The villain's national teacher always teases me

With the help of the supernatural powers of the national teacher and the immortal masters of the Star Watching Hall, Lang Zi's letter to Emperor Yu was quickly answered.

The handwriting is vigorous and sophisticated, and it looks like the prime minister's writing.

In the letter, Emperor Yu said that he had recovered from his illness, and told Lang Zi not to worry. He also praised his efficiency in subduing Xichu and arranged some aftermath work.

At the end of the letter, it said: "It's cold in Western Chu, my son should add more clothes."The Lantern Festival is approaching, I will wait for your reunion.

Taking advantage of the fact that the national teacher was not paying attention, Lang Zi quietly folded the letter back to its original form and put it close to his body.

It was the second day of the Lunar New Year, and the battle hadn't started yet. The people in Shangling City were full of joy, and every house was decorated with lanterns and festoons. When he entered the city and saw it, he missed the Queen Mother in the palace.

But what Emperor Yu asked must be done first, Lang Zi thought about it, and ordered the army to turn back after three days.

In addition to accepting the fiefdom army and cleaning up the internal affairs, he still needs to go deep into the people to understand the wishes of the people, so that he can discuss the ownership of the fiefdom with Emperor Yu and other ministers after returning to the court.Three days is too tight, but with the cooperation of Chu Xiaoji, the king of Western Chu, it may not be impossible to complete it.

Chu Xiaoji didn't care about this, he didn't care whether the West Chu fiefdom should be kept or transferred to the prefectures and counties.To a certain extent, he is as easy to pass as Lang Zi. For them, as long as they eat, drink and do nothing every day is the happiest day.

Even if the plan of "falsely marrying the prince to escape disaster" failed, Chu Xiaoji was not too depressed, with Lang Zi around, his life was at least safe.

"If that's the case, why did you have to complete the task at that time?" Lang Zi wondered.

Chu Xiaoji sighed, since the system is gone anyway, it doesn't matter if those confidentiality contracts were signed, so he told the whole story.

"It tells me that I can go home after completing the task." Chu Xiaoji said with a bitter face, "It's really good here, I've never lived such a comfortable life, but, everything is good, but there is one thing that doesn't work."

"No internet..."

Chu·Internet addiction boy·Xiaoji stayed in Tianyuan for a few months, his eyes were almost green, his fingers were moving when he was dreaming, the movements were exactly the same as when he was holding the mouse and playing games.

Lang·Azusa, a boy with Internet addiction, deeply understands.He was also like this for the first few days after he came here, otherwise he wouldn't have changed the way to kidnap the people in the dormitory to play games with him.

Now that the system is gone, Chu Xiaoji has no hope of returning home, and Lang Zi is also thinking about how to arrange him.

First of all, Emperor Yu and the courtiers had to make up a reason to pick him out. If he could be successfully exonerated, leaving Chu Xiaoji outside alone would definitely not work.In the future, he can only cultivate the Tao slowly by himself, and entry and resources are troublesome.Although entering the Taoist realm is not considered a mortal, it is not enough to be considered in a Taoist gate.Disputes between monks and the laws of the human world are out of the question. Once the magic weapon of his body is exposed, it will definitely cause trouble to the upper body.

"Why don't you go back to the palace with me first?" Lang Zi suggested, "I taught many people to play Landlord Fighting and Werewolf Killing, and you won't be too bored. I'm going to Yuxu Mountain after the New Year's Eve. Do you know that the Xian faction is the No. [-] immortal sect of Taoism, if you still want to continue cultivating, you can stay there, it is safer than other places, and there are people to teach."

When Lang Zi said the first half of the sentence, Chu Xiaoji still thought it was good, but when he heard the word "Yuxu Mountain", his expression began to change.

Chu Xiaoji felt that his liver hurt badly.

"...Ah Zi, I have all the memories of the original body from birth to the present." So I don't think there is any disagreement when he is called Chu Xiaoji, "Of course I know the Chengxian School of Yuxu Mountain, and I also know , the head of Chengxian School is Chu Hansheng."

Lang Zi nodded, "Although he is a little simple, he is not bad."

Well, it's simple, and it's good for others, but not necessarily for him.Chu Xiaoji thought about how to tell him.

"If I go up to Yuxu Mountain, he might beat me from the top to the foot of the mountain..." Chu Xiaoji used the euphemistic expression of the eighteenth bend of the mountain road.

Lang Zi blinked in confusion.

"He's my uncle." Chu Xiaoji's face collapsed, "Chu Hansheng is the younger brother of the former King of Western Chu, and I met him once after I came here. As for his short-tempered nature, he would be so picky when he sees me picky eaters." If you can get fisted, if you know that I am trying to rebel, it would be good if you don’t kill him. Fortunately, he rarely goes down the mountain, so he doesn’t necessarily know about the human world, so I won’t join in the fun.”

"..."

Lang Zi coughed, and after showing moderate surprise, he kept silent about the letter he had written to his "uncle" about the Western Chu rebellion before he left the capital.

