He Qing didn't say who he was, nor who she was, but both Changqing and Dongfang Lan knew that he was He Qing and she was Xiao Waner.
"Tell him quickly, Xiao Waner is still waiting for him!"
Dongfanglan looked at Changqing.
Changqing shook his head and said nothing.
Do you want to tell He Qing that Xiao Waner is not married and is still not tolerated by the family?
Alone and alone, just for infatuation, even the body was thrown in a mass grave after death?
Changqing looked at He Qing, and he could see that although He Qing had spiritual intelligence, he was actually a fierce ghost attached to a demonic body.
In such a state, once he is stimulated and goes crazy, there is only one way to die.
"Come on, I'll be able to see her again soon."
He Qing looked forward to it, "Master Fang Lin promised me that as long as I help him cultivate to the realm of heaven and man, he will take me out of the prison as a prison officer. At that time, neither the prison department nor the military will Kill me...and with me looking like this, I won't scare others if I stay by Master Fang Lin's side."
Changqing and Dongfanglan looked at each other.
He Qing helps Fang Lin practice?
"How do you help Fang Lin practice?" Changqing asked.
He Qing's expression changed and he quickly changed his words: "No, no, no, I made a mistake. It's nothing. Mr. Fang Lin is extremely talented and is known as the number one genius in Qingyun Kingdom. How can I help you?"
Changqing walked up to He Qing and said slowly: "The number one genius in Qingyun Kingdom is not Fang Lin's turn. Besides, it is not yet known whether Fang Lin can help you meet her, but I can definitely help you."
He Qing looked at Changqing doubtfully and remained silent.
"Your name is He Qing, and her name is Xiao Waner." Changqing said.
He Qing was shocked, but remained silent.
Obviously, in his opinion, the person in front of him, whose identity was unknown and whether he was the prison envoy or the son of Fanlin City, was not as trustworthy as Fang Lin.
Moreover, Fang Lin said that Xiao Waner was already married. Even if the person in front of me knew this, it wouldn't be surprising.
Changqing reached out and took out the punishment officer token from the Qiankun Ring.
"I am Qing Yun Ti, you can trust me."
He Qing raised his head and looked at the token.
"Executioner? You?"
"That's right."
He Qing was puzzled. Of course he had heard of the punishment officer, but didn't it belong to Fang Lin?
"If you believe me, I can take you to see Xiao Waner now."
As soon as Chang Qing finished speaking, He Qing stood up directly.
His ferocious arms grasped Changqing's shoulders.
"Really!"
He Qing said hurriedly.
However, he suddenly felt a sharp pain, and the hand holding Changqing's shoulder suddenly emitted smoke as if it was burning.
"Of course it's true." Changqing nodded.
He Qing hesitated, gritted his teeth and said, "You were sent by Master Fang Lin to test me, right? I only believe in Master Fang Lin, I will not go with you."
He Qing suppressed the thoughts in his heart and retreated to the cell door.
He would be able to see Xiao Waner soon, and at this juncture, he did not dare to take any risks.
Changqing sighed. He saw He Qing and Xiao Waner's caution, and also saw the deepest fear in He Qing and Xiao Waner's hearts.
Can't meet again.
Changqing walked to the thatch in front of the table and sat down casually. Looking at the books on the table, Changqing picked up the brush.
I dipped in some ink and continued writing along the lines that He Qing had left unfinished.
Dongfang Lan looked at Changqing strangely. Could it be that Changqing knew everything?
He Qing had some displeasure on his face. He was second in martial arts and first in writing. He continued writing without his consent. This person must be too unreasonable!
But when he walked to the table and saw the words written by Chang Qing, his expression immediately changed and became full of admiration.
"Eight ways to govern a city."
It seems to be a method to stabilize the people of a city, but it actually contains a strategy to govern the country and stabilize the country.
As Chang Qing kept writing, Dongfang Lan read with concentration, and He Qing, like a book boy, kept polishing his ink beside Chang Qing.
