The next day, Zhang Qinghe got up early in the morning.

I went to the morning class normally, and I didn't dare to warp.

The preacher was again engaged in a stroke of contemplative thought, which made him drowsy, but on the surface he still nodded his head and concentrated.

This one-of-a-kind master has a good impression of him, and a good student is always favored everywhere.

Zhang Qinghe is a model of one set in front of him and one set behind his back.

Give him, the biggest rebel leader in the future, all these things that he has and don't have, and put this for fun?

He understood that there is no such thing as Confucianism in this world, although there is a way of virtue and gentleman in Chang'an School, but the fundamental core is not "people" and "etiquette" at all, but the so-called "heaven".

Some of Zi Buyu's things have been talked about when they reach the Zhongtian Great Realm, isn't this the opposite.

And the subsequent practice theory and Q&A were even more useless to him, and after surviving a class, Zhang Qinghe slowly walked out of the real courtyard.

He found the steward of the handyman and solemnly handed him a prayer note.

He has always had a good attitude towards ordinary people, and his attitude towards miscellaneous servants is even better.

Not only good, but also a little scary.

It's a little bit of a miscellaneous phobia.

This worship post is sent to the Demon King's Mansion, to be a person and do things, no matter what, you have to have a charter.

After he finished sending the prayer post and waited for tomorrow, he went up to the Rising Peak......

The spring of Tahoe was just right, and he had no leisure for the past two days, but now he could have a good rest.

Until he saw Li Shaobai.

It's still the table, and the peach blossoms are drunk with the familiar aroma of wine, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard have been sparse recently, but it does not hinder the chic and hearty artistic conception of the white-clothed master.

If this is not his home, so much the better.

"You're going to visit the Demon King's Mansion?"

Zhang Qinghe was about to speak, but Li Shaobai had already lightly explained his intentions.

"Yes. ”

Zhang Qinghe didn't know how to respond, so he stepped forward and sat on another futon at random.

He gradually stopped being polite to Li Shaobai, and Li Shaobai gradually stopped treating him as a serious student, and the two gradually felt like friends.

It's just that for the time being, Li Shaobai is blindly acting as an exporter of emotions.

As always, there was a jade cup on the table that had already been prepared for Zhang Qinghe, and he twisted it up and took a sip.

"When?"

"Thinking is as early as possible. ”

"Don't say it so vaguely!" Li Shaobai frowned, and Zhang Qinghe found that he was still a little dignified when his tone was heavy.

"I sent someone to deliver the prayer post, it's tomorrow. ”

"Nacheng, I'll go with you tomorrow. Li Shaobai shook his body, as if talking about inconsequential trivial matters.

"...... this?"

"You're still young, and it's normal for you not to understand the etiquette law. But you're a smart head, and if you think about it carefully, which descendant visits the elders and the adults of your own family are not present?

Even if you take advantage of it, won't you have to be troubled by the master's family?"

Zhang Qinghe's heart warmed, but at the same time he was a little afraid.

He has never been taught these since he was a child, and he has no awareness of this gear after crossing, if he rushes over tomorrow with a swagger and a stunned head, I am afraid that he will inevitably suffer hardship.

"But in terms of seniority...... The Demon King is my uncle, and my weight is still a little bit worse......"

Zhang Qinghe was a little surprised, and Li Shaobai ...... It's also royalty?

Compared with the purple-robed bastard I saw that day, why didn't he have the nobility and majesty of the royal family at all......

Moreover, there have always been few Li family involvement in the high-level of Chang'an School, this is a secret rule, why did Li Shaobai still be born as a sub-sage?

"What do you kid think, why are you so badly beaten?"

Li Shaobai casually patted Zhang Qinghe's head.

"It's just that I didn't expect Mr. to be a royalty. ”

"Smack" again.

"What are you doing, sir?!"

"What if I shoot twice? You kid miserably pit me in the mission hall yesterday, and the more I think about it, the more angry I become. ”

Li Shaobai drank a large sip of wine indignantly.

What I think in my heart is that it feels pretty good.

"Mr. just said that he is a generation behind, so is it okay for Mr. to come forward?" Zhang Qinghe was a little curious, the royal family is not the most important rule.

"The seniority is not enough, and the affection is to make up...... This line of my family has a lot of roots with them, and it has been naturally close to them for thousands of years. It stands to reason...... You should have been very close, but that happened......"

Li Shaobai meant something.

"And when I have cultivated, the amount is naturally enough. ”

There was something he didn't say explicitly.

If the affection is still not enough, then make up with your fists......

"Origins?"

"It's a bit secretive, and it's not something you can't talk about. Li Shaobai said very casually.

"Their family is the descendants of Prince Yin, and Prince Yin and my great-ancestor have a similar physique, and they are naturally attracted to each other, so the two veins are still close. ”

"My vein has always been single, so the two veins are close, that is, I am close to them!"

Zhang Qinghe recalled the sense of familiarity that Li Qingluo and Li Ping'an gave him, and Li Ping'an bet on himself when they met, Li Shaobai had always taken good care of himself, and he subconsciously wanted to save Li Qingluo for some reason......

"Prince Hide...... Isn't it a Taoist tire?!"

Zhang Qinghe was surprised, he had heard this name before when he was still in Wang Zhixin's place, and he was said to be the Grandmaster of the Fu Array.

"yes. ”

Li Shaobai smiled.

"But the founding of the Tang Dynasty is obviously three Taoist tires!" Zhang Qinghe spoke quickly.

"One is me, one is Prince Yin, and the other is ——!"

"That's right, the first generation of Holy Master is my family's ancestor. Li Shaobai squinted.

"The Holy Master's surname is Li?"

"No...... Grandmother Xuan's surname is Li, otherwise why did Shou Yongzi build Xiantang with the Li family, instead of the Liu family and the Zhang family?"

Good fellow, what does this mean? It shows that Shou Yongzi is a son-in-law......

Sure enough, the sons-in-law are all werewolves.

It makes sense, everything makes sense, why Li Shaobai behaves without taboos with fox friends in Chang'an School, why can he hand the jade pendant to him casually, why is Xu Jianshan anxious and angry with him......

He is the spiritual benchmark of the entire Chang'an Juku! This benchmark looks a little crooked......

If Li Ping'an is the most unmotivated gentleman in Chang'an City, then Li Shaobai is the biggest hidden gentleman in Chang'an School.

It seems that the poems in the poetry and sword are not just fists...... Wen Cai took it, but he still thought about the legacy of his ancestors. As a representative of Chang'an Juku's face, how can you do it without a little culture?

"Really...... I really didn't expect that!"

"I didn't expect it, right, I told the saints not to reveal my identity until the last resort...... Outside, others only call me Li Yasheng, not the Yansheng Marquis of the Immortal Tang Dynasty......."

Elder brother...... What are you hiding your identity for? Just to tease my vanity for this moment?

Zhang Qinghe smiled and looked at Li Shaobai's stunned face......