Yun Zonghai said solemnly: "I have checked, but I didn't find any usable information... Li Yun's parents died very early, and after his family fell into decline, he was originally engaged to be married to the Shen family, but Mrs. Shen asked him to As a result, he ran away from marriage, and the maids and servants in Li Yun's family were scattered, and no one could find anyone to identify them. However, one of Li Yun's aunts was still alive, but he didn't know where she had gone. There was a huge crowd, so where to find her? Get hers."
Aunt! Sun Maozhi thought for a moment, and then smiled slyly: "Since Li Yun has no relatives and only his aunt is left, the people of Lingyun City can't even recognize Li Yun, let alone his aunt!"
Both Yan Yinlong and Yun Zonghai were shocked, and Yan Yinlong's eyes shone brightly: "Sir, you are really smart!"
Sun Maozhi is worthy of being the prince's counselor. His scheming is so deep that it makes people shudder. He actually used such a dirty trick. It's too sinister! Yun Zonghai murmured in his heart, but thought that he could solve Zhu Ziming, no matter what tricks he used. , you must resolve the hatred in your heart.
"Young Master Yun, I will leave this matter to you. You must handle it well for me!" Yan Yinlong said coldly: "Don't make any mistakes."
The prince acted like he was giving orders, which made Yun Zonghai very unhappy. However, since the prince held a high position and had great authority, he could only accept his fate and said calmly: "I will definitely handle this matter well, your highness. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Already."
"Well, step back." Yan Yinlong waved his hand, as if this Yunmen was his prince's residence. Yun Zonghai gritted his teeth and left the lobby of the Yunmen chief helm immediately.
After Yun Zonghai left, Sun Maozhi hesitated and said, "Your Highness, I don't know whether I should say something or not."
Yan Yinlong said seriously: "Sir, you are my confidant, but it doesn't matter!"
Sun Maozhi's lips twitched a few times before he said: "Yun Wanqing already has his heart set on the prince. Why should he be obsessed with her? There are so many beautiful women in the world. The prince really wants to make her his crown prince?"
For a woman who doesn't love him, why go to all the trouble to marry her and make her the crown prince and the queen who will be the mother of the world? This is what Sun Maozhi thought from the perspective of the prince. However, Yan Yinlong sneered: "Crown Princess, is she worthy? If she enters my Prince's residence, I will definitely make her my bed slave!",,
At this time, the prince's face looked a little ferocious. Yun Wan was dealing with a strange woman. The prince did have feelings for her, but her sweetheart was someone he hated, which made the prince's heart a little twisted...
Sun Maozhi did not dare to say any more. In the silence, he only heard the dark laughter of Prince Yan Yinlong coming from the lobby...
After a few days of autumn rain, the season that was originally late autumn turned into winter. The howling cold wind swept across the entire Yan Kingdom, and the temperature dropped sharply. The people of Yan Kingdom had already put on thick cotton clothes.
In front of the Shen family gate in Lingyun City, a little monk in white robes stood at some point. He stood alone in front of the gate in the cold wind, but he didn't feel any coldness at all, and remained motionless!
After a long time, the remaining young monk finally stretched out his hand and knocked on the door gently a few times. Then a maid opened the door. It was Miss Shen's personal maid Lan'er, who was preparing to fetch hot water for Miss Shen to wash up. Lan'er, every time I hear the knock on the door, I don't know who has come to Shen's house so early. "This text is provided by Haodian Qishen"
When Lan'er opened the door and saw the shining bald head, she was stunned for a moment. It was a monk! And this little monk was sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing white robes, and his body was spotless and looked quite pure.
"Little monk, please wait while I go get you some rice." The little monk must be very hungry if he comes out to ask for alms in such a cold weather. It's so pitiful, Lan'er said pitying him in her heart.
But the young monk shook his head and said: "Female donor, I'm not here to ask for alms, but to find someone.
Looking for someone? Lan'er was stunned for a moment. Who could a monk be looking for? Could it be that he was a relative of a servant in the family? She immediately asked, "Who are you looking for?"
The young monk quickly replied: "I'm here to see Almsgiver Zhu."
Donor Zhu? There are several people with the surname Zhu in the house. It seems that only my uncle has the surname Zhu. Laner asked tentatively: "You are my uncle who came to our house. What do you want to do with him?"
The young monk nodded and said, "Well, my master ordered me to come to the donor Zhu and hand over something to him."
Lan'er was puzzled as to when the uncle had interacted with the monk, and who the young monk's master was, but the hot water in his hand was almost cold, so he didn't want to ask any more questions, and said quickly: "Little monk,
You wait here, I'll call our uncle."
The young monk clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you so much to the female donor."
At this moment, Zhu Ziming had already woken up. It was such a cold day and he wanted to sleep in. However, the improvement of martial arts depends on diligent study and practice, so how could he be lazy?
