It is estimated that today's matter is not over, and there is still the emperor's matter. I sent someone to bring him a message, according to the importance they attach to the national teacher here, it is estimated that they will drive before dark, annoying! You can't speak, and you have to refuse customers.

Feng Meng Meng simply wrote a note and pasted it on the door, "Retreat and practice, do not disturb."

I've been hurt by the system many times.,Is this system your own! It's really unreliable! Why haven't you come back yet?

Helplessly, Feng Mengmeng could only sit cross-legged on the bed and continue to practice the phoenix dance for nine days. This is only the third layer, according to the evaluation of this physical fitness, I estimate how I can hold on to the fourth or fifth layer, right?

Although it may not be used, there are more ways to save lives, no one is too much, right?

Qingluan curled up, listening to the movement outside. Without saying a word, doesn't he want himself? Swindler! Stinky National Teacher! I actually went to pick up someone again.

Does that person have his own obedience? Is there a self that can serve him? I still want to send it back to the palace by myself! Not by yourself! Not really! No, no! Just hide here. He didn't even look for himself much. Is it because the person outside wants to send him back? That person is so good? Didn't Lu Xiang say that the national teacher wanted to accept himself as an apprentice? Or did he think that the person outside was more obedient than he was more suitable to be his apprentice?

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, he was obviously so obedient, and he still wanted to let himself go. Qingluan's eyes began to show signs of crying again. No way! Can't cry, he doesn't like people who cry. And if you cry, you will be found, and when the time comes, you will be sent back. It will also make him feel that he is not as good as the one outside......

He buried his head in his knees, letting tears wet his pants. No, I don't cry. If you want to cry, you also want to let the person who was brought back be driven out by the national teacher crying! Qingluan thought indignantly that he wanted to let the national teacher see the true face of that person.

As expected, Emperor Qingyun really came. I also brought several carts of stuff. Afraid that she would be unhappy, he basically left the forbidden army and his entourage at the foot of the mountain. He brought only a few close eunuchs and two forbidden soldiers.

"Is the National Teacher here?" I came to visit the National Teacher. ”

Hearing the sound outside, Lu Yuan and Lu Xiang came to open the door. Why is the emperor here?

"What about the National Teacher?" Qingyun looked at the two who opened the door, "Go and report it, say I'm here." ”

"Your Excellency has already rested, so we are not allowed to disturb it for the time being." Lu Xiang returned.

"I can't do it either?"

"It's... Your Majesty, please come in and wait, I'll report it. After saying hello, Lu Xiang went far away to call the national teacher.

The emperor waved his hand, and a bunch of apologetic gifts were brought in and placed in the courtyard. Lu Xiang didn't dare to slack off, so he made good tea and served it.

"Master Guoshi, are you resting? The emperor is here. Lu Yuan said outside the door.

Feng Mengmeng frowned, she couldn't speak now, she could only write a letter and ask the emperor to wait for tomorrow.

Anyway, the previous national teachers still have the old national teachers, anyway, the emperor and other national teachers are not unprecedented, after thinking about it, he took out the written letter, took it to Lu Yuan, and motioned him to show it to the emperor.

Lu Xiang hesitated for a moment and took the letter. The emperor read the letter, and with a not very good face, he asked Lu Xiang to prepare a house for them to stay, and sent someone down the mountain to bring a message.

Qingluan saw that the twilight was shrouded, so he slipped out of the corner of an empty room and saw Lu Yuan Lu Xiang moving boxes.

These boxes look like they are in the palace, and sure enough, the national teacher doesn't want to be himself, and he exchanges things for himself. Is he so short of money? I will make money myself in the future. Gassy!

He dodged secretly, but found that tonight, there were many more people in this national teacher's mansion. There were two people he had seen from afar, who followed the emperor and his father. They don't just help people keep vigil, is my father here? He was a little panicked, did he arrest himself back to the cold palace?

Qingluan was not happy and didn't want those people to be happy, and after a few explorations, he finally found the rough sound he heard that afternoon. Sneaking into the stable, he hid from the horse guards and stole two lumps of horse manure. Covering his nose, he threw a lump to the door of the person who robbed his national teacher, and threw it to the side of Kang Fushan, the eunuch who had bullied him before and followed his father.

Let Kang Fu Mountain, who was originally sleepy and guarding the door, ouch. I only felt a smell on my body. "Who!"

"What's wrong?" Qingyun heard the movement and walked out, only to feel an unpleasant smell permeating Kang Fushan's body, making the surroundings full of this smell. The other servants also smelled it, but because the emperor was here, they couldn't lose their manners. They all breathe and keep their heads down.

"Stay away from me."

"Yes." Kang Fuhai also felt aggrieved, he sat here by himself, and provoked anyone.

"What's going on?" Seeing people walking farther away, he covered his nose and asked.

"Back to the emperor, tonight is the slave vigil, I was waiting here just now, I don't know where a horse dung flew ......"

Hearing this, Qingyun's face was displeased, could it be that the national teacher asked him to do it? No, the national teacher shouldn't do this kind of thing, who did it? Could it be that Wu Zhuangyuan, who feels that he is unfair and takes revenge? The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was right, and I directly recognized it.

Poor Wu Zhuangyuan directly carried the black cauldron to Qingluan.

