My wife is Invincible East

Looking at the visibly stunned Tang Monk in front of him, Zhu Moye felt a little puzzled. "Why are you looking at me like that? Oh, by the way, you must have thought about how difficult it was to obtain the scriptures from the West. The other abbots must have already advised you about this when we were in Longxing Temple, so I won't repeat it a second time."

Seeing Tang Seng stunned by what he said, Zhu Moye felt amused. He didn't have too many thoughts, but Tang Seng took his words seriously and remembered them in his heart.

Chapter 686 Farewell

At the beginning, Tang Sanzang seemed to have a lot of opinions about Zhu Moye, because he didn't know what kind of status the kingship of that era represented. However, when he saw that Zhu Moye's casual words could make the people of Chang'an busy and rushing around for his words, Tang Sanzang roughly understood what Zhu Moye's status was. If it were any other situation, he would still feel a little helpless at this time.

However, that was the Tang Monk of the past. As for him now, no matter what Zhu Moye said at this time, it would undoubtedly be very good for him.

As long as it is useful to Buddhism, Tang Sanzang must be going to the West with the spirit of a martyr. Zhu Moye did not say these malicious thoughts. Since he found out that Tang Sanzang was a religious diehard, Zhu Moye knew that it would be useless to say anything to Tang Sanzang. He did not intend to say more about this matter.

After sending Tang Seng away, he talked about other things. In this situation, this chat with Tang Seng was probably the last time.

Next, Tang Seng set out on the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. He didn't know what kind of difficulties and obstacles he would encounter. However, Zhu Moye also knew that Tang Seng would probably overcome these things one by one. As for other things, he didn't want to care about them.

Putting aside other things, there is a Guanyin who is always there to protect Tang Seng, and there are various disciples behind him to prepare for him. Zhu Moye really doesn't believe that Tang Seng, who has extraordinary luck and is the son of the plane of this world, would not have this awareness. As long as he sets out on the road, there will be no problem with his safety.

What's more, Zhu Moye knew that even if Tang Seng went to the West, he would still be that fair-faced and delicate boy. In this situation, he didn't need to care about anything else.

When looking at Tang Seng in front of him, Zhu Moye was thinking the same thing, so he encouraged him with a few words. This was because Zhu Moye knew that he could no longer stop Tang Seng, so he naturally did not intend to say anything more here to annoy people. After all, Tang Seng had already made up his mind, so Zhu Moye naturally knew how to advance and retreat.

But under the current circumstances, he couldn't say much. Looking at the situation in front of him, Zhu Moye still felt a little helpless. He didn't know when it started, but he found that Tang Seng's name had not been changed yet.

"How about I give you the surname Tang?" Zhu Moye suddenly asked Chen Xuanzang this question while they were chatting.

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon reacted. No matter what the matter was, he knew one thing clearly: as long as it was Zhu Moye's words, he should agree to it. After all, the supremacy of royal power was most clearly demonstrated here. Therefore, Tang Seng accepted Zhu Moye's words without thinking. Although he didn't know why Zhu Moye suddenly wanted to change his name, since he had already accepted it, he had nothing to say.

"The name Tang Monk is very easy to pronounce." Zhu Moye looked at him with a smile, and there was a bit of creepy taste in his smile, which made Tang Monk feel even more creepy in his heart. He didn't know why Zhu Moye suddenly became like this and suddenly wanted to change his name.

But unfortunately, the Zhu Moye in front of him was not someone he could resist at all, so he could only accept it obediently.

Looking at the Tang Monk before him, Zhu Moye thought calmly, "The name has finally been changed. This way, there's no need to change it in the future. Even if Tang Monk himself isn't used to it, it doesn't matter. After all, in Zhu Moye's eyes, this is Tang Monk's original name. "Xuan Zang" is really too much trouble. This is more appropriate."

Even if he was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, with a deep Buddhist foundation, he probably would not be able to understand Zhu Moye's bad taste, especially in such a situation. It made Tang Seng unable to understand why he suddenly changed his name, but he still accepted it happily.

Afterwards, Zhu Moye chose an auspicious day to escort Tang Seng out of Chang'an City, and also gave him a servant and a white horse.

