"Young people should not be so hot-tempered, and mind cultivation is also an extremely important part of spiritual practice. ”

The person who spoke was not someone else, it was Li Chunhao, the Tang Ming Emperor who was waiting for Zhou Ping outside the door, obviously he heard Zhou Ping's previous angry scolding, and his vigilance against this young man was weakened again.

"Your Majesty forgives your sins. Zhou Ping hurriedly saluted, "It's the student who is too emotional......"

Li Chunhao smiled, reached out and pinched Zhou Ping's shoulder, and said softly, "Sometimes it's not necessarily a bad thing for young people to be angry, if the young generation of students in Chang'an City are lifeless, then it's boring......"

Zhou Ping on the side laughed dryly with him, and his heart was constantly speculating about the emperor's thoughts.

Sure enough, after praising Zhou Ping, Li Chunhao smiled and sighed, "You have such a talent, if you can enter the court as an official to assist me, it will be a blessing for the Tang Dynasty!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ping lowered his head deeply and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty thinks too highly of the students, the students are not even busy with the schoolwork of the Chang'an Immortal Academy, if they really enter the court as an official, I am afraid that they will only mislead the country and the people......"

"You don't have to be nervous. Li Chunhao chuckled and said, "You're right, the most important thing is to complete the schoolwork of the Immortal Academy first, it's indeed too far away to talk to you about the future now, young people should still have a young life, thinking too much, it's not a good thing to put too much burden on yourself......"

If it weren't for Zhou Ping's wariness in his heart, I'm afraid he would really have a good impression of the kind elder in front of him, worthy of being the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, his words and deeds, anger and smile have his own calculations, which makes Zhou Ping shudder.

Fortunately, Li Chunyu suddenly appeared here at this time, and Zhou Ping was able to break the siege and leave.

Li Chunhao's deep gaze stayed on Zhou Ping's fading back for a long time, and sighed slightly.

"Fortunately, this Zhou Ping is not the other Zhou Ping, otherwise with this kid's talent, I'm afraid things will become even more tricky than twenty years ago!"

Under the influence of Zhou Ping's several times of lowering intelligence, Tang Ming Emperor Li Chunhao's vigilance against Zhou Ping finally relaxed.

It's just that this emperor doesn't know that in the future, he will regret his decision to let Zhou Ping go today!

Out of the prison gate, Li Chunyu left and returned to the Dust Phoenix Palace, although Zhou Ping wanted to comfort and comfort her, but he still didn't follow after all.

This woman seems to be strong, but in fact, all her heart was dissipated when Emperor Tang Ming announced Yuan Tiangang's death, no matter how much she showed her unique talent in the past, she is just a woman today.

A woman who needs to find a place to cry alone......

Although Yuan Tiangang is not the real mastermind behind the scenes in Zhou Ping's opinion, he is the executor of all this after all.

The repetitive gesture he gave to Yuan Tiangang at the end was on the one hand to give the dying man a thought, and on the other hand, he also wanted to confirm his judgment from his reaction to the gesture.

It turns out that Zhou Ping was right, Yuan Tiangang's emotions fluctuated greatly when he saw Zhou Ping's gestures, and these gestures must have extremely important meanings!

Yuan Tiangang couldn't tell the truth in public because he cared about the lives of his two sons, so he could only pass the information to Zhou Ping in this secret way, and this became Zhou Ping's only clue to explore the truth!

Slowly raising his head, the afterglow of the noon sun fell on the streets of Chang'an City.

Zhou Ping didn't know what the truth was, and he didn't know when the bones buried in the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest would usher in the true light of justice, but he always firmly believed in one thing:

The world is righteous and upright, and justice is at ease in the hearts of the people!

Just as Zhou Ping was walking down the street and recalling everything that happened in the interrogation room today, his ass was kicked inexplicably.

"Are you Chang'an Immortal Academy students so idle?" A familiar voice came from behind Zhou Ping, and Zhou Ping, who was originally nervous, couldn't help but relax when he heard this voice.

