The Ganlu Palace was empty at this moment. Li Er took a sip of tea to moisten his throat. After calming down his breath, he then processed the memorial in his hand.

Fang Xuanling was reading some ancient books at home. The dim sunlight could not shine into the study. He stretched out his wrinkles and pulled up the wick of the oil lamp to make the fire brighter.

"Old man." Fang Xuanling's wife walked into the study, "Gu Qing's disciple, Di Renjie is here."

"Let him come in." Fang Xuanling put down the book in his hand.

After a while, Di Renjie walked into the study and took a small package, "Master, Master, Master's wife and teacher asked me to bring some things over."

"That kid is out, don't cause trouble. Now you are the Minister of Dali Temple and you must always look forward to it."

Listening to Fang Xuanling's words, Di Renjie understood that this was a note of his movements in Chang'an the day before yesterday, and it seemed that people would inevitably be noticed.

After putting away his mind, Di Renjie sat next to Fang Xuanling and opened the package, took out a water bag and handed it to his hand, "This is called a hot water bag, used for heating. The teacher once said that charcoal fire is toxic and it is not good for the health when used for a long time."

Fang Xuanling felt the warmth in the water bag.

Di Renjie took out another pair of gloves and scarf, "Master, the gloves and scarf are knitted by the master's mother. I don't know if it fits well, so let's try it."

"That kid is always so good at doing things." While sighing that Fang Xuanling was wearing gloves, it was very suitable for him to wear. "He would not give away some expensive things, but always give away some inconspicuous and undesirable things. I accepted this filial man."

Di Renjie smiled, "It's cold in winter, and writing with gloves on weekdays won't make your fingers too cold."

"I have seen Gu Qing carry this thing in Secretariat once in the Secretariat." Fang Xuanling said and took it off again.

"Master Master." Di Renjie said again, "this glove has already started selling in Chang'an. It was woven by the villagers in the village. It costs ten cents a pair. The master's wife also decided that all the officials in Chang'an would give it a pair. Anyway, it was worthless and would not attract words."

"Wu Mei is doing things without any loss, and she is calm and moderate in her family." Fang Xuanling nodded with satisfaction, "It is a blessing for Gu Qing to marry her."

"It is also a blessing for a boy to have a master and a blessing for a teacher."

"I didn't teach Gu Qing too much, but he was smooth in his own way, but the anger in his heart could not be erased." Fang Xuanling said solemnly, "He is still young, I hope he won't stop the demons from covering his eyes and embarking on the road of no return."

“What the master said is…”

"Di Renjie, Gu Qing is a double-edged sword. His ability is enough to reach the peak of the entire Central Plains. His firearms are invincible in the battlefield." Fang Xuanling looked worried, "I never want to see the blood of the children of the Central Plains flowing on the land of the Central Plains. Gu Qing always has something inexplicable in his heart."

"After so many years, students have this feeling," Di Renjie said, "The teacher built academies, opened factories, and started a business road. He had no kindness in his eyes for foreign teachers. He always felt that the teacher wanted to achieve something in a short period of time. It was like starting a maritime trade. Everyone thought it was too early, but the teacher didn't want to miss it."

Di Renjie did not tell Gu Qing’s plan in Japan, which would make the Japanese corpses everywhere.

Seeing that Fang Xuanling stopped saying anything, Di Renjie bowed and left.

Feeling the warmth brought by the hot water bag, Fang Xuanling picked up the pen and put it down, looking at the burning charcoal fire and fell into deep thought.

Outside Chang'an, in the Hexi Road marching camp, Gu Qing still ate food that was not in the army. Fortunately, Wu Mei prepared some cakes for herself.

"Gu Qing." Cheng Chumo gnawed a chicken leg, "You said that Pei Xingjian would salute him no matter how he greeted us."

"Because he is your subordinate in the army, of course he has to salute you when he sees you." Gu Qing said disapprovingly.

"Scholars are just like this." Cheng Chumo threw the bones of chicken legs to the wild dogs in the distance. "But these scholars are quite good at saluting. So how should we warriors say hello to people?"

"How do you want to say hello?"

Cheng Chumo thought left and right, "If you are more energetic, you can use your momentum to overwhelm the other party."

"That's not simple." Gu Qing crossed his legs and said, "Learn to learn from your old man and take out your big treasure in front of the other party. Who dares not accept it?"

"Not good." Cheng Chumo hesitated.

Gu Qing sighed Cheng Chumo's straightforward mind circuit, "Do you really want to do this?"

"Change another one." Cheng Chumo said again, "Anyway, it's more imposing."

"Momentum?" Gu Qing thought for a while, "Your mother's surname is?!"

Cheng Chumo slapped his thigh and stood up, "Okay! That's it!"

Seeing Cheng Chumo leave with satisfaction, Gu Qing started to think about whether to prepare more medicine for stuttering, and he would be beaten up.

Yang Sheng was wiping the saber in his hand. This saber was given to him by Gu Qing back then. It has been well preserved. He was also surprised that the saber has not rusted yet, but it lacks some luster but is still so sharp. It doesn't need to be polished at all. It has been so many years, and I have never seen any weapon that can not grow a trace of rust for so long.

I was wondering in my mind how this saber was built, an iron tool that was not rusted?

Seeing Cheng Chumo coming, Yang Sheng asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Chumo coughed and cleared his throat and said, "Hahahaha, your mother's surname is yours!"

Yang Sheng, “…”

So, a strange thing happened in the army. Many soldiers saw Cheng Chumo and dodged, afraid that they would say your mother’s surname!?

But looking at Cheng Chumo's back and bear waist, and his body was full of tendons and flesh, a group of soldiers sighed, "It's so bullying!"

During the days of marching, Xue Rengui and Pei Xingjian followed Su Dingfang to learn some troops and formations. Tomorrow, they will be able to reach the Hexi Corridor. When they arrive at the Hexi Corridor, they will have to cross the Gobi Desert and enter the Tubo Plateau. The subsequent marching will be very difficult.

Su Dingfang began to arrange people to reserve drinking water and sent scouts to Tubo to investigate the situation first.

After repairing for a night, the army approached again. When they arrived at the foot of Qilian Mountain, Su Dingfang slowed down and felt a lot of emotion when he looked at the foot of the mountain. The situation was very dangerous at the beginning, and almost ran out of food. Fortunately, Gu Qing came with a firearm and looked back at the team of firearms dragged in the rear of the army. The people in the Firearms Bureau managed the firearms, except for Gu Qing, the supervisor of the Firearms Bureau, who could approach these things.

When you walk into the Hexi Corridor, the soil begins to dry up, and the wind here is still as dry even in winter.
Chapter completed!