The carriage started to move forward from the royal street again, and Mo Xiaobao and Liang Xing, who had been rolling their eyes for a long time, didn't understand that Princess Xin wanted to tell Ye Qing what the purpose of this news was, wouldn't it be better to tell herself and the others directly? Why bother telling yourself to adults?

It is difficult for a man to figure out a woman's mind, but for a woman, it is easy to understand the actions of the princess.

Bai Chun, who returned home, and Yan Chengcheng looked at each other, when did their husband provoke Princess Shangxin?

When he wanted to ask Mo Xiaobao face-to-face, he was told by Jin Se that Mo Xiaobao and a person who had been waiting for him outside the mansion for a long time went out in a hurry, and he didn't know where he went, but looking at the appearance of that person, he looked like a person from the prince's mansion.

No matter how stupid Bai Chun and Yan Qingcheng are now, they won't put too much thought into the purpose of why Princess Xin wanted to warn Ye Qing, and they began to realize that these seemingly shameless and obscene rumors planned by Ye Qing in Lin'an City were not as simple as they imagined.

Their husband is not so beautiful on the surface, behind the things they can't detect, Ye Qing has been facing other people's attacks on him, and has been fighting secretly with some officials in the court, even if he left Lin'an to envoy Jin Guo for nearly a year, those people have not stopped continuing to frame Ye Qing.

Bai Chun wanted to tell her father about this, Ye Qing was helpless to do this, but was stopped by Yan Qingcheng shaking his head, in Yan Qingcheng's opinion, at this time, maybe the best way for them was to do nothing, which was the biggest help to Ye Qing.

Of course, as a woman who is Ye Qing, she can't really watch Ye Qing fall into a deep predicament, but she can't help at all.

So what they can do is how to try to reveal some news to the queen a few days later, when the queen visits the soap workshop in person.

Tomorrow, the king of Jinyuan County will be the first to set off to return to his eyes, because his father: the crown prince Wanyan Yungong's illness has flareed up again, so Wanyan Jing has to go back first, and Qishi Lie Zhining, Ye Qing and Zhang Xuansu will still need a few days, and after settling everything, they can set off to return to Yanjing.

After Xu Qing and Zhao Qi'er left after Qishi Lie Zhining finished talking to Ye Qing, their brows furrowed tightly, and just as they got up and wanted to speak to Ye Qing, they heard Wan Yan Jing's voice outside.

"The student has seen the sir." Wan Yan Jing, who was dressed in a cool air, her little face was red from the cold, there was a hint of melancholy between her eyebrows, and her eyes were also a little deliberately avoiding Ye Qing's gaze, and she saluted Ye Qing.

"What's wrong? Something? Ye Qing asked with an easy-going smile.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing, it's just ...... It's just that some are reluctant to leave Mr. Master Youcheng told the students that the students will ...... tomorrow Hurry back first, because my father's illness has flared up again, so I have to leave my husband for a while. The originally simple words were said intermittently by Wan Yanjing.

"Won't I go back to Yanjing in a few days? You're just a few days ahead of me, so maybe I'll be able to catch up with you before you arrive in Yanjing. Ye Qing rubbed Yan Jing's soft hair and said.

Wan Yan Jing didn't dodge as usual, and let Ye Qing rub his hair, wanting to speak and stopping, but he didn't know what to say.

"Are you all ready?" Ye Qing looked at the absent-minded Wan Yanjing and asked.

"Huh? Oh, you're all set, and you'll be ready to go early tomorrow morning. Wan Yan Jing, who reacted, hurriedly said, then looked at Xu Qing and Zhao Qi'er in the room, and suddenly said, "Why don't Jing'er go out for a walk with Mr.?" ”

In the last sentence, Yan Jing seemed to be even more difficult to say, and after finishing speaking, his expression was somewhat relaxed, and he raised his clear eyes and looked at Ye Qingdao.

"Okay, let's take a look at this Wuzhou again." Ye Qing smiled and nodded, and then put on the black fur that Wan Yan Jing had given him a few days ago.

Like two bears, one big and one small, Ye Qing and Wan Yanjing walked out of the post house, and there was no guard by their side.

The snow, which had been falling for half a day since this morning, did not mean to stop, and as the two of them continued to move forward, two sets of footprints, one large and one small, were left behind them, like two threads, pulling the two of them behind them.

Neither of them spoke, as if each had a heavy mind, and walked out of the inn onto the sparsely populated street, and then went straight on, occasionally seeing a shabby carriage passing by.

But in Wuzhou, it is already quite a status and status, or a carriage that only wealthy businessmen can ride.

The people of Wuzhou are more likely to walk on their legs, or oxen to make carts, but with the mining of the coal yard, in the past three or four months, the carriages, ox carts, donkey carts, etc. in Wuzhou have more than doubled than usual.

The city is not very large, and some of the sections of the loess rammed city wall are lower than the buildings in the city, but buildings like this are not common in Wuzhou, but they are just two or three wooden three- or four-story buildings, and the others are still loess rammed houses and state offices.

"According to what Mr. said about the remnants of the Han and Tang dynasties, whether it is my Dajin, Song, Liao, Xia, even the Tibetan and Tatars, they should all be part of the Chinese nation, so in fact, the Song people are ministers in Jin, and even if the Jin people are ministers in the Song Dynasty, they can't be regarded as treason, right?" Wan Yan Jing raised her little face, her eyes were exceptionally bright, and the snowflakes slowly fell on her cheeks, instantly melting into a little bit of crystal.

