"If your highness is, I will beat Boy Cai to a fatter!"

This was the seventh complaint that Peng Qi made. He patted his shoulder and Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "A person who even needs to collect money from his boss, do you think he will get his own pocket?"

"Uh~" Peng Qi suddenly got stuck, not expecting that His Highness's thoughts were so special...

Looking at his speechless look, Zhao Zhen sighed: "The distance between Gu and Cai Boyi is getting farther and farther. Could Gu have to be a lonely man in the future?"

Peng Qi was speechless. At this time, the prince was no longer full of confidence and energy. Now he looked completely lonely, with a feeling of disappointment and decadence surrounding the young prince.

"I don't know, I just don't want your highness to be so uncomfortable..."

Peng Qi was relieved by himself in a rare manner. Zhao Zhen nodded with a wry smile: "You stupid guy don't even comfort others. In fact, you should have seen that the reason why Cai Boqi did this was to tell Gu Gong to do his business. Gu Gong was the crown prince and he was a minister of the Eastern Palace. Do you think that the relationship over the years is not as good as a difference between a monarch and a minister?"

"Your Highness is not your fault, nor is it the fault of the Cai family boy. I don't understand the great truth very much, and I won't lose my book bag. I just know that Your Highness is the master and the auxiliary, and I will do whatever you ask me to do. It's the Cai family boy who thinks it is wrong, or he only understands it now!"

Peng Qi's words were like a wake-up call to wake up Zhao Zhen. Everything was his own fault and the distance between the two should not be too close. In this era of Confucianism, deliberate transformation of someone would often result in more distantness. He was the future official, the master of the Song Dynasty, and Cai Boyi was like two parallel lines, never intersecting.

So what is the meaning of himself in the Song Dynasty? Did he travel through nearly a thousand years to come to the Song Dynasty just to be a lonely man? A single man who has no friends and sometimes has weak family affection? Zhao Zhen knew what he needed, but where should he go to find the answer?

Seeing the rolling wheels leaving traces on the ground, Zhao Zhen's mind suddenly flashed, "A lesson from the past! Isn't my father the official family? He must have the answer he needs!"

"Peng Qi returned to the palace, and Gu knew who was the most suitable question!"

As Zhao Zhen felt better, Peng Qi also breathed a sigh of relief. He had already wanted to say this, but he didn't know how to speak. Now it seemed that His Highness knew who to ask for advice. He waved the whip happily, and the horse pulling the cart accelerated his pace, from brisk to trotting.

But the carriage could not walk when passing East Cross Street. The originally wide street was blocked by crowds of people. Many people ran around and told each other and shouted, "Lu Zu is here, Lu Zu is here!"

Zhao Zhen lifted the curtains suddenly, who else can be called Lu Dongbin?

The crowd had completely blocked the road, so he could only take a detour, but Zhao Zhen did not intend to do so. He wanted to see what kind of person the legendary Lu Zu was. In fact, he wanted to expose Lu Dongbin. Zhao Zhen got out of the car with full of malice and walked towards the crowd. Peng Qi, who was big and round, drove a way in the crowd like a road roller.

What I saw through the crowd was a sloppy Taoist. This was the famous Lu Dongbin?! In Zhao Zhen's memory, he should be a Taoist priest with a face like Song Yu and looks like Pan An. After all, he was "wine, sex, wealth, and lust"!

But in front of him was a sloppy middle-aged Taoist priest, who completely subverted Zhao Zhen's imagination. He was wearing a torn Taoist robe, and the hairstyle on his head seemed to be greeted by gunpowder bullets. A hairpin was inserted obliquely on his hair. Zhao Zhen shouted in his heart: TV is all lie!

The sloppy Taoist was holding a wine gourd in his hand and pouring wine into his mouth, as if countless wines were present in the gourd. Zhao Zhen really wanted to snatch the gourd from his robe and sleeves so that the people around him could see his tricks clearly. Didn't anyone notice that his back was getting more and more deflated?

