Sooner or later, Zhou Heng will have to go back to Kyoto to get back what belongs to him, this is his fate. However, now he can't wait, Zhou Heng must speed up his pace and return to Kyoto, which is already in chaos according to Gong Cui.

What the people of Dongchang want is stability, and they were previously favored by Emperor Yongle and can get a lot of benefits from it.

But now the pattern has changed, and the people of Dongchang do not hesitate to help Zhou Heng to fight against the rising forces in Kyoto. Zhou Heng thought to himself, he had to set off within three days, and if Fucheng didn't come back, he could only go first.

Second, Fucheng hasn't come back yet, even Jin Ling is sure that Fucheng won't come back, she and Fucheng met in the rivers and lakes, Fucheng feels responsible for Jin Ling, but Jin Ling feels that if leaving is Fucheng's choice, then she will have no objection.

"If Fucheng doesn't come, will you still take me away?" asked Jin Ling. Zhou Heng smiled: "I'm going to tie you over." He was sure that Fu Cheng would definitely go to her.

Jin Ling cut off, but Grandpa Cui interjected: "How good Kyoto is, the delicious and fun ones are many times better than this Bailu City." Father-in-law Cui glanced at Zhou Heng and said, "You are in the Prince's Mansion, what good things are there?" Father-in-law Cui became more and more energetic, and said: "You can come to our Dongchang to play, I will follow you, I can teach you kung fu." Jin Ling selectively ignored Grandpa Cui's last sentence, felt that the eunuch was annoying, and said to Zhou Heng: "Then do I still go to school?" Zhou Heng knew that she didn't want to go to school, but Fu Cheng wanted her to study, so he said: "When the time comes, please ask a gentleman to teach you personally." Jin Ling felt that her scalp was numb, and she could still go to school on a business trip, so please ask a gentleman and she can't beat him down?

Jin Ling said: "That's not necessary. ”

"Yes, what kind of school do you go to?" Cui Gonggong saw the sycophants and said,

"Do you want to come and learn the Soul Claw?" Cui Gonggong didn't know why he particularly liked to tease Jin Ling, Cui Gonggong had seen the well-informed official sister, the unreasonable county lord, and the majestic housewife, but he thought this girl was too interesting.

In his opinion, Jin Ling's feeling is very good, both cold and naughty, he asked several times, Jin Ling wants to practice martial arts with him, the soul breaking claw is a feminine kung fu, the most suitable for girls to learn, Cui Gonggong has practiced all his life and has not found a suitable apprentice.

And Jin Ling always said coldly,

"Get out of the way. Jin Ling didn't like Grandpa Cui very much, but he liked the eunuch's owl, so he stretched out his hand and touched it, and found that this owl did not hide from people, but rubbed it in Jin Ling's palm very affectionately, which made Jin Ling think of his black cat.

"What's his name?" asked Jin Ling.

"Call the cat. "Father-in-law Cui saw that his owl was not hiding, and he was overjoyed, his owl recognized people, and others did not touch it, but now he let Jin Ling touch it.

Cui Gonggong thought to himself, Jin Ling is simply his destined apprentice!

"It's ugly. Jin Ling said coldly. Father-in-law Cui felt a blow in his heart, but he always thought that he couldn't be in a hurry about accepting apprentices.

Zhou Heng listened to their small talk, looking forward to it and being lonely, he didn't go to Fucheng, if Fucheng couldn't come to him by himself, then Zhou Heng didn't have the slightest point in finding him.

He was ready to leave, but Fu Cheng was about to disappear. There is a building in the East Gate Theater, which is used to put old clothes that are not used on weekdays, and it is full of flowers and greenery as far as the eye can see.

But the door of this building has been locked recently, and the sun is not visible inside. Bian Qinghe held food and a jar of wine in his hand, kicked the door open, and said, "Eat." Fu Cheng cowered in the shadows, without words.

Bian Qinghe was a little disgusted with this broken place, he found a chair, dusted off the dust with his hands, and sat down generously.

Bian Qinghe has no less temperament even if he has a broken hand, wearing a cyan robe, a piece of jade hanging around his neck, and a purse jade pendant around his waist.

Bian Qinghe: "When are you going to hide?" Bian Qinghe's tone was a little dissatisfied, and said: "I don't know, I still think I'm stealing." "It just finished raining, and it was a little cold at night, Bian Qinghe secretly sang in the theater in the middle of the night, he couldn't go on stage, but he couldn't help but always sing two sentences secretly, and he was just about to close the door when he met Fu Cheng, he was covered in blood, with fifteen big wounds on his body, his whole body was soaked, and his face was still with strange blood scabs, as if he had just experienced a vicious battle.

Fu Cheng only: "Is there anything I want to help find you, is it true?" Bian Qinghe snorted, and he had to admit what he said, so he could only take Fu Cheng in.

