Chen Rong had no way to communicate well with these people. After late at night, he left a letter and ran away with a bag of gold, silver and jewelry.

Chu Yujiao was moved to tears when she saw the messy letters written by her daughter, "It's so touching that my daughter actually has the ambition to travel around the world. I support her."

Mr. Chen was about to say nonsense, but after reading the letter, his eyes changed. There was a light of water in his eyes and sighed, "How can the sparrow know the ambition of a swan? Rong'er has really grown up."

Chen Rong never expected that someone would believe what he fooled.

Ankang County is not very far from Kyoto, only a three-day drive away. Chen Rong rented a carriage and rushed to Kyoto. After entering, he found that Kyoto was so prosperous.

She was not in a hurry to do anything serious. She stayed in the restaurant and traveled around. She thought that the emperors of this country would definitely not be as stupid as they were, but it turned out to be a scene of singing and dancing.

She hadn't lived this pure secular life for a long time, and she felt it was fresh for a while. She was buying a candy man when she heard a few men talking on the tea table by the roadside.

"Have you heard that? Miss Ali has come to Kyoto."

"I've heard of it for a long time. Now everyone is busy catching the quota. She will sing a opera in Liyuan tomorrow." Another man answered.

"Haha...I've asked my friend to bring my tickets for me."

...

When Chen Rong heard about the pear garden, Miss Ali couldn't help but get curious and leaned over, "Where are the pear garden you mentioned?"

Intuitively, this girl Ali is likely to be Murong Li. If she can kidnap people directly, it will save much trouble.

Those people looked at Chen Rong and saw that the girl who was asking for directions was slender and long, wearing an elegant green long dress, wearing a tight green dress, but her appearance was extremely beautiful.

Someone's eyes lit up and came over: "Do you dare to ask where this girl lives? Is there a marriage? Do you mind having more uncles and one son-in-law?"

Chen Rong rolled her eyes, turned around and left. She was so confused. If there was a ghost, it was trustworthy. Why do you believe in men's words?

She went back to the inn and opened the paper umbrella, released the old man's soul, and asked, "Can you draw a map of Kyoto for me? You need to have a detailed look."

"Who do you think I am? Do I need to remember these?" The old man shook his beard and was very displeased: "If I could remember the map, would I be abducted to a place as far away as Ankang County and be murdered?"

This was the first time Chen Rong heard the old man talk about the cause of his death, and he was stunned. It was really...it was quite unfair to die.

After she decided, she would store the map of the world into the system so that she would not follow suit.

"Aren't you going to the National Master's Mansion?" The old man was a little anxious. He actually wanted to see how the National Master's Mansion is now, but his soul has no place to rely on and cannot go out in the sun. And even if he goes back by himself, it will be useless if others can't see him.

Chen Rong thought about it and said solemnly: "I have something more important."

"Can it be more important than this?" The old man was stunned. Major affairs of family and country are not as good as your private affairs. Are you lying to me?

Chen Rong nodded: "That's right, I have to go find the Liyuan now."

Old man: "…"

It was already late when Chen Rong arrived in the Liyuan. The show was already open inside. She had no tickets and had a ghost following her with grievances. When she thought about it, she simply climbed over the wall and entered.

When the old man saw Chen Rong, who was so beautiful and charming, he rudely jumped onto the wall and flipped over in a few seconds. He could just walk through the wall, "I didn't expect that little girl, you still have two faces."

"Don't be fooled by my appearance." Chen Rong patted the dust on his hands and walked forward two steps, just in time to meet someone who was running over hurriedly.

The girl was wearing a red costume, her face had not yet been made up, and her hair was hanging on the exquisite embroidered dress. She had a pair of lively almond eyes on her face. Behind her were red beams of eaves reflected by lamps, and the broken apricot flowers were blooming in the courtyard.

The girl glanced at Chen Rong, then hurriedly ran to the wall behind with her skirt, and stepped on the stone to turn over.

Chen Rong couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over and patted the girl on the shoulder, "You can't do this." As he said that, he climbed up, demonstrated it, sat on the wall and stretched out his hand, "Come on."

