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When Cao Jingzhi stole the treasure, he was still paying attention to the news of the Dao Palace's junior brother, and he didn't know if his heart was really as calm as he said in his tone, it didn't matter.

Zhang Xian, the only Taoist priest who uses a sword in the Taoist Palace, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows, it is not that this Taoist friend is famous, but that Mao Mao told him on Haoyang Mountain that day.

Now listening to Cao Jingzhi say this, he is really not a wasted person, that day he said that he would go to this world to sharpen his sword, and when he became famous, he would go to Haoyang Mountain again.

Secretly worried that Mao Mao would be able to cope with it, he smiled instead. Mao Mao is a disciple of the legendary Taoist Li Qingqiu, and even the supreme thunder method of 'Purple Lightning Qingxiao' has been changed by him, so he can be practiced by ordinary disciples, so why worry about it.

When the night passes, a few people sit among the ridges, and no one sleeps, but they wait until the east to reveal the white of the fish's belly.

I had already learned from Cao Jingzhi's mouth that this was Pingwu Town, so it was not out of the scope of the Southern Road, Pingwu Town was the most marginal town in Gusu, and the place chosen by Cao Jingzhi was even more remote.

Under the direction of the thief, several people left in the morning sun. The elder of the shadow of Cao Jingzhi and his wife under the sun can imagine that there will be no more thefts in this world in the future.

After Yuankong and the others left, Murong raised his head and looked at his husband stupidly, how could Murong not see what Cao Jingzhi was thinking about after so many years of getting along: "Jingzhi, since I have woken up, let this past matter pass, promise me that since I have let go, let this hatred go." I don't want you to risk it anymore. ”

Hearing this, Cao Jingzhi's face froze, and he smiled bitterly, knowing that he couldn't hide anything from her. Leaning sideways and holding his wife tightly in his arms, he gently pressed his chin against his wife's hair and whispered, "Okay." ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has returned to Gusu City, which can be regarded as the best news that Liu Taishou has heard in so many days, and a big stone in his heart has finally landed. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hasn't slept well these days, and he hasn't slept well either, just like a girl who has suffered from lovesickness, and he doesn't think about tea and dinner.

However, Qin Heng didn't see the slightest worry, the newlywed Yan'er in the past few days was like glue. Li Changzhong and his wife are happily waiting every day to hug their big fat grandson, and Master Li, who adheres to the principle of making money with kindness, has been smiling when he sees people these days, and he looks like Li Dashan.

His Royal Highness returned to Gusu and naturally lived in the old place in Washington, and Qin Heng, who got the news, came to this small courtyard as soon as possible. He hadn't forgotten that he had something to accomplish.

"Oh, isn't this a little Hengzi, how can you be willing to leave your flowery wife and come to see our Royal Highness the Prince?" Qin Heng walked in like this, dressed as a scholar, and there was a little more joy between his kind eyebrows.

Seeing Qin Heng, Amber was still laughing as before. Qin Heng also ignored it as before, and walked straight to the stone bench next to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and sat down: "Your Highness." He smiled mildly.

"Yes. Yuan Kong snorted lightly, didn't speak for a while, and spun a teacup in his hand, as if in thought: "Ah, Qin Heng, where is your master?"

"Master, the old man left on the night of the wedding feast, and as for where he went, I, as an apprentice, still don't know. After Qin Heng finished speaking, he spread his hands a little helplessly.

"Yes. "Yuan Kong didn't really want to inquire about the whereabouts of the great monk who pretended to be a master of chanting, and Yuan Kong didn't care at all about the somewhat inexplicable great monk.

The conversation fell silent again. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knew the purpose of his visit, and Qin Heng also knew very clearly what he was here for, and was quietly waiting for His Royal Highness the Prince's decision.

A quarter of an hour later, Qin Heng walked out of this small courtyard with a sigh, unable to tell what mood he was in, he lowered his head and smiled, as if helpless. I didn't think about it anymore, and stepped forward and left Washington, so let's set off.

"Your Highness, you really planned to arrange Xiao Hengzi like this. Just after Qin Heng left, Amber asked in some surprise.

"Why, I think Qin Heng is newly married, so I let him go to such a far away place is a little unkind. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince subconsciously turned the teacup in his hand, looked at Amber and said.

"It's not all, it's just ......" Amber's hesitant words were not finished, and Yuan Kong then asked, "Just feel a little condescending?"

Amber nodded slightly.

Yuankong put down the teacup and shook his head slowly, naturally he had a reason for doing this, and he didn't explain more,

In fact, Qin Heng really said that he had any talent, it was really hard to say, except for the ten-step words at the flower drum meeting that day, he did not see his boasting talent through the heavens and latitudes, and the ability of military strategists.

Coupled with the unreliable first impression left on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, his master who pretended to be a master of chanting scriptures deepened this impression again. This makes it difficult for Yuan Kong to place it in what position, and he doesn't know what kind of position is suitable for him. His visit can be regarded as a test.

"Xianggong, you're back. Your Highness, what did he say. Since that day, this girl named Xueqing has been thinking about his father-in-law. Seeing Qin Heng coming back, he hurriedly greeted him.

This is a new house, Li Changzhong is a famous businessman, it is very simple to find a house in Gusu City at random, but Qin Heng will go to the imperial city of Leyang as an official, and he did not buy a big house for the young couple in Gusu.

"If you're going to have to travel a long way, are you willing?" Qin Heng still stepped forward with a gentle smile on his face, grabbed his wife's waist, and gently pressed his chin against Xue Qing's forehead and said.

"Xianggong, where are you talking about this, naturally Xianggong, wherever you go, I will go as a wife. Xue Qing hugged Qin Heng's waist with her backhand, her cheek was pressed against his chest, enjoying the warmth of this moment, and suddenly seemed to react: "Xianggong, is it His Highness?"

Qin Heng nodded slowly: "Yes, I thought I could stay by His Highness's side, or go to Leyang to find an official and a half-job to show my strengths." But I didn't think that His Highness would appoint me to the north. ”

"North, where is the north?" Xue Qing then continued.

"To the north, Wheat City, the border city with the King of the Green Sun. Qin Heng said slowly.

It's like asking a question: "Ah, what can you do in Wheat City so far away." ”

Wheat City is far away, it is indeed far away, Liang Hongying, whom His Royal Highness the Crown Prince met when he first entered southern Xinjiang, is the eldest lady of the Worm Sand Gang in Wheat City in the north, and I don't know if His Royal Highness's move has a deep meaning.

"Your Highness said that the education in the north is not enough, and the grasp is not heavy, and it is far worse than the southern road, so let me go to Wheat City to be a teacher. Qin Heng said with a slightly wry smile.

"Your Highness, this is really a person who treats you as a person who writes lyrics and poems. The influence of contact since childhood made Xue Qing unable to say that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not, but there was also a lot of dissatisfaction with what happened to her husband in her words.

The Worm Sand Gang dominates the six northern cities, more is force, but less culture, compared to the southern province, it is indeed not a sporadic half, and it is indeed not wrong to let Qin Heng, a talented man, go to the north to be a teacher.

"It's just that you've suffered so much that you have to leave your hometown before you get married, from a young lady in fine clothes and food to a wife who has traveled a long distance. ”

"Xue Qing is not bitter, Xue Qing has always believed that Xiang Gong will be able to achieve something earth-shattering, even if others don't believe it, Xue Qing will definitely believe it. After speaking, he nodded firmly, turned around and broke away from Xianggong's arms, and went to pack up his things for the long house.