Chapter 112: The Letters Left Behind

Although the left mound key explained it this way.

But Scarlet and Scarlet Moon still followed behind Zuoqiu Key.

"Also, I'm not called a master, so there's no need for you to continue to follow me." After Zuoqiu Key finished speaking, his figure disappeared quickly and disappeared in the darkness.

This made the two of them who wanted to continue to follow, Scarlet and Scarlet Moon, unable to do it.

"It seems that she doesn't like to be followed." Scarlet turned around: "Let's go back!" ”

"Brother, do we still have a chance to see the master again?" Scarlet Moon is a little lingering.

It was the first time she had met such a strong person, and she hadn't had time to hug her thighs yet.

Gossip glanced at her lightly and said, "As far as the talent of the two of us is concerned, the master should not look down on him." ”

Scarlet Moon: "......"

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After the end of the sacrificial ceremony, the rumors about the national teacher in the palace suddenly changed a lot.

Especially in the National Teacher's Palace, he also raised his eyebrows.

"You know what? A painting on the National Teacher's Sacrifice Ceremony actually made Yun Xi, the president of the Holy Martial Hall, break through the Martial Saint. ”

"Wouldn't it? Our national teacher is so powerful? ”

"It's really worthy of being a national teacher......"

Except for the punished Hongyang Gongzi and Chenge and others who were not here at this time, all the male pets in the National Teacher Hall were excited to gather here to eat melons and discuss.

And after the sleeping incident, Feng Zhi became a joke in the entire National Teacher Palace.

If it weren't for this sacrificial ceremony, he wouldn't have planned to leave his attic.

As soon as I came out, I heard the lively discussions coming from my ears.

I was thinking that for that woman, what useful things could I do for the sacrificial ceremony? At most, a few words to fool the public, hasn't her position as a national teacher always come like this?

"The National Teacher's Hundred Birds and Phoenixes have been framed and hung at the main entrance of the Xuanyang Palace, and none of the officials have any objections this time."

"Isn't it? The raven...... Phew, the phoenix picture was actually framed by His Majesty? Qian Duoduo and Cai Duoduo, who were passing by, couldn't help but be surprised when they heard this.

"Yes! It is said that every time they go to court in the future, the officials can look up and look at the phoenix. The emperor said that the handwriting of the national teacher is more expensive than gold. Therefore, sharing this blessing of being able to see paintings, feeling the paintings of the National Teacher, and reflecting on your daily painting level, you can know that there are people outside this person, and there are mountains outside of them, and you should always be vigilant that you should not be proud. The waiter who was chatting looked like an old god was there, as if he had heard what the emperor said to him.

Qian Duoduo and Cai Duoduo two people: "......"

Although the master's paintings are indeed more precious than real money, how can the level of painting be used as a reference for hundreds of officials? Isn't that a distortion of the aesthetic ability of the entire Dongwu Kingdom to the paintings?

Although they thought so in their hearts, the two did not dare to say so.

The picture of a hundred birds and a phoenix just out of the customs is obviously a painting made by the master.

But think about it, the star map of Vientiane is also a casual painting made by the master.

Suddenly, the two of them were left with admiration in their hearts.

The master is worthy of being an unfathomable figure.

"Childe!" The maid next to her gently brought the man in Tsing Yi back to his senses in a daze.

After the rockery not far from the pavilion, Fengzhi stopped here. When he heard the chatter along the way, he couldn't help but frown and ask, "What's going on?" Yesterday's sacrifice ......"

The maid next to her immediately said excitedly: "Childe, the national teacher has raised his eyebrows for our entire Dongwu Country at the sacrificial ceremony." A painting has made a martial saint, so that the president of the Holy Martial Hall Yunxi admires and worships. Now the painting of the National Teacher has become a Chinese painting. And it will soon be able to become a thing that many strong people want to rob like crazy. He really deserves to be our national teacher. ”

Feng Zhi's expression was extremely stunned.

He always thought that the woman was good for nothing and only understood men.

He called himself to bed, but in the end he insulted himself.

However, I didn't expect her to have such strength?

"After the National Teacher's sacrifice ceremony, he has already returned?" Ever since that night of humiliation, Feng Zhi didn't want to go out of the attic to see the ridicule and alternative eyes of other people in the National Teacher's Palace.

But now that he thinks about the purpose of his coming to the National Teacher's Palace, he must take the initiative to have a chance.

This time and twice, the national teacher didn't even see his face. If you want the national teacher to be attentive to him, he can't be as conceited as he was when he came. After all, the situation in the National Teacher's Hall is too different from what I imagined before.

He needs ...... Took the initiative.

But......

"After the National Teacher's sacrifice ceremony, he was busy preparing to go to Yuzhou. And last night, he didn't even attend the palace banquet of President Yunxi and Doctor Nanshen, and it is said that he went to retreat the night after. So I'm afraid it's a little difficult for you to meet the National Teacher now! The maid's voice slowed down, and she spoke cautiously.

Feng Zhi's expression suddenly cooled down in embarrassment.

Yes, she is a real dragon.

I thought that it would be easy to get favor as long as you entered the National Teacher Palace. The lewd old woman probably couldn't even take a step when she saw herself.

didn't expect it to be him now, and it was difficult for her to look at him.

……

White House.

Lin Lanting is already sober.

He sat at the desk with a gloomy expression, and said in an indifferent voice: "Say it!" What happened last night? ”

"Too ...... Prince, when I came back last night, I found that you had been attacked by assassins. But the Assassin seemed to be friends with you, and you ended up talking on your knees and looking like you were on good terms. Yu Xi's voice explained weakly.

The big guard next to him also nodded immediately: "You suddenly fell ill again last night for some reason, but after talking to the assassin who suddenly appeared, you actually took the initiative to swallow the soul grass." After that, he left you a letter like this, saying that you will know it when you read it. ”

What Lin Lanting was holding in his hand was a blank piece of paper.

The chic writing on the white paper is slow, and although the handwriting is his, it is a more wild style.

The letter reads:

"It is said that the national teacher has a good temperament, and you don't like it.

You and I are one, and I know that you certainly don't like to be arranged for marriage.

So I made a deal with you and came up with a good idea for you to avoid marriage.

That's ...... Marry the Zuoqiu key of the Zuoqiu family as his wife.

Don't you happen to be interested in her too?

Ingeniously, I like her very much, too.

If you can help me marry her, not only will you find an excuse to avoid the marriage, but you will also have a closer chance to observe her, right?

Although I don't expect you to be interested in the woman I like.

So for the price, I can tell you the whereabouts of the soul grass.

The premise is that it is ten miles of red makeup, and the Ming media is marrying and carrying the key into the prince's mansion to be crowned as the crown princess.

As for you who find this requirement difficult, then the transaction is terminated.

You will never know the whereabouts of the soul grass in your life and who the person who gave it to me was? ”