Every word was written into He Qing's heart. He Qing even thought that this was the idea that he had been studying but was always one step behind and had no inspiration.
Gradually, what Chang Qing wrote exceeded He Qing's understanding. Even Dongfang Lan was shocked.
If the country is governed according to this law...
Before their eyes, a peaceful and prosperous era seemed to emerge.
After a long time, Changqing put down the brush. He clicked his tongue and said, "You wrote well, don't write again in the future."
He Qing's face suddenly turned red.
Before, he would have insisted on arguing with Chang Qing, but after seeing Chang Qing's continuation with his own eyes, he had to accept it.
Changqing looked at He Qing's expression and knew that He Qing had misunderstood, so he said, "I'm not saying that your writing is not good. On the contrary, your writing is better than mine."
"How could it be?" He Qing's mouth turned bitter, thinking that Chang Qing was humble.
Changqing closed the book and threw it aside.
"Everyone has their own understanding. My understanding is unrealistic. Unless the cards are completely shuffled, what I wrote will not be realized."
Dongfang Lan's expression turned strange. Could it be that Changqing was thinking about rising up all the time?
"In comparison, what you wrote is more achievable, but only more achievable than mine."
"But in the end...it's all useless."
He Qing was puzzled and asked: "You can write these, why do you think they are useless?"
In his view, uselessness is just self-deprecation, but no one can appreciate it, which will lead to good ideas falling into dust.
"Change always comes with a price."
"The perpetrators and those in power, and even the ultimate beneficiaries, all have to pay the price."
"Liuyun Continent, the sky is too low, the price is not worth it, and no one is willing to pay, so they don't change."
Chang Qing said, He Qing listened carefully.
He Qing seemed to have met a confidant and had a heart-to-heart relationship with Chang Qing.
Dongfang Lan, who was on the side, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she saw Chang Qing chatting with He Qing.
During the conversation between the two, she also learned a lot and was inspired a lot.
Some of the questions even raised by the prime minister above the court were answered in the conversation between Chang Qing and He Qing in the prison of Fanlin City.
"Although it is just talk on paper, the principle and direction are correct." Chang Qing said.
"It's a pity that if you don't have talent for cultivation during your lifetime, no matter how good your talent is after death, it will be useless." He Qing sighed, "If not, I will be willing to pay the price."
Changqing smiled and did not refute.
If you are talented, you will only think about practicing, participating in the Four Directions Tournament held once every ten years, heading to heaven, and heading to a higher stage.
Even if he lacks natural talent, he will continue to collect resources, prepare, and prepare to climb the Sea of Clouds Stone Tablet Mountain.
Those who are truly willing to stay will one day go to heaven sooner or later. And the reason why they are willing to stay is simply to help future generations consolidate their power.
The spiritual energy in the prison suddenly boiled.
On each cage, various runes lit up.
The heavy metal door of the large prison cell was slowly opened.
He Qing quickly stood up to say goodbye and went to greet him.
Not long after, He Qing followed the two figures back to the table.
Fang Lin, Nangong Lianxue.
Neither of them expected that Chang Qing would remain so calm after being imprisoned in prison.
If you don't know better, you would think that Chang Qing is the jailer of this jail.
"Lord Fang Lin..." He Qing bowed his hands and carefully asked for instructions.
Fang Lin did not respond, but looked at Changqing quietly. When he saw the books on the table, he stretched out his hand and put them all away, including the eight methods of governing the city written by Changqing.
"A punishment officer? Are you worthy?" Fang Lin looked at Changqing contemptuously.
He Qing was suddenly shocked. The man in front of him was actually a criminal?
Changqing smiled and threw the executioner's token directly on the table.
"It's just a punishment. Want it? I'll give it to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Lin suddenly clenched his fists.
How much he cares about this official position, Changqing's casual attitude will make him angry.
