Seeing that this matter had been settled, Ji Xin ignored everyone's suspicious or frightened eyes, and walked out of the hall with Jimo Qinghe, who nodded to Hongguang and motioned for him to follow.

"This is Hongguang, who compiled "Hunting for Stones".

A few people walked to a secluded place, and Mo Qinghe spoke.

The auditor unconsciously covered his hands behind his back.

"Your writing is very interesting, I have read it many times, but today I finally met you."

Hongguang was suddenly praised and a little embarrassed.

"Generally, at the time, I thought the rhetoric was too rough, so I wrote it hastily, but I didn't expect some people to think it was good."

"Although the rhetoric is not gorgeous, it is better to be detailed and detailed, close to the ordinary, and it does not have to be a beautiful article to be a good article, I read this book is very good."

The salary is not stingy with compliments.

"The little boy is really insightful!"

Hongguang's impression of her was even better.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and opened his mouth twice without saying a word.

"What's wrong with him?"

Ji Xin turned his head and asked Jimo Qinghe.

Ji Mo Qing and Wen Run smiled.

He finally remembered.

"Wang ...... King...... Your Majesty! ”

Hongguang finally said what he wanted to say.

The salary suddenly became more serious.

"No need to be polite."

Hongguang was dumbfounded, he hadn't saluted yet.

"Hongguang also said that he wanted to see the king."

Jimo Qinghe didn't seem to see Hongguang's embarrassment.

"Hey, you're ......"

Hongguang was anxious and angry.

The salary is reined in and the coercion on the body.

"Haven't you seen it now? On this trip to Kangping, Mr. Hongguang also walked with him, and I also wanted to know more about the face of Wuzhou. ”

"Ah...... Be! ”

Hongguang already had this idea, and now the king is going to go.

"The appearance of the five continents, I know no less than Hongguang."

Jimo Qinghe approached some salary.

Hongguang looked at Jimo Qing and Nuzui, jealousy, naked jealousy, what a peerless son is fake, this is the real Jimo Qinghe......

"Qinghe saves some effort."

The five words of salary made Hongguang almost ruined and saved ...... Save some effort? What kind of "fairy couple" are these...... There are piles of black water in this belly......

"Then I'll see you sir on the day of Kangping's trip."

Ji Xin smiled.

Hongguang hurriedly put away his thoughts.

"Congratulations to the king."

Ji Xin and Ji Mo Qinghe returned to the front courtyard of the academy, where Zheng Xize, Futu and Fang Shi were all waiting.

"It's all over, why are you still here?"

Ji Xin said as he walked, Futu and Fang Shi looked at each other, this king didn't leave, how dare they go first.

It was Zheng Xize who spoke first to relieve the siege.

"Dean Sima Qingyun said to accompany us to take a look at the academy, the middle book pavilion and other places, since we are here, it is good to see more."

The auditor nodded.

"This ......"

She paused suddenly.

"I'll go first."

Fang Shigang wanted to salute, but was stopped by Futu, Zheng Xize nodded slightly.

Jimo Qinghe stood aside as if he was an outsider, just looking at where the salary was, and the people next to him didn't seem to have anything to do with him, the two of them went out of the academy, and Shuoge waited outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

She whispered.

"Qinghe, I want you to accompany me to meet someone."

The auditor looked up and said.

"Self-study?"

Jimo Qinghe helped Ji Xin to get into the carriage and said clearly.

The salary inspector can only pout helplessly.

"You know what I want to do!"

"My King Mingjian."

Jimo Qinghe's face was less than three fingers away from her, and the hot air blew on her neck, with some strange charm, and Ji Xin couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

Jimo Qinghe stepped back a little at the right time, and returned to his cold son-like appearance, Ji Xian only felt that his heart was a little messy, and he opened the curtain and turned his face out without looking at him.