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During the Zhenguan period, Sichuan was also known as Lizhou. On the wide streets of Lizhou City, a young man in a shabby Taoist robe carried a wooden sword around his waist and a hip flask in his hand.

While drinking wine, he was holding the meat between his teeth. Next to him, a donkey was walking slowly. On the back of the donkey, there was another wearing a shabby robe.

Wearing a Taoist crown and a slightly older face, this old fellow was gulping at the chicken legs in his hands, eating the last bite of meat with a face of enjoyment.

He took the leftover bones and couldn't help going all the way. The young man who watched this scene rolled his eyes helplessly, and said directly:

"Old Taoist, what do you do if you throw rubbish at will and hit flowers and plants? You don't look like a monk at all."

Hearing the words, the old Taoist opened his squinted eyes and glanced at the young man next to him before he said:

"Thousand Mo disciple! You don't understand this. Why should I throw this chicken thigh bone, because this chicken thigh bone is driven by his fate, just like why you entered my door, this is all driven by fate, this world is all Has its own destiny."

"Fuck! I was speechless as you said."

Bai Qianmo didn't continue to argue with the old guy. While continuing to take a sip of the wine in his hand, he looked for the topic again and said, "Old Taoist, what are we going to do when we leave Chang'an this time and come to Lizhou?"

"I came to Lizhou this time to make a good bond for you, and maybe you can save your life in the future."

The old Taoist touched the white beard in his hand, and said with a soft smile, but when Bai Qianmo heard the words, it was Monk Zhang Er who was puzzled, wondering what kind of medicine the old Taoist sold in the gourd?

Although I don't know Bai Qianmo, I don't plan to dig out the root problem. I just follow the old Taoist priests arrogantly and shuttle through the streets of Chang'an, enjoying the beauty of Lizhou.

Without knowing where they were going, Bai Qianmo and the old Taoist suddenly stopped and couldn't leave. Bai Qianmo couldn't help looking around curiously, and asked:

"Old Taoist why did you stop? Have you reached your destination?"

Hearing the words, the old Taoist did not answer, but instead stretched out his old palm, pinched his fingers to make a calculation, opened his squinted eyes and turned around.

With a confused look on Bai Qianmo, he walked in directly to a nearby house, but was stopped by two guards. One of the guards frowned and asked:

"Who came? What did you do in the house in my martial house?"

"You go in and report to your Patriarch, saying that Yuan Tiangang was invited here."

The old Taoist finished speaking softly, the two guards did not continue to embarrass Bai Qianmo, one of them turned and entered the house, the other held his fist at the two.

He opened his mouth and said: "Two gentlemen! Wait here for a while, and it will be fine soon."

"You're welcome."

The old Taoist also clasped his fists in return, and Bai Qianmo beside him really couldn't help raising his brows, always feeling that there was a feeling of deja vu in this scene.

It's like I've heard it somewhere, but I can't remember the specific details. I didn't ask the two to take how long, and the guard who would go to report the letter came back hurriedly.

In front of him, there was this middle-aged man wearing a cyan moiré gown. Although the middle-aged man had a somewhat ordinary face, his temperament was quite different from that of ordinary people.

Before Bai Qianmo could see anything, the middle-aged man with a smile on his face, hurriedly walked over to the old Taoist priest, clasped his fists and smiled: "Old Mr. Yuan! I haven't seen him in a few years, he is still a fairytale. It’s not reduced back then!"

"Mr. Wu said goodbye back then, don't come unharmed."

The old Taoist said and hugged his fists. Bai Qianmo next to him also paid a junior ceremony out of politeness. The middle-aged man also smiled and nodded to Bai Qianmo.

He opened his mouth and invited, "Mr. Yuan, please, among the few unpromising younger generations in my family, there is Mr. Lao's advice."

"I can't talk about giving directions, it's just that my relationship with your martial arts family is still not separated."

While talking and laughing with the middle-aged man, the old Taoist walked in toward the main hall of the house. Behind them, Qianmo Bai Qianmo looked around curiously.

After looking at the residence of the Lizhou Governor, the three of them walked into the hall after a while. Several maids were seated for the guest and host to serve tea, and the middle-aged person also sent someone to notify his wife.

