Ning Mu could naturally see the expression on Yuan Xing's face clearly: "Senior brother, the matter can only end here, if Your Majesty does too much, there will naturally be people in the court who oppose it." Speaking of this, he changed his tone again and said lightly: "The rest is not our responsibility." ”

Yuan Xing sighed, and knew that what the other party said was reasonable, judging from the history of later generations, the actions of the current emperor did not have much impact on the people. But for some reason, Bai Jingcheng's expression always appeared in front of him, lingering,

He asked again: "Then has there been any changes in the Beijing officials recently?" ”

"Qin Tianjian has changed the supervisor, and the Ministry of Industry has changed a foreigner." Ning Mu thought for a moment before answering.

"Is there anyone with the surname Bai?"

"White?" Ning Mu was stunned.

"Bai Jingcheng, a native of Shuzhong, should be a six-grade civil official."

"Oh, he's there." Ning Mu patted his head: "Recently, there have been frequent changes in the low-level officials in Beijing, and I really can't remember it suddenly, I know this person, who was born in the Bai clan in Shuzhong, and belongs to the same sect as Yuanchen, and visited the Dadu Governor's Mansion a while ago." His teacher was the new Qintian Supervisor, but he himself became the head of the Ministry of Works. ”

"What does Yu do or not?" It's the first time I've heard this name.

He was responsible for the purchase and transportation of some of the building materials for the new palace. There is some oil and water, but it is a drudgery that requires trekking through mountains and rivers. Ning Mu waved his hand, and at first he looked indifferent, but when he saw his junior brother's tightly knit brows, he was slightly stunned and then said, "What?" Do you suspect that this pair of master and apprentice is the emperor's follower? Will you take advantage of the gap between buying materials to secretly explore the dragon vein? ”

Yuan Xing nodded silently.

"I'll arrange this matter and let people keep an eye on it, but ......" Ning Mu patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "Even if Your Majesty really wants to open the Gate of Heaven with great fanfare, it will be a few years later. ”

At night, Yuan Xing lit an incense stick, slept until late, and woke up the next day, having made a decision in his heart.

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When the old monk Fushan left Beijing, the ox cart he rode when he came had been replaced with a carriage, and the emperor gave a rich reward, and specially arranged for two confidant ministers to come to escort him, and even the governor of the Governor's Mansion, Bai Dadu, came in person.

Taking advantage of the polite greetings of a group of people, the senior brother quietly asked Yuan Xing: "Are you really not going back?" ”

Yuan Xing nodded: "I want to stay in the capital for a while, and there are some things that need to be verified." ”

The senior brother asked again, "How long will it take to get back?" ”

Yuan Xing bowed his head and was silent.

Senior Brother looked at him for a long time before he sighed: "Okay, I'll talk to Master when I go back." Pay attention to your own safety, don't be reckless in case of trouble, and if you can't deal with it, go back to the mountain to find me. Then, he made another heartfelt advice.

Yuan Xing listened carefully, and when the senior brother finished telling him, he was ready to set off, Yuan Xing gave a big gift to the uncle, and watched the carriage slowly leave, his heart was sour, in fact, he was ready, if it was really as he expected, the next time we met again, I am afraid it will be a long time later.

"Let's go." Ning Mu smiled and patted Yuan Xing's shoulder, interrupting his sadness.

The old monk left, the courtyard of the inn had retreated, and Yuanxing had nowhere to stay, so he could only temporarily live in Ning Mu's house.

Ning Mu's family is rich, and the residential area is not small, so he arranged a secluded courtyard for him alone, and in addition to practicing every day, he taught his apprentices attentively, and the time passed day by day.

Until one day, Ning Mu brought back a news that Bai Jingcheng, who had been concerned during this time, was about to leave Beijing......

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Bai Jingcheng, who was followed by Yuanxing, is now an official, riding horses on the road, and there are post stations to live along the way. He was miserable, he thought that the horseback movement was too loud, so he could only follow the light gong far away, and it was good to find the inn at night, and there was no place to stay but to curl up in the wild to deal with it for a night.

If Bai Jingcheng missed the camp in the wilderness, hot soup and food, there was no shortage of beds and tents, but he didn't even have a bonfire, so he could only freeze alive.

The north has entered the end of summer, and the weather is still hot during the day, but the sun sets, and there is a hint of cold in the air. Rao is that he has an innate true qi to protect his body, and it is okay for two days a day, but he can't stand it like this.

But it is impossible to let him give up, not to mention that he has been following for nearly a month, and his previous efforts to give up halfway will be in vain. In fact, the longer the time passed, the more certain Yuan Xing affirmed his speculation.

Nominally, Bai Jingcheng went south to supervise the purchase of building materials used in the expansion of the palace, but after passing through so many places along the way, he did not contact the local government, and second, he did not inquire about the market of building materials, but instead concentrated on drilling into the mountains, which was definitely not a business trip.

After spending a night of being harassed by mosquitoes, Yuan Xing hastily wiped his face in the stream, then jumped on a big tree, hid his figure, and watched carefully at the camp not far away.

His vision was astonishing, and he could see everything that was happening between the tents.

First, in addition to the tent, the entourage boiled water for cooking, and then Bai Jingcheng also appeared with his waist stretched, but he did not wash as before, but climbed a raised rock along the sheep intestine path with two old men dressed in black, and during the conversation between several people, he also took a picture scroll from his arms and pointed at it.

Yuan Xing was slightly stunned, but after all, the distance was too far, and he couldn't see it at all. He thought about it, this was just the opportunity to test, and with a slight force on his toes, his body jumped forward like a big bird, ready to look for an opportunity in the bushes in front of him to slowly approach.

He thought that he had done a good job, and no one should find out, but as soon as he landed, the grass and trees just moved, and the sound caused was very small at all, but the two old men who were talking to Bai Jingcheng immediately reacted.

"Someone......" "Who?" Two broken drinks came out at the same time, and as soon as the words started, two figures shot up.

A dazzling white light flashed, and a large area of bushes in front of him became fragmented in an instant, and the two frightened pheasants fluttered their wings and flew away.

"Did we hear it wrong?"

The two old men looked at each other, and both saw the solemnity and confusion in each other's eyes, and then the two of them divided into two directions and used light skills to inspect the surrounding area, and found no abnormalities before returning to the rock.

As everyone knows, in the woods they can't see, there is a bald monk leaning against the trunk of the tree at this moment, wiping the cold sweat that does not exist on his forehead, and when their figure approaches, the monk raises his leg again, and his figure has disappeared.

"The voice is shrill and thin, I'm afraid it's not the two fathers-in-law?" He teleported out several miles with his divine foot to stabilize his body. Thinking back to the voice that had just reached my ears, I had a judgment in my heart.

The director of the Ministry of Works, a six-grade worker, was accompanied by two Ouchi masters, saying that there were no ghosts in it, and he didn't believe it when he was killed.

"There's no need to keep up." Yuan Xing sighed, and began to call for Jin Cicada in his heart: "Give up this mission, I want to return to modern times." ”