"Childe, I also found a strange thing, when I was in Qiongyu, I always felt that someone was secretly following me, but I didn't know any martial arts, and I couldn't detect who it was."

Ding Hanjie said with a little doubt.

"I'll just let you learn some martial arts, and the critical moment will come useful." Zhao Yu, who was standing on the side, said angrily.

"Zhaoyu, when will you learn not to interrupt when others are talking?" Although Ding Hanjie was half-kneeling, the toughness in his words did not diminish at all.

Zhao Yu pouted.

"It's not big or small, I'm your second brother."

Ding Hanjie sighed and arched his hand to face Jimo Qinghe.

Ji Moqing smiled helplessly, Han Jie and Zhao Yu met wrongly, but it was difficult to change for a long time.

"Zhaoyu, you follow Han Jie these days to see if anyone is following him."

"Yes." Zhao Yu's forehead leader ordered.

"Hanjie, when you come back this time, you can go back to the palace to report to the king." Jimo Qinghe asked.

"Back to Gongzi, I rushed all the way back from Qiongyu and came directly to the mansion, and I haven't entered the palace yet." Han Jie bowed his head and said.

Instant Mo Qinghe thought for a moment.

"When you return from Qiongyu, you should immediately return to the king, so I will go with you."

"Yes."

In the palace of the Haotian King, a delicate lyre was placed in the hall, today is fifteen, it is the day when Zheng Xize agreed to practice the piano with the salary, but the two who should have practiced the piano were flipping through the stacks of ancient books at this time.

"Zheng Qing, does Xi Qin still need to understand these books?" I was a little puzzled.

Zheng Xize looked at the salary who frowned slightly and said solemnly.

"Your Majesty, you need to know music theory to learn the qin, so that you can understand it thoroughly, the palace belongs to the soil, and the king is like it...... The palace, in the middle, is in the center, smooth in all directions, singing Shi Shisheng, for the outline of the four voices. ”

Ji Xin suddenly had a headache, why did he have the idea of learning the piano.

"Then Zheng Qing, this king has learned a piece before," Ji Xin slowly walked to the lyre and sat down, and played it from memory.

"Your Majesty, your fingering ......" After the song was finished, Zheng Xize stepped forward and played a finger on the piano, pointing out the place where Ji Xin was not smooth just now, Ji Xin realized four points, and he also played a finger after learning Zheng Xize's appearance.

"Your Majesty," Zheng Xize sighed lightly, and his uprightness as a teacher made him directly cover Ji Xian's hand and flick her fingers.

Ji Xin couldn't react, only felt a strange feeling like a lightning strike on her fingers, which made her ears red instantly, but Zheng Xize still lowered her head to correct her fingering, and didn't notice anything wrong.

"I'll try again," Ji Xin's voice was a little coarse, and he even forgot to bring his claim in a panic, Zheng Xize realized that something was wrong, and just raised his head.

With a bang,

Left phase to——

Again,

Ding Hanjie, a member of the Chinese Scholars, arrived——

The sound of piano music in the hall stopped abruptly, and Mo Qinghe and Ding Hanjie saw Ji Xin sitting at the piano table when they arrived, and Zheng Xize obviously looked like he had just stood up.

Jimo Qinghe glanced at the two of them, his eyes were dark, and when he saw Ji Xin staring at him, he immediately lowered his head and lowered his eyelashes, hiding the emotions that he was trying to restrain himself.

"My king Wan'an, the minister and Ding Hanjie, the scholar of the Zhongshushe, came to report on the progress of Qiongyu's disaster relief."

Ji Mo Qing and whispered.

"Na Chen, retire first." Zheng Xize saw that there was government affairs to deal with, so he stepped down.

"It's nothing, Qiongyu's matter is related to the national economy and people's livelihood." Ji Xin waved his hand to stop him, "It's better for you to stay here and listen." ”

Zheng Xize glanced at Jimo Qinghe, and saw that this peerless son was still an immortal in the world, and he also had some different meanings.

"Thank you, the king."

As if he hadn't seen Zheng Xize, Jimo Qinghe stepped aside and motioned for Ding Hanjie to step forward.

Ding Hanjie vaguely smelled the aura of his son's low pressure, and he didn't quite understand why, so he had to bow his head and salute the salary and said: "After the minister returned from Qiongyu, the agriculture, commerce and industry have stabilized, and the displaced people have been properly resettled. ”

"Well, this king also received a report from Qiongyu County a few days ago, which is not much different from what you said, I think it is indeed fruitful."

The auditor nodded with satisfaction.

Jimo Qinghe bowed down and opened his mouth at this time,

"Your Majesty, Qiongyu has suffered this catastrophe, and her vitality will not be able to recover in the short term, seeing is believing, if the king can come to Qiongyu in person, it must be more exciting."

"What does Qinghe mean by letting this prince go to Qiongyu?" Ji Xin thought in his heart, Qiongyu is Haotian Heavy County, adjacent to Qianze country, has always been prosperous, and now it is not easy to get a little relief from the decline of agriculture and commerce, and it is indeed a good way for the monarch to come in person.

"Yes, as a minister of the king, the minister has also taken on the responsibility of relieving the crisis of Qiongyu, and the minister is willing to accompany the king to show the holiness of my king."

The sound is clear, revealing gentleness and warmth.