I didn't go to the Ministry of War again because the two Fu brothers and Qiu Baoyu were there.
In fact, the two Fu brothers are idle, really idle.
Chu Qing wanted to take care of these two men who called him little brothers, but he didn't want to.
Mr. Fu is already in his early sixties this year, and his two sons have all the credit they deserve, and they have all the glory they deserve. To bring his sons into battle is not something that humans do, and that means they are not human beings.
If you are a human being, if you do this, the line between being a human being and not is very blurred.
Riding a horse, I couldn't help but come to Beishi.
It’s still the same Beishi city, and it’s still the same group of unruly people.
Out of Beishi and out of the city gate.
Stop outside the academy for a moment.
Zhuangzi stopped for a while outside.
What I am most satisfied with is the temple, which is in ruins.
Originally, the rubble was to be cleared. Ma Rui took his people there, but Chu Qing refused to let him go. The ruins were just there and no one could touch them. It was a beautiful scenery.
Before leaving, always take a look at what you have done and what value you have achieved.
After seeing it, I was reluctant to part with it, but I became more and more satisfied.
Chu Qing couldn't help but came to an iron house.
There is a sign in front of the iron house, which is very eye-catching.
Chu Qing laughed loudly: "If I die one day, this sign may be the only calligraphy treasure I have left in the world."
On the small slope, the people who came and went around could not avoid it, and there was no cover around. The third brother was a little worried, so he patrolled with his horse.
Chu Qing went straight to the iron house alone.
I knocked, but there was no sound inside.
Chu Qing shrugged: "Old monk, have you seen the Buddha? Have you practiced Zen?"
There was still no sound inside.
However, Chu Qing knows that the person is definitely still alive. If he is dead, there will be no sewage discharged. Tan Ma will be here in shifts. If no sewage is seen, it means that the person is dead and Chu Qing will be reported.
He leaned against the iron house and sat down slowly. Chu Qing looked at the bright sun shining brightly, which was a little dazzling.
I couldn't block it by raising my hand, and the sun passed through my fingers, making my eyes uncomfortable.
"Old monk, it's time for me to leave. I guess you will be almost dead when I come back next time. However, no one will collect your body, and no one can enter this house. How about I give you a trick? Iron
The house is sealed, but the soil on the ground can be pulled. If you do this, dig a grave with your hands. When you feel like you are about to die, go inside and bury yourself with soil. At least there will be a hole when you die.
It’s not worth living in this world... Oh yes, to you it’s just a skin, you don’t care at all.”
With a chuckle, Chu Qing looked around and lowered his voice: "I'll share a secret with you. Don't tell others. I'm going to peel Goguryeo this time. Baekje will definitely have to peel it too. I'll see you in Silla."
Look, the other thing is that I have to wait for my father and my mother. My mother, you know, eldest princess, oh, now that I think about it, this means that my mother is not here. If my mother was here, you would have
I gave up. My mother had a very bad temper. You know she beat her into submission... I'm going to go off topic and talk about secrets. My mother is a time traveler, 100% like me. By the way, you know what time travel is.
Or?"
Chu Qing listened intently, but couldn't hear any sound: "No, are you alive or not? Give me a voice. Where is this old monk pretending to be Schrödinger? Forget it, just be silent. I'll tell you about time travel.
By."
"The sound is transmitted thousands of miles away, only ten cents per minute, you can't believe it, hahaha..."
"What a famous horse, even the green leather train is faster than him, whoosh whoosh..."
"I can still fly, I can really fly, above the clouds..."
"Other people always think that I have a bad mind and always say weird things. It's not weird, it's modern, no, it's the language expression of later generations. But if I don't say it, I will forget some things and where I come from. It's interesting.
Bar…"
"You said after meeting my mother, should I tell the truth? I think I should. My mother is so smart. She found out after just a little inquiry. But it doesn't matter. She is my mother anyway..."
As he rambled on, Chu Qing talked about things that became increasingly vague and things he no longer recalled, as if they had happened hundreds of millions of years ago.
He felt a little thirsty as he spoke, and the sun was about to set. Chu Qing stood up, rubbed his sore butt, and kicked the iron house twice.
"Bite your teeth and live. There is hope when you are alive. I will come to talk to you next time. If you are still alive, bye."
After getting on his horse, Chu Qing headed to the east gate, where a carriage would be waiting for him.
Chu Qing left with his people, and two detective horses stood there, watching.
A voice suddenly came from the iron house, hoarse, weak, and old.
"The time traveler, he... he is not the Tenth Prince, not Chu Qing, he is fake... he is fake..."
The two Tanma looked at each other and laughed.
"This old ghost is really crazy."
"It's time to go crazy."
In the iron house, there is no sound anymore, crazy people talk crazy words, whether they say it or not, what difference does it make?
The sun has gone down and the moonlight has shrouded the earth.
When Chu Qing arrived at the east gate of the capital, a carriage had been waiting for a long time.
The wheels of the carriage sank into the ground, which meant that there must be a fat girl with a higher tonnage in the carriage. If the fat girl was there, her lady would naturally be there too.
Fu San turned around and waved his hand, and all the horses gathered around him.
"Go back, Master, you don't need your protection anymore."
Tan Ma looked at each other.
Chu Qing smiled and said: "Go back and tell Jiang Yuesheng to say thank you. Yes, thank you is enough. Go back."
The Tanma people looked confused, and after the third brother cursed twice, the Tanma horses rode into the city.
Chu Qing raised his head and looked at the city gate, above the city gate.
Chang Yu was dressed in a Confucian robe, and he was obviously supposed to be playing the role of a majestic young emperor. He held back tears and looked over when he saw Chu Qing, stepped on the stool to prop his feet up, and gave the disciple salute.
Qiu Wanshan cupped his hands and muttered words that only he could hear.
Dear brother, take care of yourself. In the capital, your foolish brother will not die, the academy will not die, and the Chu Mansion will not die.
Ma Rui was also there, cupping his fists and saluting.
Chu Qing straightened his clothes, looked at the prince, knelt on one knee and performed a military salute.
He stood up, straightened his clothes, looked at Qiu Wanshan, bent down and saluted, and gave the disciple salute.
He stood up again, straightened his clothes, looked at Ma Rui, cupped his fists and handed over his hands.
Taking another look at the towering city walls in Beijing, Chu Qing opened the door and got into the carriage.
Bihua and Qingyang got out and got on their horses.
The third brother clamped the horse's belly and said "drive", and the three horses and one cart disappeared from the sight of the prince and others.
Chu Qing wanted to laugh, he wanted to laugh loudly and say that he was leaving, but he couldn't say it either life or death.
Tao Ruolin bent down, passed over the sleeping spirit wolf lying there, threw the orange raccoon yarn out, and sat next to Chu Qing.
The carriage had a huge space, allowing six people to sit side by side. Tao Ruolin bent her knees and lay on Chu Qing's lap.
"There is me and there is third brother."
Chu Qing nodded: "Yes, there is you and third brother."
The two stopped communicating, and Tao Ruolin closed her eyes. Chu Qing suddenly felt very tired, so he closed his eyes and just sat there, falling asleep.