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

Arriving at the Yangxin Hall, Emperor Yongle was sitting at the table drinking tea.

After not seeing him for a few days, his face became obviously pale and haggard.

It was obvious that he had a serious illness and had not yet recovered.

Lu Yuan bowed and nodded, saying respectfully: "My grandson, please pay your respects to the emperor."

"Yuan'er is here? Sit down."

Emperor Yongle coughed lightly and said with a faint smile, "A few days ago, I accidentally caught a cold."

"I haven't gone to court in the past few days, which makes you worry about me."

"Your Majesty, I wish you were safe."

Lu Yuan lowered his head, his expression a little complicated.

No wonder Emperor Yongle was clearly not defeated during his five expeditions to Mobei.

He was simply run away by the enemy, but Yumuchuan died of illness when he returned to the army.

It turned out that he had already contracted the disease before going on the expedition.

In addition, the expedition was in vain, and his morale was suddenly defeated.

That's why he was reduced to death in a foreign land, unable to return to the imperial city for the rest of his life.

"Your Majesty, as the old saying goes, one cannot do what one's bones and muscles can do when one is old."

"After all, you have reached your age, and your body is not as good as before."

"I think we should forget about this personal expedition to Mobei, right?"

Emperor Yongle shook his head and said firmly: "Yuan'er, if you are here for this matter, don't persuade me."

"I told you back then, one generation will do its own thing."

"While my body can still bear it, I must completely drive away the Tartars from the north."

"And kill them until they are terrified, so that they will never dare to invade our Liegan border again."

"As long as I can fulfill this long-cherished wish, I will have no regrets even if I die in Mobei."

"If I don't go, if the descendants of future generations are bullied by the Tartars, even my soul in heaven will never rest in peace!"

Lu Yuan was silent and his expression became a little strange.

Your Majesty, you are truly a great prophet.

It is true that you died in Mobei, but your long-cherished wish is still hard to fulfill.

Moreover, in later generations, there was indeed a war god from Tumubao who was surprised to be captured alive by the Tartars during his own expedition.

He also helped the Tartars to take the initiative to open the city gate, and ultimately killed a loyal minister in vain.

Lu Yuan understood that he would definitely not be able to persuade the emperor by persuading him.

He could only sigh and said helplessly, "Then, my grandson can only wish the emperor a prosperous military career and success."

"In addition, my grandson would like to apply to leave the Imperial City for a period of time and go to Liaocheng to stay for a few days."

"Why?"

Emperor Yongle asked in confusion, "What happened again in Liaocheng?"

"It's not a big deal, but the Cangluyuan Academy that my grandson runs there has caused some trouble recently."

"My grandson is worried that the people there are not handling the matter properly and wants to handle it personally."

Emperor Yongle looked serious, "Yuan'er, I have to talk about you. Isn't this a big deal?"

"Education is a major issue that determines the rise and fall of a dynasty at any time."

"The dispute in the school cannot be delayed, so go ahead quickly!"

"According to the order!"

Lu Yuan said goodbye to Emperor Yongle and left the palace, feeling slightly relieved.

Originally, he could have gone directly to Liaocheng without reporting anything to the emperor.

But if that happens and the Qing Cang Guards cannot find him, they will definitely inform the emperor and make him suspicious.

Now that he takes the initiative to ask for help, he may certainly ask the emperor to send someone to follow him to Liaocheng.

But at least there won't be random suspicions that could lead to more serious consequences.

and……

You can also take this opportunity to conduct a thorough investigation.

Let’s see who the Qing Cang Guard the emperor placed next to him is.

Lu Yuan was enjoying himself, walking home while walking.

Liu Ninglu's nervous shout suddenly came to his ears.

"Master, it's not good!"

"Someone is trying to break into the woodshed!"

"What the hell?!"

Lu Yuan was suddenly shocked. The secret was revealed so quickly?
He suppressed his panic and calmed down, and said in a deep voice, "Ninglu, no matter what method you use, you must stop him!"

"Even if the man is killed, he is not allowed to open the woodshed door!"

"……Yes."

Immediately, Lu Yuan did not feel like taking a walk, so he directly hired a car and hurried back home.

When I rushed into the courtyard and took a look, I was stunned for a moment.

Gu Qingwan, Lingju, Siren, Wei Ling, Su Liyan, Guishu and other girls gathered in a circle and talked in low voices.

And right in the middle of them was his father, standing outside the door of the woodshed.

The King of Han held the door handle of the woodshed with one hand and was only one step away from opening the door.

But his feet were welded to the ground as if they were filled with lead.

