This prince is going to heaven

Chapter 641 Portrait
"What to eat for lunch?"

"Noodle."

"Huh? You actually bought flour?"

Inside the Taoist Temple.

The Taoist sat down the little boy on the ground, picking his teeth in surprise.

Xiao Tongsheng lay on the ground helplessly, trying to get up, but no matter how hard he tried, the Taoist priest sitting on his buttocks remained motionless.

The fruit core was blown on his face just now, he quickly wiped off the juice on his face with his sleeve, and then flew towards the Taoist priest without thinking, the master and apprentice fought in the Taoist temple, and then Then there was the next scene.

Xiaotong worked hard for a long time and finally gave up. All his martial arts were taught by his master. How could he not know how powerful his master is?
Seeing the Taoist priest's surprise, the little boy couldn't help curling his lips, and then said weakly: "Now all the refugees in Jingzhou have returned to their villages, and His Royal Highness Prince Jing bought a large amount of food from various places and distributed Without them, it is really not as difficult as before to buy flour now."

Hearing this, the Taoist stood up from the little boy, sat on the futon beside him, and said, "Is the problem of those refugees solved so quickly?"

It's just that after saying this, before the little boy opened his mouth, he lowered his head and muttered to himself: "It's true, with his means, it's not too difficult to solve these problems."

Hearing what his master said, Xiao Tong immediately got up and sat beside him and said in surprise, "Master, you seem to know that Prince Jing very well, do you know him?"

The Taoist laughed lightly: "Since I brought you up the mountain, when have you seen me go down the mountain? How could I know him?"

Xiao Tong Dang glanced at him angrily, and said: "Don't lie to me, the person who was hunted down in the mountains that day was His Royal Highness King Jing, I have been going to Jing a lot these days. Zhou ran, but I have met him several times, you clearly know him, so you didn't want me to take action at that time, because you know how it is impossible for him to beat those little thieves with his martial arts."

The Taoist ignored him, but the little boy suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said straight away, "I remembered, there are two portraits hanging in your room, one of which is very similar to that Prince Jing Wen Ruyan, no wonder I saw it He always looks familiar."

The Taoist immediately turned around and slapped him on the forehead, and the little boy exclaimed in pain, "Master, what are you doing?"

"You are so courageous, you dare to sneak into my room."

"Master, who is that other portrait?" The little boy didn't dare to answer his question, but asked another question.

The Taoist suddenly sighed and said, "I think you will see him after a while."

The little boy wanted to ask a question, but the Taoist gave him a hard look: "Don't ask if you shouldn't, you will know sooner or later."

The little boy thought for a while, and stopped asking about the other portrait, but said, "What about the elder sister in Liujia Village? You said we were here to look for her, but after we found her, we didn't see what you have. He didn't go back to the mountain, but stayed here every day, what are we doing here?"

He still asked the doubt in his heart again. After seeing Ning Wan'er that night, Xiaotong could see that his master was very happy.

"You'll find out later."

The little boy curled his lips immediately, and muttered angrily: "In the future again, every time I ask you, I tell me later, and I don't tell me anything, and let me suffer with you every day, hum."

"The little thing is not very old, but he has a good temper." The Taoist scolded with a smile.

The little boy snorted and said: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, you have seen the martial arts of that old eunuch that night, although he can't beat you, but looking at the world, there are not many people who can fight him, there is such a person Near Liujia Village, be careful that sister is in danger."

The Taoist laughed loudly at that time, and said: "Don't worry, that old guy has already returned to the place he should go back to. He has no courage to stay here."

The little boy immediately asked curiously: "Master, have you looked for him again? By the way, it seems that you went out a few days ago and beat him up again?".
grassland.

West Court.

In the largest tent, King Zuo Xian of the Huns sat cross-legged on the throne, with his left hand pressing the lamb leg in front of him, and with his right hand, he tore off a large piece of meat and put it into his mouth, waiting to be swallowed. After that, he raised his head and took a big sip from the wine glass, and then he put down the wine glass contentedly.

The young man sitting on the left side of his lower head didn't think he was rude, he just sat there calmly and sipped his wine.

The wind outside was strong, and the tents were rustling.

King Zuo Xian looked at the young man wearing a felt hat and a sheepskin coat, but still had an extraordinary temperament, and said, "Sixth Prince, are you really leaving?"

There was also a bit of reluctance in his tone.

Mu Xiqiu smiled, and said: "The situation on the grassland has been settled, it's useless for me to stay here, and it's time to leave."

King Zuo Xian was full of regret, sighed a long time, then raised his glass to him and said, "I've been working with you for such a long time, and I'm really reluctant to let you go."

Mu Xiqiu raised his glass and said with a smile, "Why, Your Majesty is still going to force me to stay here?"

"Hahahaha, what a joke!"

The two raised their glasses as a gesture, and then drank the wine in their glasses.

To be honest, Zuo Xianwang really had a thought in his heart to forcibly keep Mu Xiqiu here. After all, only when people like Mu Xiqiu get along with him for a long time can they really understand how powerful this person is. .

Since he entered the prairie, in less than three months, he poisoned and killed the chief chanyu in the royal court. Since then, he has frequently eroded the power of the eastern court step by step. Xiting covered the sky with one hand, and King Youxian's tribe had long been forced by him to huddle in the easternmost part of the climate and linger on.

It is really effortless to defeat them in one fell swoop.

All of this is due to the young man in front of him!

If it wasn't for the great use of letting him go back, King Zuo Xian probably really left him here forcibly.

"Are you sure about going back to Nanchu this time?"

Mu Xiqiu raised his mouth slightly, as if he had thought of something, and said calmly: "If I'm not sure, how dare I go back."

"Then I don't worry about it. If there is anything you need before you leave, just tell me. If it doesn't work, I will give you 1000 troops and let them escort you back to Nanchu."

Mu Xiqiu smiled again: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness, but this is unnecessary. There are too many people, and the goal is too big, which is not conducive to my sneaking back to Southern Chu."

"When are you leaving?"

"About ten days from now."

"Then I can only wish the Sixth Prince the best of luck."

(End of this chapter)