After a brief packing, I left my beloved valley and set out on the road to Beijing. There, I want to find an old friend I haven't seen for a long time, and do my best to resolve a misunderstanding to save the world.

The weight of responsibility, the aimlessness of the action, the haze that Dorgon had left in my heart and the absence of might made me uneasy along the way.

On the 10th day, I hurried out of Beijing. In the past few days, in accordance with Wei Wu's requirements, I kept in touch with him at all times, so as to calm his heart so that he could send Xuemei back to Wu Sangui's station in Kunming with confidence. At this moment, Weiwu is thousands of miles away from me, and even if he finds out that something is wrong, it will be too late.

I took a deep breath, resolutely cut off the connection with the mighty mind, and calmly walked into the Yongding Gate. I am not afraid of being chased by force, there are many people in the city of Beijing, and it is as difficult for him to find me here as if he were looking for a needle in a haystack. Or maybe he won't come back at all. Let's forget each other and start a new life.

I settled down in an inn and waited for the night to fall. It is as difficult for me to find Huo'er here as it is for Wei Wu to find me, and I can only use Wuwei and his incomparably powerful spiritual power to survey Huo'er's fox demon aura. But for several days, we found nothing. The cost of doing nothing is extremely huge, and the matter of searching for Huo'er with mental power can only come to an end temporarily, and in the following days, I can only rely on myself to find her.

I was very lonely walking on Qianmen Tianjie in Beijing. Although Beijing has entered summer in June, there is a slight cool breeze blowing from time to time, and it is not very hot. The streets are noisy and full of hawkers, showing the prosperity of the capital of the Qing Dynasty.

From time to time, I dodged from pedestrians and unconsciously walked to the overpass. It's more lively than Qianmen Paradise Street, where many jugglers set up stalls and perform all kinds of tricks for everyone. I couldn't help but be curious, and I watched it with relish in front of a stall that shook empty bamboos.

I don't know how long later, as if I heard someone shouting the name of "Jingjing", I had a hallucination, thinking that it was Weiwu calling me. No, it can't be, the mighty is now thousands of miles away from me! But the ears did ring over and over again, "Jingjing, Jingjing!" The call of the people. I listened intently at once, and realized that the voice was indeed not mighty. I followed the trail, only to find a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old, whom I had never met, running and shouting, as if he was looking for someone.

I'm sure I don't know this boy, and he's not coming for me. Could it be that there is someone in this world who has the same name as me? With great curiosity, I followed the boy through the sea of people.

In front of a storytelling stall, the boy finally found the man he was looking for. It was a girl of about fourteen years old, not very beautiful but very delicate, with big eyes and pitiful eyes. She was dressed in a half-worn flag uniform, and it was clear that her family did not have a very high status in the Eight Banners.

"Nalan Jingjing, you are not familiar with the life in this Beijing city, didn't Ama tell you not to run around? If you are like this, you will have to be scolded by Amma again! The boy unceremoniously counted the girls down.

It turns out that this girl really has the same name as me. Nalan Jingjing, a very good name! I suddenly became interested in this girl.

Nalan Jingjing seemed to have a good temper, and said to the boy obediently: "Got it, brother, let's go back!" ”

The two walked forward side by side, and the boy kept urging as they went: "Hurry up, E-niang will make new clothes for you in the draft, waiting for you to go back and try on!" I want to see you in the afternoon. ”

Draft? Only then did I react, it turned out that the royal family was going to enrich the harem with women in the private sector again. There are strict rules in the draft of the Qing Dynasty, and the women who enter the palace must be selected from the Eight Banners, so the women of the appropriate age in the Eight Banners are not allowed to marry independently, and they must wait for the draft to be registered before they can talk about marriage. It's just that people will be vying to discuss such a big event in the streets and alleys, why haven't I heard of it these days?

I decided to keep following the siblings, because in my mind, a hazy plan had been formed, and I had a vague feeling that it was feasible. Guanmeng (.COM), the fastest update of the latest chapter of this book, refreshing, I hope you can like it.

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