From Li Shimin's perspective, Luo used this flattery very quickly. Recently, because the Emperor was seriously ill, the hearts of the people in the court were shaken again. At this time, someone really needed to stand up and mention his military and political achievements over the years.

Luo Yong is known as a coffin board, giving people a tough image. From his words, he naturally seems to have a little more sincere feelings than others.

Since Luo Sanlang was tactful, the saint was happy to give him some face. He praised him very much at the ministers present, and focused on his contribution to agriculture by burning dirt and burning manure. Finally, he rewarded 100 pieces of silk and gave him food to the corridor.

The so-called under-the-lane food is a working meal arranged by the court for the ministers who attended the court. The poor children like Luo Yong can eat a down-the-lane food with the officials present, which is also considered to be a pale face.

The chefs in the palace are good at craftsmanship. Luo Yong was very happy to eat this meal. The main reason is that people at this time are eating without saying a word. The food in this corridor pays special attention to etiquette. So everyone ate their own food and no one talks. Luo Yong felt very comfortable.

After dinner, we should leave the palace. There is still a little eunuch who will lead Luo Yong. As for the hundred pieces of silk that the emperor rewarded, someone will be sent to Luo Yong's house later.

On the way out of the palace, I met a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe. He was tall, legs, and fairy-like. I won’t talk about whether he has real skills. Judging from his appearance alone, he is still very frightening.

At this time, most of the high-ranking officials believed in Taoism, and it was normal for Taoists to walk in the palace. Some of the officials who went to court stopped to talk to the Taoist. When Luo Yong passed by them, he felt a gaze surfing on him.

The unconcealed investigation made Luo Yong unhappy, so he turned around and grinned at the other party: Old Taoist, do you want to fight me for three hundred rounds?

When the Taoist priest saw this, he smiled slightly, nodded in the direction where Luo Yong was, and his every move was full of fairy-like appearance.

Those who can walk in the palace will naturally not be ordinary Taoists. Those who can be recognized by the royal family have some real skills.

The Taoist priest in front of him was a little confused when he heard about Luo Sanlang's deeds in Hedong. Today, when he heard that Luo Sanlang entered the palace, he came over to take a look, but he couldn't see anything.

Not all monks and Taoists are indifferent to fame and fortune, especially those who deal with the royal family. They may have real skills, but the fundamental reason for fighting for power and profit is to deceive and fight, and they fight each other very hard.

If Luo Yong saw something wrong with him today, the Taoist priest must have done this matter to show his ability.

But he couldn't see anything. In this case, even if he had any doubts in his heart, he would not dare to act rashly, so as not to be pulled by his opponent.

After all, Luo Sanlang is not an unknown country boy. He is famous and very popular. His life and death cannot be controlled by himself. If another expert comes forward to speak for him, how can he come to Taiwan? If one thing is not done well, he will be ruined.

Luo Yong also knew that people at this time believed in ghosts and gods. If time travelers like him were not properly dealt with, they would be killed without a complete corpse.

However, there are some things that the more you are afraid of shrinking, the more others will mess with you. If you straighten your back and then ignite your arrogance, the other party will have to consider your ability and don’t lose any loss of rice when the time comes.

Facing the Taoist priest who seemed very capable and sharp in front of him, Luo Yong was not guilty at all. He did not harm the country or the people. He was not a lonely ghost or a monster. He was afraid that the Taoist priest would be a egg.

In addition, there is another thing that Luo Yong cares a lot recently, that is his handwriting.

I don't know why, but he clearly didn't imitate it very deliberately, but the words he wrote were more and more similar to the handwriting left by Luo Sanlang in the past, similar in shape and spirit.

Then there was an idea that sprouted in Luo Yong's heart. Maybe he was not a so-called time traveler at all, he was just returning.

In a disaster that summer, although Luo Sanlang had not died, his soul accidentally entered the cycle of reincarnation. He lived in the 21st century for more than 20 years. When the time came, he came back and brought back a space treasure.

