Zhao Yunbi shook his head and laughed: "Those father and son are timid, but they are big-hearted. They seem to be learning Taoism and fasting, but they hope to move into the imperial city, so they will definitely go tomorrow."

Zhang Wen nodded and then left the main hall.

Zhao Yunbi picked up the teacup and didn't drink it. He just looked at the misty water vapor, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

"That position... You almost saluted me back then, but later I was afraid, so I refused. Now you are in your twilight years and dying, and eventually turn into a piece of loess... And I can live for twenty years. Twenty years later, I will meet you again..."

The golden crow falls westward, and the sun shines on people feels cold.

But Chen An was very enthusiastic.

He entered the palace again, but asked to see Zhao Shu.

Zhao Shu probably had just played the suona, and his face looked quite rosy and in good spirits.

Playing suona in the palace...what can those people bear it?

Chen An was celebrating while thinking about it.

"But is something?"

Zhao Shu took a sip of tea and breathed comfortably.
Chapter completed!