Although Ning Que complained about the cold weather in Chang'an, he didn't mind.

Now that he can see the mysterious cultivation world, and control the qi of heaven and earth through the power of psychics, he can turn the silver ball in his hand at will and lift a few pieces of paper off the table at will. Although the paper flew around messily, and the ball moved slower than Chen Pipi, because his mental strength was weak and could be forced out of his body, and his ability to control the qi of heaven and earth was poor, he didn't mind at all.

The north wind outside the window blew swiftly, and the silent night passed. When I woke up the next day, the streets were covered with a layer of fresh snow. Trees decorated with silver waving to passers-by. Ning Que put on a robe and stood outside the old brush shop with Sang Sang. The two looked at the beautiful scenery in front of them and thought about the eventful time they had had. The snow they were tired of seeing in Wei City had a completely different meaning.

"We had such a good day," he sighed with satisfaction.

Sangsang smiled and nodded.

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They live a quiet and happy life. There is no bloodshed of revenge, and there is no boredom bordering on bitterness. The two eventually grew up in the days of the academy and the old brush shop. They end up being forgotten by those around them and willingly disappear into peaceful days.

She does needlework and washes dishes. He read books and series copied from old libraries. In the days of repetition, time finally lets people know that it exists. As time passed, the hustle and bustle of the New Year slipped away. The mutton hot pot, hot tea, and ink faded in the silence, and the spring of the fourteenth year of Tianqi descended on the two of them.

It's spring again. Willow trees fluttered in the air, and the women of Chang'an were overwhelmed by the heavy winter robes. Ning Que closed the curtains on the way to the academy, thanking the women who were still trembling slightly in the cold wind, but insisted on revealing their milky white chests.

He nodded to Situ Yilan, who was sitting in the front row, and then walked to the desk in the back row. No one else will recognize him. He was used to cold shoulder treatment and didn't care. He sat down, took notes from his etiquette class, and began to review.

They have etiquette classes in the morning. The instructor in Room 3 is Cao Zhifeng, assistant professor of etiquette. He is also the spiritual master of the perspective country of Yan Kingdom, and he beat Chu Zhongtian, the grandson of the general, on the first day of school. No one dared to offend this man of such fame.

The class bell rang, and Cao Zhifeng walked into the classroom. The students in Room 3 find it strange that their teacher doesn't seem as cold and stern as he used to be. In its place was a hint of irrepressible joy.

After that, the unexpected followed.

Cao Zhifeng looked at the students and thought for a while. Just as the students thought he would put down the heavy books in his hands and start lecturing, he coughed lightly, stuck his fingers in the air, and played a silent tune with them. He said seriously: "The qi of heaven and earth has changed. We don't have classes today. Classes are over.

With that, he turned and walked out of the classroom, leaving a classroom full of shock, and a lot of discussion broke out.

"What is this? Professor... What happened to him?

"Is he sick?"

"If he gets sick, he can call in sick. Why did he do it? What does it mean that the qi of heaven and earth has changed? It's changing all the time. Today is not a sudden change.

"Poof, that's good. Does this mean that we can use this excuse if we don't want to come to class in the future?

Chu Youxian bumped his shoulders with Ning Que and asked in disbelief, "Why did Lao Cao go crazy today?"

"How do I know?" Ning Que couldn't understand this. But not having classes was good news for him. He will have more time in the old library. He looked at the papers on the table and wondered why he had spent so much energy preparing for class last night. He shook his head, packed his books, and prepared to leave.

At this time, someone in front of me said, "Has anyone noticed the joy on Professor Cao's face?" An important person visited Chang'an today. The professor wanted to welcome him. That's why he gave such a lame excuse.

"Who can get such excitement from Lao Cao? Last winter, the Minister of Etiquette came to distribute the consolation money. Three hundred taels of silver! Minister of Rites! However, Lao Cao looked as if the emperor of the Yan Kingdom was dead.

"You're so mean. Those who came from a defeated country could not help but feel this way. The student in front replied with a smile: "As for who the big guy is today, why Lao Cao is so excited, it is because he has something to do with him." Although he was an experienced instructor at the academy, he was first and foremost from the Yan Kingdom.