With the cassock on his body, the white horse below and the servants beside him, this combination was indeed quite good for Tang Seng at that time. It was in this clear and refreshing autumn weather that Tang Seng bid farewell to Zhu Moye in front of him, and then embarked on his journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

At this moment, he was probably filled with anxiety. After all, the journey to the West to obtain the scriptures was tens of thousands of miles away. However, since he had already decided to embark on this path, he probably couldn't care less about how dangerous the journey would be.

Especially in such a situation, there was nothing much to say to Tang Seng at this time. He was a man with great mental toughness, so after bidding farewell to Zhu Moye, Tang Seng set off on his own.

His figure looked so lonely, and also a bit tall, and looked very powerful, Zhu Moye thought in his heart. He didn't think much about it, but just felt that it was better for Tang Seng to leave like this at this time. Let him think about it, what monster would Tang Seng encounter first?

The king asked me to patrol the mountain?

Zhu Moye smiled slightly and immediately resumed his thoughts. If he had not been waiting for Nuwa's reply, he would have wanted to personally participate in Tang Monk's journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures. However, he didn't know where Tang Monk was going at this time.

Mountains and rivers, these natural dangers are probably the difficulties that Tang Seng will have to go through one by one in the future. At this time, Zhu Moye was thinking silently in his heart that as the Ming Emperor, it would not be good for him to stay here for too long.

Chapter 687 Sharing the Pressure

It was in this situation that Zhu Moye felt a bit helpless. After all, if he were in his previous state, he would not be able to leave Chang'an City at any time. Thinking of this, Zhu Moye suddenly felt unhappy. He hated the feeling of being bound. When he thought of this, Zhu Moye suddenly had some ideas in his mind.

Since he felt a little unhappy because of this kind of thinking before, then naturally, Zhu Moye now feels that he should be able to think of a better way to solve this problem.

Looking at the ministers in front of him, Zhu Moye had a strange smile on his face, as if he had come up with a good idea.

Although the others didn't know what Zhu Moye in front of them was thinking about, they didn't know why, but when they saw Zhu Moye's smile, they had an ominous premonition, and this premonition was obviously not wrong. Especially in this situation, it seemed that they still had some foresight at this time.

Seeing the expressions of these people, Zhu Moye also realized that his attitude just now seemed a little too terrifying, and he quickly relaxed. When he looked at the people in front of him again, Zhu Moye tried to be a little gentler: "Come, next we have to talk about how to handle official business. I feel that there are still too many memorials sent to me these days."

"..." The other ministers could only look at each other, not knowing how they should respond to Zhu Moye. You know, since they knew that their emperor was not an ordinary person, the others had tried their best to submit their memorials so as not to disturb Zhu Moye. However, what they did not expect was that even at this point, Zhu Moye still felt that this was too cumbersome and even troublesome.

Faced with such an action, the others could only look at each other in bewilderment. Obviously, they did not have enough ways to deal with Zhu Moye in front of them.

If it were any other situation, they would still feel a little better at this time, but who was the person in front of them, Zhu Moye, this person was not someone easy to deal with. Even in such a situation, they could only think about it silently in their hearts at this time.

Looking at the scene before them, they really didn't know what to say in their hearts. They didn't know when this happened. When looking at the people in front of them, these ministers could clearly feel the oppressive feeling on their bodies, which made them dare not raise their heads casually.

Such a situation was obviously within Zhu Moye's expectations. After all, how could an ordinary person express it too obviously? Such an attitude could be called normal. Zhu Moye had already been mentally prepared for this, especially in such a situation.

However, at this time Zhu Moye still felt somewhat helpless. He didn't know when it started, but these ministers' respect for him became a little too much.

However, this could also be caused by the two factions he established, the Jinyiwei and the Dongchang. Thinking of this, Zhu Moye didn't say much at this time. As the founder, he was naturally very clear about the lethality of these two factions to the ministers in front of him.

Especially in such a state, Zhu Moye knew more clearly at this time how to make them understand a little bit more and how to get along with him in such a state.

But soon, Zhu Moye gave up this idea because it was too stupid to do so.

Looking at the ministers in front of him, Zhu Moye sighed helplessly. Although he didn't know what was going on in these people's heads, he must have heard the story that three cobblers are worth one Zhuge Liang.

