Early the next morning, Chumen cleaned up and came to the door of the yamen.

When he approached leisurely nibbling on steamed buns, Yueyue, who was dressed in men's clothes, also fell on the road.

A small face was full of anger, and it looked like it had been waiting for a long time.

Truman smiled faintly, took out a bun from his arms and handed it over.

He said casually, "Eat?" ”

Yueyue stared at Truman hatefully, didn't reply, and went straight in one direction.

It can be seen that she is still a little unhappy that Truman guessed her task yesterday.

Holding two buns, Truman took a bite of each before following Yueyue.

It's still early, and it's just dawning.

There are no lights on the road, so you can only see a little bit of the road.

Early in the morning, he saw some acquaintances on the road.

It was Wang Ergou of the Qinglong Gang who was sitting on the ground, holding the big yellow dog in his arms.

There were some dewdrops on his body, and it was obvious that he had been here all night, and his mood was so low that he didn't notice Yueyue and Truman approaching.

Yueyue didn't know each other, so she naturally quickly swept over.

She stopped when Truman stopped.

Looking at the almost soulless man in front of him, Truman kicked him with his foot.

Truman's strength was very heavy, and Wang Ergou obviously noticed it.

But he just glanced back.

I just felt a little familiar, and I didn't pay much attention to it.

But the big yellow dog in his arms recognized him, and kept sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail.

Seeing that Wang Ergou had no reaction, Truman kicked twice.

"It's still early, you don't have the right to drive me away from here, if you want to set up a stall, wait until dawn."

Wang Ergou didn't look back, just put his feet away, and then said with great resentment.

Looking at his state, Truman knew that he couldn't say anything more to him today.

He touched it in his arms, then took out a bun and threw it over.

Even with food and money in front of him, Wang Ergou didn't take his eyes over.

He was still staring blankly into the darkness.

......

On the way, Truman kept walking with the moon.

"Where are you taking me?"

It's still early, and Truman won't think that Mrs. Luo will hold a marriage at this time.

"Just come with me, why do you ask so much?"

"Oh."

Truman shrugged, although he didn't know why, he still walked with Yueyue.

A moment later, Yueyue led Truman to a stop in front of a dilapidated temple.

In front of the stone temple, Yueyue gave way to a place and motioned for Trumen to go inside.

Pointing to the temple, Truman asked, "Someone is looking for me?" ”

Yueyue nodded.

"Who is it?"

Truman threw his head over.

"It can't be Ji Anlan, right?"

"Won't? The midyear festival has just passed, and she can't come again so soon. ”

"Who the hell is it?"

Truman guessed: "Could it be Your Majesty?" ”

Yueyue said: "Don't guess, go in, my father-in-law doesn't have much time." ”

Father-in-law?

The grandfather Gao who often followed His Majesty the Emperor?

His Majesty the Emperor even sent it to Gonggong Gao, and it must be a great event.

Truman was no longer entangled and walked into the temple.

The moon keeps up.

The temple was dilapidated and the ground was covered with dust.

The dilapidated Buddha statue is full of spider silk.

And under the statue of the Buddha, there is a man with a slumped body who is praying sincerely.

It wasn't quite dawn yet, and Truman couldn't see the man's dress and appearance clearly.

But he could be sure that this was the father-in-law who was about to break through to the ninth rank.

Truman's gaze couldn't help but stay on the surface of his feet.

There was a glimmer of light that allowed Truman to get a rough view of his feet.

In the dusty temple, ordinary people walk with a thick layer of dust on their feet.

But there was no dust on his feet, but they were as clean as if they had just been washed.

This is a skill that only a ninth-rank master can have.

After confirming the identity of the former, Truman shouted: "Gao Gonggong! ”

Gao Gonggong turned around.

The temple was dark, and his face could not be seen.

His voice was heard very clearly.

Like the tearing of a ghost in the middle of the night, he said slowly: "I have seen Lord Pony. ”

Listening to his voice, Truman couldn't help but shudder.

A wry smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Father-in-law Gao, even though this is not the first time I have heard your voice, I still have chills all over my body, and I don't know how Your Majesty can bear you talking to him every day." ”

Hearing Truman's ridiculous words, Grandpa Gao also smiled.

But his smile was as piercing as a saw sawing steel.

"I have been by His Majesty's side for more than thirty years, and His Majesty has long been used to it, so it is naturally bearable."

Truman muttered, "But I can't stand it, the first time I heard you, I had three nightmares in a row." ”

Regarding Truman's words, Gao Gonggong just smiled and didn't care.

After a while, he said again: "Sure enough, as Her Royal Highness the princess said, the concubine is already a seventh-rank martial artist, tsk, the talent of the concubine is really enviable." ”

"Your Majesty shouldn't have called you here to make sure I'm a martial artist, right?" Truman got straight to the point.

Grandpa Gao smiled again and said, "Half of it is because of this?" ”

"Half?" Truman was surprised, "Your Majesty still doesn't believe my fiancée's words?" ”

Grandpa Gao's fish-bellied eyes stared at Truman, and then showed a meaningful smile.

"Your Majesty still needs to be clear about this matter, after all, the relationship between Her Royal Highness the eldest princess and Lord Pony is not an ordinary fiancé."

Truman glanced at Gonggong Gao, and said, "Say? What about the other half? What is it? ”

"Big deal!"

"Big deal?" Truman was puzzled.

Gonggong Gao said in a low tone: "According to reliable information, King Xiaoyao is ready to send troops. ”

Hearing his words, Truman's face became solemn.

"The Easy King!"

"Hmph, he's really bold."

Gao Gonggong looked at the former's solemn face and smiled again.

"Don't worry, the King of Freedom is just preparing to send troops, how many days will there be in the process of preparation?"

"Dajin should be calm for at least three months."

Truman looked at him, "So, you told me this, ......"

Gao Gonggong said slowly: "Your Majesty wants you to do something." ”

Truman smiled slightly.

"This shouldn't be easy, right?"

Gonggong Gao nodded and said, "This matter did not fall into your hands, but you also know that most of the people available in His Majesty's hands have been sent, and the person who should do this cannot be rushed back in time for some reason, so this task can only fall into your hands." ”

Truman snorted and said very dissatisfied: "Mrs. Luo didn't give me the errand of recruiting relatives, and now she thinks of me?" ”

"Regarding this matter, I think the pony-sama should know that he has misunderstood His Majesty."

"Humph!" Even if he guessed, Truman was still dissatisfied.