"Your Highness, the city ahead is Liaoyuan City. We are now in the Qingzhou area."

A guard reported to Li Chengwen.

At this moment, Chu Mo looked at the city gate that he didn't want to leave, and couldn't help but smile. As for why he laughed, he probably only knew the reason.

"It has been five years since I left Liaoyuan City last time. I didn't expect that this prince would have a chance to come again."

Chu Mo said.

"Brother-in-law, have you been to Qingzhou before?"

Wen Zijin couldn't help asking, but as soon as he finished speaking, Wen Zijin couldn't help but want to slap himself.

My brother-in-law is the prince of Beiliang, and the distance between Beiliang and Qingzhou is not far away. It is not surprising that he has been to Qingzhou.

"Yes, but that happened a long time ago."

Chu Mo smiled, and couldn't help but recall the scene when he first met Wen Qingyuan, because their first meeting was in Liaoyuan City.

"Let's go. Everyone has been working hard these days. With the things that happened on the road, everyone should have a good rest. After they have enough energy, it's not too late to do things."

After Li Chengwen finished speaking, he immediately rode his horse towards Liaoyuan City.

Although Liaoyuan City is not so prosperous, Liaoyuan City is a holy place in Qingzhou.

This place is vast and extensive, and is the origin of Qingzhou literature. It is a place where many literati and scholars live in seclusion. To be honest, the pedestrians you see on the streets are at least seven out of ten.

He is a person with a lot of talent.

Therefore, although Liaoyuan City is located in a deserted place in Qingzhou, it still attracts many people from other prefectures and counties.

Being hiding among the crowd entering the city, Chu Mo and others just underwent a simple investigation and entered the city.

Looking at the endless stream of pedestrians on the street, except Chu Mo, the others seemed a little surprised. They did not expect that Liaoyuan City would be so lively.

The vendors selling along the way, the endless stream of pedestrians, and the sounds of chanting poems coming from time to time from time to time were actually giving them the illusion of being in Kyoto.

Then, everyone entered an inn. After simply filling their stomachs, everyone returned to their respective rooms to rest.

Soon, Shanyu Mutong and the others knocked on Chu Mo's door. When they heard Chu Mo say in, they carefully entered the room.

After a short period of recovery, Chu Mo finally had a trace of blood on his face, and his internal injuries were completely suppressed by him. However, it may take some time to recover.

"You two are here just in time. I just need your help if you have something to do. You two will go to a place called Huajianfang in the city and hand the letter to the person in charge."

As he said that, Chu Mo picked up the letter that had been written on the desktop and handed it to Shan Yu.

"Yes! Prince!"

Shanyu nodded and put away the letter. The two looked at Chu Mo, but they wanted to speak but stopped.

"I know what you want to say, but now is not the time. Jianyu Tower is not as simple as you think. Do not act rashly before finding out their details."

After Chu Mo said that, he waved his hand and signaled the two to leave.

When Shanyu Mutong heard this, he was worthy of bowing his fists and then slowly exiting the room. He went to the inn and horse courtyard, rode a horse and left the inn, and completed the tasks assigned by Chu Mo.

Shortly after the two left, Chu Mo also left the inn alone.

Walking on the street, Chu Mo seemed aimless, but in fact he appeared in front of a mansion not long after.

I looked up at the mansion in front of me. This was the mansion of the current prefect of Liaoyuan City.

Speaking of Zhuge Yuqing, the prefect of Liaoyuan City, his identity is not simple. This person is almost sixty years old now and is a famous figure in Qingzhou. In Qingzhou, Zhuge Yuqing can be said to be literature.

Everyone's leading figures are from the same school as Wen Xue, the Crown Prince of the Dawu Dynasty.

Speaking of Chu Mo and Zhuge Yuqing's acquaintance, it is not much different from Fu Wenxue. Just because Chu Mo casually spoke a poem, Zhuge Yuqing felt a sense of cherishing each other.

Chu Mo, who was standing in front of the gate, quickly attracted the attention of the doorman. A doorman hurriedly came to Chu Mo, bowed his hand first, and then asked, "Is there anything wrong with this young man?

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Chu Mo came back to his senses, immediately bowed and bowed back, and said, "I'm here to find Mr. Zhuge."

"Young Master is probably not here today. Today is the day when the master goes to Tingyin Lake to teach. Today, the master will be at Tingyin Lake."

The doorman responded immediately.

Chu Mo was stunned and then reacted. Zhuge Yuqing had this habit and would take a day every month to discuss literature with many talents.

"Thank you for your advice. Since that's the case, I'll disturb you tomorrow."

After saying that, Chu Mo turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and looked at the doorman and said, "May I ask, has there been any happy events in your mansion recently?"

As he said that, Chu Mo pointed to the two big red lanterns hanging at the door. In addition to these two big red lanterns, what made Chu Mo a little suspicious was the two characters posted on both sides of the door.

This made Chu Mo a little puzzled.

Although Zhuge Yuqing got married young, for some reason, he had no descendants. Even his wife lost her life due to an accident twenty years ago.

Now, the Zhuge Mansion is decorated with lights and it seems that it has just been held for some festive days, so Chu Mo is naturally confused.

After hearing Chu Mo's inquiry, the boy did not hide the matter. He immediately smiled and said, "Young Master doesn't know anything. Our mansion just held a wedding banquet not long ago. After all, the master is in Liaoyuan City.

The identity of his is naturally more festive."

"Oh? Wedding party?"

Chu Mo was even more confused.

"Not bad, the previous few days was the day my master got married!"

Chu Mo was shocked when he heard this. If he hadn't heard this clearly, he wouldn't even believe it.

"I don't know who is a wife?"

Chu Mo asked quickly.

"Mrs. I met the master at a tour meeting. There should be twenty-one this year."

Hearing this, Chu Mo suddenly ran past ten thousand grass mud horses. Twenty-one, Zhuge Yuqing was simply an old cow eating young grass.

At his age, even if he is a grandfather, he is more than enough.

But even though that was the case, when Chu Mo heard the words of the disciple, Chu Mo was still happy for Zhuge Yuqing.

After all, as far as he knows, since Zhuge Yuqing's wife passed away, Zhuge Yuqing has been alone and alone.

Now that he finally married his beautiful wife again, Chu Mo felt relieved, but still pleased...

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