On Chang'an Avenue, three horse-drawn carriages kept moving forward.

Wang Fuchou and Gongsun Ju and Li Hongru were on the first carriage.

Behind are the royal family's family members and salutes.

Parting from Chang'an, Wang Fuchou had a lot to say.

Gongsun Ju's expression was a little frustrated, and Li Hongru was a little gloomy.

Although Wang Fuchou was able to get out, he left Chang'an City in a gloomy manner, which was really not a happy thing.

It would be strange if everyone could be happy.

"Let's talk about something happy!"

Li Hongru pondered for a while.

The happy things about him have been almost known to Wang Fuchou.

At this time, it is not enough to dig it out.

In the middle of the sound, he touched his chest and took out a white cloth bag.

"Look! This is the big baby I got! ”

Xianyuan Jiu's Qiankun bag is a big baby, yes.

can get a treasure from the queen of real power in a country, and the grade of the Qiankun bag is quite good.

"You can be considered a big baby?" Gongsun Ju smiled and said, "It shouldn't be the candy sent by one of your neighbors." ”

He touched the Qiankun bag casually, and handed the Qiankun bag to Wang Fuchou casually.

The Qiankun bag is not glamorous, but it looks like an ordinary cloth bag, and a red rope is tied to the mouth of the bag, which is not good-looking.

Gongsun Ju has been wandering for many years, and he is obviously gone at this time.

However, after Wang Fuchou got his hands, he carefully observed it, and even groped for the red rope at the mouth of the bag.

"What's the origin of your baby?"

Half-loud, Wang Fuchou, who didn't see his head, asked.

If the red rope tied tightly at the mouth of the bag made him aware of the abnormality, Wang Fuchou would almost ignore the past.

looked at the red rope that was just tied, but this red rope couldn't be opened at all, which made him suspicious.

"This is what fell from Yang He's body, when she came back and robbed it, she called it Qiankun Bag!"

Li Hongru lowered his voice.

Hearing these words, Wang Fuchou and Gongsun Ju's faces were full of different colors.

"Little Sumeru, big Sumeru, all in one breath!"

Gongsun raised a low snort.

It was only at this time that Gongsun Ju figured out what it meant to be happy.

It's not a pleasure, it's a surprise and a thrill!

He looked at the Qiankun bag and felt that there was a thousand pounds on it.

Having used the Sumeru bag, he knows very well what a better variety is.

"Divine objects are obscure, this is the truth of making treasures, and it is also the truth of being a person!"

Wang Fuchou whispered and educated.

With a heavy treasure, Li Hongru can still be so low-key, and this patience is quite good.

"Will the heavy treasures obtained by the royal family of the Khanate be hidden in the Qiankun bag?" Gongsun raised his head and asked.

"Without the guidance of the master's mana, I'm afraid this bag will be difficult to unravel" Wang Fuchou shook his head and said: "The Qiankun bag is different from normal treasures, and forcibly taking it is only afraid that it will turn all the treasures into one gas." ”

"Yang He is dead, who in this world can open it, it's a pity!" Gongsun raised a low voice.

"That's not necessarily" Wang Fuchou shook his head and said: "Since the treasure is forged, there is a means to forge it, if you can find the person who forged the Qiankun bag or the manuscript, there is a high probability that the bag will be opened, and even some casters with the ability to open it directly." ”

It was supposed to make everyone happy.

But Li Hongru suddenly found himself a little unhappy.

The Qiankun bag is undoubtedly a big treasure, and there may even be a big treasure hidden in this big treasure.

But the feeling of getting the house without giving the keys was too uncomfortable.

The house also has a time bomb that, once forcefully opened, triggers a means of destruction that leaves nothing to be found.

Wang Fuchou's strength was average among the great cultivators, but he had far more insight than many people in the position of the Department of Education.

He didn't kill with a single shot, and suggested some possible ways to solve it.

This made Li Hongru remember it.

"Don't take out this bag to show off, we have no eyes, but we can't resist some people's vicious eyes, so as not to cause trouble!"

Since it is a private trophy belonging to Li Hongru, this has nothing to do with the imperial court.

Li Hongru's Qiankun bag is from a proper source.

It's just that sometimes the treasures are moving, and even if they are appropriate, they are easy to be peeped at.

Wang Fuchou had to tell a few words again and again, which reassured him.

"Obviously, my fairy fate is not bad, could it be that what Yuan Shoucheng, a liar, said is true, the fairy fate is in front of me, and I can't open the fairy fate?"

Li Hongru sometimes can't help but think about Yuan Shoucheng's fortune-telling instructions in the past.

It's just that he has stepped out of the framework of Yuan Shoucheng and got rid of inaction.

But some of Yuan Shoucheng's words inevitably make sense.

He does have some inseparables with the immortals.

