Today, it is the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, and there are still three days to go, and the New Year is coming, and Chang'an City seems to be much more lively than usual.

That day, after seeing Song Xing, He Qiao took Su Muqing with him and headed towards Chang'an City, although He Qiao's speed was very fast, but he didn't keep going all the way, but stopped and stopped all the way, so it took half a month for the two of them to finally come to this Chang'an City.

After coming to Chang'an City, He Qiao rented two houses and started his old business - selling paintings.

It was a hobby in his previous life.

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Chang'an City is located in the northeast, which is much colder than Beichuan County.

There has also been a heavy snowfall in the past two days, which has rendered a gloom for the imperial capital.

Spring Pavilion, 6th Floor......

At this time, in the hall of Nuoda, only two teenagers were sitting by the window.

This is naturally not because the business is not good, but because these two people don't want to be disturbed, so they charter the entire Yingchun Pavilion.

Zhu: "Situ, there has been a lot of excitement in Chang'an City recently. ”

Situ: "Oh?"

Zhu: "It's getting closer and closer to the enrollment of the college, and there are many people in the fifty-six counties who have recently poured into Chang'an City. ”

Situ: "What's strange about that, hasn't it always been like this?"

Zhu: "This year, there is an amazing beauty in Chang'an City, and she is from a civilian background. ”

Situ: "What does it have to do with me?"

Zhu: "Tsk, you are a person, you just have no mood. ”

Situ: "Don't talk nonsense. ”

Zhu: "Tsk, there is a painter in Chang'an City recently, although he is not famous, but his painting skills are not ordinary. ”

Situ: "Oh, how unusual is it?"

Zhu: "It's not as good as your sister, but it's also unique. ”

......

He Qiao walked out of the study, walked through the courtyard, and opened the courtyard door.

Above the courtyard gate, there are two big characters written on the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing - painting zhai.

This is written by He Qiao casually, and there is no special meaning, just to tell others that paintings are sold here, nothing more.

He Qiao stood at the door of the courtyard and looked up into the distance.

There, there is a seven-story building, and on the sixth floor, two eyes are staring at it.

Spring Pavilion, 6th Floor......

Zhu: "That kid seems to have discovered us, and he has some skills. ”

Situ didn't answer, turned around and walked downstairs.

Zhu: "Situ, where are you going?"

Situ: "Go and see the art of painting that is more exquisite than my sister." ”

Zhu: "Hey, I didn't say it, that kid's painting skills are better than those of a beautiful girl." ”

The two walked down the Sanchun Pavilion and walked along the street towards He Qiao's painting house......

"Quick, dodge, dodge, dodge. Suddenly, a platoon of soldiers dispersed along the street, dispersing the crowd, and the soldiers started at the gate and made a road all the way through.

"Who's coming? Zhu Youwei raised his eyebrows and said suspiciously.

"I don't know. Situ Nian shook his head.

"Woo~~" A long military horn suddenly sounded.

The two glanced at each other, and when they heard the sound of the military horn, they had already guessed the identity of the person who came.

He Qiao walked out of the study, stood at the door, and looked curiously in the direction of the West City Gate.

A slightly emaciated young man, dressed in bright silver armor, a white cape, and a green helmet on his head. At this time, she was riding a white horse, with her head held high, her eyes not squinting, and she came slowly from the direction of the city gate.

Behind him, there is an endless army.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Third Prince, the class teacher returns to the court. Many people recognized the identity of this young man and hurriedly bowed.

Seeing His Royal Highness the Third Prince coming slowly on a horse, Situ Nian and Zhu Youwei glanced at each other, and also bowed slightly: "His Royal Highness the Third Prince." ”

The third prince walked all the way and didn't pay attention to the others, until he walked to Zhu Youwei and Situ Nian, he stopped and hugged his fists slightly towards the two: "Brother Youwei, Brother Situ, long time no see." ”

"Your Highness has been gone for many years. Situ Nian replied.

"Yes, it's been a year, you're still the same, I'll leave first, and I'll invite you to drink another day. The third prince smiled, did not stop, and continued to move forward.

Seeing the three princes coming towards him, He Qiao stood there with a calm face and did not show anything abnormal, but in his heart, there were already turbulent waves. He didn't expect that in this life, he had only been in Chang'an City for less than a month, and he would meet His Royal Highness the Third Prince, the rival of love in his previous life!

"It's so handsome. Su Muqing also came to the gate at some point, watching the third prince walk by, his eyes were full of stars, and he said with a nymphomaniac.

He Qiao: "..."

"Bang", He Qiao directly raised his hand and knocked on Su Muqing's forehead, of course, he must be reluctant to really hurt Su Muqing.

"Oh, He Qiao, what are you doing. Su Muqing rubbed his forehead and said aggrievedly.

"Don't do anything, go back and practice guns. After the words fell, He Qiao turned around and walked directly towards the door.

"Hehe, He Qiao, are you jealous, in fact, you are much more handsome than him. ”

He Qiao: "......"

The flirting and scolding of the two of them as if no one was around them stunned, these two people were really bold, seeing His Royal Highness the Third Prince walking by, even if they didn't pay homage, they still dared to flirt here.

"Interesting" Looking at the back of the two of them walking towards Huazhai, the corners of the third prince's mouth hooked up a trace of arc, and I don't know if he was talking about He Qiao or Su Muqing.

However, he did not stop there, but continued in the direction of the inner city.

Until the third prince walked over, Situ Nian sighed lightly: "I haven't seen him for a year, he is even more terrifying, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger." ”

"I don't think it's strange how strong he is now, well, we can't compare to him, he's a monster. Zhu Youwei smacked his tongue, and he could also feel the terrifying aura on the third prince's body.

"It is worthy of the god of war!" Situ sighed.

They are all seventeen or eighteen-year-old young geniuses, and they all have their own arrogance, but in the face of demons like the third prince, they feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Let's go. Zhu Youwei was the first to speak, and walked towards the painting not far in front.

Walking into the courtyard, the eyes of the two were immediately attracted by Su Muqing. At this time, Su Muqing, dressed in a concise red suit, held a "spear" in his hand, and stabbed the old willow tree in the courtyard with a gun.

She's practicing guns.

She practiced the most basic marksmanship, only the simplest movements, but she practiced very seriously, and in this cold winter, she was still drenched in sweat.

Situ Nian's eyes narrowed slightly, he noticed the special "spear" in Su Muqing's hand, the gun didn't have a sharp blade, and even the body of the spear was made of white paper. The strange thing is that her strength is very strong, and the white paper is not broken because of such a shot.

In fact, this "spear" was just rolled up by He Qiao with rice paper, and there was nothing special about the spear.

The reason why the spear did not break was because every time Su Muqing stabbed out, he would wrap the spear with a special force.

And this force is "meaning", which is exactly the same meaning as He Qiao, or in other words, it is the prototype of "meaning".

"If you two look at the painting, you are naturally welcome here, but if it is for something else, please go back. He Qiao appeared at the door of the study at some point, and his voice was flat.

"Nature is about looking at paintings. Zhu Youwei showed a smile and walked towards He Qiao.

Until the three of them moved to the study, Su Muqing didn't turn her head to take a look, she was completely immersed in gun practice, meticulously practicing her basic gun skills.

She was much thinner than she had been a month ago.