The villain's national teacher always teases me

Lang Zi's birthday is indeed August [-]th, but how did the national teacher know?

Seeing his doubts, the national teacher said with a smile: "I care so much about His Highness, so I naturally understand everything about His Highness."

Lang Zi raised his eyebrows: "All?"

"all."

The natural tone of the national teacher aroused Lang Zi's competitive spirit. After all, even he himself did not dare to insist that he fully understood himself.

"Then tell me, do I like cats or dogs?"

"Neither, they make you sneeze."

"..."

Lang Zi looked at the national teacher suspiciously. The story that he was chased by Qi Lan's cat and almost climbed a tree had already spread, maybe he overheard it.

"Do I like salty or sweet?"

"Your Highness likes spicy food, but if you choose between the two, Your Highness prefers sweets."

"What's my favorite book to read?"

"Folk story books, if there is no story book, history books and wild biography are also acceptable."

"Which of the four maids do I like best?"

The national teacher turned his face to the side, and said quietly: "It should be Qi Lan."

"Why?"

"She's the busiest."

all hit.

Lang Zi nodded, reluctantly admitting that the national teacher still paid some attention to him.

If the national teacher was just a courtier, he might still care about treating him as a pervert, but now that he has worshiped himself as a teacher, there is nothing wrong with the apprentice caring about the master.

"The lover has a heart." Lang Zi praised, and sitting in front of the desk, took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth, saying, "How do you want to celebrate my birthday?"

Unexpectedly, the national teacher put away the desk the next moment, and said calmly: "Your Highness, it's time to practice swords."

"?"

The national teacher's face was calm, but there was a strange resentment in his tone: "My chest is flat, Your Highness should wait for Miss Qi Lan to celebrate her birthday together."

Lang Zi choked on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and coughed several times.

He didn't dare to pick up the words, he was afraid that the national teacher would pretend to be the little daughter-in-law again and again, this person is a great showman, he dares to say anything and anyone dares to act, maybe he will get sick.

So Lang Zi stood up and patted his robe, "Okay, wait until I finish eating this sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Before the words finished, the osmanthus cake was snatched back by the national teacher.

"Let Qi Lan do it for you, it's time for us to practice swords."

Lang Zi stared at the empty hands for a long while.

As for being so ruthless?He ate half of it...

National Teacher: "Is Your Highness still practicing? Do you need me to invite Miss Qi Lan?"

Lang Zi had goose bumps all over his body for no reason.

"Practice, practice, why don't you say anything about Qi Lan..."

The tone is still so terrible.

"Miss Qi Lan is deeply in the favor of His Highness, and in a few days, I will be called a teacher's wife. It is my fate, and the master who has just worshiped will forget about me."

"..."

Lang Zi didn't dare to say any more, and walked to the open place honestly, putting on a gesture of respectfully asking for advice.

The national teacher probably lacks love, so he competes with the imaginary future teacher's wife for favor.Lang Zi couldn't help thinking while watching the national teacher's rehearsal.If I had known it would be such a troublesome thing, I might as well have agreed to learn from Master Chu during the day. Although Master Chu is a bit stupid, at least he would not let him have the illusion that he is a cheating cheater.

"Your Highness, please concentrate."

"okay."

The first sword lesson only lasted for more than an hour, but Lang Zi felt exhausted physically and mentally as if he had followed a circle of battlefields.

Not to mention that the subtle attitude of the national teacher requires him to be careful all the time, even the sky is not beautiful, and then it started to rain.

Although relying on the enchantment supported by the master's technique, Lang Zi didn't get wet, but he was still invaded by the cold and sneezing continuously.

Fortunately, he has a very high understanding of the way of swordsmanship, and he learned the first step of "Nine Suns Sword Art" in just one night, and he can already faintly feel the spiritual energy.

On the second day, Emperor Yu held an afternoon banquet to celebrate the prince's birthday.Lang Zi couldn't bear to reject her offer, and was afraid that she would be worried, so he had to pretend that nothing happened to him and went to the banquet.