I don’t know why, but there has been no movement between Yun Zonghai and the prince in the past ten days. On the surface, everything seems peaceful, but Zhu Ziming feels that this is like the prelude to a storm. The worry in his heart makes Zhu Ziming more on guard.
, and his martial arts is still above the second level. He must break through the third level before he has the strength to fight against the prince. As a fourth-level master, the prince has no power to fight back if he is still at the second level. Therefore, Zhu Zi
Ming practiced martial arts even harder.
"Roar!" A roaring dragon's roar shook the Shen Mansion. The sound was as powerful as the sky and the earth cracking. It was really scary. After Zhu Ziming used the Dragon Roaring Technique, there were countless complaints immediately.
"Uncle, please spare us."
"Uncle, please be kind, we haven't had a good sleep for more than ten days."
Every day before dawn, roars like dragons roared in the garden. This uncle, who got up earlier than the servants, really made life miserable. The servants complained and suffered unspeakably.
"Zhu Ziming, do you want to make our Shen family miserable with your daily quarrels, don't you?" A slightly majestic voice sounded in the east wing, it was Madam's voice!
Mrs. Shen was also unbearably furious. This precious son-in-law was really unsettling. He only practiced martial arts in the morning, but he had to practice this unbearable sound wave skill every morning. The noise was deafening and annoying.
No worries!
People who don’t know, would think that there are vicious dogs in the Shen family!
The madam got mad, run away! Zhu Ziming screamed and fled the scene. It was not that he meant to cause trouble, but the strength shown by Long Xiaogong made him value this martial art even more, and he had no other skills to practice.
I had no choice but to use the Dragon Roar Kung Fu to practice. "This text is provided by Ji Dian Qishen"
But Zhu Ziming always waits until his servants are about to get up before practicing this technique, and he still tries his best to suppress the roar of the dragon. It's just that he is such a free alarm clock, so he is really helpless.
When Zhu Ziming left the garden, he immediately bumped into Lan'er who was walking towards him. Lan'er saw his uncle at a glance and said hurriedly: "Uncle, there is a young monk looking for you."
Er Xiaoheran? Zhu Ziming asked: "Are you sure you are a monk?"
Lan'er nodded: "Well, I'm going to come to you by name."
"Is it because I have wisdom that the monks from the temple came to invite me to have a meal with Buddhism?" Zhu Ziming said blankly. It was so strange that a monk came to see him. He had never been to any temple, and the monk suddenly came to his door. For what purpose.
"Pfft", Lan'er smiled sweetly: "My uncle is really good at joking."
"Uncle, I won't say any more to you. I'm going to comb the lady's hair." After Lan'er finished speaking, she walked quickly towards the lady's room.
Could it be that he had made a lot of money and came to seek help from him? Zhu Ziming no longer thought too much and walked towards the gate of Shen's mansion. When he walked to the gate, he looked at the bald boy with a head on his head. With six fragrant scars, he must be a monk.
Zhu Ziming stepped forward and said, "Little monk, what do you want from me?"
"Are you Alms Master Zhu?" the young monk confirmed.
The little monk raised his head, his eyes were as clear as water, without a trace of clutter, just like an out-of-this-world eminent monk. Zhu Ziming was stunned when he saw such a "clean" little monk.
Zhu Ziming nodded: "That's me, what do you want from me?"
I saw the young monk clasping his hands together and saying with great respect: "Uncle, my nephew's monastic name is Jingyuan. In the name of the master, I came here specially to meet my uncle."
Uncle Master! Zhu Ziming's eyes widened and he asked: "What are your and my names?" When did he become the monk's uncle? Amitabha, I'm not married yet, how can I enter Buddhism? I made a mistake!
The young monk's fair and pure face still showed no expression and said: "Uncle Master, didn't Master Master tell you that she is a disciple of Buddhism?"
Uncle Master, the cake seller! Zhu Ziming patted his forehead heavily, when did a master monk appear again? This little monk is either crazy or stupid!
Zhu Ziming wished he could kick the little monk out. For someone like himself who is determined to marry three wives and four concubines, becoming a monk? It is a complete insult to himself!
"Little monk, don't challenge my patience. I'm not your uncle at all, and I don't know any of your uncles," Zhu Ziming said with a serious face, as if he was throwing out the door.
The young monk Zhi saw: "Master-uncle is the only one in the world who knows the Dragon Roaring Kung Fu, and I have inquired about it. In Lingyun, Master-uncle met you by fate. If she hadn't accepted you as a disciple, how could you have mastered our sect?" The skill is the Dragon Roaring Kung Fu!"
"You mean, that old woman is a disciple of the Buddha Sect?" Zhu Ziming said dumbfounded.
ps: It’s still two chapters. Tomorrow is my girlfriend’s birthday. I have to spend her birthday with my wife after work. I may update it later. Brothers who are waiting for the update, don’t wait too late. (To be continued) 『This text is written by Hao Dagger Provided by Qishen..