Let you be a good grandson, you raise a group of banshees?

"Riding on my beloved little motorcycle, he will never be stuck in traffic..."

"Oh, no, this is a bicycle, not a motorcycle."

While pedaling his bicycle, Lu Yuan asked silently in his heart, "How are you? Where are you?"

The echo of the guilty voice came to my ears: "We have reached the finish line, and I am looking back at you here."

"Well, it's just as I imagined. This guy definitely needs some time."

Lu Yuan nodded with a satisfied smile, "You know what to do."

"Please, can you please stop asking me for such boring things next time?"

Xiling Ling said angrily, "Although I have a lot of mana, I don't want you to waste it like this."

"Hey, please, please, just this once, face is important."

Lu Yuan hurriedly said to please, "When you win the game, I will take you to eat sesame cakes and drink duck blood soup, all you can eat!"

Under the temptation of sesame seed cakes and duck blood soup, Xiling didn't say anything more.

Lu Yuan was slightly relieved and smiled helplessly.

There was no other way, so he took Xiling with him on this trip and didn't bring anyone else with him.

If the Kraken were here, they would definitely be happy to do this kind of thing.

For a moment, Lu Yuan suddenly felt a little secretly in love with Lu Ji.

My stupid Onii-chan, your sweat horse is indeed much faster than my bicycle.

However, if you can't stand it, I have help.

Don't say I'm cheating.

Playing well only to fail?

From the beginning of this game, Lu Ji was destined to lose.

Moreover, he would still be so aggrieved that he would vomit blood.

……

Ahead, at the end.

Lu Ji arrived here early and deliberately pulled the reins to stop the horse's hooves.

There is only one step away from the red line drawn in advance.

He held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth in boredom and kept looking back.

"Isn't this guy too slow?"

"You're going at such a slow pace, but you still want to compete with my sweat horse?"

"Oh, Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan, you are so arrogant and domineering on weekdays, you are the only one in the world."

"I want to see where you put your face after losing to me in front of so many people today!"

Lu Ji had already begun to fantasize in his mind. After he won, how would he promote it?

The emperor must mention it. This is one of the few highlight moments in the battle between himself and Lu Yuan.

Third Uncle also needs to talk about it and let all the Qing Cang Guards know about it.

Second uncle, do you want to tell me?
Say it, you must say it.

With the second uncle's violent temper, he would definitely have to fight with himself on the spot to find a place for his son.

It just so happened that last time I lost to the King of Han in front of a group of soldiers, which made me lose face.

Take this opportunity to regain face from my son and me together.

That’s called a complete victory!
In Lu Ji's mind, he was already happily imagining the incompetent and furious appearance of King Han.

He didn't notice that a pair of purple eyes were staring at him in the bushes behind him.

Zheng Wei Ling raised his two fingers and chanted in a low voice with an expressionless face.

“水缚咒，拙！”

Four colorless and invisible streams of water slowly emerged from the grass.

It completely enveloped the four hooves of the sweaty horse.

"coffee!"

The blood-sweat pony sensed something was wrong and chirped anxiously, trying to alert its owner.

Lu Ji didn't realize it at all, and shouted in displeasure: "Go away, don't make trouble!"

After nearly a minute, Lu Yuan finally appeared in the distance.

"Oh, Brother Yuan, you are really leisurely."

Lu Ji raised his chin and sneered, "I've been waiting for you until my waist is rusty."

"You are as slow as a snail, and you still dare to accept my declaration of war?"

"I can't wait to take Qing'er away and ask him to go to my barracks and choose a good horse that he likes."

Facing Lu Ji's provocation, Lu Yuan seemed neither angry nor annoyed.

He shrugged and said with a smile, "I can't wait, brother, go to my Liaocheng port and work hard for a few days."

"Oh, you are so stubborn even when you are about to die!"

Lu Ji sneered, reined in the reins, and prepared to end the game immediately.

But the next second, his smile froze to the ground.

The sweaty horse, who was usually obedient and well-behaved and had a close connection with him, actually stopped listening to his orders.

"Da Hong, what are you doing?"

"Let's go!"

Lu Ji was anxious and whipped the horse's back hard with the riding crop.

"coffee!"

The sweaty horse let out shrill screams, and was equally anxious.

There were glistening tears in his eyes, and he didn't know whether they were from being pumped or because he was anxious.

"You beast, you are serious about ruining my reputation, aren't you?"

"Go! Go!"

However, no matter how anxious Lu Ji was, the horse's hooves seemed to be welded to the ground, unable to move at all.

