"It's him!"

"Hey, this kid can still write poetry?"

The two stared at each other with big eyes, and they burst out the same sentence in unison.

"He's blind, isn't he?"

……

Zhou Lang had already returned to the Linping County Palace, which was in the corner of the eastern side of the imperial city.

Along the way, he asked from Xiao Shunzi about the daily situation of many county kings' mansions.

Since my father escaped into the back mountains to retreat and monastic.

Everything in the county king's mansion has always been the mother concubine.

And his father only has the concubine of his mother.

It's a pity that after the mother died of illness ten years ago, everything in the county king's mansion was handed over to the current manager.

The current manager was originally called Zhou Xiaofu, a scholar who grew up with his father.

is like Zhou Xiaoshun's current identity.

However, since he became the head of the county palace, he has become Zhou Fu.

All the accounts of the county king's mansion for so many years, as well as the purchase of materials.

It's all in the hands of the head of Daifuku.

There are only more than 30 servants in the county king's mansion plus the guards, and no one dares to say a word to this great fortune manager.

In addition, the son of the world was young and cowardly, and never cared about the things of the house.

The county king's mansion is the head of Daifuku, and one person has the final say.

Return to the county king's mansion and go through the gate.

It looks quite spacious, but the courtyard of the county king's mansion is oldly decorated.

Zhou Lang didn't want to cause trouble tonight.

Under the watchful eyes of the guards, he went directly into the inner house and returned to his living courtyard.

Rest after a casual snack.

Lying on the bed, I recalled the intimate scene with Jiang Lier.

Lao Tzu is finally not the first brother!

After being tired for a long time, Zhou Lang finally closed his eyes and fell asleep satisfied......

But he didn't expect that this poem written in the Qingye Pavilion broke the array.

Overnight, it spread almost throughout the Imperial City!

The next day, it was still dawn.

Zhou Lang was still asleep, and there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the main courtyard.

"Shizi, wake up!"

"There is a Taoist chief from the back house waiting in the courtyard."

With a clatter, the door was pushed open.

Xiao Shunzi nervously came to the bed.

"Who's out there to wake me up so early?"

Zhou Lang opened his eyes in a daze.

Glancing at the window, it was still pitch black outside.

"Shizi, there is a Taoist chief in the courtyard."

"It looks like it's from the back house."

"Small guess, he should be sent by His Royal Highness the County King."

"Let's go meet you."

Zhou Xiaoshun took the robe and hurriedly helped Zhou Lang put it on.

"The Taoist ...... from the back house"

Zhou Lang reacted immediately.

The Taoist who came from the back house must be the cheap daddy's subordinate.

He heard Zhou Xiaoshun say that Zhou Lang was just one year old when he was born.

The cheap old man suddenly announced that he would retreat into the mountains and devote himself to cultivating the Tao and alchemy.

After entering the back house with a few little Taoist boys, he never came out again.

The materials needed are only for his subordinate Taoist priests to come out every month to give a list.

The head of the county king's mansion can help make up for it.

The stupid son of the previous life, but he has never seen the father of the back house.

After putting on his robe, Zhou Lang hurriedly walked out of the gate and came to the main courtyard.

I saw the lakeside pavilion not far away.

Sitting is the back of a Taoist priest wearing a wooden crown and an ordinary Taoist robe.

There are also quite a few patches on the robes.

In the Taoist priest's hand, he also held an old whisk.

Zhou Lang hurriedly walked into the pavilion and stood in front of the Taoist priest.

looked curiously at this Taoist priest with a long beard on his face and a face that he couldn't see clearly.

This is a Taoist leader in his thirties, meditating with his eyes closed and his knees crossed.

It wasn't until Zhou Lang got closer that he slowly opened his eyes.

"Lang'er, you ...... You've finally grown up. ”

"With the flick of a finger, Poor Dao hasn't seen you for sixteen years."

"Yesterday, you went to the Gu Mansion to propose, it must not have gone well, right?"

The Dao Leader stood up and looked at Zhou Lang's body carefully.

"You ......"

"You are my father?"

Zhou Lang looked at him in surprise and quickly fell to his knees.

"Idiot, the poor road has cut off the red dust and doesn't ask about the world."

"The Dharma name is Epiphany, and in the future, you can call the Poor Dao Epiphany Dao Chief,"

"Poor Dao has been concentrating on cultivation for sixteen years, and you are the only concern of Poor Dao in the world."

"During the retreat for a few days, I asked the apprentice to send you the Gu family's fixed relatives back then."

The Epiphany Daoist stretched out his hand and helped Zhou Lang up with a smile.

"Father, the Gu family doesn't give you face at all."

"Gu Siwen smashed the token."

"Children can't get married......"

Zhou Lang replied with his head down.

"The marriage contract of the Gu family, Poor Dao has never taken it to heart."

"Since Gu Siwen refuses, let him go......"

"That's not a good thing for you."

"Poor Dao came to see you this time, and I want to take you to the back mountain to cultivate the Dao."

"Stay away from the troubles of this world, I don't know if you would like to?"

The Epiphany Daoist asked with a smile.

"What...... My father wants me to go to the Tao as well? ”

Zhou Lang looked at him in surprise.

This long path of cultivation has cultivated a nervous disorder, right?

How can there be a reason to take his son to become a monk together......

"If you don't want to, you can't be reluctant."

"You're just an adult, after all."

"But you have to remember that being born into royalty is not necessarily a good thing."

"If you see the world's strife clearly, you may be able to save one of your lives."

The Epiphany Dao Leader reminded.

"Father, the child never wants to get involved in government disputes."

"I just want to live my life in peace."

"Rest assured, father."

Zhou Lang understood what he meant.

This is the cheap daddy warning him to live safely.

Don't think about anything else.

The current Great Zhou Dynasty does not seem to be as peaceful as imagined.

"Lang'er, since you said so."

"Then this county king's mansion will be handed over to you in the future."

"This is the seal of the king of the county......"

"But the title of the county king, the poor road can't be handed over to you now."

"It's the rule of royalty."

The Epiphany Daoist stretched out his hand and handed over a seal in his sleeve to Zhou Lang's hand.

turned around and left directly......

"Lang'er, remember the words of the poor road."

"It's all up to you in the future, and Poor Dao can't help you more."

"As long as you are not contaminated with the crime of treason, you can go to the back house at any time to find a poor way."

"Follow the poor path and let go of everything to practice with peace of mind, and you will be safe."

The voice of the Epiphany Daoist came from afar.

"Understood, father."

Zhou Lang replied, having already understood the meaning of Cheap Dad's words.

As the Great Zhou royal family, there are actually many crises!

Dad arranged for him to ask for marriage, but it was just an agreement back then.

didn't expect Gu Shangshu to agree to the marriage at all.

Instead, he wanted to take his son and escape into the back mountains to escape from the world......

Looking at the four-clawed dragon-shaped seal in his hand.

Dad has completely handed over the county king's mansion into his own hands, but he is in love with the world.

Let him toss as he pleases.

Well, with the seal of the county king, Zhou Lang can just go to the front yard to check.

What is the current situation in the county king's mansion?

"Xiao Shunzi, prepare breakfast for me."

Zhou Lang shouted loudly.

"Yes."

Zhou Xiaoshun hurriedly ran to the kitchen......

After eating breakfast, Zhou Lang took Zhou Xiaoshun to the wing room in the front yard first.

Standing at the door of the wing, listening to the thunderous snoring inside.