Liao everyone's expression was flat when they said this, as if they were talking about an insignificant matter, but Ge Jiaming was stunned for a moment, and then responded: "What everyone said is very true, this move can indeed hide from the world." ”

This corpse must be disposed of anyway, and if it is kept in his own hands, it will inevitably take a lot of trouble, but what if it is lost? Not only can you save effort, but you can also lay the foundation for the future, and this is the best choice.

Seeing his response, everyone Liao nodded and said, "So, I will hand over this matter to Gongzi Ge to deal with, I don't know what Gongzi Ge thinks?" ”

After all, the Master of Tibetan Suffering is here—even if the real body appears in the future and plays the name of the Master of Tibetan Suffering, it will be enough to shut up all sentient beings.

Sometimes she has to admit that she really admires Zhou Chengyun, but unfortunately he is a person who is destined to have a short life, otherwise he may not be able to open up a new Great Zhou Dynasty with his ability and love.

"Okay."

The moment Ge Jiaming got on the thief ship, it seemed that some things had been avoided, the Ge family wanted to use the only remaining strength of the royal family to leave the capital, and how could Emperor Ming Xuan let them stay alone?

When Ge Jiaming got on the Liao family's ship, something was already doomed.

Ge Jiaming's movements were very fast, he fled at night, and took advantage of the moonlight to steal the corpse, while Zhou Nianzhen witnessed all this silently, and saw that no one noticed that his figure followed in a flash, but the light skill was very powerful.

Ge Jiaming and a few people around him are all martial arts people, they are royal secret guards, so they naturally know the internal reason, so they don't have any expression when they see the corpse gradually being swallowed by the firelight.

Zhou Nianzhen in the distance didn't dare to get too close, after all, these people's perception is not bad, if he follows too closely, it is very likely that he will be exposed, then some things will become useless, after all, the secret in this world, but it is not a secret if there is a second person who knows.

- There may be a lot of secrets that he has not yet died, but few people know that he is now in Qinzhou, so in order to keep this secret for a longer time, he cannot appear at this time.

But even if he glanced at it from a distance, he could still see the man's face clearly by the light of the fire, and he really looked very similar to him, and it was no wonder that his father let him not worry.

When Ge Jiaming wanted to go back to his room, he saw a bleak figure not far away, he got a little closer, and he was slightly stunned when he saw the figure.

- He didn't expect it to be this person, the fate of this world is really wonderful.

Wuchen put down the cup in his hand, looked at Ge Jiaming with a calm expression, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "Does the donor recognize the little monk?" ”

"The dustless master of the White Horse Temple, Ge knows himself."

"The Ge family?"

Wuchen's dull eyes were finally stunned, although there seemed to be no reaction, but the hand holding the cup was tight and tight after all.

"The master drank wine?"

Ge Jiaming asked rather jokingly, this is also a restless person, otherwise how could an ordained monk have anything to do with this thing?

"It's just the heart that keeps it."

Wuchen said lightly that he didn't want to say more, and Ge Jiaming just looked at him twice, he wanted to see what was brilliant about this person, but it actually made Xiao Luo lose his eyes.

- Is it just his skin?

Now look, it is indeed a good skin on the top, even if he has received the ordination, he can see a bit of dusty elegance from him, he is not like a monk, but like a Confucian who reads poetry and books.

"The night is dark and the wind is high, and this temple is not a quiet place, so it is better for Ge Gongzi to rest early."

Wuchen put down these words and left directly, while Ge Jiaming looked at his back with deep eyes, he naturally knew that this person worshipped the master of Tibetan suffering as a teacher, but he didn't expect to meet him so soon.

Zhou Nianzhen didn't rest well this night, and he continued to go to the Buddhist meeting in the early morning of the next day, but he was hidden in the crowd, and more eyes were cast on the Confucian scholars not far away, and of course some of them were on the officials in Qinzhou.

Today was originally the day of transcendence, and it was also the moment when the Tibetan bitterness passed on the six arts of the gentleman, but at this moment of great attention, Qinzhou Assassin's face instantly turned ugly after hearing the return of his subordinates, and he saw him arch his hand towards the Tibetan bitter master and left in a hurry.

Master Tibetan Bitter did not stop explaining, although those people were curious about why Qinzhou Thorn Shi left, they also knew that there were some things that they could not touch, and the way of calligraphy and painting of the person above really resonated with their souls, how could they have time to think about it so much?

In Liao's room, Zhou Xia's eyes were quite ugly: "You don't know about this matter?" ”

"My people are guarding with yours, why am I the one who knows?"

Liao's brows tightened, and they glanced at Zhou Xia with some displeasure, obviously quite dissatisfied with his questioning.

"Just a corpse, who is fighting for it?"

"Lord Zhou said carefully, he is the crown prince."

Liao's armor-covered fingertips lightly touched the purple-red desk, and the voice was joyless and sad, making it impossible to hear joy and anger.

“…… He was lost in your hands and me, what do you think should be done? ”

Zhou Xia took a deep breath, as Liao Nishang said, even if this is a corpse, it is the bones of the prince of the dynasty, and this matter has a great impact on him.

- Although he is not afraid to turn his face, but this appearance is ugly after all, of course, even if he has a sacrifice in his heart, he still has the last father-son affection, and he is also worried about his eldest son Zhou Chengyuan, who is far away from the capital.

"I will return this matter to the truth, as for what His Majesty thinks, it is not for me to control." She looked at Zhou Xia's somewhat ugly face, and immediately soothed, "You don't have to worry about it affecting you, we just need to find out this matter as soon as possible and give Your Majesty an explanation, after all, the situation in Da Zhou today can not tolerate internal friction." ”

Listening to her words, Zhou Xia's face looked good, but this matter was just a stick of incense, and the time had already spread to everyone, and this speed was simply breathtaking.

Gu Jinshu was also stunned when she heard that the prince's body had been stolen, she didn't expect that a thousand Buddhas would actually make such a big thing.

There are a lot of rumors, but among them, the people of Beicang are the most, but Gu Jinshu shook his head when he heard the news, since the people of Beicang Kingdom have already succeeded, they don't care about a corpse, how can they make a comeback?

- Since he is not from Beicang Kingdom, why was the prince's body taken away?

When Shen Qingci appeared, he was like a ghost, if it weren't for the blue sky and the white sun, which was also a place for Buddhist cultivation, Gu Jinshu was afraid that he would have doubted his identity, would he not only become old but also become a ghost silently!

"Why are you here?"