Hanxueju also felt unspeakable pain in his heart.

His four hooves were tightly clamped by Xiling's water claws.

As a water-playing master who is deeper than the sea monster, even ordinary worshipers find it difficult to break free from the water-binding spell of Wei Ling.

What's more, is it just a weak, helpless, mortal pony?

Lu Ji's eyes were red with anxiety, and the veins on his forehead were all bulging fiercely.

On weekdays, he dotes on this sweaty horse as if he were his own son, and combs him carefully every day.

In just a few seconds, more than a dozen whips were struck, and the horse's back was beaten to pieces.

But even if this is the case, Lu Ji is equivalent to being incompetent and furious.

He could only watch helplessly as Lu Yuan rode his bicycle and passed by him in a swaggering manner.

"Oh, brother, I told you so."

Lu Yuan sighed and shook his head, his face full of helplessness and regret.

"Horses have bad tempers and strong tempers."

"Wherever there is a good bicycle like ours, you can ride it whenever you want."

The moment Lu Yuan's bicycle wheel touched the finish line, Lu Ji's self-esteem was shattered to pieces.

What was broken along with it was the beautiful dream he had just fantasized about for a long time.

The referee standing in front of the finish line was also dumbfounded by this bizarre scene.

After being stunned for a long time, he said loudly: "The prince wins!"

"what?!"

The workers watching around were dumbfounded for a moment.

Only the few people who bet on Lu Yuan to win jumped up with joy.

"Hoohoo!"

"I knew that the prince would never lose!"

"Believe in me, my dear son, and you will have eternal life!"

Lu Yuan kicked his pedals slowly and parked his bicycle aside.

Then he walked up to Lu Ji and said with a smile, "Brother Lu, accept, accept."

"By the way, your brother Lu Qing is taking care of things for me now in Liaocheng."

"When you get there, just follow his orders and he will tell you where to work."

"Qing'er, let's go and ride another lap to practice."

Seeing Lu Yuan hugging Qing'er and leaving leisurely, Lu Ji was so angry that his face turned the color of pig liver.

"Damn, you're so mad at me!" "You beast, you've embarrassed me so much today!"

Lu Ji was so angry that he whipped his beloved sweat horse hard with a riding crop.

At this moment, Shailing took back his magic power and lifted the water-binding spell that bound the horseshoes.

The sweaty horse was freed, and the resentment and grievances he had accumulated for a long time turned into motivation in an instant.

It turned directly into a red lightning and carried Lu Ji towards the distance.

"what!"

"You beast, slow down, slow down!"

"Ouch, my face!"

Seeing that Lu Ji, who was proficient in riding skills, was knocked upside down by his own mount.

The workers in Xiaoqingshan couldn't help but laugh. They couldn't help but throw their heads back and laugh.

Lu Yuan, on the other hand, told Shai Ling to help him take good care of Qing'er.

He himself had already hummed a song and left leisurely.

When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.

Originally, Lu Yuan was still thinking about how to kill Lu Ji's majesty.

Unexpectedly, this boy actually came to his door and put his face in front of him.

It is estimated that two people were the happiest after knowing what they had done today.

One is my father, who will definitely roll on the floor with laughter and praise himself for being so damn good.

One, of course, is Lu Qing.

Lu Yuan really wanted to see what Lu Qing's expression would be like when he saw Lu Ji running to Liaocheng dejectedly and carrying big bags at the dock.

With nothing to do, Lu Yuan strolled to the palace, intending to pay his respects to the emperor.

But when he arrived at the palace and saw the battle array in front of him, he felt happy.

What a coincidence that I came here today.

There was a long red cloth spread on the royal road into the palace.

Hundreds of Ouchi masters stood on both sides of the court road.

On the left is the Forbidden Army, and on the right is the Qing Cang Guard.

All of them were wearing neat and brand-new clothes, with swords hanging from their waists, and they were full of aura.

Lu Yuan walked up to Zhan Hong and asked with interest, "Commander Zhan, is there anything important happening today?"

"Your Majesty, it's a great joy."

Zhan Hong's face was full of joy and he said with a smile, "Eunuch Zheng led the fleet and returned from a long journey across the ocean."

"Not only did he bring back many rare treasures, but he also captured a group of rampant pirates who had been causing trouble overseas for many years."

"Oh?"

Lu Yuan's eyes lit up and he said in surprise, "Zheng Sanbao is back?"

"Where are the others now?"

"In the Royal Garden, I will report to His Majesty what I have learned and gained from this trip."

"Okay, I'll go find the emperor right now!"

