Early the next morning.

At the main entrance of the county king's mansion, he swaggered in.

It had been a day since he had escaped from the woods.

Hiding in the media space, he dared to come out after he was sure that he was completely safe.

Stepping into the county king's mansion, he didn't go far when he bumped into Steward Liu, who was in charge of horse feeding.

"Why are you back?" Steward Liu suddenly seemed to have seen a ghost, and trotted up in two steps.

"What's wrong? Could it be that I can't come back yet?"

"No! No!" Steward Liu waved his hand again and again, accusing him, "That's not what the villain meant......

After some explanation by Steward Liu, Huang Wudao finally learned what had happened.

It turned out that after the people of the county king's mansion returned to the mansion yesterday, the chief steward was ordered by the county king to summon the top and bottom stewards of the palace to discuss the assassination.

But Huang Wudao was hiding in the Qiankun Ring at that time, and as the steward of the horse service, he naturally couldn't attend.

Originally, this matter was nothing, and there was a lack of a steward in the palace, saying that it was not small, and it was not big, so naturally no one cared.

It's just that somehow, this matter was known to the little county lord, and the absurd people never returned to the palace until late at night.

At this moment, the little county lord couldn't sit still, and immediately made a big fuss in the mansion, and he had to take people to find it himself.

The county king Yan Yunxiao couldn't resist his daughter, but at the same time, he didn't want the little county lord to go out in the middle of the night to get into danger.

Therefore, he retreated to the next best thing, and sent the royal palace guards to search for people all over the city, and even the city guards were mobilized in the end, and searched outside the city.

I didn't expect this brutal little county lord to be quite affectionate and righteous, and it seems that he will be gentle with her in the future.

Thinking of the arrogant appearance of the little county lord crying, making trouble, and hanging himself in front of the county king, he couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart.

"I heard that the little county lord cried all night last night, and was only coaxed to sleep by Mrs. Zhen Ji this morning-" Steward Liu suddenly whispered mysteriously, "Steward Wang will soar in the future, please bring more villains!"

"Uh......" How did he feel that this was strange, and he didn't know how to respond for a while.

After sending away Steward Liu, he went straight back to the stable courtyard.

Huang Wudao sat cross-legged on the couch, and when he was about to enter the cultivation, an uninvited guest came.

"Brother Dao, come and drink with the old man!"

With laughter, the door was pushed open.

"You old drunkard, I haven't seen you for two days, and you've learned to get jet lag, why did you come here in broad daylight?" said Aramuchi, turning over from the bed, teasing.

"Haha! Is there a day and night for drinking?" the old man smiled heartily, and squeezed himself onto the couch.

"Drinking and making mistakes, drinking and hurting your body, this is for your own good!"

Huang Wudao pursed his lips, glanced at the old man, and suddenly frowned slightly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, why is your complexion so bad? I feel a lot older all of a sudden!"

Compared with before, the old man is much haggard today.

The eye sockets are slightly sunken, the face is depressed, and even the long silver hair has lost its former luster.

"Alas, it's an old guy who is half cut into the ground, so what's the difference between being old and not being old!" the old man sighed lightly and poured two glasses of wine, "Don't talk about this!

"Huh, thank you for drinking with you?" said Aramuchi, laughing.

The old man scolded with a smile: "Could it be that the old man brought wine to your kid to drink, and he still has to thank you?"

As he spoke, he looked serious, arched his hand slightly, and said, "The old man wants to thank you for saving Wanrou's little girl!"

"Wanrou?oh! You're talking about the unruly little county lord!"

Every time, it's the little county lord's call, but I almost forgot her real name.

"The ...... of the Savage Little Princess"

Yan Yunxiao muttered softly, then shook his head and said with a smile: "Although that girl has a stubborn temperament, her nature is not bad, if there is anything offended, please bear with me!"

"It's okay! she's still a child!" Aramudo shrugged his shoulders, "That's right! What kind of errand are you in charge of in the palace? I feel like I'm in a panic all day long! And listening to that tone just now, you are quite familiar with the little county lord!"

He glanced at the old man and said, "You shouldn't be the king of the county, right?"

Huang Wudao has also been in the county king's mansion for so long, and I heard that in addition to the county king, there is also an old prince who has seen the head and the tail of the dragon in the mansion.

And the old man said before that his name was Yan Zaitian, and he happened to have the same surname as the royal family of the Great Jin Kingdom.

As for the identity of the old man, Huang Wudao had already guessed it, but he was too lazy to say it.

"It seems that you kid has never asked the old man, but he has already counted it in his heart!" the old man chuckled, "But the old man is not Yan Yunxiao, his Lao Tzu, but his Lao Tzu!"

"Huh?" Huang Wudao was stunned, his expression was weird, and he said, "So, your great-grandson is in his twenties? No, it should be that he even has a great-grandson." ”

As far as he knows, Yan Yuxuan, the son of the county king, is already twenty-three this year, and he has already married and had children, and the eldest grandson of the county king will make soy sauce.