If it weren't for Taiwu's hard support, it would be difficult for him to take many chances.

"Could it be that I want to become a forger with the ability to pass through the sky in the future, but if I have the ability to cast, the Qiankun bag can be made out of ten or eight, what is the use of this treasure at that time?"

Before the eight characters were skimmed, Li Hongru thought of becoming a top foundry.

He used his imagination for a moment, and finally stopped his own careful thoughts.

"Senior brother, I heard that you have some poems, so we might as well make some poems at this time!"

The surprise and excitement of the Qiankun bag fell, and the car wheels also went out of Chang'an City.

Sending the teacher to say goodbye to him eventually, Gongsun Ju also joked about Li Hongru and wanted Li Hongru to make some poems.

"The name of my poem!"

Li Hongru was stunned.

He has a poetic name for a ghost.

Poetry really needs talent.

Being able to read, be literate, and practice literature and martial arts does not mean that you can sing good poetry.

This is a subject with no threshold, but it is extremely difficult to get into the classroom.

Ordinary people babble, it's just a pleasure.

A good poem is extremely difficult.

This made Li Hongru have to learn from it.

He once copied the pen and ink of some literati.

"The handshake of the west wind does not dry the tears, and the years have been mostly in the parting room. Listen to the rain in front of the lamp alone, and look at the mountain behind the snow with memories. ”

When Wang Fuchou asked Gongsun Ju and Li Hongru to stop, Gongsun Ju chanted a poem.

He looked a little sad and clenched Wang Fuchou's right hand.

A poem came out, which immediately caused Wang Fuchou to mumble for a while.

"Senior brother, it's your turn."

Seeing that Li Hongru was still hesitating there, Gongsun Ju suddenly urged.

He had given enough time to prepare, and Li Hongru had a few words at this time.

Scholars should do something about the parting of scholars.

Ordinary people are a goodbye, and the people in the rivers and lakes are high and long, and there will be a period in the future.

They read books and say goodbye to poetry.

When Gongsun raised his mouth, he saw that Li Hongru had a little headache, and he read it there casually.

"A tree in the east,

A tree to the west.

A tree to the south,

A tree to the north. ”

Li Hongru's mouth was chattering, and the level of poetry writing by elementary school monks suddenly made Gongsun Ju unable to complain.

Even Gongsun Yun, who doesn't like literature, can't do this level.

This is casually pointing to the willow trees that have just sprouted long branches around him.

However, Wang Fuchou was happy to hear it, and the melancholy of parting suddenly disappeared.

"Even if there are thousands of Bisi, it can be used by pedestrians."

Li Hongru added two more sentences, which made Wang Fuchou and Gongsun Ju silent for a while.

This is a poem that does not fit the current style of the Tang Dynasty.

The poems sound a bit of a toss-up.

But a lot of helplessness is mixed in it.

The willow trees mentioned in the poem in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, even if there are thousands of willow branches, they can't tie the people who are about to travel, let alone keep the people who are going to travel far.

Wang Fuchou went to Danzhou to take office, and this will is difficult to stop.

Gongsun Ju forcibly admonished and lost the post of assassin.

Li Hongru repeatedly borrowed his strength, and tried his best to perform in the Lingyan Pavilion.

But all this is hard to stop things from happening.

For Gongsun Ju, Gongsun Ju has done his best.

And Li Hongru is also difficult to find other ways, just improvising in one step at a time and doing his best.

As for the Tang Emperor.

For the Tang Emperor, on the one hand, it is the future safety of the crown prince, and on the other hand, it shows the fairness of the court's handling of rumors.

To be able to use the name of the great victory of the Khanate to make Wang Fuchou demote and leave Beijing, and be relegated to the ends of the earth, without follow-up investigation, this is already an open net, and no other requirements can be made.

can't keep Wang Fuchou, and it's difficult to keep Wang Fuchou.

As the situation gradually became clearer, the people gradually became aware of the divine will and the twists and turns in it.

"Even if there are thousands of Bisi, it can be used by pedestrians."

Wang Fuchou muttered the last sentence in a low voice, nodded at the two, turned around and waved his sleeves and got into the carriage.

"Let's all go back, as long as you work hard, don't worry about the road ahead!"

Wang Fuchou on the carriage was a little choked, and then the carriage whipped away.

"can amuse the teacher and make the teacher cry, the junior brother is really brilliant, and the senior brother is far behind."

When he returned to Chang'an City, Gongsun raised a lot of laughter and laughed at Li Hongru.

As the two praised each other, the melancholy of parting with each other subsided.

"If we have the ability and opportunity to travel far, we must visit the teacher!"

"A must!"

Hiding "Flying Technique", Li Hongru is still very confident about the future.

If he can drill into the sky, how can he fly to Danzhou, and he wants to see the true appearance of this world.