Although the young man who walked down the Yurong Road was wearing a Taoist crown, he had a heroic aura that only Confucianism could have. Tiger step dragon shape, quite a high prestige.

Meng Juntong had imagined the image of this Longchuan national teacher many times in his heart, but no matter which one it was, it was far from the man in front of him.

This man's age looks about the same as her father Meng Huaijin, but the depth in his eyebrows and eyes always makes people have an unreal feeling of looking at flowers in the fog and looking at the moon in the water.

In Longchuan City, the spells are forbidden, and the dream power and Dao methods cannot be used, but Meng Juntong has noticed an extraordinary aura in this man, which seems to be a mysterious rhythm, his spit and acceptance, exhalation and inhalation, all seem to be in line with some kind of rules of this world, in this cage, he looks so comfortable and relaxed.

Luo Wushuang was also looking at Meng Juntong, with a smile on his face, and seemed to be very satisfied with the girl in front of him: "It's been hard work all the way." ”

Meng Juntong opened her mouth, before seeing this man, she had a stomach full of questions that she wanted to ask him clearly, but now, this man was obviously standing in front of her, but she suddenly didn't know where to start.

Luo Wushuang was not in a hurry, and smiled at her: "We have a lot of time, let's go to my house and talk." ”

"I said, Lao Luo, you are a great teacher, in the capital of the imperial capital, don't you even have a chariot? Ah Wen looked around, it was the first time he had come to Longchuan City, and he seemed to be curious about everything around him.

Luo Wushuang was unimpressed by Ah Wen's sarcasm: "Knowing that you are coming, all the drivers have been sent out to fetch you wine, and even I can only come to pick you up on foot." ”

Hearing that there was wine, Ah Wen immediately smiled and squinted, leaned to Luo Wushuang's side, and put one arm on his shoulder: "I'll just say that your old Luo is the most righteous, knowing that Ben Wen is in the city, how can he not be treated badly, right, then what are you waiting for, let's go to the house first." ”

"Why didn't Xiang Ming come?" Meng Juntong finally asked the first question, Xiang Ming was in Longchuan to ask for help for himself, more than a month has passed so far, he said that this trip will come and go at most more than ten days to come back, but there is no news until now, Meng Juntong needs to know his safety, and the Qingfeng Sword is still with Xiang Ming, this sword is very important to Meng Juntong, she still wants to get it back.

Bai Yu on the side was very concerned about this issue, she was looking for Xiang Ming's figure at the beginning, she felt that after entering Longchuan City, it should be Xiang Ming who came to pick them up, there was no news of Xiang Ming during this time, although Bai Yu didn't say it, but she was very worried in her heart.

Luo Wushuang smiled and took out something from his sleeve, and Meng Juntong looked at it fixedly, it was his Qingfeng Sword.

Luo Wushuang handed the sword to Meng Juntong: "Before Xiang Ming leaves, let me return the Qingfeng Sword to you." ”

"Before leaving, where did he go?" Meng Juntong asked, he knew that his group was going to enter Longchuan, so he left without saying hello, which seemed to be different from Xiang Ming in Meng Juntong's impression.

Luo Wushuang said disappreciatively: "Xiang Ming is a member of the Xiang family, so he naturally has his own responsibilities, by the way, I forgot to tell you, this time Xiang Ming returned to Longchuan and was already one of the successors of the Xiang family, so the responsibility on his shoulders was heavier." ”

This sounds like good news, Meng Juntong knows that Xiang Ming has a strong thirst for power, which Meng Juntong has already discovered when he first met him in Yangguan City.

"Alright, let's go to my house first. If there's anything, let's sit down and talk slowly. ”

Under the guidance of Luo Wushuang, several people walked on the Yurong Road in Longchuan City. This road is in Longchuan City, but not everyone can walk, if it is not for the king's gift, private Yurong Road, it will be punished by death. Then there is the flying dragon messenger of Wangcheng, and there is an emergency military situation from the border pass to Longchuan City, and you can go to the Yurong Road, which is a special right given by the emperor of Chu.

The National Teacher's Mansion is not far from the end of Yurong Road, which is really adjacent to the imperial city, and the emperor is a neighbor, which is the residence of a high-ranking prime minister, and there is no one so close to the imperial city.

Looking at the rustic-looking National Teacher's Mansion, Ah Wen pouted again: "I thought it was so splendid, but I didn't expect it to be so ordinary." ”

Master Zhuang, who had been waiting outside the mansion early in the morning, greeted him, and just heard Ah Wen's taunt, and couldn't help frowning, but these were all distinguished guests of the national teacher, so he naturally didn't dare to contradict them.

"This is Master Zhuang, the first teacher of my country's teacher's house, and he is the orthodox master of Confucianism. Luo Wushuang introduced to everyone.

Master Zhuang bowed respectfully at everyone: "Welcome to Longchuan City, if you need to take care of any affairs in the city from now on, you can come directly to me." ”

Meng Juntong, Bai Yu and Ainis naturally followed the old master's appearance, and replied: "The old gentleman is polite, my name is Meng Juntong, this is my apprentice, Bai Yu, and Anice, I will trouble the old gentleman in the future." ”

Seeing the knowledge and courtesy of the three beautiful girls, the old master was very satisfied, and there was a little smile on his old-fashioned and cold face.

Looking at Na Awen again, his face was not stingy, not at all like a person who was taught by the covenant, Master Zhuang glared at him, and he didn't bother to pay attention to this person.

"Sir, the banquet has been prepared, and the guests can be invited," it is lunch at this moment, Confucianism has always paid attention to a food time, Master Zhuang reminded,

Luo Wushuang turned his head and glanced at everyone: "You should be hungry all the way, let's eat first, and talk while eating." ”

"Just waiting for your words, I want to see how much wine you have back from your chariot and horse, let's go and eat," Ah Wen took Luo Wushuang's shoulder and went to the National Teacher's Mansion.

This rude behavior made Luo Fuzi roll his eyes for a while, how many people in the entire Longchuan City would dare to hook up with the national teacher like this.

After entering the National Teacher's Mansion, Meng Juntong noticed that the layout of this mansion was far from being as mediocre and ordinary as Ah Wen said. Although it is not as brilliant as the palace, it has a unique flavor, and I don't know if Ah Wen deliberately pretended not to see, or if he sealed his perception together with the spell.

Not to mention anything else, the seven or eight spiritual plants planted before entering the mansion are all rare and exotic species, which outsiders may not know, but Meng Juntong can see at a glance that this is not something that can be planted in the world at all. At the moment, I have more curiosity about this peerless national teacher.