It was only at the banquet that he found out that all the confidential ministers of Emperor Yu's confidantes had come, and he immediately regretted it.

As is the custom in Da Yu, unless it is a time of war or turmoil, the crown prince can only participate in political affairs when he is an adult. Therefore, the Yu emperor attaches great importance to Lang Zi's birthday, and he has drawn up more than a dozen names.

"I think it's very good to help the people." At the table, the Taifu said.

"The minister thought that the prosperity of the country is better, which symbolizes the greater power of our country." The prime minister seemed to be drunk, stood up and imitated the dancer, and held up a half-spilled wine glass impassionedly: "Dayu Yongchang! The emperor's youth will last forever!"

Yuhuang rubbed his forehead: "Come here, help the prime minister down to rest." Then he turned to Lang Zi beside him, "Which one do you like better?"

Lang Zi took a sip from his wine glass pitifully.

He didn't want to be called Lang Jimin or Lang Guosheng, and he sounded like a veteran cadre in the era of reform and opening up.But Emperor Yu was already considerate of him enough. From ancient times to the present, there is no emperor who bestows letters on his son and consults the opinions of the parties involved.

"The queen mother decides." Lang Zi said.Left and right are just a sign, it was important to the ancients, and it was just like that to him, if you don't like it, you just don't want people to call it.

Yu Huang sighed, threw the scroll in his hand, and said with a headache: "But I feel that none of them are worthy of my Zi'er."

Yes, choice obsessive-compulsive disorder is inherited from mother to child.Lang Zi silently shook his head.

"How about giving the emperor the word 'ebony'?" He looked at the small ebony table in front of him, whimsical.

In this world, people in China and the West often name their children famous people. What Lang Zi admires most now is the ebony Taoist ancestor who cut the emperor with a sword. Yes.

Yu Huang has not yet answered, and the internal officials have reported that the boy from the Star Watching Hall had an audience, saying that the Star Watching Hall had divination for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and had obtained two characters, which had been engraved on a jade tablet, please present it to the lord.

Yu Huang glanced at the jade tablet, then put it upside down on the table, and asked lightly, "Is it divination by the national teacher?"

The boy bowed his head: "The national teacher has already retreated, this is what Immortal Master Qin Yuan predicted. It is strange to say that not only Immortal Master Qin Yuan, but also the other three immortal masters also got these two words after divination."

Yu Huang waved his hand to let him back down, then closed his eyes and kept rubbing his forehead, as if his headache was getting worse.

Lang Zi was very curious, and while his mother was not paying attention, he quietly opened the jade tablet.

Then, I didn't understand.

I can recognize strokes and strokes, but I can't recognize them together.

Lang Zi pursed his lips. From ancient times to the present, these magical sticks are the most particular. They are just writing a character. Do you have to use seal script?

Seeing that Emperor Yu was about to open his eyes, he quickly turned the jade tablet back, but he didn't want to, and was caught by Emperor Yu.

"Let you idle around and not think about reading." Yuhuang knew from his appearance that he didn't understand, and said with a smile, "The writing is 'ebony', as you wish."

Lang Zi was overjoyed.

The prince's name was announced to the world that day, and at the same time, the prince's will to participate in politics was announced.

Within half a day, the Prince's bedroom was packed full of congratulatory gifts.These congratulatory gifts were sent by the ministers, as well as the wishes of the common people to bring them into the palace, and even gifts from the Yaozu and Xiuxian sects.

"Your Majesty is so handsome, this is much more than what you received on your Majesty's birthday." The maids sighed.

Just after the dinner party, Lang Zi endured it for a whole day, and now he was able to lie on the soft bed and have a quiet meeting. He asked Huaiju and Xiangzhu to count, and he wrapped himself in a blanket and obediently let Qi Lan and Qiongmei take care of him.

"Did the national teacher give you a gift?" Lang Zi poked his head out of the blanket and asked, sniffing his nose.

"No way..." Huaiju held the gift list and searched carefully. The gift list is sorted according to the value of the gift. She turned through three or four pages and couldn't find it. The teacher's name was mixed among the people, "I found it, the national teacher's congratulatory gift, a box of autumn cakes."

