With such doubts, Zhao Qingsong said goodbye and left the prince's mansion, and the next time was for young people, and an elderly person like him was not suitable for staying.

Returning to the palace, Zhao Qingsong first went to Gongsun Changquan, and when he met, the latter was holding the design drawings and inspecting the restoration work of the pilgrimage temple one by one.

Gongsun Changquan threw the drawings to the attendants behind him, squinted his eyes and asked Zhao Qingsong with a smile: "Yo, Mr. Zhao is back?" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince met you alone, what important task did he assign to you? ”

Zhao Qingsong smiled bitterly and said: "Lord Gongsun, don't make fun of me, you don't know the thoughts of His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"How?"

Gongsun Changquan restrained his smile, even though it was well concealed, Zhao Qingsong still heard the nervousness and expectation in his tone.

'Sure enough, Lord Gongsun is no exception,' Zhao Qingsong sighed silently in his heart.

Immortal fate can be met but not sought.

Now it's really in front of everyone's eyes.

Gongsun Changquan can strictly order the prince not to follow in the footsteps of the emperor, but in his heart, he also wishes that Mo Bai would stay in the capital.

For the sake of Yanguo, but also for himself.

If Mo Bai is successfully tied to the dilapidated boat of Yan Guo, then the future of Yan Guo is definitely bright.

And Mo Bai stayed in Yan Kingdom, and these powerful people were the closest to the immortal yuan among the mortals, even if Mo Bai kept ignoring them, they walked around Mo Bai all day long, and they might be able to get some benefits that day.

Zhao Qingsong bowed his head, Mo Bai's stay in the capital was already an ironclad fact, but he didn't plan to tell Gongsun Changquan so simply.

He brewed a word in his mind.

"Mo Gongzi is a red dust immortal, dissolute and uninhibited by nature, likes to be carefree, and travels in the mortal world."

Gongsun Changquan's heart suddenly missed half a beat, his face darkened, and Zhao Qingsong's opening remarks directly chilled his mind.

"Mortal things can't restrain the true immortals who are at ease," Zhao Qingsong added fire without hurrying.

Human beings are a very cheap species, and if something is too easy to obtain, it will not be cherished after it is obtained.

He had to make Gongsun Changquan understand that Mobai was the kind of unrestrained existence that could go whenever he wanted, and it was not something they could really grasp.

Gongsun Changquan no longer reported his expectations, and just as he was about to wave his hand to stop Zhao Qingsong, the latter said in a calm tone: "But there is one thing that Mo Gongzi cares about very much. ”

Gongsun Changquan's face turned bright, "What is it?" ”

Realizing that he was a little emotional, Gongsun Changquan coughed dryly, understanding that the little Jiujiu in his heart had been exposed, so he simply didn't pretend.

"Please also ask Mr. Zhao for advice."

"Actually, it's not a thing," Zhao Qingsong smiled lightly: "Lord Gongsun, do you remember Miss Mo?" ”

"Miss Mo?" Gongsun Changquan was stunned.

"Yes, as an immortal, Mo Gongzi naturally likes to be unrestrained," Zhao Qingsong said: "But Miss Mo is an ordinary person, and normal ordinary people have feelings for their homeland in their hearts.

The body can wander outside, but there is a root in the heart that can be returned at any time, if not, you will find a suitable place for yourself to fall and take root. ”

Gongsun Changquan couldn't wait, "What does Mr. Zhao mean?" ”

"Miss Mo came to the capital since Liangdu, stayed in the capital for a few days, has a good sense of the capital, and has plans to settle here, and now she is still worried about her belongings and houses." Zhao Qingsong no longer sells Guanzi: "Miss Mo has no intention of leaving Liangdu in a short time. ”

Gongsun Changquan's eyes gradually lit up.

He understood what Zhao Qingsong meant, Miss Mo had no intention of leaving for a short time, and Master Mo would stay with her, but this did not mean that they would stay in Yanguo, if you behave badly and treat others badly, people would feel that they were offended one day, or that the capital was boring, so they didn't say hello and left directly.

Zhao Qingsong was shattering their plan to tie Mo Bai to Yan Guo, and told them euphemistically, don't want to eat fart.

However, knowing that Mo Bai will not leave the capital in a short period of time is already great news.

And how to manipulate next, Zhao Qingsong has actually told him.

The key point is in the ink warbler.

Gongsun Changquan glanced at Zhao Qingsong, who had an indifferent face, and secretly scolded him in his heart for being an old fox, playing tricks with himself, and said with a smile on his face: "Come with me to see His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

……

Prince's Mansion.

"Fairy, are you very idle?"

"Why do you ask?"

"You're not idle, why are you running to me every day?"

"It's not...... I ......"

Luo Qingyao was speechless, and her cheeks were slightly red.

"Xiaobai, take the pastries to the house to eat."

Mo Bai looked up at Mo Ying, who stared at Luo Qingyao with his mouth intended.

'Huh? How did you go? Luo Qingyao watched Mo Bai pick up the pastry plate and leave the warm pavilion.

