The villain's national teacher always teases me

Uncle Zhang is a kind and talkative old man, he can chatter a little about everything.

He told Lang Zi about the city of Lizhou 100 years ago, about the temple of the gods in the south of the city, about the demon king when he was a child, and the topics were seamlessly connected but not blunt at all.

He noticed the mask on Lang Zi's hand, and laughed: "You guys like ebony?"

Uncle Zhang was the first person Lang Zi met who called Wumu instead of Daozu.

Lang Zi held the man in front of him and looked at it again. He was ugly, with extremely rough eyebrows and eyes, and he didn't know how he saw it.

Uncle Zhang pointed to the shabby blue gown and said: "The clothes are really similar. When he was a storyteller in Lizhou City, he wore this ragged gown. He teased girls and daughters-in-law every day, and pretended to be a down-and-out scholar. How many people died."

His eyes were full of nostalgia, "When he first came, he had no money on him, and he wanted to eat Miss Wang's candy man, so he stood on the street telling stories and begging for money. He told stories really well, how about the Ebony Daozu?" What's so amazing, everyone has never heard of the fairy, and he made a lot of money in a short time. We didn't know he was bragging about himself until many years later. Miss Wang felt that she was fooled and let him go. In other words, I will never sell sugar man to him again."

Sighing again, "Sister Wang didn't know that he was gone at that time. It's not just ebony, many old friends ended up with a cup of loess, and I was left alone."

Lang Zi's heart was slightly touched.

He asked softly, "Don't you miss them?"

"Think about it." Uncle Zhang turned over the leftover cake in the pot, "Sister Wang was still giving me the soles of my shoes before I left, but I didn't even dare to go to her house to propose a kiss. Haha, I was going to give up back then Maybe this old face can leave a surname on her tombstone."

He laughed heartily, directly arousing Lang Zi's doubts.

"But if we are together, wouldn't you be more sad to lose her?"

Uncle Zhang shook his head.Although he is hale and hearty, he looks about 60 or [-] years old. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are like fish tails, and he looks even older when he smiles. "I have no regrets. I will never forget my happy days in this life. How can I be more sad?"

Seeing Lang Zi's thoughtful expression, Uncle Zhang didn't shy away from it, and asked bluntly: "Young man said this, is it because a relative has passed away?"

Lang Zi pursed her lips and nodded slightly, "My mother."

"Poor child." Uncle Zhang touched the back of his head with his oily hand and rubbed it twice. When he put it down, Lang Zi's hair was shining brightly. "When you have children, you will find that the safety, joy, and anger of children are more important than your own life." It's more important. You look so good, and your mother will definitely have no regrets when she leaves. "

Lang Zi didn't understand that his good looks had anything to do with Yu Huang's regrets.

He could see that Uncle Zhang was a very well-hidden dog.

But he was in no mood for gags.

Uncle Zhang rubbed Lang Zi's hair heartily, "Silly boy, don't be sad, you are the continuation of her life."

Lang Zi disagreed with this statement.

He said: "She has her own splendor, how can I be her continuation?"

There were guests in front of the bakery, and Uncle Zhang handed over the box to draw lots. After the person threw back the ball of paper with the little turtle drawn on it, he asked with a smile, "Have you ever thought about what people live for?"

"There are more than trillions of people. There are demons, demons, spirits and ghosts in the world. Humans have the shortest life span. Why are we the strongest?"

Naturally, it is because countless people thrive, cultivate diligently, and try their best to climb to the peak of Tianyuan.From the Taoist ancestor to the Heavenly Emperor, the status of the human race today is the accumulation of countless predecessors little by little.

Even a mortal lord like Yuhuang tried his best to enrich the country and strengthen the people, and to rule the world, so that the ordinary people can stay away from poverty and enjoy happiness in peace.

Lang Zi suddenly became sober as if he had been enlightened.

He said he respected and loved Emperor Yu, but now he was indulging in sorrow, not afraid that he would let her hard work be ruined!

Uncle Zhang is right, he is the continuation of Emperor Yu, what he should do is to continue what Emperor Yu has left unfinished, instead of complaining about himself.

