Chapter 630 Assassination of Zhu YuanzhangWhen the imperial teacher slowly left Zhu Yuanzhang's study, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, as if even the last lilac light between heaven and earth was praising this invisible guardian of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Lin Che's back and thought to himself, the world has been in chaos for a long time. If it weren't for talents like Ghost Ship, how could there be peace today? However, National Master Lin Che knew very well that this was the most impartial thing in the world and his own responsibility. Although he did not do it for personal gain, he put the overall situation first. Under the bright sunshine, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were conducting a real combat exercise with heroic spirit. Zhu Yuanzhang rode on a steed, standing on a makeshift platform, overlooking the dust and smoke, his heart filled with grand ambitions for the country's future. However, the good times did not last long. Suddenly, there was a loud sound of horse hooves, and an unidentified cavalryman rushed like a storm from behind the podium, charging towards Zhu Yuanzhang. The guards around Zhu Yuanzhang responded hurriedly, but this group of cavalrymen cooperated well, and it was obvious that they were an elite force that had undergone a long period of training. Just as this group of cavalrymen were about to charge to the general's platform, a strange whistling sound cut through the air like a kite with a broken string. Following closely was the Ming Dynasty's national teacher Lin Che, who leaped down from the high platform in an unprecedented leap. Standing in front of Zhu Yuanzhang, Lin Che's clothes fluttered, and he waved his hands like a Taoist priest drawing talismans. A powerful force that was invisible to the naked eye surged towards the assassin like a tide. Those cavalrymen suddenly encountered a barrier, and they all fell off their horses, losing their arrogance to move forward. “Prepare your bows and arrows.” Lin Che ordered in a deep voice. His voice resounded on the battlefield with unquestionable majesty.

The soldiers moved quickly, taking their positions and surrounding the assassin controlled by Lin Che. Zhu Yuanzhang stood beside him, watching his own imperial teacher quell the rebellion, feeling both grateful and shocked. Zhu Yuanzhang had experienced wars and assassinations many times, but this was the first time he had seen such miraculous methods with his own eyes. "Imperial Master, how did you predict this?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked puzzledly. Lin Che smiled slightly, his tone was calm and composed: "Your Majesty, before the exercise, I sensed a few unusual auras. I knew this matter was serious, so I was careful." Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flashed with deep approval. His reliance on and trust in Lin Che had reached an unprecedented level. “Well, with you in charge of state affairs, the world will be at peace!” Zhu Yuanzhang patted Lin Che’s shoulder proudly, thinking that if it weren’t for Lin Che, this place would probably have become his burial place. Lin Che just nodded calmly but said nothing more. On the training ground, a realistic melee did not seem to stop. Lin Che ordered the soldiers to be on high alert while he approached the assassins step by step. He wanted to find out from their mouths who was the mastermind behind it. “Tell me, who sent you here?” Lin Che’s tone was slow and firm. Facing the questions from the Imperial Master, the assassins remained silent, but in the fear in their eyes one could see a hint of panic and helplessness. Lin Che did not stop questioning because of their silence. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he casually picked up a few talismans. He bit his fingertips, put some blood on them as a medium, and shouted a spell. The assassin suddenly twisted and twitched violently like a branding iron. “Let us go, we are just bewitched. The person behind the scenes is…” An assassin finally couldn’t stand the torture of Lin Che’s curse anymore and was about to reveal the identity of the person behind the scenes. At this moment, a hidden weapon was thrown from the group of assassins and hit the throat of the assassin who was about to speak. His words were choked back and he fell to the ground. The sudden change made the scene even more tense. Zhu Yuanzhang frowned. He had not expected that someone would dare to do such a cruel thing in public. Imperial Master Lin Che also showed a trace of anger on his face, but he did not show panic. He turned to Zhu Yuanzhang and said calmly, "Your Majesty, the subversive people have evil intentions. It seems that there is a deeper darkness waiting for us in this matter." Zhu Yuanzhang was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily, "Master, just go ahead and do it. No matter what means you use, I support you." Lin Che closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, then slowly opened them, his eyes filled with determination: "Your Majesty, then dear Majesty, please be prepared. I will catch all these parasites in one fell swoop."

In an instant, Lin Che's figure flew into the sky along with the talisman, while Zhu Yuanzhang stood calmly in place, looking at the direction where Lin Che left, with both worry and expectation in his heart. He knew that there might be another hidden story behind all this. With the careful planning and magical methods of the Imperial Master Lin Che, the sky of the Ming Dynasty will be clear again. As for the conspiracy, it is just a passing cloud and will eventually be dispelled by the Imperial Master's powerful wisdom. At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang also realized more clearly that with the presence of Imperial Preceptor Lin Che, the prosperity and safety of the Ming Dynasty would always be firmly under his rock-solid control. The sandstorms at the border seemed more impatient than usual. Suddenly, a sharp horn sounded on the border line, which had been calm for several months, breaking the tranquility north of the Great Wall. In the deep palace of the capital, Zhu Yuanzhang’s brows were furrowed. His gaze passed through the numerous palaces, as if he could see through the war and dust thousands of miles away. The Imperial Master Lin Che beside him looked calm as usual, sitting in front of a rosewood desk, holding a black and white Go piece in his hand. “Your Majesty, the unrest on the border is probably not accidental.” Lin Che said quietly, his voice was calm, but it stirred ripples in Zhu Yuanzhang’s heart. Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and asked in a deep voice, "Lin Che, what do you think?" Lin Che gently put down the chess piece in his hand and replied calmly: "If there is no internal trouble in the Northern Frontier, it will be difficult for external enemies to invade easily. There must be something strange behind this commotion." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded in agreement. Even as they were talking, urgent military reports were flying into the Forbidden City like snowflakes. The tribes on the border took the opportunity to revolt, and the uprising became increasingly intense. The stability of the Ming Dynasty's northern border is at stake. Imperial Master Lin Che closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then decided to go out in person to resolve the sudden crisis. Zhu Yuanzhang asked quickly: "This trip is dangerous, you need to be extremely careful." Lin Che smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, don't worry. The Imperial Master has never learned anything about swordplay. This expedition will not rely solely on force." In Lin Che's eyes, the war-torn border affairs were just a glimpse of the chessboard. However, he had already seen through the enemy's layout. He led a group of elite soldiers to the front line at lightning speed, abandoning the cumbersome marching ceremony, and arrived at the site of the turmoil in just a few days. The earth was then illuminated red by the fire. Rebellious tribes tore through the land like wolves under the starry night. Destroyed houses, displaced people, pain and anger seem to be the smell in the air. (End of this chapter)