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

"Your Highness, you can only say these words to me. Once you leave this door, don't mention it to your Majesty or the Emperor." Dou Shilun couldn't bear to see the head of the family, whom he had spent countless efforts to raise secretly, sad, so he came to His Highness the Prince of Chu, stretched out his hand, and gently touched his shoulder: "Your Highness, no matter what you want to do, I support you."

"Where are those four bastards? I will kill them myself!" Perhaps because he had already cried all these days, there were not many tears in his eyes at this moment, but the hatred burning in his eyes was far more useful than futile sadness: "You can fight your way out of the siege alone, right? Well, I want to try and see if they really have the ability to do so!"

“Your Highness… you…” Dou Shilun’s eyes showed a hint of reluctance at this moment, but unfortunately His Highness the Prince of Chu was looking down at this moment and did not notice the change in his eyes: “I understand that you want to kill these four people, but if you really kill them… you must have a reason… Besides, it’s okay to kill others, but Li Zhongwen was the helper that the old lady personally selected from the Dou family’s retainers for Princess Pingyang Zhao… If you kill him without evidence… how can you convince the public in the future?!”

"Haha...hahaha..." At this moment, His Royal Highness the King of Chu's laughter was filled with sadness: "Uncle Dou, do you underestimate me? Convincing the people? Between avenging my aunt and convincing the people, should I choose the former?

Li Zhongwen failed to protect his master and cannot escape responsibility!

The same goes for the other three!

Besides, the four of them have lived for so many years, they should be content!" Li Kuan had a hunch that when it came to responsibility for his aunt's death, none of these four people were innocent.

"Well said!" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in the courtyard.

"Master Zhang?!" His Royal Highness the King of Chu never expected that Master Zhang would actually come back, but then he realized that he seemed to have been deceived again: "No... Master Zhang, didn't you say before in Yushan that you and I only met once..."

"What are you talking about, Your Highness?" Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest frowned and said, "Although the will of heaven cannot be violated, I have some virtue after all. Even if I violate it occasionally, heaven will not kill me..."

"Boom!" - Perhaps even God couldn't stand the old Taoist's shameless talk, so a thunder suddenly exploded in the clear sky, which frightened the old Taoist so much that he jumped back on the spot.

"I just spoke nonsense, I hope the Heavenly Master will not blame me..." The old Taoist priest, who had retreated to the corridor at this time, made a few Taoist gestures in a row. When a clear crane cry sounded from above the three people's heads and the big yellow crane revered as "He Weng" landed in the courtyard, the old Taoist priest Zhang bravely walked out from the corridor.

"Thank you, Mr. He, thank you so much..." The old Taoist priest was more like a younger generation who had gotten into trouble and was expressing his gratitude to his elders: "Thank you for your concern..."

Old Taoist Priest Zhang talked a lot, but Ren Heweng ignored him and turned around and walked towards Li Kuan.

"Well... what are you doing..." His Royal Highness the King of Chu did not expect that the big yellow crane would give him a "neck salute" as soon as it came up - it leaned its slender neck towards him.

“Your Highness the King of Chu is indeed blessed with great fortune…” The old Taoist priest looked at the big yellow crane that was so intimate with Li Kuan, and said with a hint of sourness in his tone: “In the past, the old crane only came down to Kunlun once every ten years to meet with us younger generations…”

"Master Zhang..." Dou Shilun was about to ask Zhang Yun to stop talking when he heard this, but the other party flicked a pine nut at him.

"Bang!" The pine nut hit Dou Shilun's forehead, leaving a red mark on his forehead.

"Xiao Douzi, you really don't know etiquette! Who should you greet first?!" The old Taoist priest is old, so he is very confident.

"Old Crane..." Dou Shilun did not dare to get angry when he heard this, and immediately bowed to the big yellow crane.

The latter just glanced at him lightly, and then set his sights on the sachet on the waist of His Royal Highness the King of Chu.

That...sachet embroidered with "mandarin ducks that look like cranes".

"Mr. He...you...don't..." His Royal Highness the King of Chu found that ever since he met Mr. He, the sadness in his heart had unknowingly turned into tranquility.