I can't take my eyes off it, follow it! ’

Mo Ying spit in her heart, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a faint smile, "Look at it, I'll let you watch it again, come to my family every day to prostitute my Xiaobai, you opened the prince's mansion?" ’

Mo Bai left the warm pavilion, Luo Qingyao's eyes suddenly became sluggish, and she was embarrassed and annoyed when she sat in place.

"Ink Girl......"

"Going? I do not send it. ”

“……”

Luo Qingyao's chest was jammed, it was the first time she had been so disregarded.

In Kunlun Ruins, no matter where she goes, there will be people who greet her and treat her gently and kindly.

It's not pampered, but it's just that he has been well protected by Luo Yunxi since he was a child.

It can be said that Mo Ying's dislike of her is the first Waterloo in her life.

Luo Qingyao also has a temper, and at that moment she asked bluntly: "Miss Mo hates me very much?" ”

Mo Ying didn't expect Luo Qingyao to ask so directly, looking at her look of not knowing what she had done wrong, weak, helpless, and pitiful......

I can't get it hard.

How can you bear to make a beautiful woman sad and frustrated!

"It's not...... I ......"

It was Moying's turn to squeak and be speechless.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

Why don't you let Xiaobai come out?

Anyway, just a few glances, and nothing will be done.

Mo Ying pondered whether to give in.

Mo Bai took the pastry back to the room, and when he was alone, he would pull the puppet dragon man over.

Due to the great change in the shape of the dragon last time, the clothes that Mo Ying had worked so hard to put on it exploded.

Now the puppet dragons have returned to the "shabby" days when they only had a hooded cloak on their bodies.

Take a bite of pastry, Mo Bai holds his chin with one hand.

The pastries were not sent by the people in the prince's mansion.

The Demon Dao Emperor has been in power for more than ten years, and he has looted a lot of property in the country, and some heavenly treasures that mortals can't touch and don't know are also collected by him.

It can be said that the body of the demon Dao is an excellent medicinal material, but the ingredients are a little mixed.

Mo Bai let the puppet dragon man devour it, and then the yang fire stored in the puppet dragon man's body refined it, and finally got this piece of something like a pastry.

It is an excellent tonic.

Digesting a piece of pastry, Mo Bai wiped his hands and controlled the puppet dragon man to move closer to him.

Taking off the hood of the puppet dragonman, Mo Bai stared at its eyes, dim and unfocused, without a trace of aura.

Mo Bai raised his index finger and pressed it to the center of his eyebrows.

In the snowy world, the white dragon fled to the north at high speed on the wind, and the golden sword light fell from the sky like a divine punishment.

A miserable dragon groan sounded, and the white dragon fell to the earth.

Mo Bai stood in the clouds, watching the white dragon's dragon body gradually dissipate, and finally fell into the snowy mountain and disappeared.

Where the golden sword light came from, the immortal in colorful clothes held a long sword, and at the end of the long sword, bright red blood slowly dripped down.

The snow-white world gradually faded and faded, and Mo Bai withdrew his hand and sat back on the wooden chair with one hand on his cheek.

What he saw just now was the deepest memory left in the puppet dragon man's body, and only such a memory could still be remembered by the body after the soul was shattered.

A sword to cut the soul, a good means.

The immortal who slain the dragon also seemed to be injured.

It's not the first time Mo Bai has read this memory, and when he has nothing to do, he will call it out to take a look, if nothing else, for the sword that slashes the soul.

……

In the extreme north, Luo Yunxi looked at the endless green forest in front of him in shock.

"This, this, how is this possible!"

The feminine man was dumbfounded, what should have been a frozen and lifeless frozen soil has become a paradise full of birds and flowers at this moment!

The red-robed monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that in such an extremely cold place, there would be living water flowing and green trees becoming forests?" ”

The purple-robed Taoist was also shocked by the vibrant scenery in front of him, his expression was grim, and he said solemnly: "There must be demons when things are impermanent. ”

On the white clouds, Luo Yunxi looked at the green field in front of him vigilantly, and the long sword behind him was humming.

In an instant, dozens of figures rose from the edge of the green field, soaring upwards with a compelling momentum, and finally stopped outside everyone.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect an immortal to come so soon." The man at the head was nine feet long, and he looked up to the sky and roared, with a haughty expression of contempt.

"Tiger King?" The purple-robed Taoist recognized the comer.

"People from the Heavenly Master's Mansion?" The Tiger King looked at the purple-robed Daoist with a burning gaze, "How many generations of Great Heavenly Master are you?" ”

The purple-robed Taoist said: "The family master is the thirteenth generation master of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain. ”

"Thirteen generations?" The Tiger King looked up to the sky and laughed, "Then shouldn't you call me an old ancestor?" ”

The purple-robed Taoist was condensed, if he was ranked according to the seniority in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, he should indeed call the Tiger King an old ancestor.

Behind the Tiger King, a man who was a head shorter than him and had two sharp fangs in his mouth, said in a low voice: "Big brother, don't laugh, it's important to get down to business." ”

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the Tiger King's eyes sharpened, one moment he was still smiling, and the next moment a brutal and cruel aura floated into words.

