Happy Little Scholar

Ruoqing is like a god, coming in the glow of the sun and leaving in the rainbow.

She waved her sleeves and took away not a single cloud, but the faith of many believers.

Ruoqing took away their faith, and Xu Zheng took away their bodies. This was the first group of Qi believers they conquered, and they were the core elite of the holy religion in Qi.

These elites all fell under Xiaocui's prism.

Li Yi has always felt that compared with all kinds of people in the world, these fanatic believers are the simplest and most innocent. There will be no intrigues between them, and dealing with them is not tiring at all.

They only believe in the Empress. If the Empress asks them to do evil, they will do evil. If the Empress asks them to do good, they will do good. If they can be properly guided and purified, compared with the dirty and chaotic court, this will be a clean stream in the world.

Xiaocui put away her prism, picked up the mirror in the water, and took away the basin of water in the yard.

For advanced players, just using these things and adding two assistants can bring people a visual feast.

When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his merit and fame.

Of course, she didn't really retire. She just went to the mall with Xiaozhu Xiaohuan. In the mall today, they could take back everything they could bring.

Li Yi felt that it was necessary to discuss with Ruo Qing to make her a rainbow saint or something. Not to mention other things, she could stand on her own with her ability to make rainbows in a day.

After today, almost all the historical problems in Shuzhou have been solved, and Li Yi can wait with peace of mind for his two ------ three little ladies to marry.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is not a big enough bed at home. Today I will go over and ask Uncle Han to help build one...

…

Deep in the Chaos Land, somewhere deep in the mountains.

Three extremely embarrassed figures came out of the woods and stood on a relatively wide mountain road. They finally couldn't help laughing.

These three people are naturally Fang Yu, the right protector of the Holy Cult, and the two purple-clothed envoys.

It has been more than a month since they fled all the way that night.

That day, they were chased by dozens of experts. They just ran for their lives and lost their direction. They wandered in the mountains like headless flies for so long. They slept in the open and fought through thorns and thorns, and finally found the right path...

They suffered a lot along the way. At this time, Fang Yu's clothes were in tatters, his face was covered with dirt, and his hair was sticky. The two purple envoys beside him were not much better than him. They even looked... Be more embarrassed.

A purple-clothed envoy looked at him and asked in a hoarse voice: "Dharma protector, where are we going now?"

"Although the road is wrong, the direction is correct." Fang Yu looked ahead and gritted his teeth and said, "Go to Qi State first and meet up with the empress. After finishing the affairs in Qi State, come back and catch all Li Yi and those bald heads!"

This time, he fell into the tricks of those bald heads. Not only did he fail to catch Li Yi, he almost got himself involved.

Those holy cult elites that he can mobilize will probably not end well if they fall into their hands.

The losses were so great that even the base in the chaotic land was lost. After returning to Qi this time, I am afraid that I will be punished by the empress. But don’t worry too much about this. Blood is thicker than water. Even if the empress is angry again, I won't do anything to him.

It's just that I can't swallow the breath in my heart.

If things on the Qi side can proceed smoothly, this small loss will be nothing.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, as long as he had his wife, he really didn't want to face Li Yi alone...

The most important thing right now is to find some suitable clothes.

"You three, stop!" A loud voice suddenly came from behind, and several figures quickly rushed out of the jungle, surrounding them.

A fierce man at the head looked at them and said: "I'm going to rob you. Hand over all the valuable things you have. If I'm in a good mood, I can let you go..."

As he spoke, his voice became quieter.

Just because the three people in front of me are really, really...

Too shabby...

His face was covered with dirt. He hadn’t washed his face for who knows how long. The clothes on his body had long been tattered into rags, and they couldn’t even cover his crotch. It was so obvious that he couldn’t figure it out. How could they still put valuable money on them? Where are the things hidden?

The fierce man looked at them, waved his hands impatiently, and said: "Forget it, forget it, it's unlucky for me to meet you three paupers. It's really unlucky for me to let you go today. Why don't you get out!"

Fang Yu didn't roll away, he was looking at the leading man's bald head in trance.

When he saw this bald man, Wang Wei's hateful face would appear in his mind.

Since more than a month ago, what he hates most has changed from wasting food to being bald.

The fierce man looked at them and asked, "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what the uncle said?"

Fang Yu looked at him again and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Ha, bald...

This is already the border of Qi State on the other side. No matter how fast those bald heads are, they can't come here, so the bald heads in front of him are definitely not the bald heads he hates.

But..., they are all bald...

For some reason, the bald and fierce man suddenly felt cold all over and shivered inexplicably.

Fang Yu and the two purple-clad envoys began to walk in the direction of those people.

"What do you want to do?"

"court death!"

"You guys, why are you taking off my clothes!"

"No, no, big brother, a good man, a hero, I'll give you the socks, can you leave a piece of crotch cloth for you?"

"It's cold, please leave some pants to wear..., please, brother!"

…

Only a quarter of an hour later, there were people lying on the mountain path, but the three people were nowhere to be seen.

The bald man in the lead had been beaten so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He collapsed on the ground and his body was twitching unconsciously. Although the other people were not tortured like him, there were three of them, all naked, including shoes, socks and clothes. Not even a crotch cloth.

They squatted down, crossed their arms, and looked at their companions around them tremblingly.

"Let me borrow some pants to wear..."

"We are all brothers, don't be so stingy..."

"No pants, just socks..."

…

Kyoto.

The King of Shu was captured by King Jing in Shuzhou and has been secretly escorted to Kyoto. Except for the royal family and numerous high-ranking officials in the court, the common people and officials in the capital were kept in the dark about this matter.

After all, the affairs of the Cui family are not trivial, and are equivalent to conspiracy. Although this matter has passed a long time ago, it is related to the royal family. Once the King of Shu comes back, it will surely become the focus of attention of the people and officials of Kyoto.

At the entrance of the palace, the eunuch who had already received the news stood there quietly waiting.

At some point, a carriage appeared in his eyes. The carriage came from a distance and slowly stopped.

The carriage looked very old and had obviously traveled a lot of distance.

A young man jumped out of the carriage, opened the curtain of the carriage, let a eunuch in the palace take a look, and asked: "Look, is this the King of Shu?"

The eunuch looked at it carefully, compared it with the portrait in his hand, nodded and said, "It is undoubtedly the King of Shu."

"As long as it's the King of Shu." The young man took the notebook and pen, handed them to him, and said, "If you confirm that the goods are okay, please sign for them."

"Thank you for your hard work, brother..." The eunuch cupped his hands and said with a smile.

In order to deceive others, the person who secretly escorted the King of Shu from Shuzhou to Kyoto was not a postman but a bodyguard.

Not long after this "Shunfeng Escort Agency" was established, its branches have spread all over the states of Jingguo. Whether it is sending letters or delivering goods, the logistics speed is only inferior to the imperial court's 800-mile expedited service. It is also very reputable and rarely used. Error, although the price is more expensive, it is also very popular among ordinary merchants.

The eunuch was already familiar with this. He took the pen and paper and said, "Please wait here for a moment. I will take it back and have His Majesty sign it before sending it out..."