Lu Yuan was overjoyed, walked into the palace excitedly, and went straight to the imperial garden.

In the garden, I saw Emperor Yongle sitting in the pavilion.

Zheng He stood in front of him and reported respectfully.

"Your Majesty, when I went south to the West this time and passed through the Kingdom of Tianzhu..."

While Zheng He was talking, Lu Yuan came excitedly from a distance and said loudly, "Greetings to the Emperor!"

"Yuan'er, you came just in time."

Emperor Yongle chuckled and said, "You still remember him, right?"

"of course I remember."

Lu Yuan walked forward with a smile, "Zheng Sanbao, long time no see."

"I send my regards to the Crown Prince."

Zheng He bowed and nodded, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, I happened to pass by Liaocheng when I returned."

"I discovered that the various subjects taught in Cangluyuan, a private school there, are extremely novel and are actually similar to the education in Western countries."

"And the students there are still learning Western languages."

"After inquiry, I learned that these Canglu Gardens are all invested and built by the Crown Prince."

"I admire the prince's wisdom and vision with great admiration!"

Lu Yuan waved his hand and said with a smile, "Thank you, thank you."

In fact, he couldn't help but secretly approve in his heart.

As expected of someone who has sailed across the Western Ocean, he is indeed knowledgeable.

If there is anyone in Liegan who understands his good intentions, it is Zheng He.

"Sanbao, continue talking."

Emperor Yongle said with a smile, "Tell Yuan'er what you have gained from this trip."

Lu Yuan asked hurriedly, "Yes, Brother Sanbao, I just heard you say you mentioned Tianzhu?"

"Yes, my subordinates are traveling from the West to Southeast Asia, and the last stop is Tianzhu."

Zheng He smiled lightly and said, "What surprises me the most is the caste system of the Tianzhu people."

"Every citizen of Tianzhu Kingdom will be divided into four major castes since they are born."

"Brahmans, Kshatriyas, Vaishyas and Shudras."

"Among them, Shudras have the lowest status. They are almost all local poor refugees and ruffians."

"However, even the most accomplished thieves among Shudras would not dare to steal the property of any high-caste person."

"This caste has the largest number of people, accounting for about [-]%."

"But when it comes to status, it's not even as good as mules and horses."

"The next ones are the Vaishyas, mostly common people, scholars, farmers, merchants, and a small number of local officials."

"Vaishyas account for about [-]% of India's population, but they are the core force supporting the economic balance."

"Every Vaisya subject can have more than twenty Sudra slaves, and he can rape Sudra women at will."

"But if a Sudra woman becomes pregnant because of this, she will not be allowed to be born to prevent her from polluting the Vaishya bloodline."

"The Kshatriyas are the civil and military officials of India, the relatives of the emperor, including the emperor and the queen."

"The proportion is about [-]%, which can be regarded as the ruling level of Tianzhu Kingdom."

"Kshatriyas can decide the life and death of Vaishyas and Sudras at will, and they often use human sacrifices during important ceremonies."

"And the highest status is the Brahmin who only holds [-]%."

"People of Brahmin bloodline are the high priests of Tianzhu Kingdom, responsible for various sacrificial affairs to worship heaven and ancestors."

"In the Kingdom of Tianzhu, even the emperor must dismount his horse and pay homage to the high priest, kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times."

"A high priest with sufficient seniority has the power to depose the prince, queen, and even the emperor."

Zheng He sighed: "The caste system in Tianzhu is extremely strict. Different castes are not even allowed to marry each other."

"When I passed through the area, I saw a lot of misery and tragedy."

"These are all recorded in the travel notes. Your Majesty can read them with your own eyes when you have time."

Emperor Yongle listened carefully to Zheng He's words and couldn't help but smile coldly.

"It's absurd!"

"As the head of a country, the emperor is the head of a dynasty."

"You can only take second place and have to be suppressed by a group of magic stick priests?"

"A country does not select its ministers based on their ability and learning, but based on their caste."

"I think this country of Tianzhu will be destroyed soon!"

On the side, Lu Yuan thought secretly, Your Majesty, you are wrong.

This country of Tianzhu is even older than the rule of the Liegan Dynasty.

In modern times, they still exist.

Well, I just changed my name to Ah San.

Although what Zheng He said are all very fresh anecdotes.

But for Lu Yuan, he was already familiar with it and had no interest at all.

However, he still pretended to be interested.

His face was full of excitement and he said with anticipation, "Sanbao, next time you go to Tianzhu, can you take me with you?" (End of Chapter)