After getting on the carriage, the little girl Sheng Yingting fell asleep under the bumps almost as soon as she got on the carriage. Her little head was like a heavy ear of rice, swaying from side to side with the ups and downs of the carriage. Her eyes seemed to be closed, as if she would fall into a sweet dream at any time.

Zhu Qingshan was driving in front, while Sheng Yingting slept with her little head leaning on Zhao Qingpei's arm. Zhao Qingpei's arm firmly supported Sheng Yingting's sleepy little head.

Her hair fell down on his arms like a waterfall, like a piece of soft satin, swaying gently with the bumps of the carriage.

Zhao Qingpei gently touched Sheng Yingting's soft hair.

It’s so easy to touch, no wonder some people always like to touch their partner’s head.

Zhu Qingshan's driving skills were not very proficient, but he had already arrived at Luyang City before the sky darkened.

Luyang City's population is only twice as small as Linzo City's. The security in Luyang City is several levels higher than that in Yunzhou City.

It's easy to get out but hard to get in. Even if you use a road disc, you have to check it carefully.

Especially during this period, it is the Luyang City Night Festival.

The supervision is even stricter.

Night Festival is a festival unique to Luyang City.

There are seven days every three months for lively trading.

Curfew lifted, 84 hours of carnival.

At the same time, because of the entire Luyang City. There are a large number of aristocratic families gathered. The powerful clans have put great effort into their own safety.

Within the scope allowed by the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, they made Luyang City almost the safest city.

Zhao Qingpei randomly found an inn to rest temporarily.

There is also a pretty capable person in Luyang City.

Pirates of Saint - Pirates of Chi.

Thief Saint is a nominal title.

It's just because of his superb unique skills and lightness skills coupled with his unlocking ability.

There is nothing the arrester can do to capture this Thief Saint.

Especially during night festivals like Luyang City, it was his time for carnival.

It is not particularly easy for him to win.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Qingpei talked about the problem of guest rooms. Due to the festival, there are not many guest rooms available for accommodation.

There are only two rooms left in the entire inn.

"teacher.."

"Just call me sir outside."

"Sir, there happen to be two more rooms, otherwise I would sleep in the carriage today."

"No, Sheng Yingting and I share a room, you can do whatever you want."

What you mean by casual is don't bother yourself, sleep in the carriage or in the guest room as you wish.

Zhao Qingpei didn't care about the small number of guest rooms. Anyway, he was "blind" and couldn't see anything.

Due to the festival, Luyang City is quite lively during this period.

When Sheng Yingting heard these words, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an imperceptible blush appeared on her face. She glanced at Zhao Qingpei excitedly, feeling a surge of anticipation and nervousness in her heart.

The excited little hands were clenching slightly while supporting Zhao Qingpei to walk, and the other hand was holding the corner of his clothes and rubbing them tightly.

After she and Zhu Qingshan came to the guest room respectively, in order to relieve the tension, Sheng Yingting pretended to be calm and walked to the bed.

Start packing your luggage and clothes.

She neatly folded the clothes that needed to be changed, and asked someone to burn a large bathtub and put it in the room.

Zhao Qingpei "groped" alone to the window of the inn.

There were bustling crowds outside the window, and the whole street was decorated with lights.

Zhao Qingpei murmured softly.

It's almost time.

"Ying Ting asks the shopkeeper for some bamboo strips and weaves some circles."

"Bamboo strips? Circles?"

Zhao Qingpei made some gestures.

"Such a big one."

She didn't know what the young master needed these bamboo strips to weave circles for, so Sheng Yingting nodded and agreed.

"Sir, how many are needed?"

"Ying Ting."

"Um?"

"There is no one around at this time, so I have to call my husband."

Sheng Yingting's face turned red.

I usually dare to do it without any problem, but now I am a little shy after being corrected by Zhao Qingpei.

He turned around and ran around, saying, "Mr. Prime Minister, I'll go get ready right now."

"About a hundred, we have to hurry up, otherwise it will be too late."

I don’t know if the girl heard it or not, but after she finished speaking, there was a slamming of the door.

"Why are you so impatient now?"

Zhao Qingpei also looked at the movement outside the window.

As for the capable people and strangers in his memory, he didn't know their faces, so he could only draw them out.

How to draw out Pi Chi is to rely on the bamboo circle that Zhao Qingpei asked Sheng Yingting to make.

There is a special scam, or a special way of making money.

In the inn, he was lying on the hard bed in a green shirt, his body slightly sideways, his right hand bent and constantly rubbing his waist.

For a seventy-year-old man like him, driving a carriage was too painful.

It’s really frustrating.

Zhu Qingshan only felt sore all over. Haoran Zhengqi did not have a terrifying physique like a warrior. The bumps along the way and the constant pulling of the reins of the carriage almost destroyed his body until he could not straighten up.

Even the powerful Haoran righteousness only nourishes the body and nourishes life for a longer time.

The seventy-year-old Zhu Qingshan was really suffering and couldn't express his pain. At this time, he also remembered how relaxed his apprentice Jiaqing was when he drove him.

Only now did Zhu Qingshan realize that this was not an easy task. After rubbing his waist for a long time, Zhu Qingshan's hands also felt very sore and he could only turn his body over, lying flat on the wooden bed. He had not experienced this for a long time. Fatigue filled my mind.

Under this feeling, the chaotic thoughts were emptied.

In Zhu Qingshan's mind, he began to recall the Tao Te Ching that Zhao Qingpei taught him a few days ago.

However, this time Zhu Qingshan just kept repeating the "Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao..." in the Tao Te Ching.

After a long time, a flash of inspiration flashed past.

For a moment, Zhu Qingshan was so excited that he even stretched out his hands while lying on the bed, trying to catch the vague spiritual light.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed something empty.

That ray of light was still not caught by Zhu Qingshan, and a moment of regret came to his heart.

At this time, Zhu Qingshan's eyes widened and he seemed to understand something!

this! This is sir’s lesson!

“It seems that this is sir’s good intention!!”

Zhu Qingshan stood up slowly, supporting his waist.

The soreness in her body turned into a sense of accomplishment, and Zhu Qingshan understood that this was a new kind of teaching that belonged to the teacher! !

The most terrifying thing for people is to imagine that Zhao Qingpei is really just using Zhu Qingshan as a groom.

Although it is immoral to let a seventy-year-old man work as a groom.

But once Zhao Qingpei failed to win the championship, he became a "blind man" again.

No one can kidnap him morally.

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