With such calculations, Zhu Moye knew very clearly at this time that even if it came to this point, if they were willing to work hard on their own, Zhu Moye still had reason to believe that even they should be able to come up with a sufficient solution.

When looking at the people in front of him, Zhu Moye was still so confident in his heart that he thought that the ministers below could not do anything else except look at each other for a while.

There was no other way. Anyone who encountered such a capricious master would probably be in great trouble, especially in such a situation. Zhu Moye in front of them had done nothing wrong and just wanted them to come up with a solution. This made these people feel even more confused for a while. To be honest, they didn't know what Zhu Moye in front of them was trying to do.

Should he not review the memorials, or find a way to reduce the pressure in this regard? Naturally, there were some ministers among him who were more discerning. After seeing everyone's thoughts, they obviously reacted.

In such a state, he could still clearly sense the thoughts of the people in front of him. Since everyone had reached a consensus, the next step was how to show Zhu Moye their ability to complete the task.

In this regard, Zhu Moye did not hide his expectations at all and let them go.

If it were any other situation, Zhu Moye would not be so easy to talk to at this time. Once this sense of oppression disappeared, it was a sudden relief for the other ministers as a considerable pressure was relieved, which almost made them breathe a sigh of relief.

I don’t know why. It’s just an ordinary trip to see the emperor, but why is it so oppressive? It really makes people feel puzzled. Perhaps this is also the reason why they are so nervous.

Chapter 688 Eat

When these ministers walked out of the hall together, to be honest, they were all very nervous. They didn't know when it happened, but the weather was not that hot, but their backs were already sweating. This situation seemed to explain the oppressive atmosphere they were under in front of Zhu Moye.

If you walk out of the palace and are outside, no matter who sees these adults, they will probably bow humbly to them, because these people are the ones they look up to.

However, in front of Zhu Moye, these people could only maintain their humble faces and accept the questioning of their superiors.

And all of this is obviously awe-inspiring, because Zhu Moye holds the power of life and death over them, and their official hats are also closely related to Zhu Moye.

Even the families behind them grew up relying on Zhu Moye. All these things are connected to one person. When everyone's hopes are placed on one person, this person will undoubtedly become very powerful. Because he is the focus of everyone's attention, if it were someone else, they would probably be crushed by such pressure, but Zhu Moye is doomed to be impossible. After all, his personality and experience are extraordinary. What these ministers are willing to do, he may not be willing to do. I just don't know what they think now.

Looking at the trembling looks of the ministers in front of him, Zhu Moye did not find it strange. After all, these people looked like that. But at this moment, he thought of something interesting. If they were in other situations, would these ministers be so awed?

Well, the answer is of course no, and Zhu Moye himself is very clear about this. If it were any other situation, these people would definitely become extremely straight. There is nothing to say about this. This is the so-called bureaucracy. However, at some point, this is also where the definition of class lies. If it were the gods, it would probably be viewed from the perspective of so-called magic power.

At this time, Zhu Moye was also killing time out of boredom. If it were these gods who were to rank, generally speaking, there would naturally not be much difference for other people.

However, under the current different circumstances, it is not something that Zhu Moye can be sure of. What he can know is that among the gods, there are big and small, tall and short.

For example, those with greater magical powers must be more powerful than those with less magical powers, and those with higher classes will naturally have a higher rank than those with lower classes.

This kind of thing exists no matter whether you are a human or a god, and it makes people feel very speechless.

Zhu Moye thought to himself that after these ministers had been taught a lesson by him, they might know what he wanted. This was almost enough for Zhu Moye. Although he would still be somewhat dissatisfied under normal circumstances, in the current situation, it was almost enough.

When looking at the people in front of him, Zhu Moye didn't know what he was thinking. After all, in such a state, he still felt something different in his heart.

I don’t know what Nuwa thinks about all this. Will she agree to it?

Zhu Moye spoke softly, and he poured himself a glass of wine. No one should come in here, and no one dared to come in. There were a large number of guards guarding outside.

Guards alone are naturally useless, but Zhu Moye also deployed many secret sentries outside. These secret sentries can ensure that as long as a humanoid creature dares to approach, Zhu Moye will be the first to know.

