Are you really leaving?"

Imperial capital, Marshal's Palace. Wu Peng looked at Ling Ye on the other side and asked with a sigh.

After he came out of the Chongying Palace, he didn't hear the call of Emperor Shenwu again, and after waiting for a while, he returned to the house with a cold and frosty path, completely unaware that the palace had undergone amazing changes. But when he returned to the house, the servant immediately reported to him that someone was waiting for him.

This person is Ling Ye. He had already discussed with Que Wan'er, and felt that Wu Peng's city was too deep, and he didn't want to use Wu Peng's power to find his father, and he didn't have any interest in the upcoming war between the empire and the flying fox, he just wanted to find his father and figure out his background. So the two discussed, Que Wan'er and Xiao Yao packed up and waited for him outside the north gate, and he went to say goodbye to Wu Peng.

Hearing Wu Peng's question, Ling Ye nodded and replied affirmatively, "Yes, I haven't seen my father for too long, and I really want to find him." This is filial piety for the Son of Man. ”

Wu Peng sighed again, was silent for a while, and said, "Your Majesty appreciates you very much, and very much wants you to take on the heavy responsibility and give you a place where you can play to your heart's content." If you do a good job, it will be easy to soar, especially since there is bound to be a big war between the Empire and the Flying Fox now, and it will not be long before that. ”

Ling Ye said, "Really...... That's a pity, I'm not very interested in that. ”

Wu Peng shook his head and sighed: "Everyone has their own ambitions, and I can't force you." Now that you've decided, go for it!"

Ling Ye bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency Marshal!"

Wu Peng saw that he was about to leave, looked at his back and shouted, "Wait a minute!"

Midnight turned to look at him. Wu Peng smiled and said, "Child, have you been entangled enough on the road?"

Ling Ye said: "It's okay! I think it's enough!"

Wu Peng said: "The world is so big, if you want to find your father, I don't know what year and month you can find it." If you don't have enough entanglements and no salary to pay, then you will either have to find a coolie to work nearby, or you will have to become a thief and steal your property. Kid, I don't want you to do that, so let me give you some coils!"

Ling Ye said: "Marshal Xie Meiyi! But ......"

Wu Peng waved his hand, turned his head to Leng Rushuang who was standing aside, and said, "Go!

Leng Rushuang turned and went out, and soon returned with a wooden tray with ten silver ingots on top and a few silver tickets pressed underneath. She glanced at Ling Ye, stuffed the tray into Ling Ye's hand, and said, "Here you go!"

Ling Ye gently caught the tray, but did not reach out to take the silver ingots and silver tickets on it, and only said lightly: "Marshal Xie Meiyi! It's just that I don't have the habit of honestly and unceremoniously taking other people's silver money in front of others." I can be at peace with what happens, and I don't dare to bother the marshal and Miss Leng about the entangled things!"

As he spoke, he put the tray on the table, glanced at Leng Rushuang, arched his hand at her, and turned to take a step.

Leng Rushuang looked at his back, frowned slightly, and showed a hint of unhappiness on his face, but he didn't say anything.

Wu Peng watched his back leave, and sighed: "What a proud boy!"

Midnight's back quickly disappeared behind the corner. Wu Peng retracted his gaze, looked at the things in the tray, and sighed again: "Shuang'er, you are really cold and hot!"

Cold as Frost: "......"

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Midnight left the Marshal's Mansion and walked towards the north gate. He himself didn't expect to be able to quit so easily, Wu Peng was so bold, he didn't have any difficulties at all, and he was willing to send him a plate to entangle.

Perhaps, in fact, Wu Peng still hopes to keep him with affection!

There's no way, whether you, Wu Peng, are true or false, I don't want to stay in the imperial capital anymore, I just want to go to my father quickly. I'm sorry!

What surprised him the most was that it was as cold as frost. The small stack of silver tickets in the tray she brought over, the first of which was five thousand taels of silver. If there were so many of them, that small stack would already be tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Is Wu Peng so generous, or is she so generous?

For a girl like this, it may be very vulgar to talk about money, but when a person is about to travel far away and does not know that he can settle down in the Year of the Monkey, the more money given to him, the better. Leng Rushuang doesn't know if she likes money or not, but judging from the silver tickets on the tray, although she is a disciple of the Sword Saint who does not eat fireworks in the world, her understanding of money is obviously not ambiguous at all.

I hope that when I think of you in the future, what will immediately float in my heart is not those silver tickets in the tray, but your proud face and ice blue sword light.

Ling Ye smiled bitterly and thought secretly.

Although due to the tense situation, the inspection of the city gate was stricter than before, but Ling Ye had no long things, and he had been modified by disguise, and the soldiers guarding the gate saw that he had no oil and water to fish, so he hastily checked it and waved him out of the city.

After going out of the north gate, I walked straight for a mile, and when I saw the fork in the road, I turned right and walked for a while, which was the agreed meeting place with Que Wan'er.

Thinking of this girl who misunderstood him at the beginning and wanted to kill him, but later released his suspicions, and quickly talked and laughed with him, a gentle and generous girl, Ling Ye couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

The road to finding dad won't be short. If there is really such a girl to accompany you on the road, isn't it better than walking alone in the miserable wind and rain?

After a while, Ling Ye came to the place where he met Que Wan'er, under the three mountain peaks that stretched together, next to the sycamore in the shape of three cloth glyphs.

At this time, the sycamore has just budded, wakes up from the dark gray winter, and begins to stretch its green body. Ling Ye stood under the tree, looking up at the young leaves that were growing vigorously on the plane tree, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The budding of the sycamore is a sign of the arrival of spring when the ice thaws. Perhaps, this also indicates that the lonely and lonely days of Midnight are about to become a thing of the past, and the joyful days are coming!

It's just a little strange that Que Wan'er, the master and servant who always came first in the past, didn't even show up!

Standing under the plane tree, Ling Ye was thinking about things when he suddenly heard a gust of wind from the skirt of his clothes not far away, it seemed that several people were coming towards him, and the target was obviously him!

Who is this?

Ling Ye immediately retracted his mind of galloping like a wild horse, secretly condensed his guard in his heart, and turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from.

At least a dozen black-clothed masked men poured out from around, surrounding him in the core, each holding a weapon in his hand, but they were all silent, only the exposed eyes stared at Ling Ye, full of ill intentions.

Oops!

Ling Ye immediately thought of such a word in his heart.