King Zhao Li Fu has been a little annoyed recently.

His mind was full of random thoughts, and even the chatter of the great Confucian scholars at that time made him excited. All he could think about was, how did I travel to such a Tang Dynasty?

Why not travel back in time to the glorious and invincible orthodox Tang Dynasty?

It’s this Journey to the West version of the Tang Dynasty where the sky is filled with gods, Buddhas and ghosts.

I just want to waste my life as a rice insect prince in the prosperous age of Zhenguan.

I don’t want to be scheming by demons, ghosts, gods, Buddhas and saints all day long.

If you are not satisfied with them, not only will you die violently and without a burial place, but your soul will also be sent to the eighteenth level of hell, where you will never be reincarnated.

Even my invincible father, Li Shimin, was tricked into the underworld and frightened in the world of Journey to the West, turning this secular world into a Buddhist kingdom on earth.

How can a prince like me, who has no merit except being a little handsome, stay out of this?

Chang'an City, Chongwen Hall.

The teaching bachelor looked at the absent-minded Zhao King Li Fu and sighed. This naturally smart prince had been absent-minded recently for some unknown reason. "If he hadn't had a photographic memory, I wouldn't have bothered to care about him..." <

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The bachelor holding the scroll sighed and shouted, "Your Highness, King Zhao, have you ever listened carefully to what I just said about "The Peach Blossom Spring"? Just recite it again."

Li Fu didn't seem to hear anything. Li Ming, the fourteenth younger brother Cao next to him, tugged at the hem of Li Fu's clothes under the table. Seeing that his thirteenth brother had come to his senses, he reminded him in a low voice, "Recite "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring"

."

"In the Taiyuan period of the Jin Dynasty, the Wuling people made fishing their main occupation..."

Li Fu stood up and spoke, with a steady rhythm and without any stumbling.

The bachelor became more and more sad and said, "get out of class is over."

Li Fu was still in a daze, thinking to himself, "It would be great if there really was such a paradise."

However, he thought of the darkened version of Peach Blossom Spring.

He was even more sad in his heart, "How can there really be a paradise in this world?"

Li Fu wanted to continue to be in a daze, but his little brother Li Ming pulled his sleeves and said, "Brother Thirteen, there is not much time left during recess, please come with me to show your respects. If Father knows that we are in class during class,

The toilet should be scolded again."

Li Ming's voice became smaller and smaller. It was obvious that he was very afraid of his biological father, the current sage Li Shimin.

Of course Li Fu was also afraid, but he was even more afraid that the "sage" would become "faint", and he was even more afraid that the secular paradise would turn into a Buddhist country without Taoism.

A good life is created by hard-working hands, not by eating fasting and chanting sutras.

Li Fu was disappointed and leaned back. He looked at the carved beams on the dome and thought, "Since you can't run away or hide, let's face it."

Li Fu straightened up and made a decision that went against his father's instructions for him to study seriously.

He will rely on his own strength to overthrow the Buddha's plan and Guanyin's implementation, and seek the Tang Dynasty's journey to the west to learn scriptures.

The best way to overcome fear is to face it.

He coaxed Li Ming beside him and said, "Isn't he obviously a big kid?"

Li Ming straightened his back and said, "Of course!"

Li Fu said, "Old children always go to the toilet by themselves!"

"Then I'll go by myself!"

Li Fu watched Li Ming's leaving figure and slipped out of Chongwen Hall.

He said to the guard, "The bachelor sent me to the Imperial Academy." Then he walked out of the East Palace in a big way.

Li Fu, who was walking outside the palace, did not go in the direction of the Imperial College, but went straight to Ximen Street.

He was going to stop the brainless Dragon King of Jinghe from meeting the tricked Yuan Shoucheng.

Traveling in a hurry.

It is now the thirteenth year of Zhenguan.

There are constant hawking sounds and endless fireworks in various cities and squares. People live and work in peace and contentment, and it is peaceful.

