A saying that there is no cure makes Li Xin's heart sink.

Qin Mo was right, Azu was indeed moving towards the direction of dementia.

Sad to be sad, but not sad.

After all, Azu is almost eighty years old.

Count forward and see how many emperors can live at this age?

I said I was content, but I felt sad.

I always feel that I owe too much before.

When I am sensible, I realize that my son wants to support me but my parents are not waiting.

The father is old, the Azu is old, and the mother is old, and the people around him seem to be old.

Many people are no longer there.

Times change, things change.

"How about it, is it good for me?" Li Yuan said with a proud look: "Tell you that the best sold in Beijing now is the book I wrote!"

"Okay, very good. My grandson has never read such a good book!" Li Xin's tears flowed into his throat, and he was so angry.

"That's fine, Old Dog Wei, send this latest chapter to Jing Yun, and then send it to the people in the library." As he said that, Li Yuan said again: "This Jing Yun is really, I haven't given it for so long.

I have no material to write a letter!”

Li Xin glanced at the desk, and Qin Mo asked him to bring back the letter, and he could no longer help but run outside to urinate and choked up.

The depressed cry was full of regret.

It took him a while to stop his tears.

At this time, Wei Zhong walked out and looked at Li Xin, "A county man has changed his mind. If you have time in the future, come and spend more time with the Supreme Emperor.

The German Duke said that the disease will become more and more serious as it goes on, and no one will recognize it at that time.

Since Qin's prince-in-law Duwei left Beijing, this new book has not been sent to the Storyteller for a long time.

The people below urged and urged.

The old slave is old and his mind is not flexible.

It can't keep up with the pace of the Supreme Emperor.

It can't polish the plot that the Supreme Emperor wants.

You see, if you have time, you will polish those manuscripts.

Before the Supreme Emperor got sick, these manuscripts were his treasures.

He just thought about giving a good gift to the prince-consort.

If he can't remember it in the future, how uncomfortable would he feel?

Sooner or later, the old slave will go with the Supreme Emperor.

There are many people in this book, as well as old slaves.

The old slave is happy.

You see..."

Looking at Wei Zhong's earnest eyes, Li Xin focused his head, "Okay, I'll write this book in the future!"

"Oh, thank you for changing the county man, I kowtowed you..."

"It's not possible!" Li Xin quickly helped him.

Wei Zhong brought a thick pair of manuscripts. Li Xinru got a treasure and looked at Li Yuan who was writing hard. He really didn't know how to deal with it. "I'll leave first, and help me and Grandpa the Emperor avenge me!

”

Li Xin let out a long sigh, put the manuscript under his armpit, and left Da'an Palace.

"Old Dog Wei, where have you died?"

"Come on, Supreme Emperor, I'm here!"

"Who are you talking to outside just now?"

"The Supreme Emperor, the county man has been changed."

"Oh, yes, look at my memory getting worse and worse!" Li Xin patted his head, "By the way, where is that kid?"

"Your Majesty told him that he had something to do, so he left first!"

"Hmph, this bastard has no rules at all, and I don't know how to say goodbye to me!" Li Yuan snorted and didn't say much.

But after a while, he suddenly stopped pen and looked at Wei Zhong, "Old Dog Wei, did my eldest grandson come to see me just now?"

Wei Zhong wiped his tears and said, "No, the Supreme Emperor, the county man has been changed to the county in the past two days and will be back. When the time comes, he will definitely come to see you!"

"That's good, so as not to think of him every day. I am at this age, and I don't know how many days I will live..."

Li Yuan was struggling to lie on the desk, and his back was indescribable.

At this time, Gongsun Chong returned to the mansion of Duke Zhao.

Gongsun Wuji was very happy. As Qin Mo guessed, his eldest grandson, although he had blue eyes, still loved it very much.

Seeing that Gongsun Wuji liked children so much, Gongsun Chong felt relieved.

"What did you say when you see Your Majesty?" Gongsun Wuji asked with the child in his arms.

"It's nothing, it's just that the county man who has changed his mind will not go to Dashi again when he comes back this time!" Gongsun Chong said.

Gongsun Wuji frowned, "I won't go to Dashi anymore? You are doing so well over there, why not?"

Gongsun Chong told the matter again.

Gongsun Wuji shook his head and sighed: "One day the emperor, another day the minister, Qin Mo has opened up a river of eternity and has innovated and committed all kinds of ills.

Unexpectedly, he also misunderstood."

"Dad, what does it mean?" Gongsun Chong was puzzled.

"Nothing, I'm just a little emotional." Gongsun Wuji said, "What about you, what are your plans? Cheng Qian doesn't go to Dashi, what are you going to do?"

"If he doesn't go, then I won't go either!"

"You stay in the capital?"

"Then where can I go?"

"No, you can't stay in the capital." Gongsun Wuji took a deep breath, "Sooner or later something will happen if you stay in the capital.

Go to Lingnan and bring the children with you."

"Why?"

"No reason, just listen to me." Gongsun Wuji said: "Remember, once the emperor is the emperor and the minister, the prince is no longer the eighth prince before.

Your Majesty may not know what you did back then, but... he may know.

You will resign tomorrow, and then go back to your hometown to worship your ancestors. After you go back, you will take your children to recognize their ancestors and return to their hometowns, and then go to Lingnan to find Qin Mo."

Gongsun Chong's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he also realized something, "I understand, dad."

"You remember, where Qin Mo goes, wherever you go, you will do whatever he asks you to do.

Nothing is wrong, don't go back to the capital.

No, don't go back to the capital even if there is anything.

Even if I die, you don’t want to come back, do you know?" Gongsun Wuji said.

"Dad, is that serious?"

"When you realize it is serious, there is no time left!" Gongsun Wuji said: "Remember what I said!"

Gongsun Chong had a bitter face, he seemed to understand, but... Li Xin and his father said so, so there must be no mistake.

"Yes, my son understands!"

"Just understand." Gongsun Wuji said, holding the child to show off the world.

The whole world said to the public that he would let his children recognize their ancestors in their hometown tomorrow.

That night, the queen's reward arrived at the Duke of Zhao's mansion.

Of course, there is also the reward from Li Shilong.

Within two days, Gongsun Chong took his children back to his hometown in Guanlong.

It also caused no suspicion or attention.

Gongsun Chong looked at the huge capital.

This may be the last time he has seen this place where he grew up in his life.

"Farewell forever, the capital!" Gongsun Chong thought so.

On the day Gongsun Chong set off, the storyteller received the latest account of "The Son-in-law of the Big Tan", in the storyteller, and for a time, the major teahouses were filled.
Chapter completed!