A night of silence.

Lu Sheng did not take any additional actions, but first slowly replenished the body's deficiencies with Yang Yuan to prepare for the subsequent practice.

The next day, he got up early in the morning before dark.

Under the service of the maid, he washed and dressed neatly, took the sachet and slowly walked out of the bedroom.

Outside the bedroom is a small garden with a rockery, a stream, and a small red pavilion with four corners.

When Lu Sheng came out, he happened to meet a handsome young man in the pavilion, stretching out his hand to rub the breasts of the female guard beside him. The two were flirting and talking as if no one was watching.

Lu Sheng rummaged through Huang Jing's memory and immediately recognized the young master's identity.

Yuan Jikong, the son of the royal garrison general, and the eldest son. Like Huang Jing, he spent his days drinking and drinking unscrupulously, drunk and dreaming all day long.

Huang Jing still wakes up a little bit occasionally and feels sad and angry for the huge dynasty that is gradually coming to an end, but this one is completely different.

Yuan Jikong was romantic by nature, handsome in appearance, and his father was in a high position. Naturally, he brought harm to countless girls.

He, Huang Jing, and Shi Tonghao were notorious in the Huanliu area where the palace was located, and everyone knew it.

But Lu Sheng himself understood that Yuan Jikong and Shi Tonghao were actually using the face of Prince Yue's palace to run rampant and tyrannical.

But compared to these two people, Huang Jing was less obsessed with women and more fond of drinking. When he was drunk and intoxicated, he was led by these two people and his body was exhausted.

"Ouch, brother, are you up? There was no maid to serve last night. I heard that brother drank a lot of wine, but what's the matter with you?" When Yuan Jikong saw Lu Sheng come out, he immediately pushed away the female guard beside him and took a big step. Come this way.

"You came so early?" Lu Sheng said calmly, imitating Huang Jing's tone.

"Isn't this an agreement we made before? Didn't eldest brother forget it? General Chen Kai of Jiusang Mansion sent a big gift, and he is waiting for the Crown Prince to give his daughter some face and let his daughter go." Yuan Jikong approached with a playful smile.

"As I tell you, little brother, if you want this gift, then Chen Qiuhan also wants it! My elder brother has also seen that girl. With such beauty, even if she stays in the small Jiu Sang Mansion, she will be coveted sooner or later. It's better for me to accept it." It would be best to have her as a concubine!"

"We'll talk about this later. Now I have to go see my father. Do you want to come with me?" Lu Sheng said calmly.

"No, no." As soon as he heard that he was going to see Prince Yue, Yuan Jikong suddenly stopped smiling and did not dare to talk nonsense.

Prince Yue's pampering of his son does not mean that he is also generous to outsiders.

Among the nine kings of the entire dynasty, this prince was also considered to have a bad temper. Although he was not proficient in martial arts, his three major generals stationed hundreds of thousands of troops and controlled several large surrounding provinces and regions. It can be said that he has strong troops and powerful horses.

Behind Princess Ning He, the Ning family is even more wealthy, and is in charge of nearly half of the powder and lotion in the dynasty.

If someone is rich, even the emperor will have to coax him, let alone the ordinary forces.

"No, didn't the prince go to conquer the foreign tribes in the west a while ago?" Yuan Jikong was suddenly stunned.

"Really?" Lu Sheng also slapped his forehead. His memory was hazy. There wasn't much about yesterday. It was obvious that when Prince Yue left, the original body was in a state of chaos and didn't know anything.

"How about it, eldest brother, do you want to see this great gift from Jiusang Mansion with my younger brother?" Yuan Jikong suddenly smiled playfully again.

"I'm not going." Lu Sheng frowned, "Don't mention this matter. By the way, you can help me find out if there are any Taoist masters who have been in the city recently."

In Huang Jing's interpersonal relationships in his memory, although Yuan Jikong was not a capable person, he was still trustworthy.

On two occasions when he was assassinated, Yuan Jikong took the initiative to stand in front of Huang Jing.

"Taoist master?" Yuan Jikong was stunned. Before he could recover, Lu Sheng had already left.

The prince's residence was an independent garden. Lu Sheng walked through a wide horse road and walked into a larger garden.

According to the formal rules, he needs to go to his biological mother Ning He to pay tribute first. But this rule was in vain for him.

Ning He has always been cold-tempered. Although she is a princess, she doesn't care much about Prince Yue or her son. She only plays the piano and reads books all day long.

Lu Sheng entered the courtyard and saw a graceful woman covered in snow-white standing under the eaves from a distance, with two maids carefully supporting her beside her.

Since I can't see Prince Yue, it's not a bad idea to meet the biological mother who is in charge of the inner palace. Lu Sheng always felt that this world was very similar to the list of gods he had seen on Earth. There were Nuwa, immortals, and two powerful sects fighting against each other.

But the top priority now is to find a channel to see if we can get in touch with the main systems of this world.

That is Taoism.

"The child has seen his mother." As he approached, Lu Sheng followed Huang Jing's example and saluted Princess Ning He respectfully.

"Excuse me, getting up so early doesn't look like you who are always lazy? But something happened?" The princess glanced at Lu Sheng, then returned to the book in her hand.

Lu Sheng took a look at his biological mother. Not to mention her slim figure, she had a dignified and beautiful appearance, delicate skin, and black hair. She didn't look like a princess when she stood there, but rather looked like an ordinary daughter of a wealthy family who was good at playing, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting.

