"I can accompany you to the capital."

    Murong Yunshu did not expect that he would say so. He was stunned for a few seconds before he said, "no need."

    "I don''t think so." Chu Changge said with a smile. In fact, he didn''t plan to go with her. Of course, if she strongly demands it, it''s another matter. But with her character, I''m afraid she won''t even speak.

    When you get down Huatuo mountain, you will arrive at sandaokou. One leads to Jinling in the south, one leads to the capital in the north, and the other leads to Shaolin Temple in the West.

    "Here we go our separate ways." Chu Changge said.

    "See you later." The tone is very simple.

    "See you later." Chu Changge took out a large and long brocade box from the sedan chair and handed it to her, "things are back to you."

    Murong Yunshu almost did not have to think to guess the things in the brocade box, immediately did not dare to look him in the eyes. At the beginning, he asked for a moment''s pleasure, but because he was not in front of him, he wrote a sentence on the painting: "if you ask me where there is a face, the man in the painting is the thickest.". It''s embarrassing to think about it now. She is so old that she hasn''t scolded people so directly It usually takes a few turns.

    "Regret it?" Chu long song see she didn''t answer, jokingly asked.

    "Well." Murong Yunshu nodded frankly.

    "It''s very good. It''s very important to know what''s wrong and correct it." He said with a happy face and sincere words: "madam, you must remember that obedience is the king''s way."

    Murong Yunshu is not happy when he hears the words. What is he saying!

    "Will madam go to Shaolin Temple to make peace with her husband?" It''s asking, it''s asking.

    "I''m not a monk. What do I do in Shaolin Temple?" She asked on purpose.

    "You can''t be a monk, either."

    Murong Yunshu was embarrassed and said, "let alone go."

    "I''ll wait for you in shaping town."

    "Shaolin Temple has a long way to go. It''s very tiring to travel a long way." That''s the truth.

    "Shaping town is at the foot of Shaolin Temple. There is a quack Inn in the town. You can find me there."

    Murong Yunshu shakes his head helplessly and laughs. Someone can''t understand people''s words intermittently.

    After breaking up at sandaokou, Murong Yunshu''s carriage drove to the official road of the capital.

    "Miss, you have a plan to go to Shaolin Temple. Why don''t you pretend you don''t want to go?" Asked green.

    "One moment, another." At the beginning, he decided to go to Shaolin Temple to ask if he wanted to make an engagement with her to repay her for saving her life. She didn''t accept the way of repaying kindness by offering herself. But now that the bank notes have been burned and her backers have been pawned, can she still cross the river and tear down the bridge? Besides, if you don''t marry him, can you be a nun?

    She doesn''t want to bring her ancestors back to life.

    Little green shook her head. "I don''t understand."

    "Just go outside and blow."

    “……” Little green knew that the young lady didn''t want her to see the painting, so she moved out wisely and took a cool breeze with the coachman.

    After Green went out, Murong Yunshu took out the painting from the brocade box and opened it. On the left side of the graceful little regular script, there was a line of dancing dragon and Phoenix Ask what is love in the world, teach people to face each other.

    "It''s really good." Murong Yunshu tilted his head and laughed, feeling very happy.

    It seemed that no matter what she did or said, he would not be angry. Is he good tempered, or is there another reason?

    At the same time, people on the official road in the West also have their own thoughts.

    "Master." The eastern Dharma protector couldn''t help saying, "you Are you all right? "

    The other three also raised their ears together, which is what they are worried about. Three years ago, the cult leader went up with a man in his arms and came back empty handed. In a rage, he removed the word "saihuatuo" from the world. From then on, there was only Fengcheng, which was not good at medicine. Now they go up empty handed and come back with people in their arms. They can''t help worrying about whether the religious leader will be touched by the scene?

    "It''s OK. You can walk slowly. The slower the better." The voice of Chu Changge sounds very leisurely.

    Smell speech, the big stone in four people''s hearts finally falls, can say this to mean nothing.

    In fact, every time he went to Huatuo mountain, Chu Changge''s heart was very heavy. This time, it was especially heavy, because he met Murong Yunshu there.

    Leaning on the car wall, Chu Changge closed his eyes and asked silently in his heart: Xi''er, don''t you blame me?

    The doors of restaurants and inns are closed, and the street vendors are worried. The capital, which used to be full of flowers, is now in a state of decline. The wind howled, adding a bit of desolation to the sparsely populated street.

    Murong Yunshu sighed and felt remorse. At the same time, he began to worry that if the imperial court did not agree to her terms, Huifeng bank would have to give them away. It''s not the result she wants, and her father certainly doesn''t want Murong mansion to be infamous for thousands of years. No matter success or failure, this war without gunpowder must be ended as soon as possible.

    "Miss, there are Rouge sellers over there. Go and have a look." As soon as she came back to Beijing, she felt fresh and excited like a sparrow.

    "The rouge here is all from Jinling. There''s nothing to see."

    "The rouge of Jinling is sold in the capital. That''s more important!" As she spoke, little green ran to the rouge peddler''s stall. She picked it up and looked at it. She said on her face, "I''m a migrant.".Murong Yunshu shook his head helplessly and went over to find that there was a hairpin seller beside the rouge stand. Suddenly he became interested. Choose from left and right, and finally choose a Tibetan blue wooden hairpin with a white Cymbidium carved on it.

    "How much is this hairpin?"

    "One or two silver."

    "So cheap?" Murong Yunshu was surprised. The material and workmanship of the hairpin were superior. It was worth ten Liang at least.

    The peddler sighed and said, "it''s not cheap. Nobody buys it! Business is not easy in this world. All the people living in the capital are rich people. All the silver has been put into the bank and exchanged for bank notes. Now the HSBC bank is closed, and the bank notes have become waste paper. The rich go bankrupt overnight, and life is hard. No one can buy hairpins. To tell you the truth, you are my first customer in half a month. "

    I feel more guilty. Murong Yunshu picked another nine hostas and said to the vendor, "wrap them up and pay the bill with this wooden hairpin."