The black-robed turtle man looked in the direction he was pointing at, looked at it for a while, and then shook his head and said, "No, the villain did send a painting last night, but it was not this one, it was another, and the villain remembered that he handed over the painting to Tang Gongzi himself." ”

As he spoke, he glanced around the room with his peripheral vision, and wondered, "Isn't Tang Gongzi here?"

Tang Zhizhang, who was leaning on the foot of the table, glared at him fiercely when he heard this, and coughed to show his existence.

The black-robed turtle prince glanced at him strangely, didn't pay attention to it, but squatted down to pick up the rice paper that was broken in two, pointed to the paper rattan that was prayed on the outside of the rice paper, and explained, "Guest officer, please see, this material of paper rattan is the favorite material of the literati and celebrities of the Xia Dynasty when they installed prayer paper and ink treasures, and now it has long been abandoned and no longer exists on the market. ”

"So, this should be an ancient painting, and it's not too old. The black-robed turtle boy shook his head and sighed, "Alas, it's a pity. ”

“......”

Seeing his sighing appearance, Wang Junwei suddenly couldn't help it, pointed to his nose and scolded, "An ancient hammer, the two labor-management brothers were almost killed by this ancient painting, and the ancient painting, I think this painting was sent by you Huamanlou, intending to make money and kill ......"

"Murder for money?" The black-robed turtle prince was a little speechless when he heard this, "Prince Wang, what are you talking about? Hua Manlou has always welcomed visitors from all over the world, laughed at guests from all over the world, and based on sincerity, how could he make money and kill people?"

"What we do is a serious skin and meat business, with government approval. ”

"You ......" Wang Junwei glared and wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Zhao Ting.

"That's enough, Junwei. Zhao Ting said coldly.

As soon as he scolded him, Wang Junwei glared at the black-robed turtle prince fiercely, and then stood behind Zhao Ting.

Zhao Ting's heart moved, and a wisp of invisible mental power quietly attached to the hair of the black-robed turtle prince, and then waved to him and said, "Okay, you go first." ”

"Hey, okay, the villain quits first. ”

Looking at the back of the black-robed turtle man turning away, Zhao Ting showed a thoughtful look on his face, and then turned his head, two snow-white grasses with the shape of his hair appeared out of thin air in his hands, handed them to the two people in front of him, and said, "One plant for one person, eat it, and hang your lives first." ”

......

......

Soon, night fell, and it slowly darkened.

Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the sky is not covered by clouds, but it is a rare good weather.

On the wharf by the Jiuqu River in the west of the city, a black ebony fishing boat was quietly docked at this time, and the hull of the boat rose and fell regularly with the river.

"Brother Mingyuan, this farewell, I don't know what year or month I will see you again. In the pavilion by the river, a middle-aged man in a black robe looked at Tian Mingyuan in front of him with his hand, and there was a hint of reluctance in his eyes, "The north is tall and wide, and the night is deep and frosty.

Tian Mingyuan patted the back of the black-robed middle-aged man's hand, smiled heartily, and said, "Brother Jiang Mu, don't worry, no matter how big the world is, it can't be as big as friendship." Tian set off late at night, but Jun still came to see him off, and this friendship really moved Tian. ”

"But Brother Jiang Mu must not feel sad. A poem once said that life is like a reverse journey, and I am also a pedestrian. Since they are all passers-by between heaven and earth, why should they care about the gathering and parting in front of them?"

"I just know that I am like-minded with you and treat each other with all sincerity, this is enough!"

The middle-aged man in the black robe was a little moved when he heard this, and sighed, "Yes, yes, that's enough." ”

After a pause, the black-robed middle-aged man changed a melancholy look on his face, and said, "It's just that now that the court is at the time of the alternation of power, Brother Mingyuan is in the temple, as if he is in a deep whirlpool, and there are undercurrents surging in all directions, Jun, be careful." ”

"You must know that although your proposition is for the benefit of the country and the people, it has offended the interests of many people, I am afraid that it will ......"

Tian Mingyuan saw his worried look, and couldn't help but comfort him: "Brother Jiang Mu, don't worry. The situation in the court and China seems to be chaotic and dangerous, but it is all because the crown prince has not yet ascended the throne, and his name is not right. Just waiting for the prince to ascend to Dabao, Tian told those who were dragging their feet to have nothing to say. ”

"When the time comes, kill those who should be killed, and exile those who should be exiled. ”

Speaking of this, Tian Mingyuan's face already had a look of slaughter, and his eyes were fierce.

The black-robed middle-aged man's lips moved, and he wanted to say something more, but the boatman on the dock Lan Boat had already tapped the bamboo pole and softly urged Tian Mingyuan to say, "Master, it's time to go." ”

Tian Mingyuan responded when he heard this, then looked at the black-robed middle-aged man in front of him with a smile, and said, "This ignorant slave is urging me again." ”

The black-robed middle-aged man glanced at the sky outside the pavilion and said, "Well, it's really not early, then, Brother Mingyuan, let's set off quickly." ”

"Okay, Brother Jiang Mu, the coming day will be long, and there will be a period later. ”

"There will be a date later!"

Bidding farewell to the black-robed middle-aged man, Tian Mingyuan boarded the Lan Boat along the dock, and waved at the black-robed middle-aged man who was still watching him in the small pavilion on the shore, until the boat gradually drove away and disappeared into the night, he stopped what he was doing, and got into the cabin with his waist bent.

There was still a person sitting in the cabin, it was the handsome white-robed young man who appeared in Datong Academy and had a brief conversation with Zhao Ting.

He was sitting cross-legged on the ground at this moment, holding a long-bladed sword in his hand, the blade of which was slightly glowing blue under the light of the ship's lamp, and looked extremely strange.

The white-robed young man picked up the gold bottle on the table, slowly poured out the fine wine in it, and sprinkled it on the long sword drop by drop, the wine was steaming white, and slowly flowed down the blade of the sword, and in the end, not a drop was stained on the sword.

Well, a rare blade of magic weapons.

"Farewell?"

Seeing Tian Mingyuan coming in, the white-robed young man didn't raise his head, but just asked casually, thinking that he and Tian Mingyuan should have a very close relationship.

Tian Mingyuan smiled and said, "It's over." ”

Then he added, "You may not understand why we humans say goodbye so solemnly. ”

"Because we don't like you, we can't fly, we walk very slowly, and every time we see each other, it's likely to be the last one in our lives. The journey from Youzhou to Jiangzhou may only take less than half a month for you, but let me go, even if I ride a thousand miles of horses and travel under the stars, it will take half a year. ”

Saying that, he seemed to be a little emotional, and said, "I remember that in the early years of Jixin, I was a member of the Zhongshu House, and Brother Jiang Mu was a member of the Living House. They once vowed together to adhere to their ethics, assist the monarch in governing the country, and become a generation of famous ministers. ”

"Haha, more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and these memories are as unforgettable as yesterday in retrospect. ”