"His name is Qin Han, and he disappeared in Yongle Square, Chang'an five days ago."

"I am five years old now. I am a person born in the third year of Kaiguan. I was born on the day of Dinghai in the last month of Ji."

When the teacher who listened to the divine class asked about the year and year when Qin and Han were born, Qin Huaiyu said without hesitation.

"Don't worry, everyone, let the old Taoist teach you a lesson."

Mr. Shen Ke’s sleeves and robes are rolled up, and the sound of tortoise shells and copper coins colliding together makes the sound of falling stones.

At this time, Mr. Shen Ke closed his eyes slightly, pinched his fingers and pondered, as if he was deducing.

In less than a few breaths, the features were revealed.

In response to this, Mr. Shen Ke gave up.

"Mr. Shen Ke, what's going on?"

"Is my youngest son still alive?"

Seeing this, Qin Huaiyu asked anxiously.

On the side, Mr. Cheng Qiansui and others also looked at him with eager eyes.

"Don't worry, Prince Consort, the young master is still alive."

Mr. Shen Ke smiled.

As soon as these words came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Huaiyu's hanging heart was relieved, and he asked:

"Where is he now?"

"The place where two dragons play in the water." Mr. Shen Ke said.

"Where is the place where two dragons play in the water?" Qin Huaiyu asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Chang'an is three thousand miles away."

Mr. Shen Ke said.

"What?"

"The Qin and Han Dynasties only lasted for five days. Even if we left the city on the night of the Lantern Festival, we would not have traveled so far in five days?"

"Mr. Shen Ke, what on earth is going on?"

Hearing this, Qin Huaiyu lost his voice in surprise.

Cheng Lao Qiansui's expression also changed slightly, which was a little difficult to understand.

"To be honest, Prince-in-law, you, this young son, have a close connection with our Taoist sect and have been accepted as a disciple by ancestor Wang Chan."

Mr. Shen Ke stroked his beard and smiled.

He had already calculated that Qin and Han accidentally got lost that night during the Shangyuan Festival. He fell into the water first and was later rescued by Ancestor Wang Chan.

At present, Patriarch Wang Chan has brought it back to his Shuanglong Mountain Lotus Cave.

"This..."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

It is certainly worth celebrating when we learn that Qin Han has been accepted as a disciple by a Taoist master.

But when I think about the latter having to leave home and go to the mountains to practice Taoism at such a young age, I still feel a little worried.

"There is nothing wrong with going into the mountains to practice Taoism, but my youngest son is still young..."

"I wonder if Mr. Shenke can find a way to contact Patriarch Wang Chan and let Quanzi go to the mountain at night for a few years?"

Qin Huaiyu thought about it and tried to discuss it with Mr. Shenke.

"The old Taoist doesn't have much friendship with the ancestor Wang Chan."

"If the consort really wants to keep his young son by his side for a few years to take care of him, he might as well go and ask Master Dongxiao."

"He is very familiar with Patriarch Wang Chan." Mr. Shen Ke said.

After the words fell, Cheng Lao Qiansui, Qin Huaiyu and others couldn't help but look at each other, somewhat dumbfounded.

These people had just rushed back from the Han Mansion, but they didn't expect that they would have to go around and ask for help from the Dongxiao Master.

"But Minister Han said that Master Dongxiao has not returned to Chang'an for almost a year?"

Mr. Cheng Qiansui frowned.

"It doesn't matter. In the past few days, if you have time, go to Han Mansion for a few more trips. The old Taoist has already calculated it accurately. Master Dongxiao will be back in less than three days."

Mr. Shen Ke thought for a while, made another divination, and spoke to everyone.

Although Han Xiangzi couldn't deduce it, Zhong Kui was still able to divine a thing or two.

At this moment, Mr. Shenke calculated that Zhong Kui had returned to Lantian County.

Han Xiangzi left with him before, and he will probably return to Chang'an now.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen Ke."

Upon hearing this, Qin Huaiyu bowed his hands and bowed.

