As the end of the year is getting closer, Kyoto is becoming more and more lively.

As the capital of Ningguo, Yujing City was the first place to open the four-sided city gates and no longer collect taxes for entry into the city.

Although the opening days are still short, the merchants around who have heard about this have already smelled a different smell.

They rushed toward Yujing City.

As a result, the streets and alleys of Yujing City were crowded with people and gradually became prosperous.

The students of Tai Academy have already dropped out of school, and the huge Tai Academy has become a pure land in Yujing City.

Wang Zheng and Jin Zhong followed Jing Lang to Tai Academy and stood at the door of Tai Academy. He carefully wrote the words carved on the stone tablet, and then walked in silently and came to the small courtyard in Huamanting.

When people left, the courtyard was empty, so it seemed even more bleak.

"Sir, I have been observing this for seven days, but I have never seen Mr. Hua come back."

"Then, my subordinates went to visit and heard that Mr. Hua had left eight days ago... No one knew where he was going, saying he was traveling around the world."

Wang Zhengjin belled at that small wooden building.

Although the door of the Xiaomulou is closed, it is not locked.

He pondered for a moment and walked to the door and pushed it open.

The two walked in, the light was bright, and when they glanced over, they could see everything in the room.

Extremely simple.

One square table and four stools.

There was an oil lamp that had already been extinguished on the table, and there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone next to the oil lamp... The ink in the inkstone had dried up, and there were a very ordinary strip of paperweight pressing on the paper, and there were a few lines of words on the paper.

Wang Zheng Jinzhong walked to the table and his eyes fell on the paper:

"Worry about the world first and worry about it, and then enjoy the world first and enjoy about it."

"The people are the most important, the country is the next, and the king is the least important!"

"The people are the foundation of the country, and the foundation is solid and the country is peaceful"

"The words of Chen'an are every word of pearl."

"I'm not as good as Chen'an!"

"I think of it, thinking about the country behind closed doors is like sitting in a well and observing the sky. Nothing is better than walking in the village, seeing the people, and knowing the people!"

"I'm leaving, and I may return."

Wang Zheng and Jin Zhong carefully 3 times before sighing slowly.

Jing Lang was very confused and asked in a low voice: "Sir, Hua Manting Hua is famous all over the world... I dared to ask, monitor this old man... What is the meaning?"

Wang Zheng and Jin Zhong pressed the paper under the paperweight again and grinned: "It's nothing, I can't say surveillance, let's go."

He did not explain to Ikera.

After passing the contents on this piece of paper, Wang Zheng and Jin Zhong had questions about the words left by Changsun Jinghong-

If the flowers are full of flowers, it is really a curtain...

So, Changsun Jinghong and Xi Wei, who is really worried about Ningguo?

The crooked-neck tree was planted in the Imperial City Department twenty years ago, and it seemed to be planted in Lord Changsun's heart.

It has been in the heart of Lord Changsun for twenty years, and has been deeply rooted, and seems to have grown into a crooked tree!

The former Emperor of Imperial City, Shang Di, was completely different from Lord Changsun in this regard.

There is also a tree planted by Queen Lu in the Old Rain Tower, but Shang Di follows Xi Wei's footsteps...

Originally, the relationship between Changsun and Shang Di was very close, but the two died in Huaishan County.

Li Chenan said there was nothing right or wrong between them.

One for obsession.

One for ideals.

If the flower mandate is really Xi Wei, if his ideal is really as written on that piece of paper...

Wang Zheng and Jin Zhong stood in the sunshine in the courtyard.

He looked up and squinted his eyes, and the dazzling sun in the blue sky suddenly had a thought-

Since Lord Changsun is dead, he should let go of his obsession.

If Xi Wei is really alive... I hope he can stick to the ideals he has fallen on paper!

"Jinglang,"

"Subordinate is here."

"You said... do you like the current Imperial City Department? Or do you like the previous Imperial City Department?"

