011 Back to the capital after a four-year absence!
Bei Mingxun was a distinguished guest, so he naturally had to be accommodated in the temple hall.
At the back of the palace, in the bright yellow bedroom, wisps of sandalwood overflowed.
"You want me to go to the capital?" Nangong Baiye, who was half leaning on the soft couch, raised a nice eyebrow: "Old man, what are you planning?"
The old monk drank the daughter's wine brought by the third prince, his beard half raised, not very funny: "Disciple, you have been wronged as a teacher. I am afraid that you and Xiaomei will be too boring if you stay in the mountain for a long time.
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"I'm not bored." Nangong Baiye yawned.
"I'm not bored either." Nangong Xiaomiao's little body lay on the chair, her soft little hands pulled the old monk's beard again and again, and she smiled happily.
The old monk stared: "I'm just bored!"
"Then tell me honestly why you suddenly asked me to go to the capital." Nangong Baiye winked at the little man, indicating that he could stop.
Nangong Xiaomiao then let go of his hand and breathed towards the old monk: "Grandpa, Xiaomiao, let me blow it for you. It doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt anymore."
The old monk was helpless and rubbed the little man into his arms with a doting look on his face. Could it be that he was serious: "The capital has not been very peaceful recently. Weird cases have happened one after another. So Bei Mingxun went up the mountain in the hope that he could return to the capital."
, but I really can’t spare the time as a teacher, and I have to take over the royal business.”
"Royal business?" Nangong Baiye suddenly laughed.
Nangong Xiaomiao's eyes shone: "Isn't that a lot of money?"
Mother and son looked at each other and almost said in unison: "Let's take it!"
The next day, the sun was just right and the temperature was suitable, making it perfect for travel.
Nangong Xiaomiao was standing on the warmest top of the mountain, with a small schoolbag on his back, sunglasses made for him by his mother on his face, a clean monk's robe on his body, and a small tomato in his mouth.
, the little face is pink and tender, handsome and cute!
Liu Yun trembled with his fingers: "Master, are you really okay with the two of them following us back to Beijing?"
Bei Mingxun didn't say anything, but looked at the Demon-Conquering Master with a warm smile.
"Don't worry, little benefactor, the disciples taught by the old monk, if they don't take action, they will be a blockbuster." The old monk smiled along his gray beard and rolled his eyes.
Bei Mingxun stood up: "Since the master said this, I am relieved. Liuyun, pack your things and we will return to the capital."
"Yes!" Liu Yun lowered his head and began to arrange the carriage. His eyes looked at the mother and son basking in the sun from time to time. He really couldn't see anything special about this woman...
Nangong Baiye didn't care what he thought of her. He lowered his head and stuffed a lot of tomatoes into the little man's backpack, and said with a smile: "Eat sparingly."
"Yeah!" Nangong Xiaomiao nestled in her arms obediently, her big eyes beating with excitement.
Nangong Baiye couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed the little man.
It has been four years. In the past, the master's job for them was to guard tombs. After all, once the things in the ancient tombs were unearthed and entered the market, it would mean death...
Normally, after scaring away the tomb robbers, she would hand over something to the old man to recite, to get rid of the evil spirits, and earn some pocket money to spend.
But this is the first time for me to travel far away by car like this.
No wonder this kid is so happy.
However, the capital...heh.
She really should go back and give a "big gift" to the General's Mansion and Nangong Yuan...