When Rong Fei walked out of the north gate and arrived outside Kyoto, Murong Canghai and Bai Zizai were already waiting here.
From a distance, you can see that the two people are arguing about something. When you get closer, you can clearly hear that it is Bai Zizai asking where they went and what they did yesterday.
"How many times do I have to say it, it has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with the Linzhou ruins."
"Do you think I look like a fool?"
"Only a fool would ask such a question."
"Niubi, you don't play according to the routine, you should say it's not like that."
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you."
Murong Canghai turned around impatiently, not wanting to look at Bai Zizai any longer.
Yesterday's development of gunpowder with Rong Fei was not a secret matter, so there was no harm in telling Bai Zizai. But Murong Canghai pretended to be mysterious and vague, which made Bai Zizai suspicious and kept asking questions.
Murong Canghai would not let Bai Zizai off easily.
Seeing Rong Fei coming, Bai Zizai immediately put the question behind his mind, looked at Rong Fei carefully up and down, then he came up and put his arms around his shoulders and whispered with a lewd expression.
"How many times did you do it last night? You don't even look tired at all, but there are good things like secret techniques or secret medicines. We are brothers, and we can't keep good things to ourselves." 33
Rong Fei rolled his eyes and was about to say something back to him when he heard the loud sound of drums.
The sound of drums came from directly south behind the three people.
Today is the day when Jingyuan Hou Chang Gaoyuan will lead the paid army to go on an expedition. The place where the oath of war will take place is outside the south gate.
Amid the rumbling drums, a group of ox-carts and horse-drawn carriages filed out of the city gate and passed by the three of them.
The convoy drove a short distance and suddenly stopped. The curtain of a bullock cart in the middle was opened. Liu Yingrong, dressed in men's clothing, helped a hale and hearty old man with white hair out of the carriage and walked towards Rong Fei and the others.
Although Rong Fei had never met the old man before, he had been fascinated by him for a long time and hurriedly took the initiative to greet him.
"Young boy Rong Fei, I have met the old chief minister."
Liu Chuanfang also smiled and returned the greeting with his hands in hand.
"I am taking the liberty to hope that Bomo from Fencheng will take offense."
"Old Chief Assistant, I've admired you for a long time. It's just that I've been busy with worldly affairs and haven't been able to come to ask for advice. It's because I was rude first."
"Hahaha, two people who were driven out of Kyoto in frustration should not praise each other here. The old man has always heard that Uncle Fencheng is a cheerful person, so he will speak out. If there is anything to offend, Fencheng Just think that the old man is farting."
"Hahaha, the old chief minister is quick to speak, and the boy is all ears."
The fact that Liu Chuanfang could use vulgar words like 'fart' in his mouth showed that he was not a stubborn old-fashioned person, which immediately made Rong Fei feel more at ease.
"The first thing is that Uncle Fencheng has repeatedly solved strange cases in Kyoto these days, brought justice to the people, and eliminated a lot of resentment. I would like to express my gratitude to the people of Kyoto."
"It's a boy's duty, and the old man has made it clear."
Rong Fei replied humbly, but his heart was already filled with joy.
After working so hard these days, I finally heard someone say something. Although it is not as tangible as being promoted and receiving money, and it may be personally praised by the number one official in the officialdom for decades, this kind of spiritual satisfaction cannot be achieved by money and power.
After all, Rong Fei is also a common man, and he is somewhat vain.
"The second thing is that I heard that Uncle Fencheng was approaching the year of his crown ceremony. I was so shameless that I wanted to give Uncle Fencheng a cousin."
Rong Fei was slightly startled when he heard this.
The first time I met the old chief minister, he had to give me a cousin name. It was indeed very abrupt and rude.
But then I thought about it, Liu Chuanfang had been in the officialdom for decades, there was no reason for him to do such an unmeasured thing, so he was probably entrusted by others.
As for the people in Kyoto who could instigate Liu Chuanfang, those two were the only ones.
Emperor Zhu Sheng and Concubine Xian.
After figuring out the joint, Rong Fei quickly handed over his hands knowingly.
"I have my wish, but I dare not invite you."
Liu Chuanfang smiled slightly, took out a folded piece of plain white rice paper with golden background from his sleeve and handed it over.
Rong Fei took the rice paper with both hands and opened it, only to see two large characters in regular script written on it - Shouzheng.
Is Rong Shouzheng right?
It’s not very smooth!
Rong Fei secretly cursed in his heart.
Although he was not satisfied with this expression in his heart, he also knew that it was a warning to him from Emperor Zhu Sheng or Concubine Xian.
Liu Chuanfang saw Rong Fei's eyes twinkling and knew that he had guessed the deep meaning contained in these two words, but he still opened his mouth to explain.
"The execution of Chang Huai'en is certainly very satisfying, but after all, no evidence has been found, and he will be executed for no crime. It will do no good to the majesty of the law. If everyone follows suit in the future, the law will collapse and the consequences will be endless."
After hearing this, Rong Fei folded the gold-sprinkled rice paper and put it into a storage jade ring, and then bowed deeply to Liu Chuanfang.
"Young men, after being taught, will be able to uphold the righteous path and abide by the law in the future."
"So wonderful!"
Liu Chuanfang held Rong Fei's arms and lifted him up, smiling happily.
Then a look of astonishment flashed across the old face.
"There is a third thing, but it is caused by a little selfishness of the old man. I hope Uncle Fencheng can fulfill it."
Rong Fei glanced at Liu Yingrong who was on the side, thinking that this girl was worried that she would regret it, so she took her father out to put pressure on her.
Liu Yingrong, on the other hand, stared at Rong Fei with an unkind look.
"There is a widespread rumor in Kyoto that Uncle Fencheng is a poet descended from the earth, and I can't put it down for Fencheng Uncle's poems and articles. Today I'm afraid we won't see each other again, so I have the audacity to ask for a poem."
It turned out that he was asking for poems. Rong Fei felt a little funny in his heart, and also thought that the old man Liu Chuanfang was a bit cute, so he waved his hand.
"a piece of cake."
Then he put his hands behind his back, raised his face and looked at the sky as if thinking, but in fact he was rummaging through the few items in stock.
At this time, a carriage quickly rushed out of the city gate. When the carriage rushed to the side of the motorcade, a shout was heard from the carriage.
"stop!"
Before the carriage came to a complete stop, three figures jumped out of the carriage. They were Huang Liangyi, Fang Datong and Gao Bin.
"You damn old ghost, you didn't even inform Li Jing in advance, but you don't treat us as friends and look down on the three of us."
Before he even got close, Huang Liangyi was already pointing at Liu Chuanfang and scolding her fiercely.
Liu Chuanfang turned his head to look at the angry three people and put a finger in front of his lips.
"Shh!"
Huang Liangyi didn't know why, but Gao Bin saw Rong Fei, who was pretending to be an expert. He tugged Huang Liangyi's sleeve and signaled with his eyes.
"Yes!"
Rong Fei suddenly said loudly.
"Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, the north wind blows the wild geese and the snow. Don't worry about the road ahead without friends, for no one in the world will know you."
Some people died, but not completely...
