The Prime Minister has something to do

He Houhan opened the envelope a few times, his fingertips trembling slightly.

A few lines of words: See you at Zu Huafeng in Wanzhou on the first day of November this year, and meet your nephew.The signature turned out to be——Qingshan.

He Houhan's thoughts turned sharply: Zu Huafeng... the most famous place in Jianghu, the place where successive martial arts leaders were born.November... is the season when the martial arts conference, the most important event in the world, is held.And Mingqiao...

What does Master want to do?He Houhan was a little puzzled.

Now it's just October, and he has to arrive in Wanzhou before the eighth day of November, and he will leave in about ten days.

He Houhan gritted his teeth suddenly, and simply took this opportunity to hug Mingqiao back.He couldn't resist the temptation...

The unexpected letter seemed to suddenly force him to make a decision.

Not much time left, He Houhan took out the pomegranate jade tablet, and stared at it for a while, the quaint cursive script and the warm jade face, from now on, he will hold it forever...until death.

That night, he entered the palace, His Majesty Cheng En.

The candle burns steadily.

He remained motionless during the whole process, until the end of everything, he quickly moved out from under Chongyuan, endured the discomfort and cold sweat, got up and put on his clothes one by one.

He whispered: "Weichen...resign." He didn't raise his eyes, didn't look, his footsteps were vain, and he left in a hurry, without staying for a moment.

Chong Yuan didn't speak, listened quietly to the sound of his closing the door, sat up and put on his coat, a smile suddenly formed at the corner of his mouth, with a young face, a rare appearance, and a lively expression.He worked every step of the way, and spent so much time and effort. It was so long and difficult that even he himself doubted it.But finally... sooner or later one day will...

At the same time, on this night approaching late autumn, a tall ship slowly docked in the night at Wanghai Cliff, Binzhou, where the former Qiqiao Sect was located.

After the chants and the noise, several people stood at the bow of the boat, their hair was pulled by the wet and salty sea wind blowing in front of them, and they dangled around.

One of the women said nostalgically: "It's back again." Her voice was very delicate, her round cheeks looked like a beautiful pearl in the moonlight, her words were blown away by the wind, showing a trace of sadness.

The man at the side was tall and tall, wearing a multicolored blouse, his peach blossom eyes looked at the ruins half of the cliff collapsed into the sea in a daze, and after a long while, he said softly: "It's been too long, if I hugged him at that time... …Enough."

Chang Si snorted coldly, and said: "You lied to me and married him back then, did you think that today's retribution would be unhappy?"

Jiang Sheng's expression changed, and he changed into a smiling and unscrupulous expression in an instant, and said: "If it weren't for that, would you be able to go to sea with me to seek medical treatment, and study your set of golden needle medicine?"

Chang Si squinted at him and said, "If he is still alive, I will be able to save him."

Jiang Sheng suddenly shook his head slightly, and seemed to be very melancholy: "You were so innocent back then, how did you become such a strange temper now?"

Chang Si ignored him, jumped up on tiptoe, lightly got off the boat with the sea wind and landed on the sandstone, was carrying a medicine box half a person's height on his back, turned around and shouted: "I'm going first! "

Jiang Sheng shook his head and sighed, raised his head to look at the round disk covered with bright and clean moonlight, it was so white everywhere...

His amorous eyes were covered with a layer of transparent sadness by the moonlight, and sprinkled with little hope by the stars. No matter what, he finally came back. As long as there is a person, there is hope.

Listening to the never-ending waves, Jiang Sheng smiled towards the moon.

Not too far or very close to Wanghai Cliff, a man in black held a golden tube in front of his eyes, looking at something. After a while, he took back the golden tube and put it in In his arms, he left quietly.

What memories does the prime minister have (full)

October tenth.

night.

Wo House.

He Houhan lit the candle, and put everything on the table into the package one by one, wound medicine, bank notes, two changes of clothes... Finally, the black knife was removed.

I don't know how long I haven't touched this precious sword. It lay quietly on the table, like a black dragon that has been entrenched for a long time.He Houhan's fingers slowly stroked the blade, it was cold and smooth, and he could faintly smell the smell of metal and blood.

The first person he killed with it was a dead man in the Jiayu Palace of the Imperial Palace.

The second person is an unknown Jiang Hu person, in the mountains and fields heading to Jincun Town.

The third person is a Jiang Hu person whose identity is unknown.

The fourth person is from the rivers and lakes.

The fifth person...is Jiang Sheng.But he survived, and only then did he have all kinds of things in the future...

If he had used more force then, even more...

If Jiang Sheng disappeared, Zhong Tai and his wife would not appear, Ge Changtian might still be imprisoned at Wanghaiya, Prince Yu won...

He Houhan was startled suddenly, panicked in his heart, he just made an assumption of disobedience to the emperor.

He quickly restrained his mind, took out a piece of silk cloth, and carefully wiped the pitch-black blade away from the blade.

