The villain's national teacher always teases me

Since leaving the capital, Jun Lin has been following Lang Zi.

Watch him bicker with the lieutenant general, watch him hit the roof, watch him get into a trap.

He gave Lang Zi a jade talisman, as long as he transmits the voice, he can come out at any time.

But Lang Zi couldn't use it.

He had to show up by himself.

At this moment, the light was dim, and Jun Lin looked down at Lang Zi's astonished face covered by the night, and couldn't help but think of that extremely dark night, when he was trampled by the so-called "brothers" and thrown by the side of the road, mud and blood mixed together, dying, The man looked down at himself like this, with a light smile and a gentle voice.

What was the first thing the man said?

——"Little baby, do you want to help?"

"No need."

King's Landing laughed silently.Yes, that's what he answered at the time.

The difference is that Lang Zi's expression is less stubborn and more worried than his original expression.

"There are monks here, hurry up and don't get caught." Lang Zi said dryly.

Jun Lin was in a good mood, raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Highness, are you worried about me?"

Lang Zi turned his head slightly, "Cultivators are not allowed to participate in political disputes. If you are arrested by the Taoist sect, I am afraid that the entire Chengxian sect will be in trouble. I, Dayu, enshrine the Chengxian sect, and I will not be spared."

Jun Lin was amused. He wanted to remind him that even if the sword cultivator was sealed with spiritual power, he could use his natal spirit sword to get out of trouble at any time, and he didn't need to do it. But when the words came to his lips, it became: "So that's the case, then this minister will gone?"

"Come on."

The surroundings quickly returned to silence, and when Lang Zi raised his head again, the figure of the national teacher was no longer outside the cage.

He sighed silently.He didn't have much stuff in his storage bag. If he had known this, he should have asked the national teacher to keep warm clothes for himself.

Lang Zi slept in the iron cage all night.

When I opened my eyes the next day, I was inevitably top-heavy.

Not only the stiff neck, but also some cold, and the calf also hurts from poking.

Um?Why does the calf hurt?

Oh, the damned Chu Xiaoji just squatted outside the cage and stabbed him with a stick.

"Wake up, let's eat something." Chu Xiaoji stuffed half a leg of lamb in with a smile, "I remember you like roast lamb the most."

The leg of lamb was wrapped in oiled paper, sliced ​​into thin slices, sprinkled with finely ground chili powder, and it was still steaming hot, with a tangy aroma.

Lang Zi was already hungry, and while gobbling it up, he said harshly: "Don't think I'll forgive you!"

Chu Xiaoji shrugged: "I want you to forgive me for what, you hurry up and eat, and sign when you're done."

He threw over a memorial.

Lang Zi opened it with his oily hands, almost swearing.

Fuck, "The Book of Encouraging the Holy One to Talk About Peace".

To sum it up, there are three meanings: the prince is in our hands, you withdraw troops and negotiate peace, cede land and lose money to replace him.

Lang Zi tore up the memorial in two or three strokes, and he couldn't even eat the leg of lamb.

Chu Xiaoji sighed: "Don't be impulsive, you don't want to fight, do you? It's so uncomfortable to bleed like a river."

Lang Zi sneered: "Then you surrender."

Chu Xiaoji signaled the maid behind him to close the door, and sat cross-legged in front of him without being particular, said in a low voice: "I'll tell you the truth, the task is secondary, do you know who those people were at the banquet yesterday? "

"Aren't you a monk?"

Chu Xiaoji nodded, "It's the elder of the Luoxia Sect. I originally planned to submit a memorial to discuss this matter, but after the memorial started, they sent me a thousand prospective monks."

"Western Chu was in chaos half a year ago, and they were responsible for it. I heard that the capital ceremony was also in chaos, and it seems that they were responsible for it too."

Lang Zi frowned: "Cultivators are not allowed to participate in political affairs, what do they want to do?"

Chu Xiaoji said inscrutablely: "Among the Daoist sects, the Chengxian Sect is enshrined by the Kingdom of Yu, with a steady stream of geniuses and wealth. This has stabilized the position of the number one sect. Why do you think so?"

Lang Zi made it clear: "They want to divide the world and get worship again?!"

His voice was a little higher, Chu Xiaoji hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand.

"Keep your voice down! Didn't I promise them that riding a tiger is hard to get off? Those elders are all highly cultivated, even if I have a system, they can kill me. Don't worry, I will use their hands to do a task. We don't want to hurt our peace. We will still be good brothers in the future, so hurry up and sign."

As he spoke, he took out the exact same memorial from his pocket, as if he had expected that Lang Zi would tear up the first one.

