On the Yunmo Mountain outside the Demon Cave, Li Zhu, the deputy commander of the Qianniu Guards, finally received a letter from Kyoto.

Li Tang's attitude was tougher than Li Zhu thought. He just said: Don't worry about those children of aristocratic families. As a prince, Li Chen is my son after all. Since he is my son, then I will send my close servants there.

, it is just a family matter after all. Since it is a family matter, no one is qualified to point fingers, no matter the temple or the aristocratic family, not even the children of the aristocratic families, so while Li Chen is deep in the Demon Cave, you can find a way to take over Yuanmo Mountain.

Li Zhu was alone and sighed deeply. Despite His Majesty's unyielding words, it was because this matter did not require him to face the children of the aristocratic family directly. If anything happened, he could just blame it on himself and just say that it was

I have my own way of doing things and it has nothing to do with His Majesty.

During these days on the mountain, Li Zhu wanted to understand a lot of things. On the first day up the mountain, after his noble dream was shattered by his grandson Daosheng and Lu Han, he understood that the job in Yunmo Mountain was by no means a fat job. In the aristocratic family and that

In the eyes of the Holy Lord, a mere deputy commander of the Qianniu Guards is nothing. If he dies today because of the incident at Yunmo Mountain, someone will take his place tomorrow, and even be given another surname of Li. Most people will be born with this

The unattainable surname is just a casual charity from them.

Li Zhu understood that he only got a name, but what the man in the palace wanted was his life.

"I should have understood earlier that the master's bones are never so easy to repair." Li Zhu was disheartened.

The next day.

A group of Qianniuwei men held a big cake and a bowl of stew in their hands. They squatted on the ground and gathered in a group with the soldiers, took a sip of vegetable soup, rolled some meat slices into the big cake and stuffed it into their mouths.

The other soldiers on Yuanmo Mountain looked at them in amazement. They were just surprised. During this time, they had heard that the new group was the Qianniu Guards in Kyoto, but they had never been too careful about it, just because the Qianniu Guards despised these people from the bottom of their hearts.

The soldiers of Yuanmo Mountain, but the soldiers of Yuanmo Mountain were thinking in their hearts: We have even seen the Ninth Prince and Young Master Cui, and these reincarnated figures are still sharing the same pot and stove with us, squatting on the ground to roll pancakes and pour steamed buns.

After eating the rice with great enthusiasm, you say that you are some kind of Qianniuwei, and you all cast your eyes to the sky. After all, you are just the servants of the palace. Apart from the different places on duty, what other differences are there with us?

Starting from today, a group of Qianniu Guards also followed the local customs, put aside the pride of Kyoto, and plunged into the fireworks of Yuanmo Mountain.

Half a month later.

A middle-aged scholar came down from Yuanmo Mountain. His long gown had no embellishments, only a long knife on his waist. He climbed up the steps and followed the path through the lush forest that looked like shacks. He saw stars scattered all over the place from a distance.

He walked over to the tent, kicking pebbles under his feet.

He came to a young man who was squatting and chopping firewood, "Excuse me, where does the deputy commander of Qianniu Guard live?"

"You mean Li Zhu, right?" The young man raised his head and glanced at him, pouting not far away, "They are playing chess over there!"

Li Zhu, who was playing chess, was brought into the camp by a middle-aged scholar. He turned around and smiled coldly and sarcastically, "The emperor's deputy commander is actually sitting on this mountain playing chess for fun. Who will believe it?"

Li Zhu lowered his head and did not dare to say a word. He thought that it seemed that the Ninth Prince's incident was indeed too big this time. Even this one went to Jiangnan. It was just that the family tradition of the eldest son's family had always been fierce. How could he come because of one of his disciples?

In the Demon Cave, even the head of the family was alarmed, and he came all the way to Yunmo Mountain?

His thoughts were wandering around, and he just pretended that he had not heard the ridicule of the big man in front of him, until he heard such a sentence.

"Tell me about the Ninth Prince."

Li Zhu then raised his head in slight astonishment, wondering if this person came up to the mountain for the sake of the Ninth Prince? But as the head of a noble family, how could he care about the behavior of a mere Ninth Prince?

Although he was confused, he still lowered his head and considered every word: "The Ninth Prince is a man of heavenly grace. I have been in Kyoto for decades and have never seen a young man with such grace, not even the Second Prince."

When the eldest grandson Shunde heard this, he said impatiently: "Don't talk about the other princes, I just want to ask you, how is the ninth prince's talent for cultivation, and what is his relationship with Daosheng like?"

Only then did Li Zhu feel at ease. Although he was muddle along on Yunmo Mountain now, he still didn't dare to say anything when it came to the prince. It was only because of the identity of the person in front of him that he had to speak, "The Ninth Prince's cultivation talent is excellent.

I often see him and the eldest grandson practicing and exchanging magical powers with each other. The eldest grandson and several other young masters from aristocratic families call the Ninth Prince their elder brothers, and I have seen several young masters perform half-master rituals to the Ninth Prince."

The camp was quiet for a long time. Li Zhu did not dare to raise his head to look at Changsun Shunde's expression. The helpless Qianniu Wei Commander was thinking wildly for a while. He didn't know that his words just now would make Yunmo Mountain, or the court, or even

What kind of changes have occurred in the Holy Dynasty?

"You go out first."

Li Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, exited the tent, turned around and plunged into a noisy chess game with a lot of people. A group of rough people yelled at each other and laughed loudly because of several dirty jokes.

In the camp, Changsun Shunde thought about Li Zhu's few words for a long time.

After that, he lived in Yunmo Mountain for more than a month, just waiting for Li Chen and others to come out of the Demon Cave.


Chapter completed!