Traveling through the Gaowu Tang Dynasty, Li Kuan and Li Shimin became the second sons of the Prince

"Master Zhang, why don't you stay in the villa for two days before leaving?" Outside the gate of Yushan Villa, His Royal Highness the King of Chu, who had calmed down his emotions, looked at the old Taoist priest who was about to leave. He felt reluctant to let him go for no reason: "I was thinking of learning some thunder magic from you..."

“Master… this thunder method… I don’t know it either.” Upon hearing this, the old Heavenly Master shook his head and smiled bitterly, “For those who practice Taoism, everyone has their own fate and destiny when they go into the mountains to practice. For example, although I am not good at thunder method, I was lucky enough to get a glimpse of some secrets. The gains and losses… no one can tell… but fortunately, I don’t regret it…”

"Well, Master Zhang, masters like you all have a common problem, that is, they are unwilling to talk properly." His Royal Highness the King of Chu saw that the old master had been talking for a long time and concluded that he should not have such hope, so he simply changed the subject: "Master Zhang, besides asking me to take care of your great-grandson, do you have anything else to tell me? Don't worry, as long as it's not something as outrageous as asking my father to abdicate, I will do everything else for you right away! Without blinking an eye!"

"Master," the old Taoist priest looked at the young man in front of him, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. Suddenly, the old Taoist priest asked him a rather strange question: "Your Highness, do you feel that God is not treating you fairly?"

"Ah?" Upon hearing this, His Royal Highness the King of Chu was immediately surprised and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You were destined to die young when you were born, and that bastard Li Shimin sent you to Longyou in your cradle just to leave a way out and to increase his leverage with the previous patriarch.

If..." The old Taoist priest paused for a moment before he slowly spoke, "If it weren't for the old lady, you would have died early. As for Li Shimin... he wouldn't miss a child who didn't grow up by his side and died young..."

"Master Zhang, I know what you want to say." For the first time in history, after the old Taoist priest said these words, His Royal Highness the King of Chu did not respond with a fist. He was not even angry. This was almost unimaginable in the past.

But children have to grow up eventually.

The child who was protected by his grandmother back then should now learn from her and become a qualified head of the family.

"Master Zhang, I'm afraid you have more to say than that." Li Kuan looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him and said calmly, "You also want to say that my father is the second son, so I am also the second son. He opened the Xuanwu Gate once, but I can't open it again. Otherwise, it will be an unimaginable blow to the fortune of a country. Is that what you mean?"

"But you, the Patriarch, really don't want to fight for the throne?" The old Taoist priest's eyes were sharp and his words were sharp: "Back then... Li Shimin didn't plan to compete with his elder brother Li Jiancheng at the beginning..."

"In terms of mind, my eldest brother is much better than the eldest brother of the tyrant. Besides, in terms of wisdom, my fourth brother..." His Royal Highness the King of Chu paused for a moment, thought about it, and finally decided to make a "fair and objective" evaluation: "In terms of wisdom... my fourth brother is as good as Li Yuanji."

"Who is in heaven and who is on earth?" The old Taoist priest seemed to be unwilling to let go of the King of Chu and a fat brother who was fishing by the Taiye Lake in the imperial palace at the same time.

“No…” His Highness the Prince of Chu felt that as a junior, even if he was respectful to the old Heavenly Master, he should be angry at this time: “Master Zhang, you said that you will soon ascend to heaven… Then can I now reasonably doubt: Do you still need my help in the process of ascending to heaven… No… lend you a helping hand?!”

“Hahahaha…” The old Taoist priest looked at the patriarch who suddenly started to roll up his sleeves and change his expression, and felt very happy: “Good, good, good! This is the demeanor that the patriarch of the Dou family should have!”

Finally, the old man reached out his hand again and stroked the boy's head: "Master, don't lose your heroic spirit!"

"..."This was the first time that His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu had been repeatedly manipulated by someone, but... he didn't think there was anything wrong with it!

Where is the reasoning here?

“Master Zhang, I will keep your teachings in mind!” After straightening his sleeves, His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu bowed to the old Heavenly Master as a junior: “Prince of Chu, Li Kuan, respectfully bids farewell to Master Zhang!”

"I really want to see the day when the Patriarch reaches the top..." The old Taoist priest looked at the young man in front of him who made him extremely satisfied, and suddenly handed the nine-section staff to him: "Patriarch, please keep this."

“Ah? This… this is so inappropriate…” His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu refused with his mouth, but his body was very honest and he immediately took the Taoist artifact.

"This thing is just a stick in your hand." Seeing that His Royal Highness the King of Chu couldn't wait to start playing with the treasure, the old Taoist priest immediately showed a doting smile on his face: "Master, listen to me..."

The old man lowered his voice and pretended to be mysterious: "When Zhenxuan comes to you, you will give this thing to him. Then you can watch the thunder method if you want..."

"Ah?!" His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "No, really?!"

"That kid has only learned a little bit, but unfortunately... I haven't even touched the surface..." After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he looked up at the big yellow crane still walking in the yard, and then bowed to it: "Old Crane, the head of the family is now in your hands!"

The big yellow crane stopped immediately after hearing what Zhang Tianshi said, and looked at the old man with a hint of sadness in its eyes. Then, the old crane let out a clear cry - just like it had experienced before, bidding a final farewell to another young member of the Zhang family who was about to pass away.

The setting sun is as red as blood, illuminating the distant mountains.

The old man stood up and strode down the steps. On the ancient road, he turned his back to the man and the crane and waved his hands vigorously: "The landscape here is very beautiful, what a good time and what a beautiful scenery! It's time and fate, Zhang Yun is leaving!"

His Royal Highness the King of Chu stood on the steps, holding a nine-section staff in his hand, and watched the old man walking away. For the first time, he had a concrete impression of the hermit master in his mind.

"Master Zhang!" Perhaps thinking of something, the young prince suddenly shouted to the old man who was walking away: "Don't worry about me, I will never let you down!"

"Take care, master of the family!" The old man's figure walked away, and no one noticed the upturned corners of his mouth at this moment.

In fact, he had just "heard" what His Royal Highness the King of Chu was thinking.

Master Zhang, please don't worry about me. I have never cared whether the so-called fate is fair.

It is the best fate for me to become my grandmother’s grandson in this life!