Jing Langyi was dawn, as the commander of the seven departments, the deputy lord in front of him was his nobleman.

This question does not require an answer.

"Speak your heart and behave as Lord Changsun is still alive."

"This... I think that next spring, the Imperial City Department may have a different scene!"

Wang Zheng and Jin Zhong smiled in a silence and shook their heads: "I haven't learned anything, but I have learned to be slick!"

"This is my heartfelt words... After all, spring is in full bloom, and we have not seen butterflies and bees in our Imperial City Department for many years."

"Well, let's go, I want to see the flowers blooming next spring."

Wang Zheng and Jin Zhong returned to the Imperial City Department. He took the wooden box to the black building and arrived at the eighth floor.

After thinking about it, he placed the wooden box in an inconspicuous cabinet on the eighth floor. After thinking about it, he took out two pieces of paper and lit the fire fold.

Confetti are flying.

"Let it pass by!"

"The dead people close their eyes, and the living people... have to go forward."

...

...

Yihong Building.

Yang Sixian stood respectfully in front of Liang Manman.

He just packed his bags with Liang Manman. After a long time, he asked in a low voice: "Miss, the New Year is approaching, why not leave after the New Year?"

“No,”

Liang Manman put a jewelry box into his bag, thought about it and took it out again, and turned his head toward Yang Sixian with one-armed arm.

"I thought about it for a long time."

"Although my grandfather died because of Li Chen'an, I can't have the idea of ​​killing Li Chen'an no matter what."

"You can think that I fell in love with Li Chenan, but I thought about it carefully these days and I think it was mainly influenced by Shangjia."

She put the jewelry box on the table, looked at the sunshine and snow outside the window, pondered for a moment, as if recalling the past.

"I haven't said a word to Li Chenan yet."

"I just stood in the distance for a while on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Festival."

"The rain on that night was a little annoying, and I couldn't really see what he looked like."

"Not these matter anymore!"

"The Shangjia entered Kyoto this summer and brought the song "Tianjingsha". I like it, and I like it even more!"

"The Shang family stayed in Yihonglou that night and drank with me all night. There was only one person he talked about... He was Li Chen'an!"

"For so many years, he is a knowledgeable person and a very high-level person. I have never seen him praise a boy so much..."

"Now, Shang people die for their ideals, but his ideals have not dissipated with his death."

"All this implemented by Li Chen'an is the ideal that the merchants once had. His ideal will become a reality in the hands of Li Chen'an... Then, for me, the grudge between the White-Clothed Alliance and the Imperial City Division... This grudge is really ridiculous!"

"Changsun Jinghong is also dead. You have also heard of Li Chen'an's reform measures. The Imperial City Office is about to turn from black to white. I think this article can be read."

"But there are some people in the White League who disagree."

"They think that Li Chen'an and Xi Wei colluded and stole the country..."

Liang Manman laughed, "The righteous looks are ridiculous!"

"Actually, their thoughts are just to reveal the little things in their hearts!"

"Their words and actions are just to show their existence."

"Since I'm different from them, let's go my separate ways!"

"I'm going to Guangling City."

"The White Alliance has no relationship with me anymore."

"Shangjia gave me Peach Blossom Island... I went to guard that island, fulfill the last wishes of Shangjia, and wrote the songs that he had not yet compiled."

"It's all Li Chen'an's poems. The merchants are extremely important. I will do my best and not be blasphemous."

"As for you... use these jewelry as yours, find a place to support your elderly care...drink wine and bask in the sun."

"Good!"

Yang Sixian did not take the jewelry box, but suddenly said:

"Miss, the Yulong Society has been secretly rebuilt and was built in Jiangnan! It's just that it's no longer called the Yulong Society, but... Qing Gang!"

Liang Manman was stunned and frowned: "Who is the leader?"

"I don't know yet, it is said to be a mysterious boy!"
Chapter completed!