Lang Zi was furious when he heard that.

"You don't usually look stupid, why are you so confused at this time! You are seeking skin from a tiger, do you really think they will let you go?"

"Then what should I do? I can open my mouth and people will agree to my country?"

Lang Zi was silent.

Don't say that Emperor Yu didn't agree, he wouldn't agree either.He knows exactly what kind of person Chu Xiaoji is, sometimes he is a little clever, but just like him, he is not made to be an emperor at all.Give him a country, and the people he can play with are in dire straits.

Lang Zi silently tore up the second memorial to express his attitude.

Chu Xiaoji stomped his feet: "Okay! You are stubborn! Let me see how long you will be stubborn!"

"Come here, wash him up and throw him into the bedroom."

Immediately three or four guards emerged from behind the door. They were burly and tall, and they raised the cage and set Lang Zi up without any effort.

Lang Zi:? ? ?

He stared at Chu Xiaoji with bulging eyes, his eyes slightly panicked, as if he was asking what the hell you were going to do to me.

Chu Xiaoji was very satisfied with his reaction, pinched his face, and smiled lewdly: "Don't be afraid, brother will take you to have a good time."

Lang Zi: ...

Lang Zi, who was unable to use his cultivation, was quickly taken away.

Chu Xiaoji let himself go, and followed him to the bedroom.

Unexpectedly, his feet trembled, and he fell hard, knocking on the pillar of the porch, his head was bleeding.

Chu Xiaoji bared his teeth and looked around, the maid followed him far away, and there was no one around him.

It stands to reason that he is now a Taoist monk, even if he fell on the ground, it wouldn't be so bad, but the system didn't prompt him, so Chu Xiaoji had no choice but to suppress his doubts first.

Half an hour later, he looked at the woman in front of him with gauze wrapped around his head, and nodded with satisfaction.

This is the number one oiran of Western Chu that he specially invited. His name is Niaoyou, he has a bright face, moves like a weak willow supporting the wind, and the most important thing is that he has big breasts and a thin waist, which is Lang Zi's favorite type.

Chu Xiaoji took out the third memorial from his bosom: "Thank you, little lady."

Niaoyou took it, with a crisp laugh: "I will serve His Highness the Crown Prince well."

Looking at the gracefully leaving figure, Chu Xiaoji silently poured himself a cup of tea and sighed with complicated emotions.

He didn't want to use this trick either, but who made Lang Zi refuse to sign?

Although he can submit the memorial himself without his signature, it doesn't look like a peace agreement but a coercion statement.The elders of the Luoxia Sect have said that Emperor Yu is a cruel woman, if she refuses to admit that the crown prince is captured, the battle will have to be fought, and he can't tie Lang Zi to the battlefield.

If you are about to get hurt, brother, there is really nothing to do.

Chu Xiaoji, who was drinking tea slowly, didn't know if his hand was a bit heavy, but the teacup shattered in front of his face, cutting his nose bleeding.

Chu Xiaoji: ...

Chu Xiaoji finally realized that something was wrong.

But before he summoned the guards to ask the immortal master to come and see, Niao You, who had just gone in with a half-pillar of incense, had already ran out crying and disheveled.

"What's going on?" Chu Xiaoji asked while covering his nose.

Niaoyou knelt in front of him, crying so much that I felt pity: "My lord, my lord, my concubine asked His Highness if he liked me, and His Highness said he did."

"Good thing, could it be that he took advantage of it for nothing and refused to sign?"

Curly said: "Woooo, not your majesty. He, Your Highness, he, woooo..."

"Speak slowly, don't cry."

"His Royal Highness said that a fairy woman like a concubine should not do this kind of thing, so I made a bet with the concubine. If he does not respond while holding the concubine for half a stick of incense, the concubine will agree to him and be good immediately."

Chu Xiaoji's hand covering his nose trembled slightly: "...and then?"

"Your Majesty, Your Highness really likes my concubine. I can tell that he has a nosebleed. However, my clothes are half-faded, and I am tempted by every means. Your Highness still sticks to Qingming. For such a noble person, how can I live up to his teachings? .Your Majesty, this concubine is going to be a good concubine, and I am really ashamed to have broken my trust."

After finishing speaking, Curly ran away sobbing.

Chu Xiaoji was dumbfounded.

He understands, the beauty Lang Zi is in her arms, but she can't be hard, can't she be hard?

Chu Xiaoji was so shocked that he forgot to care about his wound.

His brother, has he ever suffered inhuman torture?Or... bent?

No, didn't Niaoyou say that he had nosebleeds, how could he bend, it could only be because he had suffered deep trauma.

Chu Xiaoji decided to take a look.

