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

After resting in Gaochang City for two days, Tang Jian finally set out on his journey home.

Li Junxian, who went to Gaochang with him, originally planned to leave early, but the person who was responsible for "training" with him this time was Yuan Tiangang, the "big gangster retainer" under the King of Chu.

I don’t know how Yuan Tiangang and Li Junxian “trained”, but when this guy left, he looked as honest as possible.

"Master Yuan, it's OK." Outside Gaochang City, Jiang Sheng looked at the horse team going away and said in a relaxed tone: "Now he doesn't pretend anymore."

"It's a different time now." Hearing Jiang Sheng's words, Yuan Tiangang smiled and replied, "Since His Highness is unhappy, then those who offended His Highness must also cry, otherwise, we, the retainers, will become nothing more than decorations, right?"

"That makes sense!" Jiang Sheng nodded when he heard it, and then said nothing more.

A few hours later, in the City Lord's Mansion, His Royal Highness the King of Chu had just gotten up.

"Heh~~" Sitting in the small courtyard, His Royal Highness the King of Chu looked at the naan and barbecue in front of him, feeling helpless in his heart: "Well, Zhenxuan, can't you ask the chef to give me a bowl of noodle soup? Who would eat this stuff so early in the morning..."

"Your Highness, it's already noon..." Zhang Zhenxuan couldn't help but laugh when he heard that, "But if you really want to drink soup, I will find a way for you right away."

"What do you want to do?" At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded outside the yard.

"Old Master?!"

"Great-grandfather?!"

His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu and Zhang Zhenxuan simultaneously turned their gazes towards the door.

"Your Highness," when the old Taoist priest appeared at the gate of the courtyard with a smile, King Chu was about to shed tears - of course, the old Taoist priest would not let him shed tears: "Chicken soup is here..."

"..." Upon hearing this, His Royal Highness the King of Chu looked at the pottery jar in the old Taoist's hand. He felt that this friendship was really too heavy.

"Why, Your Highness, don't you like chicken soup?" Seeing that the patriarch didn't say anything, the old Taoist priest walked to the stone table, put down the pottery pot, and took the initiative to serve Li Kuan a bowl of soup. Then he said to Zhang Zhenxuan who was looking at him eagerly, "If you want to drink it, serve it yourself."

"Zhenxuan thanks great-grandfather..." Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhenxuan began to pick up the porcelain bowl that originally contained goat's milk on the table, poured it into the wine pot filled with grape wine beside him, and then quickly served himself a bowl of soup.

"Go drink outside!" The old Taoist saw that his great-grandson was becoming more and more like the King of Chu, and his eyelids twitched: "Remember, don't let anyone get close."

"Oh..." Zhang Zhenxuan first glanced at His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu upon hearing this, and found that he was also surprised, so he thought for a moment and said, "Then Your Highness...if you have anything, please call me."

"Okay." Upon hearing this, His Royal Highness the King of Chu put down his bowl and said with a smile, "It seems that the old Taoist priest is going to scold me again..."

"Ah..." The old Taoist priest just sighed when he heard this, and Zhang Zhenxuan saw this and hurriedly quickened his pace to leave.

After he left, the old Taoist priest did not rush to talk to His Royal Highness the King of Chu about business. He just sat beside him quietly, picked up the pottery jar and poured some chicken soup into His Royal Highness the King of Chu's bowl: "Your Highness has been exhausted both physically and mentally these past two days. Drink more chicken soup to replenish your body."

"Hmm..." His Royal Highness the King of Chu nodded when he heard that, then picked up the bowl and drank the chicken soup in one gulp.

“Your Highness, do you feel hurt by the Queen’s help to His Majesty this time?” The old Taoist priest felt distressed for no reason when he saw that His Highness the Prince of Chu pretended to be indifferent at this moment: “In fact… the Queen did this so that Your Highness could go to Qiongzhou without any worries…”

The old Taoist priest's words were like a bolt of thunder across the gloomy sky in the heart of His Royal Highness the King of Chu, restoring color to his world.

"Old Heavenly Master... you are not my mother... how do you know what she is thinking..." After a long time, His Royal Highness the King of Chu, who had been disappointed too many times, finally plucked up the courage to say: "In fact, these are not important to me. When fruits are ripe, they will fall off the branches, and when young birds grow up, they will fly into the blue sky. Now I just want to manage Qiongzhou well, and then use it as a springboard to conquer the Pyu Kingdom and the Japanese Kingdom, and then send ocean-going fleets to find those unknown continents and build an unprecedentedly powerful country on them..."

When His Royal Highness the King of Chu said this, he suddenly stopped talking and fixed his eyes on the face of the old Taoist priest again: "Old Taoist priest, do you think I can accomplish these things?"

"If we do something with full confidence, then there is a high probability that we will fail. On the other hand, when we try our best with a nervous heart, the results we get are often unexpected." After saying this, the old Taoist priest suddenly paused for a while. At this time, he had realized that what His Highness wanted to hear most might not be these: "Of course I know what the Queen is thinking. Your Highness, haven't you experienced my abilities? Besides, even if you don't believe me, think about who Tang Jian is. He is a shrewd man. The reason why he 'said the wrong thing' before was because he had understood the deep meaning of the Queen's words."

"Ah... So that's how it is... Lord Tang... is a good man! No, I have to send him retainers to offer him tribute! But, all this will have to wait... Well, old Heavenly Master, did you go to the Ganlu Palace to eavesdrop before?!" After the old Heavenly Master's explanation, His Royal Highness the King of Chu's tone inexplicably became cheerful: "Wow... old Heavenly Master... if you are caught by the tyrant because of this, I will have to go to the Dali Temple prison with my face covered to rescue you overnight, and then send you out of Chang'an overnight..."

"What? You think I'm embarrassing, don't you?" The old Taoist raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, and then slapped King Chu on the back of his head: "Your Highness was so careless in the battle of Qianquan City - others may not know what happened, but I know it. You are now staying in Gaochang and refusing to leave. Perhaps one of the reasons is to help Qin Qiong to maintain order, but more importantly... I'm afraid you are waiting for those black-clad warriors to return..."

“Oh…” King Chu, who had been hit on the head, could not help but said unhappily: “Old Heavenly Master… please at least give me some face and not say it… Although I don’t care, I have to ensure the safety of Zhenxuan and the others. And Dou Shu’er’s two sons—eldest brother Shang Lie and eldest brother Shang Yi, it is too dangerous to go to Qianquan City this time. I didn’t dare to bring them with me, for fear that something bad might happen to them and I would be ashamed to see Uncle Dou…”

"Your Highness is indeed..." The old Taoist pursed his lips after hearing this: "You have thought it through."

"That's right!" Upon hearing this, His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu raised his chin proudly: "I was raised by my grandmother!"

"Ah..." Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest said with a smile, "Compared to feeling sorry for a brat like you, I feel more sorry for your grandmother now - how much effort she must have put into training you to be so 'outstanding'..."