CHAPTER XIX
And facing Qianzhao's eyes, Zhuang Li suddenly thought: Yes! How did she forget the big thing, they came back in time, and they couldn't go home!
And the person in front of him is the prince, he is the prince, so maybe he can really help himself...... Thinking about it, she looked at Dongfang Yu, and her eyes were full of eagerness.
Only Dongfang Yu listened to Qian Zhao's incomprehensible words, and greeted Zhuang Li's eager expression, and replied a little strangely: "Can't go home?" If that's the case, then tell me where you live, and I'll send someone to find it right now. ”
"No, no, no! It's not like that,"
Seeing that Dongfang Yu spoke so lightly, Zhuang Li hurriedly explained to him: "Our situation is a bit special, and we will definitely not be able to find it just by relying on you to send someone to find it!" And now, there is a person in this Nanqi city who may be able to help us, but unfortunately, this person's identity is special, and we can't reach it at all. However, if it were you, it would be different! ”
After listening to Zhuang Li's words, Dongfang Yu's eyes were even more confused, but he didn't study it carefully, and continued to ask: "Then who can help you?" ”
Zhuang Li and Qian Zhao glanced at each other, and said at the same time: "It's your Nan Dao's national teacher - Gongyu Lijin!" ”
"National teacher?"
Listening to their words, Dongfang Yu's brows furrowed, his eyes were slightly calm, and he slowly lowered his head and did not speak.
Seeing Dongfang Yu's slightly embarrassed appearance, Zhuang Li and the others were a little puzzled: Isn't he the prince of Nan Yi Kingdom, why did they just say that they wanted a national teacher to help them, his expression was so entangled, he was really a little unbearable, Zhuang Li opened his mouth and asked: "Your Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, I don't know if our request is a bit excessive?" It seems to be difficult to look at your expression! ”
After listening to her question, Dongfang Yu slowly raised his head to look at them, and said to them with some helplessness in his tone: "Actually, I won't tell you anything, about this national teacher Gongyu Lijin, his own personality is a little weird, don't say that you want to ask him to do something!" Even I, since he came to the Imperial City, have not been able to say a word. ”
What the!
Zhuang Li and Qianzhao were shocked!
Isn't Dongfang Yu the emperor's favorite son, why is this bullshit national teacher shelf so big!
Even he, the noble prince of the Southern Kingdom, dared not to talk to him!
What kind of weird person is it, with doubts, Qian Zhao frowned and asked, "I take the liberty of asking, is this national teacher really so difficult to contact?" Where did he come from, and why do your people worship him as a saint? ”
With Qian Zhao's question, Zhuang Li nodded and cast an inquiring glance at Dongfang Yu.
"This ......"
Facing the questioning of the two, Dongfang Yu turned his head and thought for a while, and then said truthfully to them: "Actually, I don't know much about the matter of the national teacher, I only know that he came back with his father who went to the border three years ago. It seems that it is a strange person that my father met outside the Saiwai. After arriving in the Southern Kingdom, the national teacher rarely had contact with people! Except for his father, he hardly talks to anyone! However, in addition to his strange personality and mysterious past, he is not only as good as a fairy, but also talented and possessed strange skills. In the three years since he came here, he has predicted two national disasters for Nan Yi every year, and each time he has predicted extremely accurately! I think maybe it's because of these that he has become a saint in the hearts of the Chinese people! ”
I...... After listening to Dongfang Yu's narration, Zhuang Li and Qianzhao felt even more curious about this strange national teacher!
What kind of person is Gongyu Lijin, what kind of magic does he have, and he can perceive natural disasters within three years**, so that the people of the country have set him a "saint" in their hearts
concept.
Moreover, just like Zhuang Li and Qian Zhao saw him on the street before, although he looks amazing, his style of action is cold and cruel!
He doesn't look like a saint at all, but like a little devil who doesn't like words.
Saints, demons, and just as Zhuang Li was pondering the so-called national teacher in his heart, a clear male voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
"Brother Huang! Seven Emperor Brothers! Are you there, Brother Seven?"