"The descendants of Longhu Mountain, listen to the advice of the ancestors, it's not too late to turn around and leave here, this is not the place you should come!"

The purple-robed Daoist's face changed for a moment, and he glanced at Luo Yunxi, who was holding an immortal sword on the white cloud.

"What is up ahead, can the Tiger King tell me and wait?"

The purple-robed Taoist smiled: "Poor Dao is very curious, how the frozen soil of thousands of miles turned into a vibrant green field, if the Tiger King can tell me the secret, we will immediately go home." ”

The Tiger King narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile: "Don't eat and punish wine!" ”

"Behind me is the holy land of my demon clan!" The black and red blood in the sky appeared behind him, turning into a bloodthirsty and terrifying tiger face, "Let's explore again in the next life!" ”

……

The winter nights are long and short.

In the Hualou Xiang Pavilion, a good girl with heavy dark circles held on to the wall with one hand and supported her waist with the other, bidding farewell to the guests for the rest of her life.

"Childe, come back next time." The hoarse voice, the trembling voice, the mouth said welcome to the next visit, but the heart was really scared, tossing all night, she was completely numb, empty.

She now knows that even if she becomes a battle-hardened woman, she will have another painful day, and it will be uncomfortable to open the way, and the expansion will be the same.

The process of expanding the wide road is long, and if it weren't for the fact that her body was a little stronger than that of ordinary women, it was estimated that she would die suddenly in bed.

The sky is still dark, and there is not even a white fish belly in the east.

Mo Bai walked on the way back to the Prince's Mansion, and couldn't help but miss Xue Rongji in his heart.

The scattered fireworks and lights in the market flickered together, and the harsh winter days and the evening sun could not stop the industrious vendors.

Passing by a shop selling baked cakes, Mobai stopped and bought two baked cakes.

Today is the winter solstice, and the sky is cloudless, and it is a sunny day.

While most of the people were still asleep, Li Yu's enthronement ceremony had already begun.

Due to the fact that the former emperor had cultivated immortals for more than ten years, the treasury of Yan State had long been empty.

The crown prince was newly appointed and vowed to be a Ming monarch, so everything was simple in this enthronement ceremony.

Long live in the temple.

Commenting on the rewards of the monarch and the minister.

The dragon robe is added to the age number.

The old minister resigned and replaced the new one.

In the court, the father-in-law with a childish face read the holy decree.

"Taifu Gongsun Changquan takes the order!"

Gongsun Changquan stepped forward: "The minister is here." ”

"Taifu has always been with me since I was a child, educating my enlightenment, practicing my martial arts, and my great plan is inseparable from Taifu's hard work, this time Conglong should be the first meritorious, and he will be appointed as the prime minister!"

Gongsun Changquan said in a loud voice: "Thank you, Lord Longen!" ”

"Zhao Qingsong takes the order!"

“？” Zhao Qingsong looked confused.

Not, I'm the second?

I've only been here for a few days, and the credit doesn't compare to the group of people who have been following me......

No, I didn't do anything at all!

Gongsun Changquan secretly kicked Zhao Qingsong, who immediately came back to his senses and stepped forward: "The minister is here." ”

The father-in-law read aloud:

"Etiquette is also to Zhengguo, and it is still balanced to the weight; The rope and ink are also straight, and the rules are also square.

Where the country is, where the rites are, the special commission Zhao Qingsong is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, correcting the etiquette and educating all sentient beings. ”

"Minister Zhao Qingsong, thank you Lord Longen......"

Zhao Qingsong lowered his head, his face as calm as stagnant water.

Ministry of Rites...... Chancery.

This is a cool green shirt guest.

Eighteen years of inaction.

Once fortunate to see Long Xianxian.

Fly on the branches and become a phoenix.

Sad, ridiculous.

Zhao Qingsong knew very well in his heart that eighty percent of the reason for this official position came from Mo Bai, and he laughed at himself in his heart:

'This is also a different kind of fairy fate, right?' ’

On the golden stage, the voice of the father-in-law with a childish face suddenly slackened for a moment.

Zhao Qingsong came back to his senses and looked at Gongsun Changquan not far in front of him, who also cast his gaze at him.

Zhao Qingsong sighed in his heart: "It's still here that should come." ’

The father-in-law with a childish face hesitated and said:

"The goddess descended from the sky, blessed Dayan, and sealed Mo Ying, the daughter of the Mo family, as the lord of Anyang! Give a fief to a county, a thousand acres of fertile land, a hundred taels of gold, and a house! ”

Zhao Qingsong: "??? ”

Gongsun Changquan:( ́▽')

The father-in-law's voice trembled, and he didn't dare to read any further: "Yu...... The position of the Mobai National Teacher! ”

In the hall, there was a dead silence.

Zhao Qingsong: Please turn on voice communication!

Gongsun Changquan: I don't listen, I don't listen!

Emperor: I refuse!