"Why do you say that?"

"The person who is visiting today is Prince Longqing of Yan Kingdom. How could Professor Cao not be excited?

"Who would believe it? If he misses his country and is excited because he can see royalty from his country, people will understand. But the crown prince of Yan has been living in Chang'an. I didn't see Lao Cao Tian worship the prince.

"You ignorant creature."

Chu Youxian listened to the quarrel and muttered sarcastically to Ning Que: "Prince Yan is just a hostage. How could they compare him to Prince Longqing? For the Yan clan, who had been beaten by the Tang for hundreds of years, Prince Longqing was Yan's last hope. How could Lao Cao not be excited about his arrival?

"Prince Longqing?" Ning Que asked curiously, "Prince Yan's younger brother?"

"His brother."

Ning Que frowned and said, "Why would the Yan people pin their hopes for the revitalization of the kingdom on Prince Longqing? Even if Emperor Yan dies, the next person to inherit the throne should be the crown prince.

"That's the problem. As far as I know, many people in Yan's internal politics do not approve of the crown prince succeeding to the throne...... Many people consider Prince Longqing to be a rare genius.

Hearing the words "rare genius", Ning Que's tight brows relaxed. He put away the book, smiled and said, "This one is a genius, and so is that." I've only been in Chang'an for a year, and I'm tired of hearing the word genius. If there were so many geniuses this year, this kind of genius Moose would not be so rare.

"Wow..."Chu Youxian replied jokingly, "You usually seem to be quiet, I thought you didn't mind the incident back then, and I didn't care about your attitude." I never thought you'd remember this. You don't seem to care about focusing on geniuses like Xie Chengyun at all. But please note that Prince Longqing is not Xie Chengyun.

Ning Que stopped what he was doing and looked at him, waiting to hear what he had to say.

"Prince Long Qing is a true genius." Chu Youxian said seriously.

"You're talking nonsense." Ning Que replied, and then he was shocked by the debate that floated towards them.

The name Prince Longqing caused several startled and startled cries in the study. Another round of debate took place. People like Ning Que who live in the frontier have never heard of this name, but they are in the minority. Some have asked similar questions to him. What kind of person is this Prince Longqing, who the people of Yan Kingdom are pinning their hopes on revival? Who is this person who can make Professor Cao as excited as he was just now?

"He may be the crown prince of the Yan Kingdom, but since his brother was sent to Chang'an as a hostage, the royal family of the Yan Kingdom has sent him to study in several countries. He stayed for several months in the Yuelun Kingdom, the Great River Kingdom, and the Southern Jin Dynasty. He even entered the Apocalypse Academy of the Xishan Divine Kingdom, where he won the first place after working in the academy for a year.

South Chang'an College is the oldest, most famous, and most respected college. However, there are other prestigious colleges in other countries as well. The Revelation Academy of the Western Mountain Divine Kingdom has a mentor from the temple, and it is one of the best in the temple. It's not easy to get first place in a place like this. However, while this doesn't answer any questions, it does mean something for the proud students of the college.

In the third year of the Apocalypse Academy, Prince Long Qing followed his teacher to different places to do missionary work. In the autumn of that year, at the Ranke Monastery in Wa Mountain, his teacher had an unsolvable debate with a Buddhist monk. Prince Long Qing smiled and stepped forward to debate with the seven disciples for three days and three nights, winning seven rounds of debate. The first disciple even vomited blood. He just smiled and shut up, and the elders of the Lanke Temple came out of their seclusion to speak. Elders praised him for his knowledge and debating skills that were second to none. He said that if the prince can enter Buddhism, after ten years of cultivation, he can enter the holy land.

"How could the Xishan Divine Palace bear to steal their precious disciples? When Prince Long Qing entered the fourth year of the Revelation Academy, the head teacher accepted him as a core disciple, and even let him start learning how to deal with the affairs of the judicial department in the temple...... I heard that Prince Longqing is only one step away from the Heavenly Mandate Realm. He was favored by Haotian Taoism and was the second most important figure in the judicial department. He is good at guarding against the devil and has an important place in this regard.