Peng Qi opened his mouth and pointed at the sloppy Taoist who fell on the ground, constantly exclaiming: "It's worthy of being a living god. It would be great if I had such a gourd. I won't have to worry about not having any alcohol in my life!"

"What do you think? Those who get nothing for free are waste. There is no free wine in the world. There will be gains and losses. This Lu Zu is afraid that he will have to carry a burden every day!"

"Hahaha... This little friend is really clear. What the old Taoist guessed is right, you should be the Qiliner of the Zhao family? It's indeed a gift from heaven!" The sloppy Taoist sat cross-legged on the ground, putting down the wine gourd in his hand and looking at Zhao Zhen with his eyes squinted.

I really don’t want to expose him. The reason why Taoism was named the state religion in the Song Dynasty was a special reason. Not only did Taizu and Lu Dongbin play a good show, but my father also personally named the Taoist Jade Emperor, and then asked the Jade Emperor to be named him. The seemingly ridiculous farce is actually a means of mutual use of faith and politics, but the result is that the later officials of the Song Dynasty could not overthrow the status of Taoism, otherwise they would be disobeying their ancestors.

This is also the reason why Zhao Zhen cannot expose Lu Dongbin’s trick. Once exposed, it is equivalent to slapping my father in the face!

"Who is this immortal? This is the first time I have seen a Taoist priest like you!"

He could not expose himself and could only pretend not to know him. Zhao Zhen bowed respectfully. This Lu Dongbin was not an ordinary person. He was once named the Taoist master by Taizu. The master was not an ordinary name. He was equivalent to a living god. Therefore, even he could not even be called a lonely person in front of him.

The sloppy Taoist smiled and stood up, walked to Zhao Zhen crookedly and sang a promise: "Fusheng Wuliang Heavenly Lord! Does Your Highness know me anymore? We have met before!"

"Xianchang is kidding, how can you see me for the first time you came to Tokyo?"

"No, no, your highness thinks carefully, oh, and this big man is the same, how can you forget so quickly?"

Not only Zhao Zhen was confused, but even Peng Qi, who was beside him, was stunned. When did he see this sloppy Taoist? Even he began to doubt whether Lu Dongbin's words were true or not. As the commander of the prince's personal guard, how could Peng Qi not even remember anyone he had seen?

A sound of gongs came from the crowd, accompanied by loud shouts: "The inner official is a prisoner, why are you still squeezing? The official Chen in the forbidden area is here!"

Zhao Zhen secretly called out bad luck, Chen Lin was here. It seemed that his father was going to summon Lu Dongbin. He was really afraid of anything he was going to do!

Chen Lin walked through the crowd and came to Zhao Zhen with a tribute: "Why is Your Highness here? Tokyo City has not been peaceful recently, so you should not run around." After that, he glared at Peng Qi, scaring him to death. There were really not many people who could be stared at like this by Chen Lin...

"How can I sit in the East Palace when I am the prefect of Kaifeng Prefecture? The fire in the Rong Palace a few days ago shows that there are many inappropriate things in Tokyo. If I don't change, I'm afraid there will be more disasters!"

In order to avoid trouble, the old fox dared to restrict his freedom? Just kidding, if he stayed in the Eastern Palace, he wouldn't be suffocated!

Chen Lin was so blocked by Zhao Zhen's words that he couldn't open his mouth. He obviously helped him, so could he not see it? But he could only acknowledge the prince's defense: "Then be careful when your highness leaves the palace, and don't take advantage of the loopholes by the evil people!"

Zhao Zhen nodded, but then he felt something was wrong. Chen Lin seemed to have something to say. Looking at Lu Dongbin and Zhao Zhen who stood up to drink beside him, he was shocked. Why did he feel that the jade ornaments in his hand seemed to have seen it there? He gave a wink at Peng Qi on the side. Peng Qi's face changed drastically and said, "The jade ornaments in the thief's hand are exactly the same as those of Lu Zu!"
Chapter completed!