As for the immortals, they naturally don't rely on these mortals for help. Zhu Moye's own sensing ability is enough. What he wants to see now is whether the chefs in the imperial kitchen can do it.

"The food I asked you to prepare, thirty-six tables of dishes, fifty-eight buckets of rice, and various fruits and vegetables, are all ready?" Zhu Moye looked at the chefs in front of him. Obviously, these chefs who had to work hard in the middle of the night were all from his arms. If it were any other situation, these people would naturally not have to suffer so much.

But the difference is that Zhu Moye in front of them will not take it easy, which makes these chefs feel very helpless.

Although they didn't know what to do, they still tried their best to complete the tasks assigned by Zhu Moye. At the very least, they had to complete everything Zhu Moye assigned them before that. Otherwise, who knows what Zhu Moye would think at this time, and he would directly kill all of them.

Some of the chefs were brave enough to secretly glance at Zhu Moye behind them, but soon, thinking of the evil reputation Zhu Moye carried, these people no longer dared to think about it and hurriedly continued to speed up their work.

No matter what, under the current circumstances, we must first complete everything Zhu Moye said.

It's not just quantity that's required; quality is also a must. Color, aroma, and flavor are all essential. More importantly, the skills involved can't be lacking at all. Zhu Moye looked at the dishes in front of him and waved his hand: "Don't save on anything. All of them should be prepared according to the specifications you provide for me."

"Yes." There was no need for the others to say anything more. If it were any other situation, they would naturally not need to say anything more, but now, it would be better for them to just shut up.

No matter what the situation is, there is no point in saying too much to the person in power in front of you. He doesn't care what you think at all, as long as you complete the task for him.

As for what Zhu Moye said about having the same standards as him, in the eyes of those who were interested, it was naturally extraordinary. He was the emperor, so naturally he had the standards of an emperor. But who had the same honor as him?

Chapter 689 Meeting

No matter what, since it is Zhu Moye's request, the other chefs must find a way to complete it no matter what.

The imperial kitchen in front of him was filled with thick smoke, and the curling smoke continued to rise. The chefs were constantly coming and going here, bringing in and out all kinds of special dishes. Just like this, he could smell countless aromas floating here. Although in the eyes of many people, there was no way to know what Zhu Moye was trying to do at this moment, but under the current circumstances, who would dare to ask Zhu Moye in front of him?

Even if there were any problems, they could only keep them to themselves. In such a state, these people were very efficient. After quickly sorting out everything here, they began to prepare the dishes one by one. It obviously took a lot of time to put all these things away, but with Zhu Moye here, he waved his hand and called the guards and eunuchs nearby to help.

This greatly reduced the burden on the chefs, and at this moment, Zhu Moye only asked them to cook the dishes quickly.

The guards and eunuchs all held their breath in concentration. Although they didn't know what was going on, they knew that it was better for them to remain quiet. At the very least, they would live longer. In such a state, anyone who dared to run to Zhu Moye and ask why would be courting death. Even in such a state, they could sense that something was amiss. Looking at Zhu Moye talking to the chefs, they could sense that something was amiss.

At this moment, Zhu Moye still felt a little calm. Although the speed here was a bit slow, Zhu Moye also knew that these chefs were doing their best.

If he hadn't been here, these chefs might have been lazy, but as long as they still wanted the head, they would not be lazy at this time. Zhu Moye was very clear about this, so when he sat here, he had already made those people feel the pressure doubled.

To be honest, this was not what Zhu Moye wanted, but unfortunately, under the current circumstances, it seemed that only this method was better, so he had to continue sitting here. At the very least, he had to let these people speed up a little bit.

This is the only way Zhu Moye can be slightly satisfied. When he looked at the people in front of him, he was still a little speechless. He looked at the people in front of him and always felt that their speed seemed too slow. However, there was no other way. He could only slowly endure it in place. Looking at the appearance of these people in front of him, Zhu Moye still felt that it was a bit inappropriate. Although their speed was a bit slow, slow work makes fine work. This sentence is occasionally reflected in such moments.

Zhu Moye had nothing extra to say about this and could only invite the foodie girl out.

The moment she saw Zhu Moye, her first reaction was speechless: "Why did you wait so long to find me?"