The main reason is that the money for the redecoration of this theater is from Fucheng, and he is not embarrassed to refuse. Fu Cheng didn't let others know that he was here, so Bian Qinghe could only hide him here quietly.

Zhao He's wooden head couldn't think clearly, but Zhao Hu suspected him several times and asked him if you were stealing people outside?

Zhao Hu was kicked by Bian Qinghe and told him to get out. Bian Qinghe is a little weak-hearted, every time he comes to deliver food, he always feels that he is being a thief.

Bian Qinghe prepared clean clothes and gold sore medicine for Fu Cheng, Fu Cheng had many wounds on his body, but he was just shallow and bandaged.

didn't take care of the wound very carefully, it is estimated that he still has a little fever, Bian Qinghe looked a little unhappy, but after thinking about it, it was not his wife, he was worried about a fart.

Fu Cheng didn't eat much, only drank, and thought about things with his head down, Bian Qinghe couldn't understand what he had to think about, and said, "You were kicked out of the door by your daughter-in-law?" Of course Bian Qinghe knew that this was not the case, he just wanted to make a joke to relieve his boredom, and it was uncomfortable to sit lifeless in the house.

Fu Cheng didn't speak, Bian Qinghe could only take care of himself, he was made by Fu Cheng and had no drama to sing, but he talked a lot, and he wanted to nag when he pulled Fu Cheng, and said: "When I met you and Zhao He, I lied to him for two years. As soon as Bian Qinghe's words fell, Fu Cheng blinked, Bian Qinghe knew that he was interested, and he continued: "He thought I was a woman at that time. Bian Qinghe smiled proudly, and seemed to laugh at Zhao He's stupidity.

"At that time, Zhao He just wanted to marry his daughter-in-law, so I happily married him, and he knew that I was a man when I had the same room. Bian Qinghe paused, satisfying Fucheng's appetite.

Bian Qinghe walked over, took the opportunity to open the lunch box, stuffed a steamed bun in Fu Cheng's hand, and said, "I'll finish eating." Fu Cheng stared at the steamed bun in his hand, took a bite obediently, and listened to Bian Qinghe's chatter while gnawing, and said: "He ran away that night, I was very uncomfortable at that time, but the third he ran back, he just likes me, and he will be responsible for me if he marries me." At that time, I only knew what he was doing three times, he went to Baihua Street to visit the kiln, he saw the man and felt uninterested, and the woman felt uninterested, and then I realized that he was interested in me. Bian Qinghe was a little funny here, and said: "He is an elm head, and he can think about it for so long." "These things Bian Qinghe doesn't talk to others, he just talks to Fucheng, it's not a secret, that's it, you have to find someone who understands.

Sure enough, Fu Cheng smiled when he heard this, thinking that Zhao He was quite similar to his temper. Bian Qinghe supervised Fucheng to eat a steamed bun, and determined that Fucheng would not starve to death in his own home, he couldn't afford to provoke that prince, he was missing an arm last time he moved Fucheng, if something happened to Fucheng this time, then Zhou Heng couldn't carry a knife and cut his other arm?

Bian Qinghe poured a glass of wine for Fu Cheng, poured himself another glass, and said, "He's leaving." Fu Cheng raised his head and said to Bian Qinghe: "Tiger's, Jin Ling is ready to go with him, the tiger is sad, it's like losing his soul." "Bian Qinghe is angry, even if he loses his soul, he can find that his steamed buns are missing, last night's dishes are gone, and the wine at home is gone, thinking that Bian Qinghe is looking for love outside.

Fu Cheng blinked, as if he finally understood what Bian Qinghe was, and his heart hurt a little, as if something was pulling inside.

He thought that he would wait for Zhou Heng to leave very indifferently, but he felt uncomfortable at the thought of not seeing him in the future.

He spilled the wine as he stood up. Bian Qinghe should have wished that Fucheng would leave, but when Fucheng really wanted to leave, he said, "What do you want to do? Fu Cheng could only sit down again, then held a wine glass, listened to Bian Qinghe's chatter, and said, "What do you want to do with me and you go to Kyoto with him? Be a prince in the prince's mansion? "Bian Qinghe has been to Kyoto for a year, Fucheng is not suitable for Kyoto, he is incompatible with that place, and Bian Qinghe, as his friend, does not want to see him obsessed.

Fu Cheng paused, and said for the first time: "I know." "But where is it for him? There is no place for the city to stay.

Fu Cheng thought about it a few times, he didn't have a choice in his past life, so is there a choice for the road in the future? Bian Qinghe was used to seeing the wind and waves, and said with a wine glass: "You guys have seen too many things on the stage, crazy men and women, rich sisters and down-and-out scholars. You are also the same thing, the high-ranking prince and the down-and-out swordsman. Bian Qinghe snorted and said: "For the sake of a love word, I can't do this, I have sung all my life, how can I live and live, and in the end, it is better to die or live than to die?"