The girl looked up at the person on the wall. Behind the high wall was the dark night, and there were no stars in the sky. The wind was blowing hard, and there was even a little chill.

She gritted her teeth and stretched out her small and white hand and held Chen Rong's hand.

This girl was very light, so Chen Rong didn't use much effort, so she hugged her waist and placed her on the wall. The two of them were very close, but Chen Rong didn't pay attention and looked at the other side of the wall, "Can you jump down?"

The girl was stunned and took a look, and a trace of uncertainty flashed in her eyes, "Yes."

Chen Rong then realized that the girl's voice was actually very gentle and nice, like a yellow oriole, and said, "Then you go down by yourself."

The girl looked at the empty wall and the back of the pear garden again. In fact, she wanted to say... there were officers and soldiers there.

Chen Rong really didn't expect that she would be so instructive. She was arrested by the soldiers before she could touch the backstage. She glanced at the soldiers surrounded by the soldiers and forced a smile: "Everyone, I'm just a show. If it really doesn't work, I can get the ticket."

"Take it away." The man in the lead waved his hand, turned around and left.

Chen Rong was arrested for no reason. He thought he would enjoy the one-stop service in jail and torture next, but he was tied into rice dumplings and stuffed into a carriage. After a long bump, he was put down. A group of sword guards took Chen Rong to a palace.

With a "bang", the door closed.

Chen Rong's hands were tied, looking at the hall, and there was a soft carpet on the ground. There was a large tripod before the floating gauze. It was a long incense. I don't know what kind of fragrance it was burned, and it was extremely luxurious.

"Li'er?"

Chen Rong then found that there were people in the dark hall. The man came down from the dragon and walked towards Chen Rong step by step. He was wearing a yellow robe, about forty years old, but he was well maintained. Although his face was a little haggard, he was handsome and charming.

"I finally found you." Murong Qiankun looked at Chen Rong and found that she looked a little more beautiful than the most favored beauty in the harem. He nodded with satisfaction: "I deserve to be my daughter."

Chen Rong was confused when he heard this and took two steps back: "You have recognized the wrong person."

She now realized that she was being taken into the palace as Murong Li and came to see the saint.

"You don't know the past..." Murong Qiankun sighed.

"I'm really not your daughter. You caught the wrong person. I'm..." Chen Rong originally wanted to say that he was the daughter of the Chen family, but he was afraid of hindering the Chen family. He changed his mind as soon as he changed his mind, "I am Chen Rong, the apprentice of the National Master, and he has been staying in the mountains. This time the master asked me to come."

"Huh?" Murong Qiankun was stunned.

There was still a ghost standing beside Chen Rong. She glanced at the old man and thought about the words: "The master has to climb the road, so he asked me to dream and tell His Majesty that he would not come back and told His Majesty not to look for him again."

"What?" Murong Qiankun looked at Chen Rong with a calm expression in front of him. He didn't think she was joking for a moment, and his voice sank, "Even if you are not Li'er, you shouldn't be talking nonsense here. Do you know the consequences of fooling the emperor?"

Murong Qiankun knew that Murong Li was wandering in the Liyuan, and knew that Murong Li had no contact with the court. He couldn't say anything like Chen Rong, which only means that the fake guy in front of him was probably a trick.

And what is the purpose...

"Chen Rong dares not deceive Your Highness." Seeing the emperor getting angry, Chen Rong looked at the old man who was lying on the ground and cried bitterly. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he murmured that the old man didn't know how to save the place?

Chen Rong's tactful words about the Great Dao are meant to mean that the national guru is dead.

"Absurd!" Murong Qiankun thought of this layer and shook his sleeves and said angrily: "No matter who you are, you must deal with it seriously if you dare to curse the national master!"

Seeing that Murong Qiankun was really angry, the old man quickly told Chen Rong a few things that only he and the emperor knew.