After exerting all his strength to feed himself, the veins on his forehead were protruding, but he could not lift his feet at all.

While exerting his strength, he also cursed loudly.

"His grandma's fault, I still don't believe it today!"

"Is there a ghost in this woodshed?!"

"Even if the land is pried open, I still have to go in and take a look!"

All the girls couldn't help laughing, as if they were watching monkeys playing tricks. They couldn't help laughing and talking in low voices.

Lu Yuan stepped forward with a dark face and said angrily, "What are you doing here? Go back!"

"Brother, dad, what's wrong?"

Gu Qingwan suppressed a smile and said, "He has been standing here talking to himself for about ten minutes."

"Sister, I beg you, please stop watching the fun here, okay?"

Lu Yuan's face was full of tears, and he tried to coax Gu Qingwan away.

Then he winked at Lingju and asked her to take away all the ladies including the Siren.

When Dad was the only one left, he stepped forward with a grimace.

"Dad, what do you mean when you act so funny in front of so many juniors?"

"Yuan'er, don't worry!"

The King of Han glared angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to fight this door today!"

"Even if the King of Heaven comes, he can't stop me!"

"rise!"

The king of Han tried his best to pull his feet up from the ground.

However, at this moment, he was imprisoned by Liu Ninglu with a ghost binding curse.

Even if his legs were cut off, he wouldn't be able to move even half a step.

In order to prevent his father from using force to the point of cerebral hemorrhage.

In desperation, Lu Yuan had no choice but to wave slightly to the pile of firewood on the side.

He signaled Liu Ninglu to take away the mana and let herself handle it.

Liu Ninglu understood and ended the ghost binding curse.

At this moment, the King of Han made a fierce effort, but lost the strength to maintain a stalemate.

The whole person flew out directly and hit the tree with a loud bang.

"My biological father!"

Lu Yuan was so anxious that he stamped his feet and rushed forward to help King Han up.

"Dad, you are already old, so why bother?"

"Yuan'er, please leave it alone!"

The King of Han said angrily, "I have to go into the woodshed today!"

"Then come in."

Lu Yuan shrugged and resorted to a hard-to-get strategy.

"Anyway, it took so much strength for you to get your feet free."

"If I break into that door again and provoke those unclean things, I may not be able to escape."

Thinking of the terrifying power that had just restrained his feet, King Han suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

After thinking deeply about it, he calmed down.

"Well, it doesn't matter whether I go or not." "Yuan'er, go and bring us [-] kilograms of firewood from the woodshed!"

"What's the matter?"

Lu Yuan's face was full of questions, "What do you need so much firewood for?"

"Practice!"

The King of Han rolled up his sleeves, exposed his palms, and said enthusiastically, "Yuan'er, you don't know."

"Dad recently practiced the iron sand palm. It can cut iron like mud and hit rocks like powder!"

"You don't even need an ax to chop wood!"

"After dad practices, he will go to Lu Ji and have a good competition."

"I promise to beat him so hard this time that he won't even recognize his biological father, and let him know who is his uncle and who is his nephew!"

Seeing his father's eagerness to try, the corner of Lu Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

There are so many flaws that I don’t even know where to start.

How old are you? Why do you still practice iron sand palm?

It's just a matter of practicing Iron Sand Palm. Why do you have to have trouble with Lu Ji, a junior?

Lu Ji is currently busy helping me carry big bags and build ships, so I don’t have time to compete with you, okay?

"Dad, I understand how you feel."

Lu Yuan said seriously, "But, can you not use firewood?"

"What?"

The King of Han was puzzled and said, "What my master taught me was to practice with firewood!"

Good guy, have you become a disciple yet?
Lu Yuan thought for a moment and said helplessly, "Dad, think about it."

"You just said it, this iron sand palm can cut iron like clay and hit stone like powder."

"And firewood is made of wood. Even if you can split it, it's not that good."

"Besides, my mother is usually the most frugal and diligent."

"Although the firewood is stored in our woodshed, it has not been used for several months."

"But if I see you chopping good firewood into waste wood, will my mother still nag you to death?"

When the king of Han thought about it, he realized that this was indeed the case.

Thinking of his wife's bad mouth, she immediately shrank her neck in anger.

"Then tell me, what should I practice with?"

"Brick!"

Lu Yuan said without thinking, "There are plenty of bricks. Even if mother doesn't like it, just go outside and bring some back to him."

"And it's much harder than that moldy firewood, so it's more exciting to practice."

"When you meet Lu Ji, you don't even have to fight him, just take out a brick and chop it with your palm."

