national teacher Lin Che stood quietly in the army, holding the command flag, and his voice was like a bell, "Everyone, the northern border is the territory of our Ming Dynasty. If you are not careful, you will be punished even if you are far away." The soldiers held their heads high, with an unyielding light in their eyes. Following the national teacher, Ding Ke returned triumphantly. This was the first time that the counterattack of the Mongolian aliens encountered unprecedented resistance. They experienced the power of the Ming Dynasty's national teacher and realized that the magical power of this mortal national teacher was even greater. The smoke of war dissipated. Zhu Yuanzhang was waiting for the news of victory in the palace, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. He no longer had any doubts or uncertainties about Lin Che. He completely believed that nothing is difficult for one who is determined. Back in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, Lin Che was like a returning hero, but he just stood silently outside the per capita. There was no noise, no general increase. After this glorious victory, there was laughter and joy in the Imperial Master's Mansion. However, Lin Che knew that this was just one of the many small Lius in the endless river. The mountains and rivers of the Ming Dynasty were like the sea, with constant waves surging, and he still took the responsibility of resisting the wind and waves. The bright moon was like before. Lin Che stood on the pavilion of the mansion, gazing at the stars in the sky. The world is like a chess game, and the universe is unpredictable, he said softly, as if his stomach and the vast land were telling some great secrets. Meanwhile, countless people were immersed in the joy of peace. Only the Imperial Master Lin Che knew that standing on the chessboard of the gathering of wind and cloud was extremely important. In the winding corridors of the court, Zhu Yuanzhang's footsteps became heavier. Today's sunlight shone through the windowsill and onto his resolute face, but it was no longer as warm as usual. (End of this chapter)