There is no aura of a princess at all.

It is said that Ning He was originally a close relative of another young master and they were in love with each other. However, they did not expect to be accidentally seen by Prince Yue by chance. So in order to cling to the powerful, the Ning family sent Ning He to Prince Yue's residence the next day.

Unexpectedly, with just one night of favor, Ning He became pregnant with the crown prince and gave birth to Huang Jing. Then, the mother was more valuable than the son, and the head of the Ning family made some strategizing and conquests, and finally succeeded in pushing her to become the princess. throne.

It's just that Ning He was very indifferent to his son and Prince Yue because he was forced to break up their original relationship. Not deeply emotional.

Prince Yue only regarded her as a plaything and a combination of interests. If it weren't for the support of his son, Ning He would not be able to ascend the throne of the princess.

"The child does have something to ask of his mother." Lu Sheng's mind turned to the information about the woman in front of him.

"Tell me. Which family's daughter do you like again?" The princess put down the book and looked at Lu Sheng with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

"No." Lu Sheng shook his head quickly, "My child came here today to read a few strange novels, and he is very yearning for the legendary masters of Taoism. I wonder if our Yuewang Mansion can invite one or two such masters? "

"A master of Taoism?" The princess was slightly startled. Although she was obsessed with poetry, music, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, she was not an ordinary woman who knew nothing.

Although there are not many such masters, as a relative of the emperor, with the power of the Yue Palace, we can still invite one or two.

She pondered for a moment and then carefully observed Lu Sheng's expression.

"If you are really interested, your grandpa has a Taoist outsider in his house. It is said that he has some cultivation. I will send someone to pick it up for you later and have a look."

Lu Sheng was overjoyed. The grandfather's family was trying every possible way to curry favor with the palace. In addition, he was a wealthy businessman and had an astonishingly large network of contacts and intelligence. If he could be found, he would definitely be found.

"Thank you so much, mother!" He quickly saluted with his hands in hand.

"If you are really interested in Taoism, go back and read a few more Taoist canons." The princess seemed tired and ignored Lu Sheng, turning around and entering the house.

Lu Sheng saw her off respectfully. It wasn't until the princess entered the house that he turned around and left, heading back to his courtyard.

"As a prince, it's really not an ordinary convenience."

It was solved so easily, and he felt relaxed as he walked along. When crossing the horse path between the two villas, he suddenly heard a faint shout in the distance.

"Are these the personal guards who practice martial arts in the palace doing morning exercises?" Lu Sheng judged in his mind.

Going along the horse path, he soon saw a vast school field, with dozens of people standing here and there, each doing their own exercises.

Some were lifting stone locks, some were thrusting into the sand basin, some were hitting trees with their upper bodies bare, some were practicing sparring with weapons, and some were smashing with bare hands.

There are many tricks, but Lu Sheng just glanced at them and roughly understood the mainstream of martial arts in this world.

These are the personal guards of the Moon Palace, and they are all top elites. However, even these people are only practicing ordinary outer martial arts. Not to mention the immortal qi training, they are all ordinary internal martial arts. can not see.

"Is it suppressed by the gods or gods?" Lu Sheng's heart felt a little heavy.

When he returned to his yard, he had a banquet set up with good food and wine, and then someone quickly sent him relevant information.

He flipped through it and waited for a while. Soon a maid from the princess's side came with a seasoned man with white hair and beard.

This old Taoist wore a blue-black Taoist robe, had a long goatee, his face was red, and his skin was plump and rosy. He held a fine silver-handled whisk in his hand. He looked like a fairy and had a very good appearance.

"I have met the prince, I am a poor Taoist village named Wuyouzi, and I heard that the prince is interested in Taoism. I wonder what you want to know about it?" When the old Taoist saw Lu Sheng, he immediately revealed his true colors, his face full of excitement. laugh.

Lu Sheng looked the old man up and down with a playful smile on his face, complimenting him carefully.

The information clearly records the details of this old man. It is said that he is an abandoned disciple of a small sect. He has little ability. He only knows the breathing technique to strengthen the body and does not know anything else.

When he was recruited into the Ning family, this old boy boasted that he could swallow the essence of heaven and earth and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

But after so many years, everyone has understood that this old man is in better shape than the average person and wears less clothes when the weather is cold. Other than that, I have never seen him have any other abilities.

Oh, by the way, this old man seems to know a set of Tongshan longevity boxing. It is a health-preserving exercise similar to Wu Qin Xi.

Although it is not very useful, this old Taoist is still very good at talking, and he can read Tao Zang well. In addition, as a member of the Taoist sect, I know a lot about the inside story.

"It turns out to be Taoist Priest Wuyouzi. To be honest with Taoist Priest, I have recently become very interested in Taoism. I wonder if I am good at this legendary magical Taoism?" Lu Sheng asked directly.

"Taofa?" Wuyouzi was originally smiling, but when he heard the word "Taofa", his face suddenly wrinkled.

"Your Majesty, I don't know something. The Taoism practiced by a poor Taoist cannot be demonstrated in front of others, and the Taoism practiced by a poor Taoist is shallow. At most, he can protect himself from the cold and heat.

If you really want to talk about the miraculous Taoism that is rumored, I am afraid that only a poor Taoist teacher can achieve it."