Xiangzhu laughed when he heard the words: "The national teacher's actions are really unconventional."

Lang Zi sniffed again, "I'm hungry, I want to eat autumn pancakes."

Everyone turned to look at him.

"Your Highness," Qiong Mei was shocked, "You just ate half a roast leg of lamb at the dinner party, are you still hungry?"

Lang Zi: "..."

"I'm still growing, so of course I'm hungry." Lang Zi said with a blushing face.

"Then I'll let the small kitchen do it?"

"I'm too hungry when I'm done."

"...Then I'll look for a gift from the national teacher?"

"good."

The maid rummaged through the congratulatory gifts, while Lang Zi lay down on the bed with a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

In the afternoon, the national teacher sent a letter, saying that he needed to retreat for many days, and presented this sword formula and the method of enlightenment to let him practice on his own. There was no frivolity in the words, and he was very cold. Lang Zi thought that he had provoked him again.

However, he was considered filial, and finally sent a congratulatory gift.Lang Zi nodded, rounding it up, as if he was apologizing for the half piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Thinking of this, Lang Zi looked forward to it.

I don't know if it was the autumn cake that he saw last night. This was the first time he received a cake. Although the taste must be different, it was still the disciple's filial piety.

Lang Zi couldn't see his expression, he didn't know that he had already frowned with a smile.

Years are like water.

In a blink of an eye, Lang Zi has been involved in political discussions for several months.

When the first heavy snow falls in the capital, the New Year will also come.

The national teacher is still in retreat, but Lang Zi has no time to take care of this unfilial disciple.

Emperor Yu is ill.

King Feng of Western Chu took the opportunity to raise the flag of rebellion when he learned about it. In addition, the snowstorm in South Vietnam froze countless people to death, causing anxiety inside and outside the court.

"The top priority is to end the rebellion in Western Chu." In Tianlu Hall, the prime minister was frowning. "The treasury has enough money, and we can dispatch South Vietnam to help the disaster at any time. But once the king of Western Chu has a firm foothold, it may be difficult to calm down in the future."

Sitting behind the table, Emperor Yu's face was as pale as paper, and his brows were tightly furrowed: "According to the Prime Minister's wishes, who is the most important person to calm down the military chaos?"

"This..." the prime minister sighed, "Forgive me, since your majesty took the throne, most of the administrative orders have been to encourage business and industry. Of course, because of your majesty's wisdom, Haiyan, rivers are clear, and the people are rich. But there are dozens of people in Dayu There has been no war in the past year, and the army assembled by the king of Western Chu is said to be [-], and there are nearly a thousand of them who are quasi-immortal masters with foundation building strength.

Lang Zi added a blanket to Emperor Yu, and was serving her with hot tea. Hearing this, he raised his head: "I, Da Yu, the Yaozu and the Immortal School have repaired, can't I ask the immortal masters for help?"

The prime minister was helpless: "Many years ago, the immortal masters of the Taoist sect made a covenant, and all immortal masters above the Taoist realm were not allowed to participate in the government affairs and military affairs of the world. It is okay to ask the immortal masters to help disasters, but it is absolutely impossible to participate in calming chaos."

"Is it okay to ask in private?"

"No, if Daomen finds out, I'm afraid it will bring disaster to all the immortal masters."

"Then how did Chu Xiaoji assemble the Foundation Establishment Army?"

Mentioning this matter, the prime minister's brow creases a few more times, "The predecessor of the Western Chu fief was the Western Chu State, and those who built the foundation were all former Western Chu nobles. The king of Chu responded as soon as he ascended the throne. They didn't Entering the Tao, you are not considered an immortal master, and you are not bound by Taoism."

Lang Zi vaguely heard this from the national teacher.

A mortal can only be considered a formal monk after leading the way into his heart. Before that, there are two realms of marrow washing and foundation building.Even without Daogen, as long as there are methods and resources, even a fool can build a foundation.

