First Lady of the Crown Prince

   Chapter 695

Tianqiong Academy is on holiday today. Gu Jiao heard the passing merchants say when he was going to the market to buy vegetables. The Master of the National Normal University returned to Shengdu in the middle of the night, and there was a line outside the National Teacher’s Hall early in the morning to see the national teacher. Long dragon.

  "Do so many people want to meet the national teacher?"

  The vegetable vendor asked the merchant who was drinking soy milk at the stall next door, and said to Gu Jiao, "Ten knives."

  Gu Jiao handed ten knife coins to the vegetable vendor, and put two fresh big pots into the small back basket behind her.

The merchants drank half a bowl with guts, and then said profusely: "Well, isn’t that? It’s been three miles! The carriage almost can’t get past! If I didn’t rush out of the city to do business, I would go there too. row!"

  The last time Gu Jiao went to the National Teacher’s Hall to inquire about the whereabouts of the National Teacher, the eldest disciple Ye Qing told her that if the National Teacher is early, he will come back at the beginning of the month, and at the end of the month at the latest.

  No need to wait until the end of the month is naturally the best. After all, Gu Yan’s condition becomes more serious as it is delayed.

  Gu Jiao returned to the house with the food she bought.

   "I'm back." Sister Nan looked at the sweat on her forehead and hurriedly took her small back basket and said, "I didn't expect Shengdu to be so hot this year. Are you bored?"

   is talking about Gu Jiao's chest.

  Gu Jiao has grown so well in the past two years. In order to cover the woman's body, she had to wrap her around tightly, and Nan Shiniang heated it up for her.

  Gu Jiao said: "It's okay."

  Can bear it.

  Mr. Nan said distressed: "It's really hard for you. I have boiled mint water. It will be fine in a while."

   "Mr. Nan, I won't drink anymore. I want to go into the inner city." Gu Jiao said, "The national teacher is back."

  Nan Shiniang's eyes lit up: "Really?"

  Gu Jiao nodded: "Well, I just heard the news at the market, so I want to try my luck and see if I can see the national teacher."

Sister Nan looked at Gu Yan who was lethargic and soaking in the sun under the corridor, and realized that Gu Yan's condition could not be delayed any longer: "Is the earlier the operation, the better the chance of cure?"

   "Yes." Gu Jiao said. If it takes too long, the surgery may be useless.

  Mr. Nan didn't keep her anymore, and asked Master Lu to prepare a carriage for Gu Jiao.

  Gu Jiao took the token of the Six Kingdoms Chess in the room. She rummaged on the table and looked for it: "Huh? Where's the token? I obviously put it here."

"Here."

  Mr. Meng appeared at the door, holding a kit in his hand with the token inside.

   "Oh." Gu Jiao walked over and took the kit, "Oh, you took it."

  Mr. Meng said casually: "Just, take it. Are you planning to go to the city alone?"

   "Yes." Gu Jiao said.

  Mr. Meng cleared his throat: "Should you not take me?"

  Gu Jiao looked at him with a weird look: "What will I do with you?"

  Mr. Meng said: "Go to the Palace of the National Teacher?"

  Gu Jiao sternly said: "The national teacher knows the Six Nations Chess Saint, you will be able to wear it when you go."

  True·Six Nations Chess Saint·Mr. Meng Lao: "..."

   Thinking of something, Gu Jiao said: "No, you still have to go, otherwise you won't be able to enter the city for a while."

  However, Mr. Meng really needs to go to the city today. He is going to meet someone, who is near the National Teacher’s Hall and goes on the road with Gu Jiao.

  Master Lu prepared the carriage. Master Lu planned to use another horse, but the king beat Master Lu and his companions together, and then it came out to pull the cart with great strength!

  It has not forgotten to put Gu Jiao’s small medicine box and small back basket into the carriage. It can be said that the service is very attentive!

  After Gu Jiao got in the carriage, Mr. Meng also got in.

  Gu Jiao put down the curtain and said to the horse king: "Okay, let's go."

  The horse king opened his mouth wide, raised his front hoof, and ran out with a swish!

  Mr. Meng was caught off guard, he leaned back and bumped into the car wall!

  The horse king ran so swiftly!

  The oncoming wind blows up, blowing the car curtain high up, crashing around on the car wall, crackling.

Mr. Meng was blown out of love, and he spread his arms against the wall of the car behind him without any resistance. He felt that his eyes could not be opened, even the folds on his face. It was blown flat.

  What kind of crazy horse is this?

  The carriage is galloping fast on the street, and when you see the car, it will overtake and run forward!

  By the time he stopped and passed the checkpoint of the inner city gate, Mr. Meng had already been blown into a blasted lion.

  This time, Mr. Meng did not turn his head and say shameful lines by Gu Jiao. The reason was that the guards who guarded the city saw the token of the Six Kingdoms Chess and let him go.