Qingyun couldn't bear to say, "You go and wash your body, you are not allowed to come back if you don't wash it, if you let me smell it, you will ......"

"Yes." Kang Fushan lowered his head aggrievedly, do you want to change the room and let the minions clean it up. ”

Qingyun didn't speak, but he obviously disliked it. Kang Fushan retreated to clean up by himself, and before leaving, he asked people to prepare for the emperor.

Qingluan, who was watching the play in the corner, had a little excitement in his eyes. Although this person is his father, he thought that if he did this, he would be uncomfortable if he carried his mother. Unexpectedly, I felt more comfortable and wanted to do it again.

It didn't take long for him to be so happy, and early the next morning, Wu Zhuangyuan was disgusted by the horse manure pasted at the door, so that he didn't eat breakfast.

Naturally, this news also reached Feng Mengmeng's ears. This one is Wu Zhuangyuan, the other is the emperor, and he is still in this national teacher's mansion. Whoever did it, needless to say, knows, it seems that Qingluan has not left and is still in the house.

But how to trick him out? I searched for it before and couldn't find it. Children, too good at hiding.

In the lobby of the National Teacher's Mansion, everyone had a very tacit understanding of this matter, and they didn't mention it.

"Master Kuni." The emperor had a smile on his face.

"......" Feng Mengmeng nodded, which was a reply to him.

Wu Zhuangyuan waited early in the morning, just waiting for the national teacher to come. I don't know if the national teacher can help me with this. If you help, you will give the national teacher to the family in the future.

Feng Mengmeng didn't think about it so much, this martial champion himself wanted to help, but he had to add some conditions.

"Master Kuni, what I sent yesterday ......"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love."

"Then I don't know what happened when the national teacher called me?"

Hearing this, Wu Zhuangyuan stood below and looked up cautiously at the two people sitting above, but coldly bumped into Feng Mengmeng's eyes like universal frost. It's cold!

"Three things." After speaking, he motioned to Lu Xiang to hand over what he had written.

Fortunately, I was smart, so I prepared a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and wrote it well. Admire your own mechanics.

'Choose a prince and bring it back to be raised.

The second martial champion is a talent and needs to be retained

The third let Wu Zhuangyuan stay in the national division for five years, and then return to the dynasty. ’

These requirements, among which there are those that the emperor wants, are not difficult for him. It's just that this martial champion is really unsightly.

Qingyun squinted at Wu Zhuangyuan and lowered his head, this person really doesn't look good at his aesthetic point, if he really looks at it every day, he really responds.

However, it is good for the national teacher to accept a prince and raise him by his side.

Isn't it still necessary to let this martial champion stay in the National Teacher's Mansion for five years? You don't have to see this person for five years, just say yes. It's a big deal, after five years, I will immediately send him far away, and I will not see him in this life.

After deciding, Qingyun looked at Feng Mengmeng.

Wu Zhuangyuan was worried in his heart, what did the national teacher write? He didn't know anything.

"Okay, National Teacher, I agreed. It's just that I don't know which prince the national teacher wants? ”

"I'll choose in a few days." After Feng Mengmeng finished speaking, there was no follow-up. left Qingyun in suspense and asked him to go back and slowly toss the group of children.

Seeing that the national teacher didn't speak, Qingyun finally turned his head to look at the person bent down below. This person only saw him ugly before, so he didn't want him, and it was nothing else to say. is also an authentic martial champion, but this behavior is really vulgar, and he scolded himself for being unconscious before. I really can't swallow this breath. But the national teacher is here......

Think about the future of this Phoenix Dynasty......

"You, what's your name?" Qingyun glanced impatiently, saw Wu Zhuangyuan raise his head, and silently moved his eyes away. It may not be respectful for the national teacher to look directly at himself, but it is not bad to look at the scene outside.

"The little people are in the mountains."

"Hmm. I won't pursue you from what happened before. Kangfu Hill ......"

"The minions are here. What does the emperor command? Hearing Qingshan's voice, Kang Fushan, who was waiting outside, hurriedly walked in.

"Restore the position of Qi Mountain's martial champion. In addition, it was decreed that Wu Zhuangyuan Qi Shan would take care of him in the National Teacher's Mansion for five years before returning to the court. ”

After Qingyun finished speaking, Qi Shan was shocked, and Kang Fushan, who gave the order, was also shocked. What does the emperor mean by this? Didn't you hate this guy before? How?

"Do you have an opinion on what I said?"

"The minions don't dare." Receiving Qingyun's warning, Kang Fushan quickly knelt down.

"Then you don't want to make a purpose?"

"Yes, the minion will go."

"Wu Zhuangyuan still doesn't thank you?" Feng Mengmeng picked up the tea and took a sip casually.

Hearing this, Qi Shan reacted: "Thank you, Emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live." Thank you, National Teacher. ”

Feng Mengmeng waved his hand, he has the conditions, didn't he listen to the emperor and let him guard the national teacher's mansion? What are you happy about?

"Your Majesty is busy with affairs, so let's go back to the palace if you have nothing to do." Since it's over, there's nothing to say, so let's retreat first. Feng Mengmeng got up and retired.

Find a way to trick Qingluan out.

Where can you hide? This kid doesn't make people worry.