"..." Looking at the "weak and pitiful" Prince Chu, He Weng suddenly raised his head proudly, gave him a look of contempt, then flapped his wings and flew directly back to Yushan.

"..." The three people who stayed behind were speechless as they looked at the receding figure of the big yellow crane.

After a long while, His Royal Highness the King of Chu thought of the important matter again: "Uncle Dou, you haven't told me where those four people are now."

"Your Highness, Prince of Chu, don't worry about this for now..." Before Dou Shilun could speak, Old Taoist Priest Zhang spoke first, "I came here today to discuss important matters with Xiao Douzi. Can you go back to the palace first? As for the matter of you asking Xiao Douzi for someone... it's a trivial matter! I will ask him to hand over the person tomorrow! It's true... the servants of the Dou family are getting worse and worse! The orders of the head of the Dou family are worse than the imperial decrees! These rules... they have memorized them by heart..."

“Master Zhang…” Dou Shilun… no, now he was the head of the Dou family’s retainers who was already “Xiaodouzi”. At this moment, his tone was filled with great grievance that he dared not speak out: “Can you… at least give me some face…”

"Is face given by others? You earn it yourself!" For some reason, Zhang Yun spoke in a particularly aggressive tone at this moment: "Okay, don't say anything first, stand aside!"

"..." Upon hearing this, Dou Shilun really went to the corner of the garden and stood against the wall.

There is no way... Back then... let alone him... even that person... in front of Master Zhang, he could only be scolded...

"Wow..." The sadness of His Royal Highness the King of Chu had been completely dispelled by the heroic performance of Master Zhang: "Master Zhang, you... you are so majestic..."

"Alas, it's just so-so... I was alone back then..." The old Taoist priest was halfway through his words when he realized he had made a mistake, so he quickly changed his words and said, "Your Highness, these are not the main points. The main point is, are you willing to believe me?"

His Royal Highness the King of Chu, who had been turning his head to watch Dou Shu standing in the corner as punishment, finally turned back after hearing these words.

Afterwards, the old and the young looked at each other for a long time.

“Old Heavenly Master, please don’t lie to me…” His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu felt that as the head of the family, he still had to have some demeanor: “Otherwise——”

"——Otherwise, I won't be able to protect my Taoist temple in Mount Zhongnan, right?" The old Taoist priest added with a smile before His Royal Highness the King of Chu finished speaking.

"..."Okay, His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu now thinks that the old Taoist priest is an accomplished master.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your compliment." As if intending to tease His Royal Highness the King of Chu, the old Taoist winked at him and said, "Your Highness, you don't have to go back to the palace directly later. It would be good to go to the Chai Mansion. After all, the brothers of the Chai family should be aware of the need to avenge their mother. It's just that, Your Highness, you gave the amulet I gave to the prince... It's somewhat..." When the old Taoist said this, he suddenly sighed and then waved to him.

“Master Zhang…” It was hard for His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu to describe his feelings now: “Don’t scare me… I’m really scared now…”

"You are afraid of nothing!" The old Taoist cursed with a smile upon hearing this, then he took out a blood-red amulet from his arms and tied it around the waist of the patriarch himself: "Your Highness, this amulet is the most precious treasure of my Taiping Dao, made from the core of a three thousand year old locust tree. Our ancestor Zhang Jiao carried this amulet with him all the time after he made it, and passed it down before he died... If you dare to give this treasure to someone else... then I will really..." At the end of his speech, the old Taoist snapped his fingers again, but this time his target was not Dou Shilun, but the top of the rockery above the garden pool.

"Oh!"

Pine nuts popped out, rocks shattered, and His Royal Highness the King of Chu, who had always believed that Lord Jiang was invincible, was stunned for a moment...

As expected... How could a martial artist be better than a cultivator? !

Jiang Gong is very strong? Sorry! Jiang Gong’s kidneys…are very weak!

Well...anyway...that so-and-so...let’s not contact each other anymore. I’m afraid the old Taoist priest will misunderstand!