Chen Rong was also frightened. Murong Qiankun and Murong Yexuan and his son were not easy to mess with. They were not in a hot spot yet, but they didn't want to end so soon. They said to the emperor: "When the master was not yet famous, his highness knew people and brought him out of the beggars, claiming to the outside world that the master was an immortal from Penglai..."

"Your Majesty got sick six years ago and thought he could not stand it anymore. He pulled the national magistrate to cry in the abandoned palace for a while, which made everyone in the palace think it was haunted..."

"Also, the former queen wanted to seek power and usurp the throne. The national teacher cuckolded you. You secretly killed the queen and said she died of illness."

Chen Rong finished speaking these three points in one breath, and he really felt that these two people were sympathetic. He looked up at Murong Qiankun, and saw him staring at him blankly, and then he spoke for a while, "He is really telling you everything? You are the little lover he raised, right?"

At the end of the conversation, I was already gritting my teeth.

"No, it's unjust." Chen Rong quickly knelt down, thinking that a real man could bend and stretch. "The master had been killed in Ankang County a few days ago! Now the master's soul is still here, but His Majesty can't see it."

Murong Qiankun laughed and shook his head, "I don't believe that if he really dies, he should have a dream for me. Where did he get the money to support his disciples after being poor?" His smile stopped, "If what you said is true, ask him, when did I meet him?"

"Tell me quickly." Chen Rong looked at the old man's ghost.

The old man's eyes were a little dodged and guilty, "I, this me... I have aged very much in recent years..."

Chen Rong choked and almost got angry at the old man, "You don't even remember when you were successful?"

The old man retorted with his neck: "At that time, he was also very down and out, and he was still successful? He couldn't eat every day, so how could I remember these?"

Chen Rong had a headache.

Murong Qiankun looked at Chen Rong talking to the air, pretending to behave well, thinking that she couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to ask someone to drag her down when he suddenly saw Chen Rong turn his head to look at him with a very sincere gaze.

"The master said that his body was so aging hard to remember... He also said that you were also very down and out at that time, so he naturally didn't care about anything else..." Chen Rong conveyed the old man's meaning awkwardly.

Murong Qiankun's body froze slightly, and his eyes finally became sad, "He is really here? Is he really dead?"

Chen Rong nodded.

"Where is his body?" Murong Qiankun asked.

The old man shook his lips. He couldn't explain such a thing as a nerd.

Murong Qiankun did not trust outsiders and did not fully believe Chen Rong's words. However, he took into account the whereabouts of the national tutor and even followed Chen Rong to Ankang County despite the opposition of the court officials.

Finally, the body of the national master was salvaged from the river. Murong Qiankun dismissed the positions of two high-ranking officials in front of the people and ordered the funeral of the national master to be buried with great pleasure. Chen Rong saw behind his back that the "incompetent" emperor was crying in a mess, and he changed his mind a little, and the old man's soul also cried alongside him.

There are no stars or moon at night, and the wind on the river blows slowly.

The scene was once very touching.

Chen Rong pretended not to know anything, and after dealing with the matter, he followed Murong Qiankun back to Kyoto.

Chu Yujiao and Mr. Chen came to Yang Shengyan, but unexpectedly they saw their daughter standing beside the emperor, silent and steady. After inquiring, they realized that this was the emperor's newly appointed national teacher, the first female national teacher in Dongsheng Kingdom in so many years.

I was very excited, but I also thought that my daughter was very successful.

Chen Rong was really flattered by the appointment of the national teacher, and it can be seen that this emperor is really a casual person. She ate and drank in the national teacher's mansion for half a month before she was summoned to the palace again.

And he received a considerable task - to give a draft for the emperor.

Today is the day when the beautiful girl enters the palace. The beautiful girl finally went to the palace to meet the saint after being screened, but she heard that she could stay and actually looked directly at the national teacher's meaning. This female national teacher, Shenlong, was very mysterious. Many people who wanted to plan and do some tricks for their daughter were exhausted.

Chen Xuanji was also in the crowd. Although her appearance was dignified and beautiful, she looked disgraceful under the beauty of a hundred flowers. She only hoped that the new national teacher could choose her.

"The National Normal University is here."
To be continued...