Mountain climbing is a sport that young people don’t like.

It’s not that they have no physical strength, but that they have no patience.

Middle-aged people like to climb mountains. After experiencing the surging world, a grass, a tree, a piece of moss, a mountain spring in the mountains... These can make them temporarily forget the ugliness of the world.

But middle-aged people are obviously not in a hurry.

Those old ghosts were gasping for respite, and some even needed a entourage to climb up. If the emperor hadn't been walking, Jia Ping'an would have made a bet that they would even dare to let someone carry him on his back.

The so-called "People" comes from suppression. As a person, you have to carry me and serve me. Compared to you, I am the "People".

The same is true for those noble ladies. They were sweating profusely at this moment and needed the maid to support them.

This is true in Danyang, she even turned on all the rules. At this time, coolness is the rules.

But she doesn't need support.

She turned around and looked at Gao Yang, who looked weak, was supported by Jia Ping'an.

It's a pity that Gao Yang used to dance with swords and guns in the palace, but the princesses counted that she was in the best health. Wherever she went, she actually needed help.

Looking at the rhythm of almost half of her body pouring on Jia Ping'an, Danyang couldn't help but sigh: "It's great to be young."

The maid beside her also looked at Gao Yang enviously, "Princess, you are young too!"

Although Danyang has a high generation, it is not very old.

"As soon as a woman gets married, everything is gone in youth."

"Are you tired?" Gao Yang looked at Master Jia with some guilt.

"Tired." Master Jia is not as handsome as a man, "but he is more energetic when he supports you."

Gao Yang's eyes became more proud, thinking that Xiao Jia was indeed the one who took care of me the most.

I went all the way, in the afternoon... according to the time of later generations, I arrived at the first camping site.

This is a Taoist temple. The master came out to greet him, with a calm face.

Jia Ping'an couldn't help but think of baby face.

The baby face seems to be impure in six senses, but the mind is cleaner than many people.

As the saying goes, becoming a monk, isn’t what you seek to be clean?

Gao Yang was looking back at the moment, no, he was particularly energetic, looking radiant.

This girl pretended to be weak all the way. Master Jia wanted to not help her, but she was afraid that she would not be able to get off the stage. He helped her, and he was slow all the way, making Master Jia feel that he was a little angry just like he had eaten ginseng.

"Xiao Jia, come with me."

Gao Yang proudly took Jia Ping'an to the back of the Taoist temple, pointed to a row of houses and said, "These are all ours."

There are five rooms, he and Gao Yang's room... No, it is him and Gao Yang's room, and there are three rooms left for the followers.

And those old ghosts...

"Those people have two or three in a room, and their entourages are sleeping outside." Wang Laoer went to take a look, and his admiration for Gao Yang when he came back was like the surging river.

"The princess is amazing!"

Even the maids were sincerely praising the princess.

When they saw a few weak maids sweating profusely but had no room to change clothes, their loyalty to Gao Yang soared sharply.

The emperor and Wu Mei monopolized a yard, and Li Jingye and others were guarding it outside the door.

Jia Ping'an passed by, and Li Jingye whispered: "Brother, you have jerky meat."

This foodie.

Jia Ping'an came to give him supplies.

A lamb leg was stuffed over, and Li Jingye immediately bit her mouth.

"Don't be anxious."

Jia Ping'an shook his head. As soon as he went out, there was a dispute behind him. He turned around and saw the Qianniu Guards fighting for lamb legs. Li Jingye swallowed, then opened his mouth and bit off a large piece of meat, and then let go of his hand.

Qianniuwei followed the emperor and ate the big pot rice made by the chef, which tasted so unpalatable.

Jia Ping'an went to the side.

This is the territory of the important officials, and even Lao Xu has a room here in a fake manner.

Zheng Yuandong stood under the tree and winked when he saw him coming.

What does this mean?

Jia Ping'an couldn't understand his eyes, thinking that this guy likes to pretend to be a little bit too much, even his eyes have such attributes, and he looks quite indifferent.

He touched the back of his head, then left the Taoist temple and walked around the back mountain.

Some people were patrolling the back mountain. When Jia Ping'an saw that it was inappropriate, he went deeper.

"I always remember the evening of the stream pavilion... I accidentally entered the depths of lotus flowers... I fought for the crossing, and I started a pool of underwear."

Jia Ping'an chanted inexplicable words and entered a tree-lined path.

There is someone in front of you.

And it was the two who were talking.

Eavesdropping on people's words immoral, Jia Ping'an hid in the forest on the side.

The forest is very quiet, Jia Ping'an was about to recite a poem...

"…The old thief Changsun Wuji is incompetent..."

"Our descendants are in danger... we are going to stand out..."

"...Can you be stable? Don't hurt the emperor..."

"Stay."

The sound was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that the two were walking back.

Jia Ping'an heard a rustling sound behind him.

He was stiff all over and wanted to draw his sword, but he was worried that he would alarm the two people outside.

Who is it?

He slowly pulled out the horizontal knife and turned around suddenly.

A clouded leopard is approaching.

Damn it!

Can't beat it!

Jia Ping'an dared to rush into the battle formation, but he was still unsure of such a quick thing.

"Faced with a horizontal knife."

Zheng Yuandong's voice came.

Yunbao glanced at him and quietly retreated.

Jia Ping'an was sweating coldly.

call!

He sat on the ground casually, with the fallen leaves pressing down and making a sound.

Zheng Yuandong looked around and said, "The old guys came here on their own initiative this time. Changsun Wuji was dissatisfied with this, but he had no choice."

This is the most important thing about this trip.

"What do they want?" Jia Ping'an was guessing.

"I have to go back quickly." Zheng Yuandong said hurriedly: "Their purpose was Changsun Wuji, but I think it was probably about discussing important matters with the emperor."

Jia Ping'an understood.

Zheng Yuandong left quietly, Jia Ping'an waited for a while, and went in a direction.

He was thinking about the previous two people.

It is normal to be dissatisfied with Changsun Wuji, and this is true for the entire small circle. They long to return to glory and control the court and emperor. However, Changsun Wuji repeatedly warned them to know the right position.

But what to say later: You can be reliable and don’t hurt the emperor. What does this mean?

assassin?

impossible!

Not only the emperor is here, but also the important officials and other bigwigs, as well as the royal family. If they were to play assassination, these bigwigs would definitely not give up. Then they launched an investigation together. The person behind them was afraid that they would not even have a chance to have a nightmare, so they had to run away quickly.

So what?

Hey!

What I said before... Our descendants are in danger and we must make a comeback.
To be continued...