Chapter 656 Flying Pigeon Passing Letters Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly, his eyes showing relief and gratitude, "With you here, I feel at ease, Imperial Master. He is not only a Taoist priest with profound cultivation, but also a counselor with both political wisdom and courage." In times of crisis for the royal family, he demonstrated his extraordinary wisdom and ability. No matter how many sudden changes there were, it was difficult to shake his unyielding character and his belief in his loyalty. Lin Che knew very well that all this was not only for Zhu Yuanzhang, but also for the eternal foundation of the Ming Dynasty. On a late autumn night, a cold wind blew across the capital, making the towering palaces of the Forbidden City murmur, but in this imperial study, it was as warm as spring. Zhu Yuanzhang sat leaning against the window, looking at the sparse ginkgo leaves dancing outside, and a rare tranquility surged in his heart. The national teacher Lin Che was not far away, standing still like a stock. He knew that after days of hard work, his subordinates' chess game had reached a critical moment of life and death. "National teacher, I can finally look at this beautiful golden color that belongs to the Ming Dynasty with a calm mind," Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was filled with a hint of relief. He finally recovered from the emergency and took power again. "Your Majesty, although the world is big, it is often not enough for a pure heart to do something for the country and the people," Lin Che said lightly. His face was calm, like a pool of autumn water, begging for pity, Zhu Yuanzhang pursed his lips, offered and looked at the national teacher in front of him, Lin Che, I ask you, who are you to have such foresight, Lin Che smiled lightly, and replied in shock, as a national teacher, you should be able to see through Qiu Hao and eliminate the injustice in the world for your majesty. Zhu Yuanzhang sighed with a hint of gratitude and nodded. "To be honest, if it weren't for you this time, I have no idea whether I can recover. I heard that it was you who worked day and night to personally examine the herbs and even developed a way of health preservation based on the astronomical phenomena. Is that true?" Your Majesty, you are too kind. I have done my duty. Fortunately, it is God's will. Your Majesty has recovered, and the country will naturally be strong, Lin Che said. Looking up at the starry sky, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "I admire you for your talent, and I also admire you for having a heart that abides by your duties and is loyal." The powerful eunuchs beside him were all in awe when they heard this. They knew very well that the national teacher Lin Che was a rare wise ruler in the Ming Dynasty, and his ability had penetrated into the hearts of every court official. After achieving this feat, Lin Che's reputation reached an unprecedented height, both in the court and in the martial arts world.

Everyone knows that he is the national teacher and has surpassed the national teacher. Just like the sound of the wind outside the window, Lin Che's deeds and reputation are also quietly spread in the Forbidden City on this autumn night. Under the palace walls, every corner has a legend about Lin Che, telling about his glorious deeds of how he cleverly planned, outsmarted the powerful, and decided the fate of the world. On a night like this, Zhu Yuanzhang's sense of crisis almost disappeared. He knew that with the presence of the imperial teacher, no matter how big the storm was, it would be nothing but a passing cloud. At this moment, in the imperial study, two confidants sat opposite each other. Zhu Yuanzhang calmed down and said to the national teacher, Lin Che, I have something to say to you. The national teacher nodded slightly and said, Your Majesty, please speak. A gleam of surprise flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes. I am extremely grateful for your miraculous healing, but you and I both know that there is still turmoil in the palace. Can you promise me that no matter what happens, you must protect the foundation of the Ming Dynasty. Lin Che's eyes showed determination, and he firmly said: The rise and fall of a country is the responsibility of every citizen, how can a minister stand aside? Your Majesty, please rest assured that Lin Che will do his best to ensure the unity of the Ming Dynasty and the foundation for generations to come. Zhu Yuanzhang smiled, and gently clinked the wine cup in his hand with Lin Che's. He really knew that with you in this Daming Mountains and Rivers, it would last forever. The plots in the court gradually unraveled, and undercurrents surged. But it was precisely because of a wise man like Lin Che that you were more stable, and the Daming Mountains and Rivers became more stable. Finally, the two of them each remembered a sip of wine, quietly appreciating the beauty of tonight, like an old friend. They smiled at each other and looked forward to the future of Daming together. The master was a little lazy in the early morning of the capital. The first ray of sunlight penetrated the glazed tiles of the palace, and the golden silk ribbon slowly spread on the king's hall. Zhu Yuanzhang, the invincible hero during his reign, was closing his eyes in meditation. His health was like the promise of Zhongtian in China, which was in full bloom. However, the national teacher Lin Che knew that the waves in the court were far from calm. In the early morning, a hurried pigeon message broke Lin Che's beautiful morning. The secret letter was like a sharp blade, piercing the tranquility of the morning. The handwriting on the letter was hurried and chaotic, reporting an astonishing news that Zhu Yuanzhang had only one confidant who teamed up with Lin Che's former enemy to plot a conspiracy targeting the imperial teacher. There was a cold light in Lin Che's eyes, and his fingers gently brushed the edge of the letter paper. It was a calm but sharp light. His heart was like a calm lake. Even if a huge rock was thrown into it, it would only cause a ripple, and soon, it would return to calm. There was always someone who would look away, Lin Che muttered to himself, his voice was natural. But Chen Shuang condensed in the air. Since you are here, don't think about leaving. With the stability of the court and Zhu Yuanzhang's health, buttons are surging and the crisis is around. The tranquility in the mansion was torn apart by this secret letter, but the expression on Lin Che's face gradually calmed down. He entered the bottomless autumn water, picked up the incense burner on the table, and gently inhaled some of the immortal air that permeated the darkness. Old grudges are settled, new hatreds arise. This court is truly as deep as the sea. Lin Che did not have much time to savor this brief tranquility. He held a brush in his hand and took the opportunity to write a few lines of words, precisely arranging the details of the action. He knew that there was no time to lose and he had to act immediately. However, the sun had risen completely and shone obliquely on the floor of the study, bathing many eyes on Lin Che. He was already in a different posture. His Taoist robe fluttered gently in the wind. The usually gentle and elegant Ming Dynasty Imperial Master had a sharp look in his eyes that was different from usual. The spies around him were all unfathomable, loyal and reliable, ah, the elite teachers he had trained. Lin Che slowly spoke, "How are you guys preparing?" The quiet and low voice seemed to come from the deep space between heaven and earth. Imperial Master, everything is ready, the spies answered respectfully, their eyes revealing their infinite admiration for Lin Che. Lin Che nodded and continued, remember, be low-key, but be decisive, we can't give them any chance to breathe. The spies dispersed using strategies and hid in every corner of the capital. It seemed as if there had not been the slightest fluctuation. (End of this chapter)