Luoyang Imperial City.

Thousand Autumn Hall.

Today's rain is continuous, the eaves of the temple rain into a curtain, and the jade steps are made as a river.

The door of the main hall was tightly closed, and the ink was still fresh on the fiery red doorpost. Two palace attendants stood in the doorway, trembling.

Inside the temple.

Li Wen sat on the side of the dragon chair, holding his head in one hand and a scroll in the other, slightly lazy.

Behind it is a huge dragon and phoenix auspicious picture.

"Did the girl hear about the martial arts of Jinghua Lake?" Li Wen said quietly.

The hall was empty, and I didn't know who I was talking to.

"Back to Your Majesty, the concubine already knows."

A gentle and charming voice, like heaven, sounded in the hall.

Li Wen smiled lightly: "Sure enough, the girl has great powers. ”

"The concubine knows that she is wrong...... Your Majesty! The voice suddenly became delicate, like a kitten that had made a mistake, and muttered.

"You're the only one who will admit your mistake to me." Li Wen laughed at himself.

"What does Your Majesty think of this meeting?" The voice suddenly said playfully.

"I live in the main hall, and I can't know everything about the affairs in Luoyang City, but what about the affairs of the rivers and lakes." Li Wen slowly put down the scroll, got up and sat upright, and sighed.

"Your Majesty must not be presumptuous, the reincarnation of heaven, and it is the general trend of the world to be united for a long time." The voice was like a spring breeze in this hall, which added a little happiness to Li Wen's heart.

"Okay, good, what the girl said, what does the girl think?" Li Wen compromised and asked with a smile.

"From the perspective of the concubine, it is a good thing that someone wants to reorganize the martial arts." The woman said.

"It must be bloody and bloody...... Li Wen squinted his eyes and said helplessly.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, the reorganization of the rivers and lakes is also beneficial to Your Majesty." The woman said.

"Are you saying that I can also lose a piece on this chessboard?" Li Wen frowned and pondered.

"When the sky falls, people grow angry." The woman seemed to have something in mind.

"It seems that the girl is bothered." Li Wen suddenly smiled evilly.

"The grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring." The woman suddenly said gloomily.

Li Wen's heart tightened, sighed, got up, and walked to the apse.

……

At the entrance of the main hall, the subordinates supported Yuan Zhi.

"Your Majesty is here?" Yuan Zhi shook the oil-paper umbrella and asked the palace people at the door.

"Back to the boss, Your Majesty said, I don't see anyone today." The palace man sniffed and said tremblingly.

"Your Majesty is sick?" Yuan Zhi was puzzled.

The palace people suddenly panicked, looked left and right for a while, and leaned into Yuan Zhi's ear and whispered: "Little one, it seems that Your Majesty is talking to someone today...... But there was no one in the temple ......."

After Yuan Zhi heard this, he was shocked in his heart and glared at the palace people.

The palace people were startled and hurriedly retreated.

"I ...... Got it...... Let's go......" Yuan Zhi said stupidly, said to the servant on the side, turned around and opened the umbrella, and walked step by step.

About five hundred steps, Yuan Zhi stopped, trembling sideways turned his head, raised his eyes to see, the three big characters of the Qianqiu Palace, in the rain became more and more hazy, he squeezed his eyes, but still a little unclear.

"There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain." Yuan Zhi suddenly felt a little sad, and couldn't help but chant that the entire imperial city was already hazy, like a fairyland.

On the long steps, an old man and a young man, a master and a servant, gradually moved away......

……

"Your Majesty, Master Yuan has just arrived." A palace man stood in front of the temple and shouted at the apse.

"Please come in!" Li Wen suddenly flashed out from behind the dragon and phoenix diagram and threw down the scroll.

"Back to Your Majesty, you've already left...... palace people were stunned for a moment, and said slowly.

Li Wen was also stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly walked to the door of the hall, and from a distance, there seemed to be two figures, looming.

"Hey! Alas! Li Wen suddenly blamed himself, and remembered that he had given the order not to see anyone today.

"Did he say anything?" Li Wen asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, the boss didn't say anything, just walked to Banyang and glanced back." Miyato said.

After Li Wen heard this, he stopped talking, turned around, and went to the apse.

……

The city is long.

"Master, you can go in directly to see Your Majesty, and Your Majesty will not blame you." The servant held back all the way, and always felt a little sad, an old man who was close to his sixtieth birthday, where could he toss so much.

"Etiquette cannot be violated." Yuan Zhi said tremblingly.

…………

"It's still early, let's go to Dongdaying......" Yuan Zhi said quietly.

The servant glanced at the old man and knew what he wanted to do, so he moved the umbrella above Yuan Zhi's head.

……

The rain is shiny, and the mist is hazy......

Luoyang East Daying.

The tombstone was washed clean by the rain, except for a little dead grass on the mound.

Yuan Zhi stretched out his hand and pulled them out one by one.

"Brother, it's cold, you should wear more clothes down there." Yuan Zhi muttered to himself.

