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Sighing helplessly, Su Changjin still nodded, "Master is used to wandering clouds and wild cranes, so I almost met him face to face when we were in southern Xinjiang."
Su Changjin then told what happened in southern Xinjiang, how some of her people rescued Xue Daotong, and also told about his friendship with his master.
"In the end, he found out that Daoren Xue was rescued, but he never showed his face."
As Su Changjin said, he couldn't help thinking about it.
Leaving aside other things for the time being, his master is just a little bit good.
I am too relieved of my apprentices, and my playful heart is heavy. After teaching the seven brothers and sisters, they are now in a state of stocking.
Fu Yi nodded clearly.
How could he not understand his master's temper.
"Brother, how long will you stay in Chang'an this time?"
To be honest, Su Changjin naturally hoped that his senior brother could stay longer.
Fuyi looked at her, and slightly parted his lips, "It depends."
Su Changjin understood, and never asked him what was going on, he wanted someone to clean up his place, but Fuyi flatly refused her.
"I have a residence in Chang'an City, and staying in the Prince Regent's Mansion, it will inevitably be inconvenient to do things."
Hearing what he said, Su Changjin naturally did not force himself.
However, I always feel that after going through that incident, even though Fuyi is right in front of my eyes, she has become a little weird.
…
Tonight's Prince Regent's Mansion is a hodgepodge.
Not to mention Beiming Ruixue and Gong Qiu, Song Yingshi brought Beiming Wuji to dinner at night.
Nan Qiyuan had already acquiesced in his existence, so Beiming Wuji was naturally confident, but except for Su Changjin and others, Wen Fuxiang didn't know his identity.
Therefore, even though Su Changjin had some complaints about the arrival of these people, he didn't say anything on the surface.
It's fine for Beiming Ruixue, after all, the two have always been at odds.
But she and Beiming Wuji have been extremely close since childhood. Over the years, due to those reasons, they have never given each other any good looks. They haven't seen each other in the past two years. It is indeed a bit uncomfortable to meet again.
"What wind brought you here..." Gong Qiu blinked at Beiming Wuji who was opposite him, and then quickly turned his gaze to Song Yingshi next to him, "General Song."
"Naturally, it's the northwest wind blowing, smelling the smell of rice and coming here!" Beiming Ruixue was not to be outdone, and she had a good mouth.
It has to be said that the two of Beiming Wuji happened to be in time for dinner, and they came at the right time.
Looking at it this way, Gong Qiu and Beiming Ruixue were sitting together, and the two of them would utter sarcastic remarks from time to time, they really seemed to be a gang.
"Naturally, His Majesty asked me to come and walk around more. Not only that, His Majesty also said that the concubine and the prince are not coaxing you to play every day. When you come to play or eat, you must remember to pay." Anyway, there is Beiming Wuji supporting him. What he said now is the imperial decree, and Song Yingshi will naturally not be cowardly.
"Xiao Songsong, aren't you passing on a false imperial decree?" Gong Qiu looked at him suspiciously, but in a blink of an eye he changed into a miserable face, "Xiao Jiu, you have to pay for your uncle to come to see you, what's natural, you have to do justice for uncle!"
Su Changjin and Wen Fuxiang were sitting on the other side, watching the four great actors, originally they didn't want to get involved in their performances, but Gong Qiu suddenly pulled her out of the water.
Gong Qiu blinked her big shining eyes, and forcefully squeezed out a few tears, flickering and flickering, really pitiful.
"They're all from my own family, so there's no need to speak in two languages."
On the side, Wen Fuxiang, who had been quiet all this time, spoke.
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(end of this chapter)