After he wrapped his nose and walked into the bedroom, he saw Lang Zi leaning against the head of the bed, chained by shackles.

He was only wearing a pure white undershirt, his hair was disheveled, a streak of bright red snaked from under his nose to his bare white chest, and his whole body was dripping with sweat.

Chu Xiaoji silently took half a step back.

He felt a strange ambiguity in the room.

Lang Zi saw him coming, but whistled: "Caiji, it's all right, I've used all the tricks."

His voice was full of laziness after exhaustion, which made Chu Xiaoji take another half step back.

"To tell you the truth, all the beauties that grandpa sees are pink skeletons, so if you have the ability, you can bring a few more."

Chu Xiaoji opened his eyes wide.

Fuck, he's really bent!

He was terrified, folded his hands on his chest, hesitantly moved to Lang Zi, and tentatively asked: "Then... I'll find you a handsome man? What do you like, except for me, you can choose, as long as you are willing to sign."

Lang Zi was taken aback for a moment, then blinked.

In the end, he actually hooked his lips into a smile, and said: "Cai Ji, I like you like this. Men here can get married, or if you marry me, how about I give you the fiefdom of Xichu as a dowry gift?"

Chu Xiaoji hugged his chest even tighter, "Bah, I don't care about sex!...Huh?"

"Didi" sounded twice in his mind.

Chu Xiaoji was reminded by the system, knowing that he was lying, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "...It's not impossible."

Ok?

Nervous, it suddenly turned into Lang Zi.

Did you agree not to engage in foundation?

He swallowed, since he opened the mouth, the play must continue.

Compared with the national teacher, Chu Xiaoji is much tenderer.

"Since we are both fiancés, you can quickly untie it for me, and I will write a letter back to the court."

Chu Xiaoji was thinking that his Forbidden Spiritual Water hadn’t expired yet, so it’s okay to trick him into writing a memorial first, and Lang Zi didn’t really like him, and it’s much easier to cheat the fiefdom than to negotiate peace. He is not afraid that he cannot cure him with his cultivation base.

He nodded and stepped forward to unlock the chain for him.

This chain is also a magic weapon given by the Luoxia Sect. It is specially designed to bind monks. It is difficult for an immortal to open it without a special key.

After the chain was untied, Lang Zi rubbed his wrists, and looked at Chu Xiaoji with a smirk.

"Vaiji, you have a pretty face, have you been beaten?"

Chu Xiaoji frowned, feeling something was wrong, and hurried to the door.

Unexpectedly, Lang Zi was much faster than him, the Luohui sword directly pierced through the soft armor under his armpit and nailed him to the ground.

It didn't hurt him, but this body armor is a magic weapon, Chu Xiaoji couldn't break free for a while.

Lang Zi jumped over in three or two steps, rode on his waist and started beating him.

"The wings are too hard to shut me up!"

"Is it to establish a country, is it to be in collusion with others!"

"And sent someone to seduce me! Want to destroy my innocent boy's innocence!"

Chu Xiaoji's face hurt so badly, he yelled out a word through the gap between his fists: "Didn't your spiritual power be sealed?!"

"I'm a swordsman! You must be stupid!" Lang Zi punched him on the forehead.

It was only when he was wandering in the sky with his arms in his arms that he just remembered that in "Nine Suns Sword Art", he mentioned the self-help method of sword cultivator's spiritual power being sealed. He tried it once, broke out in sweat, and it really succeeded.

If it wasn't for being unable to break free from the chain, he wouldn't have set Chu Xiaoji a trap.

The person on the side stood there for some time, and after looking at it for a long time, he said, "Is Your Highness feeling better?"

Lang Zi thought to himself, of course he felt relieved, and he didn't have any deep hatred, he even beat Chu Xiaoji unconscious, and he couldn't get angry.

But he didn't want to deal with the national teacher.

This person obviously hasn't left since last night, but he watched his innocence almost ruined. If it wasn't for the punishment from the system, he would have been unable to hold on.

He is not stupid, Chu Xiaoji is a monk, how could he hurt himself like this.

He ignored the national teacher, but the national teacher refused to indulge him anymore, and grabbed him by the collar and dragged him up.

"Your Highness, why don't you tell me what a 'fiance' is, huh?"

"Still, Your Highness wants to wipe off the nosebleed first?"

There was no smile on the national teacher's face.

Looking at it, Lang Zi felt chills down his spine for no reason.

The author has something to say:

Lang Zi: One year!Uh... (breaks fingers) Within seven months!I am all saint!

National Teacher: Thanks to the minister for taking precautions.

Lang Zi:? ? ?

Little angels!