"That's what I think, and if one day you can complete the unification, it should be so. They are all remnants of the Han and Tang dynasties, but the Song people occupy the right to speak. Ye Qing looked north, out of the north gate of Wuzhou City, and then over the Great Wall, which was also tamped with loess, it was an endless vast grassland, and many years later, they would be the rulers of the entire Huaxia.

Wan Yan Jing lowered his head and nodded as if he didn't understand, and after being silent for a while, his voice became quieter: "If it is...... If...... Mr....... ”

"What's the matter?" Ye Qing shook the snowflakes on his fur fur, and also helped Wan Yan Jing pat off the snowflakes on his hat that had not yet melted and asked.

"I want to say, according to Mr.'s words, why doesn't Mr. stay in Daikin and continue to be Mr. Jing'er? They are all remnants of the Han and Tang Dynasties, and they shouldn't be separated from each other. So if Mr. stays in Jinguo, it doesn't count as treason, right? Wan Yanjing frowned and raised his head again, his eyes full of longing.

"Did your father or your imperial grandfather tell you to say it, or did you think it yourself?" Ye Qing asked with a smile, then looked up to the sky and sighed, muttering: "I don't know, I hope this world is the same, but I can't emotionally deviate from the Song Ting, after all, they gave me ......everything I have now." ”

"But as the so-called good bird chooses the tree to perch, shouldn't the gentleman choose the good and follow it? Both the father and the imperial grandfather have great respect for Mr. and are extremely optimistic about Mr. 's talent. Isn't Dajin also the one that Mr. is most optimistic about, and the one who can best complete the unification of the Chinese nation and the remnants of the Han and Tang Dynasties? Wan Yan Jing, who was only concerned about speaking, just raised his head and finished speaking to Ye Qing, his feet slipped, and then he sat in the snow.

Ye Qing didn't help Wan Yanjing who slipped and fell, he still had a smile on his face, and there was a little more relief in his smile at this time, he looked sideways at Wan Yanjing, who was sitting in the snow and was "bloated", first straightened the hat on his head that covered his eyes because of the slip, and then got up with his hands on the ground.

"Did you think of these words yourself, or did someone teach you to say them?" Ye Qing looked at Wan Yan Jing who got up, and then continued to walk forward slowly and asked.

"Of course, I want to tell Mr. myself, following Mr. these days, Jing'er should have grown a little, if it is still the same as before, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for Mr." While patting the snow on his fur, he chased after Ye Qing and said.

"It's very comforting to see you like this." Ye Qing opened his arms and made the appearance of embracing the earth, and then said: "Han Confucianism is like this, there is a saying that good birds choose trees to perch, and the collection of six words in the "Collection of Famous Sages" is also cloudy: if you read the book of Confucius and Mencius, you will reach the gift of the Duke of Zhou. The gentleman is respectful and respectful, and courteous to others. The number of things is humiliating, and the number of friends is sparse. People have no reward for the power of heaven, and heaven has the heart to support people. One horse is not a double saddle, and loyal ministers do not have two masters. ”

"So Mr. has never believed that Han Confucianism should be the only orthodoxy of the Chinese nation, let alone represent the culture of the entire Chinese nation? Just because of their mentality of wanting to be a bitch and wanting to set up a torii? After Yan Jing tore off his hat and slapped it vigorously on his fur fur a few times, he saw that there were no more snowflakes on it before putting it on his head again.

"Who knows, in short, Han Confucianism is like grass on the wall, and their words are still blocked at both ends, no matter how you explain it, if you don't believe it, you can figure it out yourself." Ye Qing sighed with the hot breath in his mouth, melting the snowflakes that fell in front of him.

And since Wan Yanjing fell in the snow, the playfulness that a young man should have has also grown again, and he was screamed by the snow ball in his hand, but he still pinched the snow ball tightly, saying that if Mr. is this strong snow ball, then he will turn this snow ball into clear water.

Ye Qing said a fart disdainfully, then bent down and grabbed a ball of snow, and threw it straight towards Wan Yan Jing, just smashing it on Wan Yan Jing's eyebrows.

So at the end of the street, who appeared at the end of the street at some point, Qishi Lie Zhining, Zhang Xuansu, and Zhao Qi'er and Xu Qing, who were silently watching the two of them, and a group of Jin soldiers such as Zhao Qi'er and Xu Qing, and under the noses of the soldiers of the Imperial City, Wan Yanjing, who had the bloodline of the Jin people who did not suffer losses, no longer melted the snow ball in his hand that he compared to Ye Qing, and after suffering pain in his forehead, he screamed, and then launched a counterattack against Ye Qing.

So on the empty street after being surrounded by Qishi Lie Zhining and others, the master and apprentice, who didn't even have a name, began to have a snowball fight on the street as if no one was around.

As the two of them were a little exhausted, Wan Yan Jing's back of the neck was grabbed by Ye Qing, and after several clumps of snow went down, Wan Yan Jing's bloody roar of "fighting hard" just now turned into a howling cry again, standing in the snow and bouncing off the snow that Ye Qing stuffed into his clothes.

Looking at Ye Qing, who was holding the fur he gave him not far away, and looking at him with a smile, Wan Yanjing's eyes suddenly turned red, and he cried and shouted: "It's so cool, Master, it's all ......gone." ”

"Say goodbye today, see you tomorrow, I hope you and I won't see each other with swords." Ye Qing looked at the helpless little figure crying, waved his hand and turned to leave.