Mr. Meng breathed a sigh of relief.

  The King of Horses has never been to the Palace of the National Teacher, so he still has to show the way.

After entering the inner city, Gu Jiao sat in the outer seat of the carriage.

  Today's Shengdu was extremely congested, and the carriage stopped halfway after a short time.

  Above a teahouse on the side of the street, and in the side room on the second floor facing the street, a man in his thirties in a black shirt sits in front of the window, looking at the traffic that is too blocked to move.

  One of the carriages attracted his attention.

  The carriage itself is nothing new, mainly the horse.

  The other horses stayed in place, but it couldn’t calm down and looked around to catch butterflies.

   "What stupid horse is this?" The man muttered, after a while, his eyes followed the horse to the coachman.

  The driver is a Tsing Yi boy with a red birthmark on his left face.

   "Is it him?" The corner of the man's lips twitched slightly, "He actually entered the inner city."

  Han Shizi followed his gaze and quickly spotted Gu Jiao on the carriage. He frowned: "Xiao Liulang? Master, do you know him?"

  The man who was called by Han Shizi as the master was Qi Xuan, the former senior brother of Sister Nan.

Qi Xuan looked at the boy in Tsing Yi who was sitting on the carriage and was stuck in a traffic jam with a deep grudge, and smiled lightly: "I told you that last time I ran into my former junior in Tangmen. Also. One thing I didn’t say was that there were interesting people around my junior sister."

   "That's Xiao Liulang?" Han Shizi was surprised.

   Qi Xuan smiled and said, "I think, I guessed who killed Nangong Li."

  Han Shizi frowned and said, "Are you trying to say that the murderer is Xiao Liulang?"

  Qixuan smiled and shook the tea cup in his hand: "Apart from him, I can't think of anyone else."

  Han Shizi shook his head: "How can he kill Nangong Li with his martial arts? Nangong Li broke his arm, but even so, Xiao Liulang is definitely not an opponent of Nangong Li."

  Qixuan said: "He defeated a few Shaolin monks last time, I remember that you are forbidden to use internal force in the kicking game."

  Han Shizi said, "Yes."

Qi Xuan said with a smile: "You can defeat Shaolin body refining monks without using internal force. How many people do you think can do this in today's Sheng? Also, haven't the results of the autopsy come out? Nangong Li suffered no internal injuries. He was killed by someone piercing his heart with a branch as a spear. As far as I know, only the Xuanyuan family's marksmanship can do this."

  Han Shizi was shocked.

Qi Xuan looked at the young man on the carriage: "When I went to meet my little junior sister, I had fought against this Xiao Liulang. Although he only made one move, I can be sure that he used the Xuanyuan family at the time. Marksmanship!"

  Han Shizi frowned: "Two doubts, one, why did he kill Nangongli? Two, how could he use Xuanyuan's marksmanship?"

Qi Xuan took a sip of tea: "I don't know, this young man seems to have a lot of secrets hidden in him. Don't you tell me, did the Han family find out that Nangong Li had secretly visited Zhaoguo not long ago? Not long after he came back, Shengdu came A few people from Zhaoguo, don't you think this has anything to do with it?"

Han Shizi said: "My second uncle guessed that those Zhaoguo people were masters brought by Nangong Li from Zhaoguo, and their purpose was to deal with our Han family. However, if it is true that Master said, Nangong Li died by Xiao Liulang's hands. Then Xiao Liulang and the Nangong family are not in the same group."

  Qixuan smiled and said: “The relationship between people is not limited to friends, but can also be confrontation. Maybe Nangong Li has offended anyone in Zhaoguo.”

  Han Shizi pondered for a moment, and said with a serious face: "If Xiao Liulang is really so good, then the Han family may be able to abandon the previous suspicions and consider using him for his own use."

  Qixuan faintly put down his tea cup, picked up a plate of crab cakes, looked at the delicate and delicious crab cakes, and said, "I'm afraid you can't buy him."

  Han Shizi puzzled: "Why did Master say this?"

  Qixuan motioned with his eyes: "Do you remember when you were sacked on the street? Here, that kid did it."

  Han Shizi was shocked: "How could it be... him?"

Qi Xuan said: "I found half of the flower needle that broke into the wall when you had an accident. That is the hidden weapon my junior sister loves most. It will never be my junior sister who attacked you. My junior junior sister 30 A lot, the body shape is still different from that of a young person."

  Han Shizi recalled: "The one who attacked me that day... was indeed a teenager."

   Qi Xuan said with emotion: "This kid is really not easy. He knows the Xuanyuan family's marksmanship and the hidden weapons of our Tang Sect."

  Han Shizi's expression is complicated: "It's really not easy to dare to offend the two great families at once."

  Qixuan looked at the street that was beginning to be dredged, his smile gradually faded, and said solemnly: "Offend? No, he didn't pay attention to the family at all."

  (End of this chapter)