It didn't take long for Bai Qianmo to wait for the two, when a woman in a Chinese dress walked slowly, and behind her three children who were only five or six years old.

The woman bowed to the old Taoist priest and the middle-aged man, and said softly: "I have seen Mr. Yuan and this little Taoist leader."

"Madam is polite."

The old Taoist also smiled and replied, and the middle-aged man also smiled and said: "Mr. Yuan, if you don't mind, let's take a look at the face of the insider first?"

Bai Qianmo, who was sitting there, raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, but he didn't say anything. The old Taoist priest just smiled and touched his beard.

He opened his mouth and said softly: "Lao Fuguan, Mrs. Guan, born with extraordinary bones, there must be a precious son in the family."

"Oh! Then, Mr. Yuan, take a look, look at the younger generations in my family, that is Takako."

The middle-aged man and woman who heard the words came to look at the old Taoist with interest at the same time, and first called their two sons over and stood in front of the old Taoist.

The old Taoist just touched his beard and glanced at the two boys, but did not speak, but instead called Bai Qianmo over while drinking tea and watching the show.

Bai Qianmo walked over reluctantly. The old Taoist just touched his beard, and said to the middle-aged man and the woman: "This is my disciple. I practice the same method. Let me talk about the faces of the two sons."

"Well, then I would like to ask the leader of the small road to tell our couple about the faces of my two sons."

The smile on the middle-aged man's face did not change in any way, nor did he look down on any kind of dog-blood plot. He just looked at Bai Qianmo calmly, and Bai Qianmo just glanced at it.

The old Taoist who was smiling there knew that this old guy had just come up with this set in order to be famous, but it felt a little uncomfortable.

Although it was quite uncomfortable, Bai Qianmo didn't want to embarrass the old Taoist priest. He glanced at the two boys and said directly: "Well! These two little boys must be the sons of the Bao family in the future and can be ranked third."

Hearing the words, the middle-aged man and the woman nodded, the woman.He spoke softly: "The little sir! Look at my eldest daughter, how does it look?"

Bai Qianmo glanced at the other side, a slightly older girl glanced at it, and said: "This little girl gave birth to a pretty good birth, and she will also be rich in the future, but..."

Speaking of this, Bai Qianmo pondered for a while, and in the middle-aged man and the woman's somewhat worried gaze, he said, "It's just that this little girl is facing a disadvantage to her husband."

Hearing the words, the atmosphere in the hall instantly cooled down, and the middle-aged man sitting in the lead frowned and looked at the old Taoist man drinking tea.

The old Taoist priest didn't say anything. He just drank tea. Just as the atmosphere in the hall became more and more depressing, a woman dressed in an underwhelmed costume was holding a baby in her arms.

Walked in from outside the hall, came to the hall to face the middle-aged man, and the woman sitting next to him, said, "Report Madam! The little son has been crying for some reason, and there is no way to coax him.

After hearing the words, the woman sitting there couldn't help but frowned and walked down from the seat, came to the next person, stretched out her hand, and carried the baby into her arms.

He gently patted the baby on the back, trying to stop the baby from crying, but it didn't work, but the old Taoist who was drinking tea there.

Indeed, from the time the baby entered the hall, without looking away, he had been paying attention to the old Taoist Bai Qianmo and the middle-aged man, and couldn't help but put his eyes on the baby.

Before the two of them could ask, the old Taoist priest first spoke to the woman and said, "Madam, can you hold the baby in your arms and let the old man take a look."

Upon hearing the words, the woman didn't say anything. She walked over directly with the baby in her arms, and the old Taoist also put away the laziness, carefully checking the baby's face and bones.

While watching, he murmured: "This Langjun's dragon-eyed and phoenix-necked neck is the ultimate noble appearance..."

Speaking of the old Taoist priest, he turned to look sideways, his eyes did not shrink and exclaimed: "If it is a girl, it is really unpredictable, and it will definitely be the Lord of the world."

The voice fell to the middle-aged man and the woman holding the baby, their whole body trembled, but it calmed down quickly, but Bai Qianmo was standing next to the old Taoist priest.

Indeed, I suddenly realized something. Looking at the baby in the woman's arms again, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch. Could he be like Wu Zetian in the future, the first empress in Chinese history!

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