This time, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid these people would still be following the ants on the hot pot, anxious and not knowing what to do.

"It's just a little effort."

Mr. Shen Ke waved his hand.

After sending these people out of Qintian Prison, Mr. Shenke returned to the quiet room, but he was no longer interested in playing chess.

Because he had already gotten a glimpse of the mystery by asking about the Qin and Han Dynasties.

According to the hexagram, although the Qin and Han Dynasties were related to the Taoist sect, their fate was somewhat superficial.

The latter practiced Taoism for nine years and remained wealthy for sixty years.

Is this strange?

Going to the mountains to learn Taoism will ultimately lead to attaining Taoism and becoming an immortal.

But how did the Qin and Han Dynasties still have wealth and honor in the end?

There must be something fishy about this.

Unfortunately, Yuan Shoucheng failed to detect it.

Either he is incompetent, or there is a hint of mystery involved in this matter.

……

……

It is said that Mr. Cheng is a thousand years old, after Qin Huaiyu and others left Qintian Prison.

I went to Han Mansion again and asked to see Han Yu.

When he learned that they had left and returned, Han Yu was confused.

After inviting everyone into the room, he figured it out.

It turns out that Mr. Shen Ke couldn’t tell how many days Xiangzi would return to Chang’an.

They came here to invite Han Yu. When Master Dongxiao arrived home, he sent someone to the Prince Consort's house to inform him.

Naturally, Han Yu did not refuse.

Immediately afterwards, Han Yu asked about Qin and Han.

I was relieved to learn that Mr. Shen Ke had calculated that his life was safe.

Cheng Laoqiantou and others stopped briefly at the Han Mansion and then left.

Now that Qin and Han are safe and sound, it's time to go back and tell all the relatives and friends about it.

……

In the blink of an eye, a day passes.

On this day, the spring breeze was cold and the morning light was dim.

A ray of golden light fell from the sky, sending a warm breeze.

Not long after, Han Xiangzi was standing in the courtyard.

"It's Master Han!"

The servant who got up early and swept the floor couldn't help but trembled when he saw that figure, and said excitedly.

"Where is my uncle?"

Hearing this, Han Xiangzi looked over and spoke gently.

"Master Immortal, after I got up, I went to the study room."

The servant said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Han Xiangzi suddenly disappear.

……

At that time.

Winter has just passed, although spring has returned to the earth.

But a while ago, there was a spring snow in Chang'an. During this period of warm and cold weather, the weather is the most unpredictable.

After Han Yu got up and finished breakfast, he still felt a little cold, so he made a pot of charcoal fire.

In the study, while holding a scroll and reading, Han Yu suddenly seemed to notice something, so he raised his head and saw Han Xiangzi standing tall in the room, looking at him.

"Xiangzi?"

Seeing him, Han Yu couldn't help but be startled, and then a smile of joy appeared on his face.

"Uncle, how are you doing lately?"

Han Xiangzi sat on a chair nearby and asked Han Yu.

"Thanks to the fairy peaches you gave me last year, I'm still in good health and have no major problems."

Han Yu put away the scroll, his face became more kind and he smiled.

The two chatted and laughed, and exchanged a few words.

Han Yu discussed business with Han Xiangzi:

"By the way, Xiangzi, do you remember the last time I celebrated my birthday, Cheng Lao Qiantui and others came?"

"Uncle, are you saying that Cheng Lao knows integrity?" Han Xiangzi was naturally a little impressed, he said.

"Not bad."

Han Yu nodded slightly.

"My uncle always mentioned Cheng Laozhijie. I wonder what happened to him?"

Han Xiangzi frowned and asked with concern.

"It's not the old man Qiansui, it's Qin Han, the son of Qin's consort, who is lost."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?"

Han Xiangzi let out a light sigh.

For some reason, the name Qin and Han always seemed familiar to Han Xiangzi.

"Qin's Consort, who is this?"

Han Xiangzi frowned.

"He is the son of Qin Qiong, Duke of Yi State."

Han Yu said.

"It turns out it was him..."

