Chapter 335: Class teacher

Chapter 335
"Clearing and stealing, the character is bad, but Qin Princess holds her handle, forcing her to poison people, and the character is even worse. If things are spread out, the Qing dynasty is defeated, and Qin Princess is not so good..." Song Tian asked Qin Yuyan, cold and cold opening.
Qin Yuyan's beautiful little face is slightly black and white: "What does Wu Anhou mean?"
"The things you do are not very glorious. Once you are sent out, it is not good for anyone. If you want to go through this matter completely, the grievances between you will be written off. From now on, you will take your Yangguan Road. She crossed her wooden bridge and did not interfere with each other..." Song Tian asked coldly.
"That is natural!" Qin Yuyan nodded gently, and his voice was proud: Song Qingyi was already a waste of no use value, even if Song Tian asked not to say, she is not prepared to have any involvement with Song Qingyi...
"I hope Qin Princess can keep his promise and keep his promise. Don't be like this today, it's good to be a good one!" Song Tian asked cold eyes to see Qin Yuyan, and his eyebrows were scornful.
Qin Yuyan is gloomy and has a word: "Song Qingyi, she is not bad, can't blame the palace. As for this matter, as long as Hou is tight-lipped, the palace is absolutely convinced..."
"That's best, if Qin Princess is coming to disturb the Qing Dynasty, the blame is not welcome!" Song Tian asked the cold and dropped the sentence, turned around, and walked away without going back.
Listening to the footsteps that he gradually drifted away, Qin Yuyan looked gloomy and terrible, but it was a second-rate Wu Anhou, who even dared to threaten her, really not self-reliant...
Murong Xue stood in the hidden corner, looking at Song Tian, ​​who was gradually walking away, Song Qingyi, and then look at the dark and dark Qin Yuyan, his eyes are faint: Song Tian asked this is... and Qin Yuyan completely enemies!
Song Tian asked, Qin Yuyan is not so easy to be willing to give up, and they have eaten such a small loss in the hands of the other party, between them, it is estimated that they will not be so flat as they agreed...
"People are gone, what are you looking at?" A clear male voice suddenly rang in the ear, soft, soft, like a breeze blowing...
Murong Xue stunned and turned his head quickly. He was facing a pair of deep and narrow eyes, and there was a little joke in the ink-colored eyes...
Murong Xue quickly stepped back a few steps and opened the distance with him. He looked at him without any anger: "Mu Liufeng, can you not make a sound when you walk? Is it a ghost, want to scare people?"
Mu Liufeng spread his hands and eyes full of eyes: "I deliberately aggravated the footsteps. You see Song Tian asked, Qin Yuyan looked too ecstatic, did not hear..."
Her ear strength, vigilance has always been good, if Mu Liufeng did not use light power to float to her side, she can certainly hear, but also deliberately aggravated footsteps, who lied?
Murong Xue did not breathe a smug look at the flow of maple, not salty and not light: "How are you here?"
"Nature is to drink tea." Mu Liufeng smiled slightly, carrying a paper bag down to Murong Xue: "This is the tea I just packed, the taste is very good, do you want to taste?"
The faint hot air overflowed through the oil paper, filled in the air, making people drooling, but Murong Xue did not have the slightest taste. He shook his head gently: "I am not hungry, can't eat..."
Looking at her slightly disgusted gaze, Mu Liufeng gently raised his eyebrows: "What good food did you have for lunch? How many cakes can you eat?"
Murong Xue had a faint gaze. She didn’t have any meals at noon. She thought that the cockroach that had been poisoned, she didn’t have any taste...
"Wang Daren..."
"Li Daren..."
"Mu Rong adults..."
A greeting from the passengers was introduced into the ear. Murong Xue followed the sound and saw that Murong Jian, wearing an official uniform and wearing an official hat, walked forward with a few colleagues and said that the relationship was very harmonious...
Murong Jian returned to Beijing for a few months, and he was so familiar with the officials who lived in Beijing for a long time. They also talked very much. They were not alienated, and they were so crowded. The ability was really good...
"You second uncle is an old fox, slick and savvy, very savvy!" Mu Liufeng went to the window and looked at the smiling face of Murong Jian, whispered.
"Seeing it!" Murong Xue's eyes are faint: Murong Jian is also a person who has been mixed in the officialdom for more than ten years. Naturally, he is mixed up: "Now it's not time to kneel down. They are talking and laughing, they are going to where?"
Mu Liu Feng looked at the direction of their march, faintly said: "It should be to the South Gate!"
"Where to go there?" Murong Xue's inexplicable eyebrows.
"Nature is to greet the Nanzheng army..." Mu Liufeng said casually.
Murong Xue glanced at him: "The Nanzheng army has already returned to the class?"
"Yeah." Mu Liufeng nodded. "According to the 800-mile expedited information, they can enter Beijing today before dark..."

Really?
Murong Xue was slightly surprised.
"Of course it is true, you haven't seen some people who have already ran to Nanchengmen?" Muliufeng said leisurely, how can you block your message so much?
Murong Xue stood in front of the window and looked at the people who ran to the Nancheng Gate in twos and threes. He blinked his eyes gently. The messenger of the southern Xinjiang was killed by the emperor of the southern Xinjiang after being shackled. The fast speed came to Qingyan. Later, the Qingyan Emperor issued an order to the border, and then went to the border to return the division to the DPRK, which took almost two months.
When she returned to Qingyan from southern Xinjiang, she walked slowly, and while walking, she watched the local customs and customs, and it took almost two months.
No wonder she just returned to Beijing yesterday, Murong Yu returned to the class today...
"Come on, come see soon... The Nanzheng army is back..." There was a sudden embarrassment on the street.
Murong Xue looked up and saw a team wearing armor. The soldiers holding the spears came over the street. They were neatly arranged, at the same pace, and they stood tall and cold.
People who watched the bustle on the street couldn’t help but burst into tears. The soldiers who were turned back here, after the baptism of battles, were different from the guards in Beijing.
After the soldiers marched, there was a stunned, spirited horse. A famous gentleman rode on the horse and walked leisurely!
Murong Yu is in this group of soldiers, his handsome face has faded from the past, become persevering, cold, ink-like eyes flashing a little cold, silver armor reflects the dazzling light in the sun... ...
"Your brother has changed a lot." Mu Liufeng looked at Murong, and narrowed his eyes.
Murong Xue blinked: "This change is a good thing. Murong is growing bigger and bigger. If you are gambling, fighting dogs, or gambling, as before, isn’t it really a real defeat?..."
(End of this chapter)