"Then... shall we also summon the Foundation Establishment Army?" Lang Zi suggested.

The prime minister shook his head: "No, it's too late. Western Chu has been quiet for decades and only gathered thousands of people. Even if I have a vast territory and far surpasses Western Chu, it is absolutely impossible to gather an army in just a few years."

Yu Huang sneered, "Prime Minister can't be left or right, but I have a way."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"My imperial conquest is for me. If I go in person, I can gather capable people from all over the world and at the same time instigate a rebellion against the Western Chu army before the battle. I want to see if they want to live a hard life with that idiot, or Follow me to enjoy wealth and honor."

"No!" The prime minister was terrified, and Lang Zi was even more startled, objecting with one voice.

"Your Majesty is seriously ill, how can you go to the battlefield?!"

Yu Huang disdained: "What's the point of a little cold? Even if I really die, there is still a crown prince who can succeed me."

Yuhuang and the prime minister refused to give in, and they quarreled a few words, but neither of them could persuade the other.

Lang Zi was used to this scene, so he quietly waited until Emperor Yu was tired of scolding, before he said, "How about I go instead of Emperor Mother?"

The prime minister's eyes lit up.

Yu Huang's face was gloomy, and he pushed the memorial on the table, and said angrily: "Have you forgotten what happened at the Xiyue Grand Ceremony? The sharp arrows transformed by the fire phoenix's true feathers are their secret tricks! If you have an accident, I will But I don’t have the strength to give you a younger brother or sister, and there is no successor to the throne, so it’s exactly what Chu Xiaoji wanted.”

Lang Zi rubbed his nose, hesitated and whispered a few words in Emperor Yu's ear.

A few days ago, he entered the Dao according to the method given by the national teacher. Although he didn't attract the thunder for some reason, the Dao in Dantian Yufu was not an illusion. Even if he went into battle, no one could hurt him.

"Well, my son has become a monk, but no one in the Taoist sect knows about it. Even if they know, so what, my son has never seen the covenant. It was you who told me that you should not act blindly in everything." Lang Zi finally said.

Emperor Yu was thoughtful.

"Zi'er and the prime minister should go back first, and I will think about it later."

Lang Zi and the prime minister were ordered to step down.

Cheng seemed to want to find out what the crown prince had said to Emperor Yu, which made the always stubborn Emperor Yu let go, but probably out of consideration for Tian's family's privacy, he hesitated to speak for a while, and finally did not ask.

Lang Zi patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, the Queen Mother will agree."

After he finished speaking, he went back to the palace first.

Chu Xiaoji, the king of Western Chu, his grandfather was the former king of Western Chu who surrendered to Yu, he was lazy and stupid.After reading the secret file in his hand, Lang Zi still felt that this person didn't look like a master who could start a rebellion.

But in the game, Xichu successfully seized one side of the country.It was precisely because of the personal conquest of Yujia that he was injured at the root, and his physical strength was exhausted. In the end, it was difficult to deal with the rebellion in the capital, and he passed away.

Lang Zi tapped the table lightly with his fingers.

In any case, with him now, he is determined not to allow anyone to hurt Emperor Yu.

Lang Zi thought for a while, and wrote a warrant to the Temple of Stars.

It is estimated that Emperor Yu is about to pass the decree, and he has to take the national teacher away.Even if the national teacher is his apprentice now, and it is impossible to rebel, he will not allow it to happen.

Even if the national teacher retreats, he must be carried away!Don't say that the prince can't command the immortal master, but he is his apprentice, who dared to disobey the master's order?

Lang Zi was worried if he didn't put it under his nose.

The author has something to say:

National Teacher: I decided to be petty.I read a book from another world, it said that only women who can act like a baby are favored.

Lang Zi: But you are a man.

National Teacher: A minister can become a woman.

Lang Zi: Then can you become a 36D beautiful girl?

National Teacher: Yes.

Lang Zi: Change quickly!If I change, I will follow you!

National Division:. (*￣v￣*).But there is Ding Ding oh.

Lang Zi: ………………………… Get lost!

Little angels!