When Rong Fei walked out of the north gate and came to the outside of Kyoto City, Murong Canghai and Bai Zizi were already waiting here.

From a distance, I saw that the two seemed to be arguing about something, and when I got closer, I heard that it was Bai Zizi who was asking where the two of them went and what they did yesterday.

"How many times do you want me to say it, it has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with the Linzhou ruins."

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

"A fool would ask such a question."

"Bull nose, you don't play cards according to the routine, you should say it's not like it."

"Too lazy to talk nonsense with you."

Murong Canghai turned around impatiently, unwilling to look at Bai Zizi even more.

Yesterday, it was not a secret thing to develop gunpowder with Rong Fei, and it was okay to say that he was at ease with Bai. But Murong Canghai pretended to be mysterious and vague, but it made Bai Zizi suspicious, and kept pestering and questioning.

can make Bai Zi deflated by this chatter, Murong Canghai will not let it go easily.

Seeing Rong Fei coming, Bai Zizai immediately threw the topic of the question to the back of his mind, looked Rong Fei up and down carefully, leaned up and hugged his shoulder, and whispered obscenely.

"How many times did you do it last night? I didn't look tired at all, but there were good things like secret techniques or secret medicines. Brothers, you can't hide good things. ”33

Rong Fei rolled his eyes and was about to say a few words back, but he heard the sound of a sky-shaking drum in his ears

The drums were beating from the south behind the trio.

Today is the day when Jingyuan waits for Chang Gaoyuan to lead the paid army to go on the expedition, and the location of the oath is outside the south gate.

To the sound of rumbling drums, a convoy of ox carts and carriages streamed out of the city gate and passed by the three of them.

The convoy drove out of a distance and suddenly stopped, the curtain of an ox cart in the center was lifted, and Liu Yingrong, who was dressed as a man, helped an old man with gorgeous hair and good spirits to get out of the carriage and walk towards Rong Fei and the three of them.

Although Rong Fei had never met this old man, he had been fascinated for a long time, and hurriedly took the initiative to greet him.

"Boy Rongfei, I've seen Lao Shoufu."

Liu Chuanfang also smiled and bowed back.

"Old and presumptuous, I still hope that Fencheng Bomo will be strange."

"Where is the old Shoufu, the kid has admired you for a long time, but he has not been able to come to the door to ask for advice because of his mundane affairs, and it is the kid's rudeness that comes first."

"Hehehe, two people who were frustrated and kicked out of Kyoto, don't praise each other here. The old man heard that Fencheng Bo was a cheerful person, so he had something to say. If there is something offended, Fencheng Bo can just think that the old man is farting. ”

"Hahaha, the old man is quick to talk, and the kid listens."

Liu Chuanfang can come out of his mouth with vulgar words such as 'fart', which shows that this person is not the kind of stubborn old-fashioned, which immediately made Rong Fei feel a lot more relaxed.

"The first thing is that Fencheng Bo has repeatedly solved strange cases in Kyoto City these days, and he has returned justice to the people and eliminated a lot of resentment. The old man thanked the people of Kyoto on behalf of him. ”

"The boy's responsibility, the old man's words are heavy."

Rong Fei replied humbly, but his heart was already happy.

After all these busy days, I finally heard a human word. Although it is not as real as the promotion and reward, and it may be praised by the first person in the officialdom in decades, this kind of spiritual satisfaction cannot be achieved by money and power.

Rong Fei is also a layman after all, and he is more or less vain.

"The second thing, I heard that Uncle Fencheng is about to reach the age of the crown ceremony, and he is old and cheeky, and I want to give Uncle Fencheng a table."

Rong Fei was slightly stunned when he heard this.

The first time I met this old Shoufu, I had to give myself a name, which was indeed very abrupt and rude.

But after thinking about it, Liu Chuanfang has been up and down for decades, and there is no reason to do such a disproportionate thing, so most of them are entrusted by others.

And there are only two people in Kyoto City who can instruct Liu Chuanfang.

Emperor Zhu Sheng and Concubine Xian.

After figuring out the joint, Rong Fei hurriedly arched his hand.

"I don't dare to ask for it."

Liu Chuanfang smiled slightly, took out a piece of plain white rice paper with a folded white background and sprinkled it with gold from his sleeve and handed it over.

Rong Fei took it with both hands and opened the rice paper, only to see two large characters in regular script written on it upright-Shouzheng.

Is it upright?

It's not very smooth!

Rong Fei secretly slandered in his heart.

Although he was not very satisfied with this expression in his heart, he also knew that this was a warning to himself from Emperor Zhu Sheng or Concubine Xian.

Liu Chuanfang saw Rong Fei's eyes flickering, knowing that he had guessed the deep meaning of these two words, but he still opened his mouth to explain.

"The killing of Chang Huaien is certainly very happy, but after all, no evidence has been found, and he is still not guilty after all. If everyone follows suit, the law will be broken, and there will be endless troubles. ”

Hearing this, Rong Fei folded the gold rice paper and put it in the storage jade ring, and then bowed deeply to Liu Chuanfang.

"The boy is taught, and in the future he will be determined to walk in the right way and keep the law."

"That's wonderful!"

Liu Chuanfang grabbed Rong Fei's arms and helped him up, and smiled with relief.

Then a look of amazement flashed on the old man's face.

"There is a third thing, but it is a little selfishness of the old man, and I hope that Uncle Fencheng can be fulfilled."

Rong Fei looked at Liu Yingrong on the side, and said in his heart that this girl was worried that she would regret it, so she brought her father out to put pressure.

And Liu Yingrong stared at Rong Fei with unkind eyes.

"It is rumored in Kyoto that Fencheng Bo is a poet who descends to earth, and the old man also loves Fencheng Bo's poems and articles. Today, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see each other again, and the old man wants to ask for a poem. ”

It turned out to be asking for poetry, Rong Fei felt a little funny in his heart, and felt that Liu Chuanfang, the old man, was a little cute, so he waved his hand.

"It's a small thing."

Then he put his hands behind his back, raised his face and looked at the sky in thought, but in fact, he was searching his stomach for the few stocks.

At this moment, a carriage galloped out of the city gate, and as it galloped to the side of the convoy, a shout was heard from the carriage.

"Stop!"

Before the carriage stopped completely, three figures jumped out of the carriage, which were Huang Liangyi, Fang Datong and Gao Bin.

"Okay, you're a dead old ghost, and you won't tell you in advance when you leave Beijing, but you don't treat us as friends and look down on the three of us."

Before he got closer, Huang Liangyi had already pointed at Liu Chuanfang and scolded angrily.

Liu Chuanfang turned his head sideways to look at the angry three, and stretched out a finger to put it in front of his lips.

"Shh

Huang Liangyi didn't know why, but Gao Bin saw Rong Fei, who was pretending to be a master, tugged on Huang Liangyi's sleeve, and signaled with his eyes.

"There it is!"

Rong Fei said aloud suddenly.

"Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight, the north wind blows geese and snow. Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you. ”

Some people died, but not completely......