"I guarantee that that kid won't dare to accept the challenge, so he has to kneel on the ground and shout to his second uncle for mercy!"

King Han slapped his forehead, yes!

He immediately turned around and said loudly, "Wan'er, Ju'er, come out!"

"Watch Dad perform for you, what does it mean to split bricks with bare hands!"

Seeing his father turn and walk away, Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately opened the door and walked into the woodshed.

In the woodshed, I saw Hun Jianglong standing at the door holding an axe, with a fierce look on his face.

Apparently just now, as soon as his father pushed the door open and came in, he would chop it down with an ax without hesitation.

"Master, you are here."

Seeing Lu Yuan's arrival, Hun Jianglong breathed a sigh of relief and put down his axe.

"Can you be a little calmer and stop being so arrogant?"

Lu Yuan was a little scared and kicked Hun Jianglong hard on the butt.

Then he lost his breath and said, "Take the time to get some sleep and get ready."

"I'll take you away tonight at midnight."

"no problem."

Hun Jianglong nodded seriously and was about to ask where he was going.

Suddenly a shrill scream came from outside the door: "Ouch!"

Hun Jianglong asked in confusion, "Sir, what's wrong?"

"fine."

Lu Yuan waved his hand, "In order to protect you, I sacrificed my father."

Hun Jianglong: "Oh..."

"Um?!"

……

Late at night, the streets were deserted and deserted.

Lu Yuan took Hun Jianglong and quietly left the city through the north gate.

On this trip, he only brought Liu Ninglu and Guishu with him.

These two people were the only ones who knew about the existence of Hunjianglong and helped them implement the civet cat-for-prince plan.

Knowing that Qing Cang Wei was secretly active around him, Lu Yuan became more vigilant than before.

The fewer people who know about this dangerous thing, the better.

We boarded the boat that had been prepared and descended smoothly.

In the early morning of the next day, when the sky was dark and bright, we arrived in Liaocheng.

Lu Yuan originally wanted to place Hun Jianglong directly at the dock while it was still dark.

As a result, as soon as we got off the boat and walked a few steps, we saw the plump figure of No. [-] moving in the field.

Lu Yuan stepped forward and saw that it was Lu Qing!

At this moment, Lu Qing was holding two withered wheat seedlings in his hands.

One moment he held it in his hand for observation, the other moment he put it in his mouth to chew, his face full of seriousness as never before.

Lu Yuan suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"Hey, brother, why are you here!"

Lu Qing's eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly, "This is a method taught to us by an old farmer."

“You can tell the best time to sow next year from the dead seedlings left behind this year!”

"Spring is about to begin, so of course we have to provide good water for the folks in Liaocheng!"

Lu Yuan was suddenly moved.

I didn't expect that my incompetent brother would actually look like a parent.

"Brother, you get up first."

Lu Yuan helped Lu Qing up and praised, "Brother, he was right about the person at first."

"It is absolutely right to leave Liaocheng to you!"

"Hey, that's it."

Lu Qing scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, "This is the first time we are on our own."

"Even if it's just a county, it still has to make some achievements for you, right?"

"Hahaha, brother is so hands-on, next year will definitely be a good year!"

The two were reminiscing about old times when Lu Qing suddenly looked up and down at Hun Jianglong beside him.

"Brother, who is this...?"

Lu Yuan forced himself to calm down and said with a smile, "His name is Ni Tao, nicknamed Guoli Loach. He is a new brother I made recently."

"From now on, he will stay in Liaocheng and be my crew instructor."

"Oh, hello, hello, Brother Loach!"

Lu Qing smiled warmly, shook hands with Hun Jianglong, and said happily, "There are not many people who can catch my brother's eye."

"Brother Loach must have made a living at sea before, right?"

"Yes."

Hun Jianglong nodded and said silently: "The main thing is to do some business with those caravans and ships."

Lu Yuan was afraid that if he spoke too much, his secret would be exposed, so he stopped him hastily, "Brother, you are busy here."

"I took Loach first and reported to the dock."

He didn't even look back, and just as he pulled Hun Jianglong away, Lu Qing shouted from behind: "Wait!"

Lu Yuan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be possible that his stupid brother could really see this?
Hun Jianglong secretly clenched his fists and prepared to kill and silence him.

Lu Yuan slowly turned around and asked with a faint smile, "Brother, what's wrong?"

However, Lu Qing strode directly in front of him and gave him a big bear hug.

"Brother, thank you so much!"

"I'm so angry for my brother!" (End of chapter)