"Long time no see. Didn't I treat you to something delicious this time?" Zhu Moye said with a smile when he saw this.

Although they hadn't seen each other for such a long time, in fact, for her who was in the system, not much time had passed. After seeing the delicious food in front of her, she immediately forgot about it.

"You guys, cook faster for me, don't just stand there like an idiot." When Zhu Moye turned around, he saw the chef standing in front of the stage in a daze, having forgotten how to move, and he couldn't help but say speechlessly.

"Don't be so fierce. They are the ones who make such delicious food." After hearing Zhu Moye's words, the girl's face showed a little elf-like smile, and she expressed slight gratitude to the chefs in front of her.

After hearing the girl's voice, the chefs felt as if half of their bodies had gone numb, but they didn't dare to continue looking.

Although they were very curious about the girl's identity, the girl seemed to have appeared suddenly without them noticing.

It was as if Zhu Moye suddenly brought her out from somewhere. When this thought came out, people couldn't help laughing. How could such a thing happen?

But unfortunately, sometimes things like this are easy to happen, even in such circumstances.

Especially when looking at Zhu Moye in front of her, the girl's eyes made people feel extremely powerless. Although they did not value the girl's identity, they could also sense that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person.

In any case, the girl's appetite was amazing. Since she sat down, she had already finished six tables of food and wine. The chefs were all shocked. Although they knew that this girl was not an ordinary person, they had never thought that she could eat so much. She was simply a foodie.

"We must hurry up, otherwise if the emperor gets angry, our lives will be in danger." A cook urged wisely.

When the others heard this, although they didn't know what to say, they could sense the urgency of the atmosphere, so they immediately sped up. Under such circumstances, it was impossible to cook slowly.

In such a state, how could Zhu Moye not hear the conversation between these chefs at this time? However, in this state, he felt that there was no problem in letting these people believe it. As long as it was beneficial to speed up the process, he didn't mind. Naturally, he let them do it. As long as the speed of serving food and wine was increased, he wouldn't say anything.

Chapter 690 State Religion

At the beginning, some people might not be able to understand why Zhu Moye had so many cooks busy here and also mobilized so many guards and eunuchs.

Such a large-scale mobilization was carried out, as if all the staff in the imperial kitchen were dispatched here.

But now everyone understood, because just watching the speed at which the little girl in front of them finished her food was already amazing. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would probably have thought they were dreaming.

Although everyone was very curious about the identity of this girl, Zhu Moye's identity was special. With him standing next to this girl, he was like an invincible amulet. This also made everyone feel very speechless. Although they were very surprised and curious, in their current state, they still maintained their previous state and busied themselves with bringing out the food one by one.

After seeing Zhu Moye, the girl didn't have time to say a few words before she just focused on eating. She cleared the table of food and wine and was only half full. She was a little dissatisfied: "Anything else?"

The guards and eunuchs who were in charge of serving the food were all stunned. They had been working non-stop like an assembly line, constantly serving the prepared meals. Who knew they couldn't keep up with the speed at which this girl devoured the food? Such a situation was truly terrifying. Was this girl's stomach connected to a two-dimensional pocket?

Only Zhu Moye, after hearing the girl's words, did not hesitate at all, because he knew very well that she was indeed not full, and with her appetite, she would probably need a lot of food to eat. For example, in such a situation, if she wanted to eat more, Zhu Moye would not mind at all, especially in the current situation, at this time he still felt a little speechless.

"Take the bucket here and eat." Although Zhu Moye had already prepared himself mentally, he still forced himself to resist the urge to ask people to go outside the palace to purchase food. He felt that he could still hold on.

After hearing Zhu Moye's voice, the foodie girl was obviously very happy. She cheered happily and ran to the back to continue eating the food Zhu Moye gave her.

Looking at her appearance, Zhu Moye now felt a little powerless to complain. Why didn't he notice before that this girl seemed to have a bigger appetite than before?

After hearing Zhu Moye's question, the foodie girl felt very aggrieved: "That's because you haven't looked for me for a long time recently, so you starved to death."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault after all." Zhu Moye immediately and wisely chose to end the topic, because he knew very well that if he continued to talk about it, it would definitely become his fault in the end. This kind of situation seemed to have happened many times before, so it would be wise for him to change the subject at this time.