Bandits raising buns

Zhao Chuang stood in front of the mirror. No matter how he looked at the man in the mirror, he looked imposing and domineering. No matter how he looked, he didn't look like a girl who gave birth to a child. So what his little guy said just now... It really is an illusion...

"Mr. Zhuge, what do you think of me?" Zhao Chuang straightened his back and asked the man beside him.The man in a green shirt, with a feather fan in his hand, exuding a bookish air, is Zhuge Long, the descendant of the Zhuge family in Nanyang.

Zhuge's family is full of literature and ink, and their character is also amazing and talented. They have assisted several kings.Zhuge Long has two identities, one is Chuang Wangjun's military adviser, and the other is Zhao Rui's teacher.Zhao Chuang hated scholars the most, but as the only scholar who was reused by King Chuang, Zhuge Long was an exception.

If those generals heard Zhao Chuang's questioning, they would have pulled their throats and said, "You are so upright, you are so upright. When the children cry at night, they always mention your name, and the crying stops immediately."

But Zhuge Long said: "My lord, you are full of heaven, with a rosy complexion and a burly figure. You should be... the appearance of a real dragon."

Zhao Chuang was a little elated when he heard it, but he still looked at Zhuge Long with a straight face.

Zhuge Long looked sincere: "If you don't believe me, you might as well ask Master Linhui."

There is a thousand-year-old temple outside the city of Youzhou called "Haoran Temple". In Haoran Temple came an old monk with the name of "Linhui".

Zhao Chuang also heard the old monk's reputation, and suddenly felt a little ready to move, turned around and went into the room to change clothes.

Standing in the hall, Zhuge Long watched a little boy slowly climb up the stairs.Zhao Rui was wearing a goose-yellow jacket today, with a round cap on his head, revealing a small red face, and his whole body was a small ball.The little guy put his hands behind his back, looked up at Zhuge Long, and said old-fashionedly: "Mr. Zhuge, you are fooling my father again."

"The lord is wise and powerful, how can he be fooled by the lord?" Zhuge Long bowed to the little boy who was as high as his thigh.

"Mr. Zhuge, what do you think will happen if I tell Daddy, you told me that I am Daddy who popped out of his stomach?"

"Oh, then I didn't fool the lord, but fooled you, Your Highness." Zhuge Long said.

The little boy opened his mouth, and just as he was about to speak, a gust of wind blew out from the back room.Zhao Chuang was wearing a yellow robe trimmed with gold, and his whole body suddenly... full of rustic.

"My lord, when you put on this dress, you look even more domineering, like a real dragon, and passers-by are in awe of you!" Zhuge Long said sincerely.

Zhao Rui: "..."

After hearing Zhuge Long's words, Zhao Chuang became even more excited. He directly lifted the boy up, carried him on his neck, took a horse, and galloped away to Haoran Temple.

"Baby Rui, Daddy will take you to Haoran Temple to burn incense and see when you can find a daughter-in-law for Daddy!"

Xiaotong calculated his own age and the age at which he could marry a wife, and there was still a round difference between them, but seeing the happy father, he could only swallow his words, and hugged the neck of the person under him resignedly.

When Zhao Chuang arrived at Haoran Temple with his son, Master Linhui was standing at the door, wearing a loose cassock, holding a bowl in his hand, facing Zhao Chuanglai's direction.

Zhao Chuang got off the horse with his son in his arms, walked around the monk twice, and asked, "Are you Linhui?"

The old monk nodded: "The poor monk's dharma name is 'Linhui'."

Zhao Chuang pushed his son to the front: "Look at my son's appearance."

The old monk looked at Zhao Rui: "The state of a young dragon."

The son is a young dragon, so isn't Lao Tzu the real dragon son of heaven?Zhao Chuang was overjoyed immediately, and put his head in the past: "Master Linhui, I heard from my mother that when I was born, purple air came from the east, and a red light rose into the sky. Later, I dreamed of holding a real dragon in my arms, but This is all in the past, I definitely don't mean to boast, you show me my face, do you want to be the emperor?"

The old monk looked at it seriously.Zhao Chuang's face is really scary, and it is rare for anyone to look at him for a moment.The old monk actually watched for a quarter of an hour, and then sighed faintly.

"The bright pearl is covered with dust, and it will surely soar into the sky in the future." The old monk said.

The little boy was sitting on the steps beside him, looking at the face of the old monk, the face of Mr. Zhuge appeared in his mind, so, these two people colluded to fool Daddy?

Zhao Chuang was overjoyed, and couldn't help but want to confirm: "As expected of a master, this is all telling the truth! I still want to ask, where did you rush to?"

"On the side of the dragon chair, the mother looks like the world." After the old monk finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared.

The side of the dragon chair!

Mother's world!

"Fuck your mother's monk, I'm a man, my mother is a fart!" A roar suddenly erupted in front of Haoran Temple.

On the second day, when Zhao Chuang surrounded Haoran Temple with his army, Master Linhui had already left Haoran Temple and traveled around the world.

These are things for later.Let's talk about now, Zhao Chuang went crazy for a while after listening to the old monk's words, and then walked up to Zhao Rui shyly, poked that chubby little face, and muttered in his mouth: "Urgency is like a law, The old monk didn't say anything just now, Baby Rui didn't hear anything, didn't hear anything."

The little guy looked at his father chanting the self-created spell in front of him with disdain, and after he finished chanting, he said seriously: "Daddy, I won't tell anyone else about Master Linhui's words."

Zhao Chuang snorted twice, then sat down beside Zhao Rui, and sighed, "Baby Rui, why do you think monks like to talk nonsense so much now? Sure enough, the atmosphere is getting worse and worse. If you are the emperor, you must rectify it."

The little guy turned to look at Zhao Chuang.Zhao Chuang suddenly felt a little guilty, and went down the mountain with his baby Rui in his arms.When going up the mountain, it is high-spirited, but when it goes down the mountain, it is dejected.Zhao Chuang only felt that the air pressure was in his heart, which was very unlucky, so he didn't rush into the palace immediately, but took Zhao Rui to the street.

"Baby Rui, this is your favorite cotton candy!"

"Baby Rui, this is your favorite noodle cake!"

"Baby Rui, this is your favorite snake fruit!"

The little guy straddled a basket in his hand, and Zhao Chuang threw something delicious into the basket when he saw it. Of course, he didn't give money!When the merchants saw Zhao Chuang's evil face, they all thought they were unlucky and dared not say a word.

The little guy looked at the increasingly full basket with a dark face. He never liked to eat these snacks, but his father would eat them when he was angry!

When the basket could no longer hold anything, Zhao Chuang was finally satisfied. As soon as he walked to the gate of Prince Chuang's mansion, he saw Zhuge Long in a blue shirt standing at the door.

Zhao Chuang glared at Zhuge Long angrily, thinking about how to skin Zhuge Long.

"My lord, news came from the capital just now that all 140 or eight members of Wang Xiang's family were arrested by the regent. Do you know that the regent is the original Fourth Highness, Duan Wang Li Ci." Zhuge Long's expression suddenly became a little ambiguous. , specifically emphasizing the latter name.

Zhao Chuang threw the basket in his hand towards Zhuge Long's face.