Chapter 620 Border Storm "I don't know how to thank you. You not only saved me, but also saved the Ming Dynasty."Lin Che disagreed and simply returned the compliment: "Your Majesty, you are overpraising me. I am only doing my duty faithfully. How can the country's major plans, safety and survival be shaken by my personal grudges and desires?" "I only wish that the Ming Dynasty will last forever." Zhu Yuanzhang was filled with emotion upon hearing this. "As soon as I recovered from this illness, I saw the true colors of many people in the court, and you, Lin Che, are the one I truly trust." During the crisis of Zhu Yuanzhang's illness, the steady strength of the imperial preceptor Lin Che not only deepened his prestige in the court, but also injected stability into the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang's praise was not out of courtesy, but came from the bottom of his heart. From then on, Zhu Yuanzhang trusted Lin Che even more and entrusted him with more and more state affairs. After Zhu Yuanzhang recovered, the court seemed more harmonious. Lin Che also continued to use his wisdom and foresight to assist Zhu Yuanzhang in maintaining state power. In the face of numerous difficulties and obstacles, the Ming Dynasty remained prosperous and strong. In that magnificent imperial palace, Zhu Yuanzhang's recovery was like a summer breeze, bringing a touch of peace to the tense court. Ever since the national teacher Lin Che used his superb medical and Taoist skills to help Zhu Yuanzhang recover as soon as possible.

His prestige and status in the court became increasingly transcendent. This became a thorn in the eyes of some court officials. They could not tolerate anyone being above them, even if that person's contribution to the Ming Dynasty was unmatched. What changes with the wind are the minds and political views of officials in the court. After Zhu Yuanzhang recovered, some important officials began to brew discontent and conspiracy. Inside a mansion, a group of officials sat together to discuss. “How can we allow Lin Che to dictate government affairs?” Li Bingze, who was dressed in dark court robes, said angrily. Wang Zhi, who was standing beside him, also frowned and said affirmatively, "That's right. If we don't take action, it will be difficult for us to turn things around in the future!" They began to operate secretly, inciting the people's dissatisfaction with Lin Che's role as the ruler of a country. In some wine shops and tea houses, rumors could be heard being spread in a planned manner about Lin Che's corruption and deceiving the emperor. In a quiet nunnery in the distance, Imperial Preceptor Lin Che slightly closed her eyes, as if she was meditating and practicing, but her mind was aware of every movement in and outside the capital. "Master, this is bad. There are a lot of negative comments about you among the people." A disciple came running over, his voice full of anxiety. Lin Che slowly opened her eyes, as calm as water, "I know, this is their strategy, but a tall tree attracts the wind, so this is all reasonable." The Imperial Master stood up, walking leisurely. "We don't need to overreact. The people's will is in our favor, and I have my own strategy." While these officials were secretly building up their power, Lin Che had already been quietly making plans behind the scenes. He began to organize food relief, allocate medicinal materials to the disaster areas, and personally visited the people many times. He told the stories of the great Ming dynasty's benevolent policies, explained the imperial court's policies, sought out the deceived people, and explained the truth to them one by one. And Zhu Yuanzhang, under the command of the Imperial Master, naturally also witnessed Lin Che's actions. One day, Lin Che entered the palace to meet the emperor. "The Imperial Master works hard day and night. Why is he so busy?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the thin and experienced man in front of him and could not hide his gratitude. Lin Che responded with a calm smile: "It is my responsibility to serve the country and the people. Your Majesty's recovery is a blessing for the world. It is my duty to assist you." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "Lin Che, I can see that the people love you. This bright and clear world will not be ruined by a few villains." Just as the court officials were conspiring, a rumor began to spread among the people, saying that there was an old man with white hair who worked day and night for the people, regardless of wind or rain, cold or heat. Therefore, those officials who fabricated rumors and tried to exclude Lin Che suffered the consequences of their own lies. With the various measures taken by Lin Che, the people began to reciprocate his love, and the voices of dissatisfaction gradually dissipated. The reputation of the national teacher was at its peak. He was not only a counselor in the court, but also a living Bodhisattva in the hearts of the people outside the city. Lin Che's actions once again became the topic of conversation at the wine table and in the teahouse. His hidden achievements became a legend, and his image was that of a wise man and a pillar of the country. In this battlefield without the smoke of gunpowder, the victory of the imperial teacher Lin Che was not only due to his popularity among the people, but also to his loyalty and kindness to the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang also once again firmly trusted and relied on Lin Che. In the court, those powerful officials were finally exposed and their plans failed. Lin Che, on the other hand, remained as steady as a rock, guarding the peace and prosperity of the Ming Dynasty. In the capital city of early spring, the drizzle is as fine as silk, sprinkling wetly on the bustling streets. But the imperial teacher Lin Che would never be fooled by the glamorous appearance, in Zhu Yuanzhang's bedroom. He was sitting in front of a mahogany table with his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes firmly focused on a scroll covered with cryptic writing in front of him. Zhu Yuanzhang held the warm jade cup and sipped the fragrant Longjing tea. Gazing at the wise man who controls the destiny of the country in front of him, the national teacher Lin Che, he not only has profound knowledge, but also has a scheming far superior to that of ordinary people. “Lin Che, what military intelligence did the carrier pigeon bring?” Zhu Yuanzhang’s tone was slightly deep, but he still maintained the calmness of an emperor. Lin Che said sincerely: "Your Majesty, according to my interpretation of this letter, although the words are simple, it contains mysteries." He read the secret text carefully, but the only thing on his mind was the safety of the empire. This is an urgent border report, carried by a carrier pigeon, reporting that the border town was being harassed by the enemy. There are even rumors that there are traitors behind the scenes. After Lin Che's analysis, he found that these words conveyed a more profound meaning. “Your Majesty, I’m afraid the traitor mentioned in the letter is not true.” Lin Che expressed his deep meaning. Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows slightly, with a questioning expression: "Oh? What do you mean?" Lin Che sighed softly: "This letter is a trap within a trap, an obvious lie but a hidden cover." Zhu Yuanzhang had experienced many storms and immediately realized: "This is a deliberate attempt by the enemy to confuse us." Lin Che nodded slightly, his expression serious: "That's true. What's worse, if this letter is not deciphered, I'm afraid there will be civil unrest." "The enemy used pigeons to transmit false information, hoping to sow discord and disrupt our government."

Lin Che was deeply worried. If such a scheme succeeded, how could the border be stable? How could the Ming Dynasty be stable? "Give it to me." Zhu Yuanzhang pushed the cup forward resolutely, implying his trust in him. Lin Che knew that the key to deciphering the secret text was to decipher the meaning of the characters in terms of shape and sound, so he pinched his fingers and chanted a spell to unfold the scroll. He was seen holding a red brush and splashing ink. As his pen moved, the secret text suddenly changed, revealing the true meaning word by word. Zhu Yuanzhang looked sideways, and saw that every stroke of Lin Che's writing was like divine secret text, as if there were traces to follow and doors to enter. (End of this chapter)