Fu Cheng said: "I know. This time it was Bian Qinghe's turn to be stunned, Fu Cheng already knew all this, he could see their limited future, he knew that his entry into Kyoto was like a tiger being put on a neck ring, but he still wanted to find him and put the key in Zhou Heng's hand.

Bian Qinghe said firmly: "You didn't want to live with him. Fucheng smiled bitterly, as if he was laughing at himself, and said: "No Sakura" Fucheng is Fucheng, but Zhou Heng is no longer Zhou Zhou, he is now Zhou Heng, is the prince, then follow the path of the prince, Fucheng watched him ascend the throne, watched him marry a wife and have children, and watched his children and grandchildren around his knees.

Fu Cheng has never had the luxury of expecting a lifetime and a couple, he is too far from happiness, he didn't have it before, and it is nothing after that.

Fu Cheng is destined to be a lonely man in this life, but he wants to see Zhou Heng happy. Bian Qinghe felt that Fu Cheng was probably crazy, he saw the martial arts on Fu Cheng, if Fu Cheng returned to Zhengxuan Mountain to continue to seek the Tao, there would be nothing to happen to Xu Yunqi after ten years.

Bian Qinghedao: "Does he know?" Fu Cheng didn't answer this question, but said softly: "I'm leaving." Bian Qinghe seemed to know the fate of Fucheng, and he reminded his friend, "He won't let go easily." "Bian Qinghe can look at people, he can see the paranoia in Zhou Heng, such a person will not allow Fucheng to disappear again.

Fu Cheng said: "I know. Once Fu Cheng goes back, Zhou Heng will not let him go even if he cuts off Fu Cheng's hands and feet.

"Hiss-" Bian Qinghe suddenly realized that Fu Cheng knew everything he should know, so what did he have to stop, and said, "Are you only going to say this? Fu Cheng didn't leave immediately, he thought about it for a while, and suddenly said, "How is your cloud exploration hand?" Fu Cheng is here, and when he has nothing to do, he will feed Bian Qinghe, Bian Qinghe is a right-handed hand, and his right hand is broken, and his cloud exploration hand is wasted.

So I started practicing from scratch, and it happened that Fu Cheng had learned Ruyi Palm in Zhengxuan Mountain, and he benefited a lot from it.

Bian Qinghe used one hand, Fucheng also used one hand, Bian Qinghe's left hand was not very sharp, and it was broken within three moves, Bian Qinghe smiled bitterly, and the cloud exploration hand that no one dodged within one step of the cross was afraid that it would be scrapped.

Bian Qinghe didn't have any pursuit of martial arts, but he just thought that if something happened in the future, he would have the ability to protect Zhao He and Zhao Hu, Bian Qinghe waved his hand and said: "You shouldn't worry about it." Fu Cheng took this matter to heart, if he had time, he could slowly accompany Bian Qinghe to practice martial arts, but he didn't have time, so he said: "Do you have a pen and paper?" Bian Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and said, "What are you going to do?" Fu Cheng said: "I will teach you Ruyi." Bian Qinghe picked up a big bargain, but said: "Zhengxuanshan's kung fu is not passed on to outsiders, aren't you afraid that Xu Yun will come and chase me?" Fu Cheng smiled and said: "You also have to have that ability to practice and become a talent school" Bian Qinghedao: "You really look at me." "Ruyi palm and cloud exploration hand are both soft and rigid skills, and they are also a little familiar with each other, plus these two he and Fu Cheng have also learned a trick and a half.

But waited until Bian Qinghe received Fucheng's

"cheats", you know that it is not the same thing at all. If Fu Cheng's writing is just ugly, then it is difficult to see a pole in painting, Bian Qinghe said with a dark face: "What is this?" Fu Cheng knew that his words were ugly, and said: "You look at it this way, this is the head, this is the hand." Bian Qinghe looked at the big head and said, "I won't go crazy when I practice this thing?" Fu Cheng was honest and said, "It's not impossible." When Bian Qinghe heard this, he thought to himself that even if he was killed, he wouldn't practice.

He thought so at the time, and after two years, he found that Fu Cheng's painting had a bit of magical powers, although it was ugly, but the general charm was there, after that time, Bian Qinghe integrated the essence of Ruyi Palm into the cloud exploration hand, he neither practiced the Ruyi palm nor completely reproduced the cloud exploration hand, but embarked on a different path.

Fu Cheng said: "Thank you." Bian Qinghe said: "It's still the same sentence, ask me for help if you have anything." "When Bian Qinghe speaks, he is a bit like Fucheng's mother's family, and he has the taste of Kyoto not being able to go back to Bailu City.

Fu Cheng pondered this sentence and said, "Definitely." ”