"The old man is approaching the cane dynasty, what's so strange?"

The year of the Cane Dynasty, that is, eighty years old.

The old man looks young, that is, he is not looking good today, so he can see some clues.

But it is also understandable, after all, it seems that Yan Zaitian was also a martial arts madman when he was young, otherwise he would not have a hidden illness when he was old.

And people who practice martial arts are strong and healthy, and they naturally look much more energetic than ordinary people on the surface, so it's no wonder they look young.

"You live a long life, Lao Tzu lives longer than his son!"

Since the county king's father is gone, but his grandfather is still alive, he can naturally be called the old prince - no problem!

"Alas!" Yan Zaitian sighed softly, a hint of gloom flashed on his face, and he picked up the wine cup.

"Are you still drinking?

"You kid!" Yan Zaitian smiled bitterly, "The old man only has such a hobby left, can't he be satisfied?"

"You look like you're half-dead, you'll have to finish drinking again!" "Akira put away the wine jar and wine cup and set them aside.

"What joy is there in life, and what is there to be afraid of death!" Yan Zaitian was full of amazement, and sighed, "Poor old man's two children, died young, leaving ......the old man alone to live in the world!"

"Alas, the old man is worthy of the master of heaven and earth in this life, and he owes them too much alone!" Speaking of this, Yan Zaitian was slightly painful on his face, and there seemed to be something unspeakable.

The spirit of the whole person also became even more depressed.

"Nine times out of ten, if the world is unsatisfactory, we must learn to look to the future, don't indulge in the past, let it pass!"

Huang Wudao stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, comforting: "Besides, your son is gone, you still have your eldest grandson, and you have great-grandchildren and great-grandchildren, it's the time to live in your old age!

"It's good to really make the old man feel at ease!" Yan Zaitian's face turned gloomy, and he said angrily, "Do they really think that I am old and dizzy? Your Majesty is seriously ill, the situation in the DPRK and China is treacherous, and trouble is about to arise, and this kind of big thing is hidden from the old man!"

"And now that the Assassins have come to the door, the thieves have emboldened...... But they still want to continue to deceive! Really my old bones are useless?"

Teasing grandchildren?

The king of the county is a man in his forties, and he still makes a grandson - what a fart!

Ridiculous and funny.

But this is someone else's family matter, and he can't intervene, so he simply pretends to be deaf and dumb.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Yan Zaitian waved his hand with some meaning: "Don't talk about this! By the way, didn't your kid say before that you would brew Qiong Jelly Jade Dew for the old man to see?"

"Are you still thinking about the elixir and jade dew? In your current state, I'm afraid you won't be blessed!"

The brewing materials that are not in the middle of the house have been delivered a long time ago, and they are randomly piled up in the corners of the house.

If he hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about it.

Just look at the old man's current physical condition, not to mention distilled spirit, it is this ordinary sake, if you drink it again, you will really become a drunk-ghost!

"Haha! It's just that time is running out, so I have to get drunk and rest!" Yan Zaitian laughed, "Anyway, my old bones are not an eyesore when I live, it's better to let the old man enjoy himself, and it won't be in vain to go through the world!"

With a wave of his hand, he reached for the jar.

"Borrowing wine to drown your sorrows is even more sorrowful!" Huang Wudao grabbed his wrist, "If you can really be so free, you won't complain in front of me today!

"You kid!" Yan Zaitian smiled bitterly, "Why do you disparage the old man so much!"

"It's not derogatory, it's just that I don't like to beat around the bush!" Huang Wudao pinched his chin and muttered, "I can probably guess the purpose of the old prince's visit today, but I can only say that I can't do anything!"

Yan Zaitian's face was bitter, and he said, "Do you really want to see death and not save it?"

"The old prince is serious!" said Huang Wudao softly, "I can't protect myself in the future, how can I help the county king's mansion?"

"And if I really get involved, it may not be a good thing for the Junwang Mansion!"

The absurd and unorthodox did not believe that there were no monks behind the secular power of this world, and the three major families of Tianyun City were a vivid example.

As a member of the Great Jin Imperial Family, it is absolutely impossible for Yan Zaitian to be ignorant of the hidden monks.

Since he found the wilderness, he was naturally aware of his identity.

But it is difficult to say that the current cultivation of the wilderness can be said to be able to protect itself, so how can he wade into this troubled water.

Moreover, since the monks of this world rarely appear in the world, there must be some rules that restrict them, so that they cannot meddle in worldly affairs at will.

In this way, there is no need to meddle in the absurdity.

"It's the old man who is abrupt!" Yan Zaitian sighed lightly and said no more.

Huang Wudao said lightly: "I should be leaving soon! The old prince shouldn't have told me these things!"

"What about Wanrou?" Yan Zaitian suddenly said a thoughtless sentence.

He looked stunned and returned to normal, but he didn't answer.

"The old man knows!"

Yan Zaitian bowed his hand slightly, got up and left directly.