The common people hidden in the busy city even knew the truth, but he turned a deaf ear to it.

Lang Zi stood up, took two steps back, and bowed deeply.

Uncle Zhang was taken aback, "What's the matter with you young man, I treat you to a cake, how can you repay your kindness and revenge?!"

Shuimu Dao was the most sensitive to vitality, and when Lang Zi bowed to him, he clearly felt that his life span had increased by another 50 years.

Hateful, exasperating!Obviously, he will die in more than 100 years!This young man simply doesn't know what's good or what's wrong!

Uncle Zhang angrily pushed Lang Zi out of the stall.

Lang Zi was puzzled, he staggered and almost fell.

Fortunately, the national teacher appeared in time and supported him.

When Cai Langzi was let in by Uncle Zhang, the national teacher stood not far away and did not disturb him.

Lang Zi only thought that Uncle Zhang was an expert with a strange temper, and didn't turn around to ask him why he chased him away.

He stood up straight and looked at the national teacher: "Did you bring me to see him specially? These truths... you can tell me clearly."

The national teacher slowly raised the corners of his lips, and his handsome face became more sinister, and said: "I brought your highness here to eat cakes."

He handed the scallion pancake left in his arms to Lang Zi.

Lang Zi didn't answer.

He slowly revealed his first sincere and faint smile in many days.

"This cake is delicious, I like it very much, so this one is for you. It should be one for each person."

The national teacher was stunned.

He smiled again.

"it is good."

But he didn't eat it right away, and put the cake into the ring.

The two turned around and followed the same route back to Yi'an.

On the play fish boat, Lang Zi worriedly asked the national teacher: "What if I can't cure the country?"

The national teacher raised his eyebrows: "Your Highness, you know what is the best sword intent?"

"...Go forward without fear, without fear?"

"So how can His Highness not be cured?"

Lang Zi blinked.

He also heard the national teacher say: "Ten thousand steps back, Your Highness needn't worry. Chu Hansheng has become the head, and the Chengxian sect is still the most powerful fairy sect."

Lang Zi: ...

He can't learn from Chu Hansheng!What would it be like to throw everything up to the courtiers.

The national teacher had no choice but to say, "Forget it. If Your Highness doesn't want to learn from him, after the filial piety period is over, you can make a minister as your queen, and I will help you govern."

Lang Zi: ...

Forget it, let's learn from Chu Hansheng first.

……

The news that the prince is finally willing to succeed to the throne came out, and the prime minister was the happiest.

These days, he and other important ministers blocked the news in the palace and made up nonsense in order to prevent the turmoil of the government and the public.

To make matters worse, during the day they had to pretend nothing had happened to discuss matters with their colleagues, and at night they had to take turns writing memorials all night to pretend that His Highness was working hard.

His Highness's dog-like characters are really difficult to learn. He and the Tai Tuo are so inefficient that they are almost not on the desk.

The prime minister pulled himself out from the mountain of memorials and drank two large bowls of wine.

Then he drunkenly called Gu Qianxun to come, and asked him to send all these annoying things to Tianlu Palace.

Lang Zi didn't know that he would be obliterated by the memorial soon, he had already returned to the Prince's Palace and had just changed into filial piety.

When the joy of seeing the prince was safe and sound gradually subsided, and the national teacher had finished his explanation, everyone went to their own affairs.

The guards and eunuchs continued to learn how to read from Chu Xiaoji.

The maids were busy measuring Lang Zi's figure, so that he could make the dragon robe before the enthronement ceremony.

Luo Hui stayed in the wild for several days, and was thrown into the courtyard by the national teacher together with Yun Duo to recite the formulas for cultivation.

Luo Hui had a bitter face: "The avenue is dark, the aura is faint..."

Yun Duo drooped his ears: "Meow meow meow, meow meow meow..."

The chief guard who was in charge of supervising them listened and stared at the paper for checking, and reprimanded them in a rough voice: "Yun Duo's memorization is wrong, try again."

Yun Duo: "Meow? Meow..."

Chief of the guard: "It's not meow, it's the great way, the aura is faint."

Yun Duo: "Meow meow meow!!"