Rather than saying that Luo Sanlang is the host of Luo Yong, it is better to say that Luo Yong is the incarnation of Luo Sanlang.

Now, whether it is Luo Yong in the 21st century or Luo Sanlang in Xipo Village, Luo Yong treats them as part of himself. This perception makes him feel very at ease.

Think about it again, there shouldn't be such coincidences in this world, the same name, extremely similar appearance, and the same handwriting.

He did not travel through time, he just returned.

Since that's the case, why should you be afraid of those old-fashioned wise men?

"Mr. Lang, when will we return home?" On the carriage, the healthy servant Teng Chao asked Luo Yong.

"Let's go back in another two or three days." Luo Yong replied. Today is the fourteenth day, Luo Yong thought it was more appropriate to set off at that time. In the next two days, he wanted to visit the East and West cities of Chang'an City.

It is said that the two markets of things are all-encompassing and there are everything. Because of this, people later called things something.

A few days ago, Luo Yong had to sit at home and wait for Listening to Xuan, so he didn't go out much. At this time, the business was done, so he naturally had to stroll around.

And Qiao Junlin...

Luo Yong was also a little worried. Of course there was no problem with being proactive, but the boy seemed to treat himself as a Vajra Indestructible.

There is nothing in this world that will not be broken. Pottery will be broken and wood will be broken, stone and jade will be broken, and gold will be broken.

If a person is injured, physical wounds are often easier to recover, but mentally it is difficult. It will stay in your life. No matter ten or twenty years have passed, when you look back again, the wounds are still there and will still hurt.

Qiao Junlin now does not understand this truth. His so-called social engagements have cut wounds on the young man's unprepared self-esteem. These wounds may take a long time to heal, and may be longer than his life.

Luo Yong thought for a while and said to Teng Chao who was driving the car: "Go to Du Mansion."

"But you want to find Du Qilang?" Teng Chao asked, "You must know that there are more than one or two Du Mansions in Chang'an City. When he was studying and seeking an official position with his husband in Chang'an City, he also walked around a lot.

"That's right." Luo Yong said.

In Qiao Junlin's case, Luo Yong could not find anyone else to help with it. When it comes to hype and publicity, Luo Yong has never heard of someone more capable than Du Xi.

When the carriage arrived at Du's house, the nurse Teng Chao got out of the car and said a few words to the doorman, saying that his husband was Luosanlang, and his wife was an old friend of Qilang, and he came to Beijing recently and came to visit him.

The gatekeeper also heard about Luo Sanlang's name and knew that he and Du Xi were indeed intimate. At this time, he sent a young servant to pass the message and invited Luo Yong to the hall in the mansion to serve guests.

Whether the family is in charge or not, it is always rude to let guests wait outside.

But not everyone can let them treat each other with courtesy. Luo Yong is basically qualified now.

Thinking of the silk cloth that the emperor rewarded was delivered to him, Luo Yong asked Teng Chao to go home and wait first. He had seen Du Xi here and then went back by himself.

Just as Luo Yong was waiting for people in a small hospitality for guests in the Du Mansion, in a high wall not too far from Du Mansion, the Taoist who had met Luo Yong was in an interview with a young man at this time.

"In the opinion of Taoist priest, how about Luo Sanlang?" This young man's gorgeous clothes can also have his own place in this palace and can also receive foreign guests. Needless to say, he must be the prince.

"It is transparent and has insufficient strategy, and is not a talent for a strategist." Even in front of the young prince, the Taoist still acted like a master. Many people just took this trick. If you don't take it seriously, you won't take it seriously.

At this moment, when the Taoist faced the young prince in front of him, although he was a little respectful on his face, he felt contempt in his heart:

It's really stupid. If you don't even give me your face, can you come and be a counselor? How can you compete with his brothers and bet on this person, and you have no chance of winning. It seems that you have to find another way out.

At this center of power, even as a prince, it is inevitable that people will be used to plot. Today's saints always want to protect their descendants, but in the end, there are a few who are really considerate.
Chapter completed!