Hearing this, Han Xiangzi came to his senses instantly.

In the novels of later generations, this Qin Han was one of the two living treasure disciples of Patriarch Wang Chan.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing and said:

"Uncle, don't worry. The Qin and Han Dynasties will not be lost, but we will have a good fortune."

"Then what Mr. Shen Ke said is true, even Xiangzi said so..."

Hearing this, Han Yu was startled and sighed.

"What did Mr. Shen Ke say?"

"He said that this Qin Han was accepted as a disciple by Ancestor Wang Chan of Shuanglong Mountain, and he also said that you are quite familiar with him."

Han Yu said.

After saying this, Han Xiangzi not only smiled.

On the occasion of his last year, Han Xiangzi often went to Qintian Prison, and sometimes played chess with Mr. Shenke. When he was bored, he also told him what he had seen and heard since he came down from the mountain.

Unexpectedly, this veteran is still remembered in my heart.

Having said this, Han Yu said bluntly:

"Xiangzi, since you are back, my uncle will send someone to inform Qin's consort."

"As for the Qin and Han Dynasties, I also heard that they were only five or six years old. They were a child. A half-year-old child cannot even take care of himself. It is really too early to start learning Taoism at such an age."

"It's all according to my uncle's instructions." Han Xiangzi nodded.

He also understood what Qin's consort meant.

I just want to go to Shuanglong Mountain and persuade Patriarch Wang Chan to send the Qin and Han Dynasties back to Chang'an.

When the Qin and Han dynasties grew up a little, and at least learned to be self-reliant, it would not be too late to follow Patriarch Wang Chan to learn Taoism.

Seeing that Han Xiangzi agreed, Han Yu left the study and ordered people to go to the Prince Consort's Mansion to report the news.

About half an hour later.

Qin Huaiyu and others came to the door carrying valuable gifts.

There is also a beautiful woman who came this time. She is dressed in silk and satin and is full of nobility. She is the princess of the silver screen.

In this regard, Han Yu did not dare to neglect and hurriedly went to greet him.

After everyone greeted each other, Qin Huaiyu couldn't wait to ask:

"Servant Han, where is the real person?"

"Xiangzi is in the main hall right now." Han Yu said.

The words fell.

Qin Huaiyu, Princess Yinping and others came to the hall under the guidance of Han Yu.

I saw a young Taoist sitting in the main hall. He was made of gold and jade, with a beautiful appearance and a jade flute hanging from his waist. His temperament was out of this world.

"Meet Master Dongxiao!"

When the two saw this, they looked at each other and stepped forward to salute.

"Princess and consort, there is no need to be polite to me. I already understand your purpose of coming."

"Pindao will go to Shuanglong Mountain tomorrow. No matter what, he will bring the Qin and Han Dynasties back to Chang'an."

Han Xiangzi nodded slightly and said.

"Then it's up to Mr. Lao."

Hearing this, Qin Huaiyu and Princess Yinping breathed a sigh of relief, looked happy, and thanked them.

……

……

Early the next morning.

Han Xiangzi drove from Chang'an to Shuanglong Mountain.

Han Xiangzi had also roughly heard of Shuanglong Mountain.

But the exact location is not yet known.

However, now that he has become a real person, his spiritual thoughts are extraordinary. Once used, he can cover hundreds of miles around.

Therefore, as soon as he arrived in this world, Han Xiangzi noticed the aura of ancestor Wang Chan in less than a cup of tea.

As soon as his thoughts changed, the clouds were flying under his feet, and he carried Han Xiangzi and flew towards Shuanglong Mountain.

This Shuanglong Mountain has a towering terrain and its peaks are like swords.

On the top of the peak, there are two thick ridges, shaped like dragon heads, and their momentum is fierce.

This mountain is full of spiritual energy.

"Huh?"

"I haven't seen this ancestor Wang Chan for a few years. Who would have thought that his cultivation level has reached the realm of earth flowers?"

After sensing the aura of Ancestor Wang Chan, Han Xiangzi couldn't help but feel startled.

To know.

