I should marry the traitor

Chapter 31 From now on, I will call you Zuosuke
The gray sky and the dancing little sun.

The young man, his face covered in dust, took difficult steps, moving forward step by step. In front of him was a huge rock, on which sat a blind old man with gray hair, sitting cross-legged, holding a book in his hands, with the words "Spring and Autumn" written on it.

"Hu, hu, hu."

One step, two steps, one step, two steps, friction, friction, the boy dragged his tired and heavy body, and finally walked to the boulder with difficulty. Then he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with a bang.

"You're not in good shape, kid. You can't even walk a few steps. You're not as strong as an old man like me." The blind old man didn't even raise his head. He still held the Spring and Autumn Annals and continued to read it, complaining about the boy's poor health.

"Stop talking nonsense. I have come here as agreed. Give me back my Tianxiang Stone!"

"Tsk, what's the point of giving it to you? You can't use it since you're not even an adult yet. Aren't you afraid that someone will steal it if you keep it with you?"

"Don't worry about it. I will protect it this time."

"Ah."

The blind old man smiled slightly, reached into his arms, took out a Tianxiang Stone, and threw it on the ground casually, as if it was not a precious Tianxiang Stone, but a piece of gravel that could be found everywhere.

The young man picked up the Tianxiang Stone and put it in his arms. He stood up with some struggle, and then turned to leave.

"Are you really going to just leave like this?" The blind old man closed the Spring and Autumn Annals, then raised his head with a subtle expression and looked in the direction of the young man. Although he was blind in both eyes, he seemed to be able to see.

"I'm hungry." The boy's answer was simple and unpretentious. The Tianxiang Stone had been recovered, and now he wanted to find a way to get something to eat.

"Tsk tsk." The blind old man held his forehead with one hand: "I really don't know why the Daqian royal family sent something like you to escape Luoyang. How many days can you survive out there with a brain like yours?"

"Ah? How did you know..."

The young man in front of him was none other than the second prince, Li Tianzhu, who was sent out of the palace by Baimei.

After learning that his brother gave him the chance to escape, Li Tianzhu was deeply moved and secretly vowed in his heart that after he became a Xiantian in the future, he would defeat the rebellious ministers and rescue his brother.

But sometimes things are always unexpected, or maybe Li Tianzhu's luck is a bit bad.

Baimei's arrangement was very appropriate. He let Li Tianzhu blend in with the refugees, and at the same time arranged for two third-level martial artists from the school to blend in with the refugees and flee all the way to the south.

According to common sense, in this chaotic time, there are many refugees fleeing to the south, so hiding a prince is not a problem. At the same time, there are two third-level warriors protecting them, so they should be able to reach the south safely.

But along the way, Li Tianzhu couldn't bear to see these poor refugees starving to death, so he always shared some of the food left for him by the two warriors with the refugees who were about to starve to death.

Of course, what these good deeds are rewarded with cannot be goodwill.

Those are refugees who live from day to day and are willing to do anything to survive.

As the saying goes, people only learn etiquette when they have enough food. For refugees who are starving, morality and kindness are all empty words. The most important thing is to survive.

Li Tianzhu, who had always been able to conjure up food, naturally had his bag stolen. There was not much food in it. Li Tianzhu's daily food was given by two loyal warriors.

But in that bundle, there was a top-grade Tianxiang Stone - Zhenwu.

You should know that a Tianxiang Stone represents an opportunity to become a martial artist of a school. Even the weakest martial artist of a school is considered a superior person compared to the working people. No matter whether he joins the army or works as a local official, he will be a popular commodity.

A top-grade Zhenwu Tianxiang Stone caused a bloody storm on the night when Li Tianzhu's bag was stolen. The news spread quickly and the surrounding forces swarmed in. Two loyal warriors died in the melee in order to get the Tianxiang Stone back.

Until this blind old man appeared, he killed all the people fighting for it in an instant. If you want to get your Tianxiang Stone back, follow me. If you follow me, I will give it back to you.

Faced with the request made by the old man, Li Tianzhu had no choice. He walked for a day and a night without eating or drinking. With the blind old man's deliberate leniency, he finally followed reluctantly.

"How should I know? Everyone knows that Zhenwu has always been a treasure of the Daqian royal family." The blind old man said as he jumped down from the stone, kicked Li Tianzhu who was about to get up, and stepped on Li Tianzhu's body: "Don't get up yet."

"Ouch, what are you doing?" Li Tianzhu roared with some dissatisfaction. He had just barely climbed up, but was kicked down by this old man again.

"Shut up, you idiot. You have a good physique, but if it weren't for the Li family's Black Dragon bloodline, you would have died of exhaustion after running around all day and night like this. Don't get up yet, let your body recover." The blind old man stared in amazement, "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this blood, as long as it is stimulated a little, it will recover the physique like a piece of cake. It's too powerful."

"That's right. Otherwise, how could the Li family have been in power for so many years? The Black Dragon bloodline is indeed domineering... Boy, what's your name?"

"Li Tianzhu."

"Are you interested in taking me as your master?"

"Who are you? I want you to be my teacher."

"I am Zuo Ci."

"Master, please bow to me, my disciple!"

The originally unruly Li Tianzhu prostrated himself on the ground, banging his head against the ground and kowtowed until he flew up.

Even Li Tianzhu, who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, had heard of Zuo Ci's story. This old man was already a congenital master thirty years ago. Even if Emperor Qianling were resurrected here and knew that Zuo Ci intended to take his son as a disciple, he would only press Li Tianzhu's head and kowtow harder.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I still like your previous rebellious look, change it up a bit."

"Master, you are joking. I didn't recognize the real master. It's all my fault!"

If becoming a congenital before and saving his brother was still an unattainable dream, the appearance of Zuo Ci at this moment has made Li Tianzhu see a glimmer of hope, and he would never give up.

Listening to Li Tianzhu's kowtow, Zuo Ci showed a satisfied smile. Showing off one's authority in front of others was a bad habit, but he probably couldn't give it up.

"Your real name is too troublesome. Until you have learned something famous, don't tell others your real name."

"Take my last name for now. From now on, I will call you Zuo Zhu. You are the orphan apprentice I picked up."

"Zuozhu knows, thank you teacher for the name."

Seeing Zuo Zhu being so sensible, Zuo Ci nodded with satisfaction and casually brushed his sleeves, looking like a hermit.

Just this action caused the Spring and Autumn Annals in his hand to shake slightly. The cover of the Spring and Autumn Annals was still in his hand, but a picture album fell down.

The cover depicts a bright and lovely woman in disheveled cheongsam, with the title of the book written in large letters next to it: Young Lady Daiyan (II)

"Master, what are you looking at?"

"Shut up, I'm blind and can't see!"

(End of this chapter)