When Li Fuxing went to Ximen Street, he saw a group of people, crowded and noisy, and there was a eloquent talk, "The zodiac sign of the dragon is in conflict with the sign of the tiger. Although Yinchen Sihai is called a combination, I'm afraid

It’s Japan that offends Suijun.”

He didn't need to look inside to know that it was Yuan Shoucheng, his uncle's teacher of theology class and known as Yuan Tiangang, the leader of Qintian Supervisory Station.

I don’t know who is pretending to be this guy. Not long ago, he was telling fishermen whether they would be lucky or unlucky when fishing.

When the Dragon King of Jinghe heard the news from Yaksha, he was furious and rushed to destroy the place.

As soon as Li Fugang stopped, he caught a glimpse of a scholar in white, which was very different from the description in the original work of "Journey to the West".

He immediately stepped forward and stopped him, shouting loudly, "Sir, I see that your hall has turned dark, and there will be a bloody disaster in the near future. We have to guard against it!"

The white-clothed scholar who was the incarnation of the Dragon King of the Jinghe River became angry when he heard this. If it weren't for the dragon son, dragon grandson, shrimp minister, crab warrior, Anji military counselor, Liu Shaoqing, and Li Dazai in front of Chushui Mansion, they persuaded him not to take the sword.

He was afraid that he had chopped off the crow's beak with his sword before he had troubled Yuan Shoucheng.

He paused and flicked the Xiaoyao scarf on his head, "Which kid talks so obscurely?"

"It's me." Li Fu responded loudly.

Mr. Shen Ke in the crowd in the distance frowned.

The scholar in white who was the incarnation of the Dragon King of Jinghe nearby was about to rebuke loudly, but when he looked closely with his dragon eyes, he found that the person speaking in front of him was extremely noble.

Although it is not as high as the highest in the world, it is still precious.

The Dragon King of Jinghe lowered his voice, "Who are you?"

"I am Li Fu, my father's thirteenth son."

The Jinghe Dragon King priesthood is a three-fold canonization of heaven, earth and people, canonization by the Jade Emperor in Heaven, canonization by the Lord of the Underworld, and canonization by the Human Emperor in the human world.

When he heard the words, he spoke in a low tone, "It turns out to be His Royal Highness King Zhao. Xiaolong is short-sighted. Please forgive me. Your Highness just said that Xiaolong has suffered a bloody disaster. How should I explain it?"

Li Fu said, "Do you, the Yaksha of the Jinghe River, report to the fishermen and woodcutter?"

"Yes."

Li Fu continued, "Are you so angry that you came to Ximen Street to stir up trouble?"

"Yes."

Li Fu glanced at the scholar in white who was getting lower and lower and said, "Do you want to bet with him on the clouds and sunshine in the sky?"

The scholar in white was really shocked. He asked, "How did your Highness know this?"

Li Fu shook his head and did not answer the question. He said, "No matter how you answer, you will lose."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" The scholar in white argued, "It is Xiaolong's job to make clouds and rain. How could Xiaolong lose to a fortune teller?"

Li Fu sneered, "You are the one who moves the clouds and brings the rain. But do you have the final say on how much rain it will rain and when it will rain?"

"I..." The scholar in white was speechless.

Li Fu said, "How dare you disobey the Jade Emperor's edict?"

"Xiaolong doesn't dare."

Li Fu said, "Go and make a bet with him on whether it will rain tomorrow. No matter how he answers, the order will definitely arrive after you return to Jinghe."

The Dragon King in white said, "Your Highness, please don't be alarmist. How can such a powerful person, who can reach the heaven and the earth, be unknown? How can he be a fisherman and take advantage of the little dragon?"

Li Fu said, "There is a reason for it, but it cannot be explained clearly. It will reveal the secret of heaven and not spread it to the six ears."

"Your Highness, don't try to be mysterious! Xiaolong doesn't believe he will lose!"

Li Fu sighed and said, "If you persist in this, I will see you on the Dragon Cutting Platform tomorrow."

The scholar in white said, "That is Xiaolong's destiny."

Li Fu watched helplessly as the Jinghe Dragon King spared him and went straight to the teacher's seat.
Chapter completed!