At night.

The moonlight shone through the thin window paper and sprinkled on the imperial desk full of memorials. In the huge study, only the paper pages were turning around and the rustling sound made.

Leng Zhu held a stack of memorials in her hand, her eyes were sleepy, and she sometimes slashed her chest, and her head was like a chicken pecking at rice, and she lit it from time to time.

Jiang Yi's eyes were still clear, and she flipped through the scrolls on the table with her right hand, while she was holding a small bamboo pendant in her left hand, and her five fingers flipped skillfully, enough to remember that the scene of her life appeared and disappeared from her fingertips.

"The eighth level of Qi refining... Showing a saint in front of people... Is it interesting to bully the younger generation? I will never change my nature..."

The soft whisper sounded, very small, but it was very clear in the imperial study room.

Leng Zhu suddenly woke up, thinking that the princess had just given orders, and nodded quickly and said:

"I'll do it right away... By the way, what is the princess saying? She was distracted and didn't hear it clearly just now."

Jiang Yi frowned slightly, grew up with Leng Zhu since childhood, but she was not angry with this silly maid and said softly:

"I just said, you are not young, it's time to get married. This time I sent three people to the Jingtai Terrace. Yao Heyu was beaten half to death and lacked personal care, otherwise..."

a bolt from the blue!

My Master Quanquan...

Leng Zhu stood there on the spot. Before Jiang Yi could finish speaking, she said with tears in her eyes:

"Princess, Leng Zhu can't bear to leave the princess. If there is no princess, Leng Zhu will be boring to live..."

There are so many jokes.

Jiang Yi hummed softly, and waved her hand when Leng Zhu felt wronged and cried:

"Okay. It's nothing to doze in front of me. After that, you followed me into the Prince Consort's mansion. You doze in front of the Prince Consort. With Zuo Lingquan's bad temper, you won't smash your butt."

Spanking...

Leng Zhu's face turned red and she said shyly: "Leng Zhu knew she was wrong. By the way, the princess seems to have not seen Mr. Zuo for several days."

Jiang Yi put away the pendant, her face turned red even more easily, and her eyes looked a little strange.

Since having had close contact in the stone chamber last time, Jiang Yi has found that her mind is very confused. She rationally feels that she doesn't like Zuo Lingquan, but just rewards that guy. But when she dreams of midnight, she always thinks of the scene of embracing and kissing each other.

However, whether you like it or not, Zuo Lingquan's son-in-law was determined, and both sides accepted this fact.

Jiang Yi simply stopped thinking about it. According to her temper, she was still as usual and said unhappy:

"What did I see him doing? What are he looking good about? There are so many memorable copies, and even the approvals cannot be completed."

Leng Zhu put down the memorial, walked behind her back, kneaded Jiang Yi's shoulders, and said softly:

"I heard that Mr. Zuo showed his power in Qihuang Valley today, and he immediately beat the person who was in Fushishan. The princess didn't see it with her own eyes, which is a pity."

Jiang Yi is the eldest princess, representing the court, so she must not be present. However, compared to Zuo Lingquan's appearance in front of the people, she is more concerned about Cheng Jiujiang's attitude at this time.

Jiang Yi was silent for a moment and rubbed her forehead with some worries:

"Today, Cheng Jiujiang was in public, obviously suspected that the National Master was ill, and his thoughts on his face were written on his face. Fortunately, Zuo Lingquan was smart and came forward to resolve the matter."

Leng Zhu knew Jiang Yi’s thoughts best. When he heard this sentence, "Fortunately, Zuo Lingquan was smart," he understood that the princess already thought that there was a problem with the national teacher and could not show up again.

Leng Zhu also stayed in Qihuang Valley to serve Jiang Yi when she was a child. She was also considered a disciple of Qihuang Valley. She hesitated and asked:

"Princess, if the National Normal University is really... what should you do?"

Jiang Yi shook her head and didn't dare to think about this. As a ruler, she could not raise a group of unproductive food; but as an ordinary person, Qihuang Valley is full of her commanders. She had no choice at all, so she could only hope that Qihuang Valley could survive the disaster by herself and give the court a reasonable answer.

Seeing that the princess did not reply, Leng Zhu stopped asking. It was too late and wanted to persuade Jiang Yi to go back to her bedroom to rest, but in a vague way, she suddenly heard a little noise outside the imperial study room:

"Look at that..."

"Oh no, it seems like I'm leaving..."

Jiang Yi frowned and thought that the fire broke out in the palace. In a blink of an eye, she could see a large area of ​​dim light through the window paper.

Jiang Yi and Leng Zhu were startled, and quickly got up and ran to the door of the Imperial Study Room, looking out.

I saw a corner of the city at the end of my vision, and the entire market was shining in the sky under the night.

Fires sprang up above the Thousand Rooms, and thick smoke covered the sky and the sun. The scene looked like a Shura Purgatory who was surrendered by the God of Fire!

"Is it Linhefang? Why is such a big fire coming up again?"

Leng Zhu's eyes were shocked. The reason why he said there was a big fire in Linhefang more than 20 years ago, almost burning the entire market.

As the regent princess, Jiang Yi was naturally anxious when she saw such a big fire at the foot of the emperor and said in a deep voice: "The fire just appeared, please let the surrounding constables, and the hidden fire team go to save people..."

While speaking, Jiang Yi ran out without waiting for Leng Zhu to respond.

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The south bank of Wende Bridge, Zuofu.

In the courtyard of the east wing, Zuo Yunting ran around the house, packing up all kinds of personal belongings, and kept muttering along the way:

"Old Lu, am I good enough? I heard that you were leaving, so I made a special trip to ask my father for a carriage to take you. My father asked you to send you out of customs. I didn't agree. I had to be sincere in sending someone. I agreed to send you the end and give you the end..."

Outside the room, the black donkey was still chewing the bonsai that was still being gnawed clean.

Old Lu was wearing a hat and sat under the eaves to enjoy the cool air. He had to be angry at Zuo Yunting's words and said with relief:

"If you have this intention, I will be content. I am afraid that my life will be too long and I will send you away first in the end."

"Hey, can you speak? By the way, the brother of Qihuang Valley seems to be outside with the team tomorrow. We just happened to walk with them and could be a companion on the road. With the third uncle of Qihuang Valley, the road is safe..."

Lao Lu laughed, but no response.

Old Lu had found Zuo Lingquan and handed over the skills to Zuo Lingquan. He had already done everything he could do and handed over the rest to God. It was time for him to leave.

Although he was unable to accept a genius like Zuo Lingquan as his disciple during this trip, the younger generation with good character met two young men who were unable to tie their hands but did not forget the old and weak in the face of danger; the other was mediocre cultivation but did not hesitate to repay his kindness with his life.

Both of them are inferior in qualifications, but their qualities are of the best in the world.

Old Lu can't teach Zuo Lingquan. These two little kids can still teach them. Before the deadline is approaching, they can still live the addiction to being a master.

As for how much you can teach and how far you go, it doesn’t matter if you can’t become a talent.

In the past, Lao Lu thought that practicing was for immortality, but now he realized that the so-called pursuit of immortality was just to see more scenery on the road. As long as you walk through it and see it without leaving any regrets, it will be the same no matter how far you go.

While the two were chatting, a red fire lit up under the night in the distance, and a sound of gongs came from the distance.

Old Lu looked at it in a blink of an eye and frowned slightly; he shook his head and sighed, put down the tea bowl, leaned on the back of the chair, and secretly pinched the magic trick with his right hand in his sleeve.

The next moment.
Chapter completed!