"Oh yes, Your Majesty is fine."

"It's a pity, I'm getting old, my body is getting worse, I already feel that my life is short, and it's okay to finally be able to go down to accompany you."

"My nephew is also very nice and conscientious."

"Recently, someone held a martial arts conference, and in Chang'an Mansion, it is now rumored."

"Alas, Dao'er doesn't know where he went, he hasn't written for a long time, and I don't know if he's doing well."

Yuan Zhidong didn't know what to say, he just kept talking.

……

……

Yangzhou Mansion.

Ying Qiong, who also heard about the martial arts conference, couldn't be calm either, standing on Ying Tian Pavilion, his heart was surging, looking at the world and the world, as if he was in front of his chest.

"I don't know if he's going to ......," Ying Qiong said to himself with amusement.

Suddenly, a man walked from behind, with a short tunic and light steps.

"He'll go." The cute and pure voice instantly penetrates people's hearts.

Ying Qiong smiled slightly.

"Still so naughty!" Ying Qiong said with a smile.

"Who was naughty! Hum! "This girl is also straight, and she gets angry directly.

"Okay, okay, I'm naughty, it's okay." Ying Qiong was helpless, so he had to give in.

Seeing Ying Qiong's helpless appearance, the girl suddenly pursed her lips and smiled.

"Alright, let's talk about it!" Ying Qiongdao.

"Don't give saliva, because my girl still says that you are personable......" The little girl pouted and said indignantly.

"After that, I'll prepare a table for you, how about it?" Ying Qiong squeezed his eyes and said.

"Okay, okay, it's a word, otherwise, I won't leave." The little girl was immediately excited.

"Good~" Ying Qiong is like a big brother, gentle.

"My girl said that Luo Feng will inevitably go to the martial arts conference, let you decide for yourself. But don't attack Luoyang City, Luo Feng must have made preparations. "The little girl is serious when she talks about business, and she looks like it.

"Finished?" Ying Qiong asked.

"yes, it's over!" The little girl blinked with big eyes and said.

"Let's go, let's eat." Ying Qiongdao.

The little girl blushed, nodded, and followed behind Ying Qiong.

……

When I went down to the attic, I happened to meet Wei Jin, who was about to call Ying Qiong to eat.

"Mansion marshal......" Wei Jin saw Ying Qiong and a little girl, and felt a little embarrassed.

Ying Qiong looked at Wei Jin's appearance, knew that he had misunderstood, and didn't want to explain, so he nodded.

"Let's eat." Ying Qiong said with a smile.

"Hey, the marshal, the girl, please!" Wei Jin stepped out of the way and said.

The house is still full of vegetarian pieces, just a day ago, Wei Jin just came back from the empty mountain, and he presided over the burial of the old man Ying Tianyang. It's just that Ying Qiong didn't go, which made Wei Jin dare to be angry after he came back, and now, he doesn't know what happened to the child in front of him who he watched grow up, and suddenly became so strange.

The rain is a little lighter......

The wind is gradually rising......

These days, Yangzhou City is deserted, because the sky is new, and the city is filial piety.

Of course, since the Hou Fu of Jiangzhou, all the clans in Jiangnan have also been honest, and they have taken advantage of this opportunity to show their loyalty, not only have the military rations required before been paid, but also sent a lot of military salaries.

At this moment, Han Chufei didn't know how happy he was in the Xuanzhou Governor's Mansion.

"Wang Yu, count it and count it for me!" Han Chufei looked at the boxes in the courtyard and said excitedly.

"Well, don't worry." Wang Yu is naturally very happy, he hasn't received a full salary for a long time, this time, after the salary, he can go back to see his wife.

After Han Chufei finished explaining, he was about to go to the school with a knife on his shoulder.

"Report, the marshal's password." One of Ying Qiong's guards rolled the saddle and dismounted, ran into the mansion, and said loudly.

"Say!" Han Chufei frowned, what could it be?

"The marshal asked the governor, have you ever been home?" The guards are quick to talk and don't shy away from it.

Han Chufei was stunned when he heard this, and asked why is this? Wait, isn't it...... It turned out to be asking me about the Sun Mansion.

"Not yet, but I'm planning to go back in the next few days, thank you for your concern." Han Chufei said with a hearty smile.

"The little one will talk back." The guards saluted, turned around and ran away out of breath.

Han Chufei breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes complicated.

"The Metropolitan Governor...... This is ...... the marshal," Wang Yu walked up to him and said in a careful low voice.

"He seems to be ...... not believed by anyone" Han Chufei sighed, whispered, mixed feelings in his heart, and turned around and walked into the main hall.

Wang Yu was stunned, his hand shook, the umbrella was crooked, and the rain hit his clothes.

"Prepare my horse!" Han Chufei shouted in the hall.

"Governor, let's be tomorrow, it's raining heavily now." Wang Yu couldn't help but persuade.

"No! The sooner the better! Han Chufei said worriedly.

Wang Yu sighed and hurriedly ran to prepare for the horse.