The breeze is gentle and the sun is just right. Today is the day of incense with the king.

On the official road to the Red Lotus Temple, a top-duty high-headed horse, with a rabbit head and a red black mane, is called Netherworld Flame. (Rabbit head is one of the head types of horses)

Immediately, Lang Jun Longzhang Fengzi, wearing a black over-the-shoulder woven gold python suit, and his black hair was tied with a red gold dragon crown, which was the king of Zhao - the wind is not a weapon.

In the frame, there was a man dressed in a green shirt, and he poked his head out with great interest.

Sweeping away the haze of minced meat, she is very happy today, because she can finally go on an outing!

Recalling the past when she was in Nanli Mountain, she and Su Jiu were all over the mountain, watching spring flowers and picking autumn fruits, so comfortable!

But now it is not with the wind......

This person is really dead at home, except for official business, he doesn't go out at other times, either practicing words or swords,

Speaking of official business, Qing He found out that King Zhao was really not an empty salary. Feng Buqi has been in charge of the country and the army since he was ten years old. He basically controls the important affairs of the military aircraft and the government of the government.

It turned out that Emperor Tianzhao was the one who ate empty salaries....... But this wind is not a strange thing, since he has already performed the duties of the prince, why don't he want to be crowned by the prince......

"Hey! What are you thinking, son of the Xiao family? ”

Qing He, who was in a fugue, was pulled back by a question.

The person who asked the marquis was Jun Wuchen, and I saw him riding a white horse coming from behind him. Bright smile as always.

"Uh...... Hehe, I'm having fun. I was finally able to go out and breathe..... Otherwise, in two days, I will have nothing to do after counting my hair. ”

"Haha! Wouldn't that be a pity? If you travel in two days, won't you know how much hair you have? Jun Wuchen said a joke.

"One hundred and twenty-three thousand four hundred and fifty-six," Qinghe murmured.

"Huh? What the? ”

"Nothing ......."

Jun Wuchen didn't know, in fact, she had already counted hundreds of times..... It was boring, and it was dark and cold, and she couldn't even count it if she wanted to!

But these Qinghe couldn't explain to him, so he could only reply with a smile as warm as him.

The young man on the white horse was stunned, and the sun on his face was as red as fire.

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The Red Lotus Temple is located in the suburbs of the city twenty miles away, not far away, and can be reached in an hour by car and horse.

Outside the mountain gate, Xiao Ran and a group of senior monks in the temple were already waiting here.

Among them, there is one person who stands tall in front of the temple, and he is the lord of Anrou.

When the wind in black and riding a horse passed in front of her, the light in her eyes turned into a soft light.

He bowed his head with affection and bowed, and he didn't notice the other party's ignorance. When I raised my eyes again, I saw the men's clothes in Tsing Yi, Qinghe who was stepping on the stool and getting off the car, and the soft light in his eyes turned into cold light in an instant.

Qing He shivered from the cold, noticed the other party's unkindness, and politely rolled his eyes.

"Daddy!!"

At this time, a meat ball popped out of nowhere, rushed to the front of the queue, knocked over An Rou, who was gritting her teeth and twisting the handkerchief, and brought it to Qinghe, who had not yet stood firm.

"Ahh

"County Lord!"

Seeing this, Jun Wuchen on the side quickly came to Qing He's side, wanting to reach out to help him, but Qing He turned around by himself, and only stood firm on his front and back feet when his waist was halfway down, and he didn't flash this old waist.

An Rou, who had fallen to the ground here, was about to go crazy, but found that she had alarmed King Zhao in front, so she immediately pushed away the maid who was about to help herself get up, and made the concubine lie on the ground with one hand, and covered her heart with the other hand with a weak look: "Ouch~~"

Feng Buqi turned around, saw the meat balls rolling on the ground, and Jun Wuchen who was doing support, and frowned.

Jiang Tian, the deputy governor of the forbidden army in front of the queue, was shocked when he saw this, pulled up the meat dumplings that fell to the ground, protected them behind him, and knelt in front of King Zhao: "The dog is reckless, collides with the county lord, and asks the prince to surrender!" ”

All the soldiers held their breath, waiting for orders.

Feng Buqi knew it from the bottom of his heart, and carried his hands on his back: "Take your family for official business." Ten military sticks, not as an example, the governor of the forbidden army will be punished by himself. ”

"The last will be ordered!" The punishment was actually the governor of the capital..... Although it is not uncommon for subordinates to receive punishments from their superiors, the subordinates' families are ...... Do you want to punish you for being dustless?

Well, he's in charge!

After giving the order, Feng Buqi walked straight to the main hall, Jun Wuchen was face without any waves, and without half a word of justification, he took the punishment on his own, Qinghe followed behind Xiao Ran, and went to the direction of the main hall with everyone.

"Shire.... Princess..... You better get up, ..... on the ground Liang ...... "The little maid trembled and stretched out her hand to try to support An Rou who fell to the ground.

In front of the empty mountain gate, the county lord of Anrou was left alone, and finally had to pinch the maid's arm and get up and stomp her feet.