When Han Xiangzi first met Patriarch Wang Chan, he was in Yunmeng Mountain, preparing to retreat in order to break through the human flower.

Who would have thought.

It has only been a few years, but your cultivation has improved so quickly?

I am afraid that one day, I will be able to cultivate into a real person.

"Is Ancestor Wang Chan here? An old friend is visiting!"

After arriving at Shuanglong Mountain, Han Xiangzi's voice contained magic power and shouted loudly.

The words fell.

Not long after, a golden light suddenly flew out from under the Shuanglong Mountain, fell on the clouds, and transformed into an old Taoist with crane hair and childish face.

"I wonder which real person came to visit?"

"Huh? It's Fellow Daoist Han..."

As soon as Patriarch Wang Chan appeared, he sought fame.

Previously, from the sound, Patriarch Wang Chan could easily tell that the people from Shuanglong Mountain were highly cultivated and were already at the level of real people.

There are very few Taoist masters at the real level that Patriarch Wang Chan recognizes.

There is no one who has good friendships.

Unexpectedly, when I was looking around, I found that it was Han Xiangzi who came.

"No, I have to change my words and become Dongxiao Zhenren."

"Master Dongxiao, last time we had a quick farewell in Yunmeng Mountain, you and the old Taoist have not seen each other for several years."

"On the occasion of last year, the old Taoist went to Naruishan to attend the ceremony of Master Chunyang succeeding as the head of Quanzhen."

Suddenly.

Ancestor Wang Chan realized that his tone of voice was wrong, so he changed his words, and then spoke with enthusiasm and familiarity.

"Ancestor Wang Chan, there is no need to be polite to poor Taoists."

Han Xiangzi smiled casually, but he didn't look like a real person.

"I don't dare to let Master Dongxiao call me my ancestor anymore. If Master Dongxiao thinks it's appropriate, and the old Taoist dares to call you my Taoist brother, you can just call me fellow Taoist."

Ancestor Wang Chan smiled bitterly and tried to negotiate.

"Then follow the wishes of fellow Taoist Wang Chan."

Han Xiangzi stopped insisting and nodded.

After the two said hello.

Ancestor Wang Chan and Han Xiangzi both lowered their heads and sat down in the lotus cave.

With a table of spiritual wine, melons and fruits, and the two of them drank together, Patriarch Wang Chan asked Han Xiangzi:

"Brother Dao Han, I'm afraid I'm not here specifically to visit Shuanglong Mountain, Lao Dao?"

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from fellow Taoist Wang Chan."

"Actually, Pindao came here for the Qin and Han Dynasties, that is, the child that fellow Taoist Wang Chan rescued in Chang'an a few days ago."

Han Xiangzi smiled and got straight to the point.

"Qin and Han?"

Hearing this, Patriarch Wang Chan was stunned and felt a little dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, Han Xiangzi came here for him?

"Yes, I wonder if fellow Taoist Wang Chan knows the identity of Qin Han?"

Han Xiangzi nodded slightly and asked.

"I know, he is the queen of Qin Qiong, the famous general of the Tang Dynasty."

Patriarch Wang Chan replied.

"Fellow Taoist Wang Chan, do you know that you rescued this Qin Han without informing the Qin family. In the past few days, the Qin family almost searched the entire Chang'an just to find him."

"I even went to my great-uncle's Han Mansion to ask for help."

Han Xiangzi said helplessly.

"Oh, I forgot about this. It was the old man's negligence."

The words fell.

Ancestor Wang Chan slapped his forehead and suddenly felt careless.

"I came here to answer the request of the consort and the princess to take Qin Han back to stay at home for a few years. When he is a little older, wouldn't it be too late for fellow Taoist Wang Chan to take him to Shuanglong Mountain to practice Taoism?"

Han Xiangzi didn't blame anything for this.

Back then, in Yunmeng Mountain, he knew the latter's nature.

"This..."

Hearing this, Patriarch Wang Chan hesitated.

"Why do fellow Taoist Wang Chan find it difficult?"
Chapter completed!