Wan Qilou looked at He Hong and was silent.

From the bottom of his heart, he also agreed that He Hong continued to hide in the capital was the most useful.

A spy who can give Mobei the most direct information at all times is enough to make all the means of Daqian ineffective.

Again, once this choice is made, it will be burdened with countless days and nights of not daring to sleep.

"Did you really decide? If you still want to leave the capital, just one sentence. I will persuade the Khan to lead his army and arrange for you to leave the capital. ”

Wan Qilou looked at He Hong deeply and kissed him.

He Hong shook his head, his eyes were full of fanaticism: "The minister has made up his mind, and it is the glory of the minister to contribute everything to Mobei!" ”

After that, he Hong saluted Wan Qilou.

"Okay, the day I set foot in the capital of Daqian in Mobei, all the people in Mobei will remember you."

"In my Mobei history books, there will definitely be your name."

Wan Qilou also returned the salute, pressing his hand on his chest in a low voice.

He Hong smiled and watched Wan Qilou go away, and only then did he return to the residence, and no one cared about all this, let alone found out.

This night, a storm was brewing on the border between Daqian and Mobei.

Time passed, and half a decade passed in the blink of an eye.

The capital has long since returned to its former prosperity.

Although outside the suburbs of Beijing, there are hundreds of graves hung with white silk.

But people inevitably have to keep looking forward and move forward in the face of pain.

"Your Majesty, there doesn't seem to be any sign of it these days."

"Come to think of it, those Manichaeans don't dare to show up at random at this critical moment."

Cao Gong reported the recent situation to 1510.

Regarding the appearance of the Manichaean deputy head level that Wu Shi said in his mouth, they did not find anything at all.

It's as if it's a non-existent character at all.

"Don't worry, isn't there still two days left? Just wait. ”

"By the way, how is Ge Hong's preaching in the suburbs of Beijing?"

Xu Jingman said with a casual smile, and asked about Ge Hong at the same time.

"The news of the Guru helping the people in the capital has spread."

"Nowadays, the people in the capital are very interested in the Guru Taiping Sutra, and many people have memorized the Buddhist path and turned to the Taiping Path."

"Today, there are more than 1,000 believers in the vicinity of Gyeonggi."

Cao Gong returned with a smile.

"Very good, so that I only need to give Taiping Dao some more time, and I can take root and sprout in my great work."

"I'm curious, how will Manichaeism and Buddhism react?"

Xu Jing finally heard some good news, nodded with a smile and stood up and walked out.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?"

Cao Gong followed closely behind, looking at Li Heng, who had already changed into an ordinary outfit, and asked curiously.

"Go out for a walk and see how the capital is now."

Xu Jing said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that there are still Manichaeans in this capital now, and I'm afraid that something will be wrong with you appearing so rashly."

Cao Gong's color changed slightly, and he carefully reminded Xu Jing.

"It's okay, isn't it with you and beginningless? With the two of you here, who can hurt anyone in the capital in this palace? ”

Xu Jing smiled and waved his hand, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Gonggong Cao thought about it, it was true, with himself and Wushi's two martial arts masters, it didn't matter even if he faced a higher level of existence.

also obeyed Xu Jing's idea and accompanied Xu Jing to the streets of the capital.

"Sell sugar gourds!"

The New Year has passed, the weather is getting warmer, and there are still hawkers in ragged jackets on the streets.

"Sell sugar gourds! Giggle~"

There are also children holding a gourd with a half-sugar gourd that has bitten half of the sugar and chasing the children who imitate the hawkers' cries.

Xu Jing did not get into the carriage, but walked slowly along the street to experience the life of the people in the capital.

After a short time, Xu Jing walked into the inn not far from the hanging corpse.

"Do you know the real identity of this person?"

At this moment, a storyteller was sitting in the attic on the second floor, making a noise, and asking the visitors.

Xu Jing was silent and sat at the end of the seat, listening quietly.

Gonggong Cao remained silent and followed closely behind Xu Jing.

"No one has ever said his life. I only know that this person is an out-and-out devil! ”

"The tragedy of thirty years ago, the plague that killed and injured millions of people, you must have heard of it? That's from this person's handwriting! ”

"If you want to know about this person's life, please give me a bowl of tea."

The storyteller's words aroused the interest of the audience.

Who is not interested in the life of such a great devil who is extremely evil?

After a while, someone brought a bowl of tea and shouted for Mr. Storyteller to continue.

"Your Majesty, do you want to change places? There are many people here, and the old slave thinks ......"

Gonggong Cao vigilantly observed the surroundings and made sure that this place was not safe, and reminded him carefully.

was interrupted by Xu Jing: "Okay, why worry about you?" ”

Father-in-law Cao was helpless, so he could only look around more and more vigilantly.

"Interesting, what is the realm of Gonggong Cao?"

Xu Jing listened to the story that the storyteller had made up with market rumors and himself.

Not long after, when a woman and an old woman walked by, Xu Jing smiled and looked sideways at Gonggong Cao.

"Liupin, the old woman on the side is only afraid that she is also a martial arts master."

Gonggong Cao's eyes converged, and he said in a low voice.

"Looks like the people we're waiting for have arrived."

Xu Jing restrained his smile and said in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, are you saying that these two are Manichaean vice-sect master-level existences?"

Gonggong Cao looked at Xu Jing in disbelief and asked.

"Nine times out of ten, who ordinary woman has such a background to let a martial arts master be her bodyguard?"

"If this palace is not mistaken, this person's status is not low in Manichaeism."

Xu Jing smiled slightly and said slowly.

"Do you want the old slave to arrange the brocade guard?"

Gonggong Cao lowered his voice and asked Xu Jing.

"No, I'll see what I'm going to do."

Xu Jing waved his hand, signaling that Father-in-law Cao didn't need to make too much noise.

A martial arts master with a sixth-rank martial artist.

This kind of luxury configuration may not be able to be retained even if Jinyiwei tracks down.

In the stunned eyes of Gonggong Cao, Xu Jing poured a large mouthful of wine into his mouth and stumbled towards the room where the two were resting.

"Little Lady~"

Xu Jing kicked the door open and broke into it with a wicked smile.

The young woman's eyes turned to disgust after a brief moment of stunnedness.

"Get out!"

The old woman pointed at Xu Jing and warned in a low voice.

"Little lady, she looks so beautiful. Do you want to have a drink with Ben Gongzi? ”

Xu Jing pretended to be a frivolous prodigal son and staggered towards the woman.

"You don't have to kill anyone, just break it and throw it out."

The young woman's eyes were cold and blurted out that she was going to beat Xu Jing into a cripple, which showed the viciousness of her thoughts.

"Get out!"

The old woman nodded slightly and grabbed Xu Jing.

"My son-in-law, how can you touch it at will? Get out of the way of the old slave! ”

When the old woman was about to succeed, Cao Gong quickly stepped forward and grabbed the old woman's hand and threw it out.