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The more you go in the direction of Xili, the more different the scenery is.

The mountains on both sides of the strait are even wider, and some of the continuous peaks are soaring into the clouds.

Gu Nuoer and the others traveled for more than 20 days, and finally arrived at the border waters between Xili and Daqi - Ming River.

According to Ling Tianyin, he will send someone here to wait and greet.

Seeing that the boat has entered the Ming River, it is about to go to the first dock.

Gu Nuo'er couldn't help but stand on the bow.

In front of the river is the boundary of Xili.

Almost ten years later, she returned to this familiar land.

At this moment, a roar of jumping feet came from behind her—

"Marquis Yongye, you you you you!"

Gu Nuo'er looked back and saw Kongjue chasing behind Ye Siming, her fingers trembling and she wanted to accuse him of something.

On the other hand, Ye Siming's face was cold, and he didn't care at all.

Gu Nuoer quickly asked, "What's the matter, Brother Siming, you won't bully Seventh Brother again!"

Ye Siming frowned: "I wish I could avoid him, so as not to listen to him chanting sutras in the morning, noon and night."

"That is how the matter?"

Kongjue's calm and steady eyes were full of anger and sadness.

He said to Gu Nuo'er, "Sister, from the moment I got on the boat, I asked Lord Hou to help me send the letter to the abbot of Taishi Temple."

"Master Hou also agreed! However, I just accidentally discovered that the letters were detained by Master Hou, and none of them were sent."

When Kongjue said this, he twisted the Buddha beads with anger, forcibly calming the anger in his heart.

Ye Siming gave him a cold look, as if looking at a fool.

"What are we sitting on now?" he asked Kongjue.

"It's a boat, what's the matter?" Kongjue replied angrily.

"Since it's a boat, how can I help you send the letter and ask the fish in the river to help?"

As soon as these words came out, Kongjue was stunned.

It seems to be the case...

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows impatiently: "Besides, if you send one a day, the abbot will be annoyed by you even if you can send it out."

Kongjue suffocated his breath: "You—!"

Gu Nuoer smiled and directly supported the railing, and she made a sound to smooth things out.

"Okay, okay, when we arrive in Xili, we will help the seventh brother to deliver the letter to the post station, and ask someone to bring it back to Daqi, that's it!"

The seventh prince had no choice but to nod his head.

He took out a small gilt-rimmed bowl from his sleeve and began to tap with chopsticks to calm his mind.

Speaking of which, Ye Siming brought this bowl to perfunctory him.

Because Kongjue's wooden fish was not brought on board, he had to knock something while chanting the scriptures.

Ye Siming simply found a bowl for him.

At present, it seems that the empty sleep is fairly easy to use.

at the same time.

The waters ahead were headed by a huge leading ship, with six accompanying ships lined up behind them.

On the bow deck of the leading ship, Yun Linzhou stood here with an extremely noble temperament, waiting for Gu Nuo'er's ship to approach.

Today, he is dressed in a golden purple robe and a golden crown, noble and handsome.

As the prince, he was allowed to use the four-clawed golden dragon.

At this time, the golden dragon embroidered on the corner of the robe is matched with the sea of ​​clouds, mountains and mist, and it looks lifelike and imposing.

"His Royal Highness," the confidant stepped forward from behind and whispered: "We have blocked the waters of the Ming River, but the people who were patrolling just now found a boat that they wanted to approach."

Yun Linzhou looked sideways: "Who is it?"

Confidant: "After interrogation, we learned that the person was a disciple of the Liang family and wanted to intercede with His Royal Highness on their behalf."

The expression in Yun Linzhou's cold eyes is ruthless, like a thousand years of cold mountain snow, condensed and alienated.

He simply and decisively said, "Kill him and throw him into the river."