The real parting, there is no so-called ten-mile long pavilion, and there is no so-called persuasion of the monarch to have a glass of wine, just an ordinary day as usual. The only difference is that this ordinary day will become a memory for each other.

- Nirvana

"What?!Xiaoqin is leaving?!"

Wu Kang, who was still asleep, was woken up by a loud noise, and after listening to the old beggar's words, he got up from the bed with a "poof", got dressed, and ran to the courtyard.

When Wu Kang came to the courtyard, he saw that the courtyard was full of heavily armed soldiers and everyone in the White Horse Temple.

Sima Mengqin was saying goodbye to everyone at the moment, and when she saw Wu Kang open her calf, she rushed over and gave Wu Kang a big hug.

"Brother Wu Kang!"

Wu Kang was hugged by Sima Mengqin, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while. After all, for so many years, the old beggar can be said to be the only "relative" of the little beggar, and the little beggar has never been so close to people when he has grown so big.

Wu Kang froze, and then Sima Mengqin gradually let go of his hand, looking at Wu Kang with a pair of starry eyes.

"Xiaoqin, are you leaving?" Wu Kang was the first to ask.

The little girl nodded, her eyes full of reluctance.

"So, are we still friends?"

The little girl nodded again.

After Wu Kang got the answer, he turned around and waved his little hand: "Okay then, you can go!"

The little girl listened to Wu Kang's words, took off the waist card she had been wearing from her waist, handed it to Wu Kang and said, "Brother Wu Kang, this is the only thing I have, now I will give it to you, you must keep it." ”

Seeing this, the generals on the side couldn't help frowning, but they didn't speak.

Wu Kang looked at the golden waist card handed to him, and then reached out and took off the waist card engraved with the word "Wu" on his waist and put it in front of Sima Mengqin.

"It's the only thing I have, and I'll give it to you as a gift!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, took each other's waist cards, and hung them around their waists.

Sima Mengqin stopped talking, and got into the carriage accompanied by the maid.

"Master farewell!"

"Amitabha!"

"Let's go, go back to the palace!"

After the general saluted Pratt & Whitney, he immediately gave the order to set off.

Wu Kang looked at the carriage in the distance, looked down at the waist card again, and only heard the sigh of the old beggar beside him.

"Alas! I'm afraid this is the last one!"

A cool breeze blew, and the trees in the courtyard were blown to the ground.

Wu Kang felt the breeze caressing his face, and then waved to the departing carriage and shouted, "Goodbye!"

The sun is rising, and the morning light is as faint as the sunset.

…………

"Alas! It's been a day, and this baby is hopeless!"

The old beggar sitting on the tree turned his head to look at Wu Kang, who had been sitting on the stone steps for a day, took a sip of wine, shook his head and sighed, and then turned his head to continue to observe Guan Shouting and Xu Daoling.

The two of them were sitting cross-legged on the stone pier in the courtyard at the moment, their eyes slightly closed, constantly harmonizing the breath in their bodies.

As the old beggar said, if you want Xu Daoling to help, you still have to invite him to drink. If one meal doesn't work, two meals, and if two meals don't work, three meals......

Of course, Guan Shouting invited Xu Daoling to drink a lot of wine before Xu Daoling reluctantly agreed to teach him to cultivate internal strength.

The idle old beggar sat on the tree and looked east and west, and then moved his gaze to Zhang Danshen, who was sitting under the tree and concentrating on reading.

Looking at Zhang Danshen's extremely serious appearance, the old beggar couldn't help but say to himself: "How can this kid be like a different person since he went to Master Puhui?!"

Thinking about it, the old beggar got up and got off the tree, came to Zhang Danshen and said, "Little Danshen, what book are you reading?" Looking so seriously? ”

Zhang Danshen looked up at the old beggar, and hurriedly put the book away and said, "It's nothing, Master Puhui gave it to me!"

After saying that, he got up and walked to another tree, took out his book, and continued to study carefully.

When the old beggar saw this, he naturally couldn't keep up with his old face again, so he had to whisper: "This kid is also hopeless!" ”

…………

Luoyang.

Kunning Palace.

Jia Nanfeng is sitting on the couch with his eyes closed at the moment, and he doesn't have to deceive and calculate with the ministers in the court like Bai Ri. Enjoying the massage of the palace maid, Jia Nanfeng felt that his whole body was extremely relaxed.

Just when Jia Nanfeng was very comfortable, an attendant rushed into the hall.

Jia Nanfeng, who was extremely comfortable, opened his eyes when he heard the sound, looked at the waiter kneeling on the ground, and slowly spoke: "What's the matter?" ”

"Queen Qiyu, Princess Qingyao has returned to the palace!"

When Jia Nanfeng heard this, he was shocked, and then nodded and said, "It's okay, just arrange a place in the palace for her to stay!"

"No!"

The chamberlain had just gotten up and exited the hall, but the other chamberlain hurriedly rushed into the hall, came to Jia Nanfeng's side, and whispered.

When Jia Nanfeng heard the words of the servant, he was overjoyed and hurriedly got up and said, "Let's all stand down!" ”

"Yes!"

The palace maids and attendants in the hall hurriedly withdrew from the hall when they heard this. Jia Nanfeng hurriedly sat down in front of the bronze mirror and tidied up his makeup.

"The last general will meet the queen mother!"

"Cousin, please get up!"

"Thank you, Niang!"

After Jia Nanfeng saw Jia Xijie, he hurriedly got up and asked Jia Xijie to be exempt.

"Cousin, sit down!"

Jia Xijie naturally didn't dare to be so presumptuous, and hurriedly arched his hand and said, "The last general is standing." ”

"Queen Mother, there will be something important to report at the end!"

"Cousin, please!"

"Queen Qiyu, the court prisoner who rescued Princess Qingyao and injured the officers and soldiers last time is hiding in the White Horse Temple! The refusal will know that Zhang Baitong's son is also hiding in the White Horse Temple!"

"What?!" As soon as Jia Nanfeng heard Zhang Baitong's three words, he couldn't help but sound the previous incident, although he had been killed by Sima Wei's hand, but his three sons had not yet been cut down and eradicated, which also became Jia Nanfeng's heart disease.

"Mother?" Jacijay made a neck wiping motion.

After Jia Nanfeng thought about it, he shook his head and said: "No, the White Horse Temple is an imperial temple, and how many ministers in the court have a good relationship with the abbot of the White Horse Temple; Besides, Your Majesty's new pardon should not be rash!"

Jia Xijie shook his head when he heard this: "Queen Qiyu, according to the last general's eyeliner, the son of the uncle Wang Kai was beaten by the monks in the White Horse Temple for molesting women from good families, and Wang Kai has been distressed about this matter in recent days!"

When Jia Nanfeng heard this, his eyes suddenly showed a fierce light and said, "Okay! I'll leave this matter to my cousin!"

"The last will obey! There is one more thing in the end, I don't know whether to talk about it or not? ”

"Cousin, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"I don't know what to do with Princess Qingyao! Be sure to ask the mother to cut the grass and eradicate the roots! There was a murderous glint in Jacijay's eyes.

When Jia Nanfeng heard this, he waved his hand and said: "It's just a little girl, the Yang family has been beheaded all over the house, and I can't make much waves if I forgive her."

Let's let her live in the palace for a few days, and then find a random reason to send her to her mother, and we will naturally decide whether she lives or dies!"