At this moment, he suddenly heard light breathing outside the house.

He Houhan remained calm, reached out and picked up a bird-feeding fruit on the table, without looking back, he flicked it outside the house casually.

The paper on the window was thin, and a hole was quietly torn.

Jiang Feixue yelled outside.

He Houhan slightly raised his voice and said: "Girls shouldn't be sneaking around outside the house." After a pause, he said: "Knock the door and come in."

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and then the two thin wooden doors were kicked open by Jiang Feixue.

She stared, raised her eyebrows, and said aggressively, "I'm going tomorrow too!"

He Houhan didn't seem surprised, looked up at her, and asked, "Did you agree to the previous conditions?"

Jiang Feixue pursed her lips, and said in a muffled voice, "I will stop swearing and hitting people in the future!"

He Houhan smiled and said, "Go back to bed early, and get up early tomorrow morning."

Jiang Feixue showed a mocking expression: "I naturally got up earlier than you."

There was no trace of embarrassment on He Houhan's face, but instead he said with a half-smile: "No matter how early you get up...it depends on when I leave."

Jiang Feixue choked, walked out angrily, and slammed the door hard with a bang.

He Houhan shook his head slightly and smiled, Jiang Feixue's temperament must be strict, first of all, she should not be too compliant with her, and she must understand that not just being fierce can solve all problems.

The next day, dawn.

It was not the first time for He Houhan to take someone on the road, nor was it the first time to share a ride with someone.

The first person is Chong Yuan, a one-month itinerary.

Immediately afterwards there was another girl, Chang Si, half a month old.

This was the third time that He Houhan was familiar with driving, hugged Jiang Feixue by the waist and put him on the horse.

The groom of the He Mansion had originally brought two or three horses to be picked up by the Empress Dowager, but when Jiang Feixue saw this, she became overwhelmed, twisted her body very uncooperatively, and shouted loudly: "I want to ride a horse by myself! Give me a ride!" match!"

Seeing her making a lot of noise, He Houhan seemed to have returned to the time when he first met Chang Si.

one more time...

He Houhan was helpless in his heart, but there was a bit of coldness on his face, he suddenly let go, and said, "Then you can ride by yourself." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and patted the horse's hip hard.

The horse was startled, neighed, hoofed and ran away.

Jiang Feixue also reacted quickly, yelled, and immediately leaned over and grabbed the horse's mane.She had a strong hand, so that the horse, startled and hurt, ran faster.

Seeing that her face was getting paler and paler, it seemed that she was about to be thrown off.

He Houhan had been staring at her from afar, but at this moment he suddenly grabbed the rein from the groom who was standing there, turned on the horse, clamped the horse's belly, and the horse raised its front hooves and galloped wildly and go.

His timing was perfect, and at the very moment, he was facing Jiang Feixue's terrified eyes, leaned out obliquely, held the horse rope with one hand, and wrapped Jiang Feixue's body with the other, and with a light lift, he brought her away. Got to myself right away.

He Houhan didn't rein in the horse, but urged the horse to continue galloping. Jiang Feixue was still in shock, and tightly grasped his sleeves with both hands.

He Houhan lowered his head slightly and asked, "Do you still want to ride the horse by yourself? I will leave the horseback."

Jiang Feixue trembled all over, and said loudly: "No, no, I won't ride anymore." She leaned back even harder as she spoke.

He Houhan had a small furry head sticking to his chest honestly, and he couldn't help being in a good mood, smiling and swinging the horse rope as he headed towards the west city gate.

Fancheng, Wanzhou is the junction of Jiangnan and the Central Plains, with a pleasant climate in all seasons.

He Houhan led Jiang Feixue all the way on horseback, as if he was chasing the pace of the seasons every day. When he arrived in Wanzhou, the weather was almost the same as it was in the capital half a month ago.

Jiang Feixue grew up in Dongzhou, but had never been to Wanzhou, which is adjacent to Dongzhou.The area of ​​Wanzhou is three to four times that of Dongzhou, and the degree of prosperity cannot be compared.

This prosperity is different from the atmosphere of the capital. Even the signboard of a small restaurant is carved with butterfly opera flowers. The streets and alleys, when you look at it, you will feel delicate and exquisite.

He Houhan knew that Jiang Feixue's mind was crazy, she kept swaying from side to side on the horseback, wishing to go down immediately and take a closer look.

However, he only felt that he was a little too tired from the journey, and his mental and physical strength was not as good as it was three years ago, so he planned to follow Jiang Feixue and quickly find an inn to settle down.

Although the innkeeper was smiling, he always had an air of indifference, and his words were generally casual: "There is no place, guest officer, please change to another store."

He Houhan took out a piece of broken silver, spread it out in his hand, and asked again: "Do you have two upper rooms?"

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up first, and then he said unwillingly: "Guest officer, I really want to have one, but look at the crowds here. You must also be here to participate in the martial arts conference. You know in your heart that there are so many people here." !"

He Houhan felt a little worried