The chief guard gave up correcting it, "It's really a child who can't be taught, I will report the truth to the national teacher."

Yun Duo: ...

What can I do, I'm desperate too.

……

The date of Lang Zi's official succession to the throne was soon set, just ten days later.Because he was still in mourning period, it was not appropriate to be extravagant, so the ceremony only stipulated two regulations: worshiping ancestors and enthroning.

Before that, Dayu still needs to go to the Yaozu, Mozu and the various immortal sects to invite people to watch the ceremony.Yuhuang had many contacts with various forces during his lifetime, so it was only natural to notify him.As for watching the ceremony, it's just a matter of appearances, and the mortal king is just enthroned. Except for the Chengxian sect, no one will come from other places.

The Yaozu and Mozu quickly wrote back to congratulate the new emperor on his enthronement, and sent envoys to bring many gifts.

What the prime minister never expected was that, except for the Chengxian sect, the rest of the sects were unanimously opposed to Lang Zi's ascension to the throne.

It stands to reason that the Taoist sect cannot interfere in the political affairs of the mortal world, but the various sects took the lead first: I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a monk.

Prime Minister: Huh?Why didn't I know our prince is an immortal teacher?It has only been half a year since he woke up, so even if His Highness has learned a little bit, when will he be considered a fairy master during the marrow washing period?

The prime minister was so angry that he put down his half-drinked wine and went to the palace to discuss with Lang Zi how to hate these people.

He has been with Yu Huang for a long time, and he is used to seeing the head of Chu being beaten by her and running around.The Immortal Master is not cowardly at all.

Before he entered the Prince's Palace, he saw His Royal Highness the Prince of their family rushing past with a sword.

The prime minister rolled his eyes and passed out at that moment.

After finally waking up, he yelled, "Heaven will break my inheritance of Dayu", crying to the ground.

Lang Zi couldn't coax him no matter what.

It wasn't until the national teacher floated the head of the bodyguard up into the air and hung it on the top of a tree silently in front of him, that his crying stopped abruptly.

His speech was also much sharper than before: "The 29 immortal factions co-signed a letter opposing His Highness's ascension to the throne."

National Teacher: "Why?"

"Your Highness is a monk, and monks are not allowed to participate in human affairs."

Lang Zi frowned: "Didn't the Luoxia Sect close the mountain? I haven't shown the Daoism in front of monks from other sects. How did they know that I am a monk?"

The national teacher's eyes lightly fell on the little white cat basking in the sun on the top of the wall, and he smiled coldly: "There is no wall that is not airtight in the world."

The little white cat shivered, and quickly meowed to defend itself.

The national teacher ignored it, and smiled at Lang Zi: "It's okay, Your Highness doesn't need to hide it, they must know."

Prime Minister:?

Always feel that the national teacher is going to do something big?

The prime minister had very little contact with the national teacher, looking at this young appearance, he couldn't help worrying that he was too high-spirited.

Even if the country of Yu is very powerful and has good relations with all ethnic groups, it is still a country of mortals!It was His Highness who broke the rules first, what if the immortal masters really came to arrest His Highness!They can't beat it!

The prime minister felt that he still asked clearly and wanted to think about countermeasures, so he put on a gesture of asking for advice, and said, "What does the national teacher mean?"

National Teacher: "Don't worry about them, just hold the succession ceremony as usual."

Prime Minister: "This...if they come to question His Highness..."

A cold smile appeared in the eyes of the national teacher, finally revealing his aura of killing the tip of the iceberg of Taoist monks.

"This seat is here, even if I come, I don't want to go back."

Prime Minister: ...

Only then did he recall one of Yu Huang's entrustments before his departure.

——"Don't provoke the national teacher, he alone can slaughter all the Taoist sects."

That's right, the most terrifying fairy teacher in the world is by His Highness's side.

The prime minister was relieved.

Then he turned around and left, dragging Lao Han's legs like flying.

I want to go back and write a letter against Immortal Master, no one can stop me! !

Yun Duo looked at the prime minister's retreating figure, his pupils formed a straight line.

Did the evil god drive a human being crazy just by talking?horrible!

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Chief Guard: Huh? ?So no one let me down? ?