Chu Xiaoji's practice of Taoism has been shelved for the time being.

On the third day, the reorganization of the army and the clean-up of the internal affairs were almost completed. Lang Zi replaced more than half of the city guards, including Yu Yan of Shangling City. Emperor decides.

After lunch, Lang Zi ordered Chu Xiaoji not to run around at will, and sent Gu Qianxun to follow him, then went back to the room with peace of mind, changed into humble clothes, and prepared to go for a walk on the street.He didn't bring any entourage with him, thinking to himself, after all, Shangling City is not in the hinterland of Western Chu, if the harvest is small, it is convenient to go to other cities with a sword by himself.

Who would have thought that as soon as he left the room, the national teacher who had seen the dragon's head and tail would appear.

Lang Zi greeted with a straight face: "Is the national teacher free today?"

He has always felt that his cultivation speed is slow, and he doesn't know how many days it will take to break through to the Taoist realm, and he has very little mastery of spells, but the national teacher doesn't care about teaching him, even if the two of them live in the city guard's mansion , He never asked about Lang Zi's entry.

Lang Zi was still a little aggrieved, and he complained to the system once in private. It was clearly suggested by the national teacher to teach him Taoism, but he gave up his burden after only one day of teaching.How can there be such a teacher... Uh, well, he is the master of the national teacher.

Jun Lin didn't understand Lang Zi's thoughts, but he didn't want Lang Zi to practice too quickly.Since that day when he found out that Lang Zi was practicing swordsmanship by leaps and bounds, he planned to slow down his pace, but he didn't think that the number one swordsmanship since the beginning of the world was worthy of the name after all, and he entered the way in just a few months.

If ordinary people want to step into the Taoist gate, they need to guide the spiritual energy to cleanse the essence and cut the marrow, and build a Taoist foundation in the Jade Mansion, so that they can lead the Tao into their hearts.The length of time it takes varies from person to person. Some people find it difficult to enter the Tao in their entire lives, but those who can enter the Tao before the age of 20 are all unborn geniuses.These geniuses often start to wash their marrow at a young age, and have been taught by their predecessors, so they are many times better than Lang Zi.

Lang Zi practiced for a few months to reach the middle stage of Taoism. He himself felt that it was slow, but in Tianyuan's ten thousand years of Taoism history, this speed can be ranked among the top three.

Jun Lin didn't break the knot in Lang Zi's heart, but nodded lightly: "I have realized something by chance. When I learned that His Highness is going out, I came to accompany you for a walk."

Lang Zi was noncommittal and let him follow.

The New Year celebrations in the Yu Kingdom usually last until after the Lantern Festival. Most people stay behind closed doors on the first day of the new year, and the streets become lively after the second day of the new year.Officials in the DPRK and China only need to work half a day during the New Year, let alone ordinary people, but those restaurants and shops are still open. After all, it is the best time to make money during the festival.

Lang Zi stepped into a tea house, and this was the most crowded place on the whole street.

Although he was dressed modestly, he was outstanding in appearance, and beside him was Jun Lin, who was not an ordinary person at first sight, the staff greeted him with a wink, and politely led the two to the private seat on the second floor.

It was a coincidence that there was only the last table left on the second floor, facing the guardrail, just able to watch the storytelling in the lobby.

The storyteller was wearing a blue T-shirt, with a white and beardless face, and he was talking about the script of the Ebony Daozu, about how majestic the ancestor was when he led people to the fairyland, and how domineering he was when he fought against the former Heavenly Emperor.His eloquence is excellent, and sometimes he can cooperate with a few moves, making the audience feel like they are on the spot, and the fighting plot is even more detailed, which is called a dangerous situation.

When the storyteller said, "The Taoist ancestor was bullied and finally cut Junlin down with his sword", Lang Zi had already been fascinated by it, and everyone in the building shouted hello and clapped his hands.

Jun Lin, who was sitting opposite him, looked as usual, and slightly raised his eyebrows: "Your Highness likes Taoist?"

Lang Zi gnawed on the melon seeds without taking his eyes off: "That's natural, who doesn't like such a romantic person. If I can have a Taoist ancestor, how many troubles will be saved."

Jun Lin let out a "huh", "But he even beat his own Taoist companion."

Lang Zi heard the wonderful part and patted the table with the audience before replying: "This is righteousness and awe-inspiring distinction between public and private! How many bad things did Junlin do? If I want to have such a wife, I would have killed my wife to prove the truth, and I still keep it." He made waves to the end?"

Jun. Doing a lot of bad things. Making waves. Lin: "..."

He coughed lightly and silently lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

The author has something to say:

Junlin: ...It's cold, so you have to put on your vest.

Lang Zi: What vest?That's right, speaking of it, what is your full name, National Teacher?

Jun Lin (face unchanged): As I said, my name is Xiao Xiangxiang.

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Because of the overhead, it is set that each state city has a supreme officer "city guard", which is equivalent to the "county guard" of the Qin Dynasty, but the scope of management is slightly smaller.

Little angels!