"Aren't your Chang'an City guards also idle?" Zhou Ping quipped, "Wandering around every day, your master doesn't care about you?"

Cheng Ying pouted and rolled her eyes, "The person who can manage you Cheng Ye in this world has not been born yet! I don't care about my old man, it's good for him, how dare he care about me!"

"Besides, Ye is not loitering, Ye is patrolling the streets, do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhou Ping patted Cheng Ying's head with a smile, "How can the dignified Governor of Beicheng compare with us little people, you can be busy!"

To Zhou Ping's surprise, in the face of such a provocative move, Cheng Ying did not blow up her hair, but was surprisingly quiet.

"You want to go back to the Immortal Courtyard?" Cheng Ying raised her head and asked softly.

"Go back to the fairy temple first, and then go up to Qingliang Mountain to prepare for retreat. Zhou Ping shrugged his shoulders and replied.

Cheng Ying scratched her nose, swallowed her saliva, and said softly, "It just so happens that Master is also going to patrol the streets over there, so I'll give you a section!"

If it were to be replaced by another woman, Zhou Ping would definitely consciously keep his distance from her, but the problem is that Zhou Ping has never regarded Cheng Ying as a woman! In Zhou Ping's opinion, this girl is no different from Zhang Xiaoyue, they are all his good brothers, and he has not thought about the relationship between men and women at all.

In fact, this is not to blame Zhou Ping, after all, Cheng Ying's image in his heart is too profound, and it is really difficult for Zhou Ping to treat her as a normal woman for a while......

The two walked wordlessly on the streets of Chang'an, and the atmosphere gradually became strange in the silence of the two.

Cheng Ying, who has always considered herself fearless, is also dumbfounded at this time, although she is also a group of big men who are on duty with her on weekdays, but the man next to her at this time is different from them.

Although his eyebrows are not thick, his eyes are always clear, with broad shoulders, a resolute face, and a smile that always hangs on his face......

Cheng Ying couldn't help but be a little stupid, she used to appreciate Zhou Ping's strength and character, but now she admits that she is greedy for him!

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Ping tilted his head and glanced at Cheng Ying, "I didn't bring any money today, only I rubbed your share of your meal today, not your share of my food, understand?"

Yes, the perfect image that Zhou Ping had just established in Cheng Ying's heart collapsed like this, but it's no wonder that Zhou Ping, people have always talked to their brothers like this, and he is telling the truth, he does not have a copper plate on him.

"Cheng!" Cheng Ying put her arm on Zhou Ping's shoulder, pointed to the street corner not far away and said, "Then today, I will take you to eat something good, so that you, a hillbilly, know what the real Chang'an food is!"

A bowl of haggis soup, two cloves of garlic, and a plate of hot meatloaf, Cheng Ying brought a small wooden stool to Zhou Ping from the side of the stall, and said with a smile, "This is the best haggis soup in the entire Chang'an City, and I don't bring him to ordinary people!"

Zhou Ping is not a particular person, he rolled up his sleeves and started to make, a bowl of haggis soup went down, Zhou Ping was warm all over, rolled up a big meatloaf and bit it hard, the piece was big and meaty, and the mouth was full of fragrance......

If you bite a clove of garlic at this time, even if the gods come, they will flow all over the ground.

The stall owner added soup to Zhou Ping again, turned around and started to get busy again. This roadside stall is not like a big inn like Chang'an Inn, from the selection of ingredients to the boiling of the pot, all the master is busy alone, but this does not mean that the food he makes is inferior to others.

Fine food has a fine way to eat, but this broth with meatloaf also has its own way of eating, which also corresponds to the world's various situations, dignitaries and dignitaries have a way of living, and the people in the market also have the life of the people in the market.

The princes of the Son of Heaven, the merchants, the pawn farmers, the food they eat is born from the soil, and the blue sky above their heads is as blue, but the way of living is different.

Zhou Ping, who was gobbling up, didn't have any of the shelf of everyone's children, Cheng Ying lowered her head and smiled slightly, smiling all over the country......