The poor Wu Jielang and the poor man were carried to a room for emergency treatment. In addition to the Guanyin pill that Chen Qingniu slapped into his mouth, Zhu Zhenying later ordered the elixir treasured by the royal palace to help him save his life and have no worries.

The entire ship is martial law and no one is allowed to walk around at will.

According to Chen Qingniu's request, Zhu Zhenying made Chanjuan's boat on the fourth floor with a stern face, freeing up two clean and elegant rooms. Chen Qingniu sat on the Grand Master's chair behind the desk. The national sword was placed horizontally on the desk, and the golden sword spear was more eye-catching than the ancient sword.

Princess Anyang is interrogating the suspect next door, and she is very excited.

The Turtle Master of the Tower Boat, six male and female foremen, including Nan Yan, and a coach and leader in charge of the safety of the Tower Boat Boat, all stood side by side in a row.

The honest official made a case, and he was in a state of grievance and made a fuss... When he thought of this, Zhu Zhenying, who was full and full, shone with his eyes.

Chen Qingniu naturally would not get involved, and his face was as normal.

After learning about Zhu Zhenying's true identity, Nan Yan was so scared that she was so scared that the young man next door was sitting in the main seat, she felt even more frustrated. She questioned whether she was blind, so she mistakenly regarded the dragon as a little snake?

Lu Fazhen led two martial arts masters and six practitioners to come quickly.

Except for the worshiper Lu Fazhen, who was a stinky person, who had a bad face, the rest of the people dared not take it lightly at all.

Lu Fazhen was also not interested in playing house with the little princess, but came to the next room, "Boy named Chen, what the hell are you doing?!"

Chen Qingniu said helplessly: "I didn't know that I could meet an assassin even if I drink a flower wine."

Lu Fazhen snorted coldly, "It's an assassin in the Grandmaster realm!"

An assassin who has reached the level of a master!

An ordinary martial arts master is enough to make a headache for those who practice cultivation, let alone an assassin who is good at sneak attacks and assassination? As long as an assassin reaches this level, as long as he is determined to chase someone, he will be a gangrene with bones and will never disperse his soul!

After all, there are only those who are thieves for a thousand days in the world, but there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Even though the realm is as high as Lu Fazhen, this land god put himself in his shoes and did not think it was a comfortable thing. Although Lu Fazhen has its own means to target the Grandmaster killer, minor troubles are also troublesome. What if the ship capsizes in the gutter?

When practicing, people who practice are disrespectful to heaven and earth, are those who practice against the heavens, but they are the ones who are most afraid of the word "if".

Chen Qingniu looked at the few great supernatural monks of the Suzaku Dynasty and smiled, "Can you be the old real person who thinks I am annoying and inconvenient, so you might as well just do it all the time?"

Lu Fazhen's skin holding the whisk in his hand smiled and said, "Your kid's suggestion is pretty good."

Chen Qingniu rolled his eyes.

Lu Fazhen had already seen that his injury was not in the way, and he was not concerned about it. In fact, if this little fox died suddenly on this boat, the old Taoist would feel worry-free.

Lu Fazhen walked to the window and looked into the distance with his eyes.

"Boy, this assassination made me understand one thing. If you really want to kill you in the future, no matter how expensive it is, you will be killed without life."

Chen Qingniu joked: "Minister Lu is a real villain."

Lu Fazhen seemed to be moved and sighed in a low voice: "The way of heaven is not kind, it means that heaven and earth are not the same as humans. This means that people and Tao are different. There is also a dispute between good and evil within Confucianism. In fact, what can I fight for? It is different that I need to return to the primitive child..."

The old Taoist priest's voice became lower and lower, and soon it became a voice that outsiders could not hear.

The old Taoist priest who turned his back to the master and servant suddenly smiled and said, "The great opportunity is fleeting. Why don't you and the maid do anything just now?"

Chen Qingniu was also very frank, "If she doesn't take action, I will know there is no hope. As long as she takes action, I will definitely fight to the death."

The old Taoist priest laughed and turned around, his eyes darkening, "Little baby, something interesting!"

There are few people in the world who are "not stingy" in such a way.

It is necessary to know that even a Taoist couple, how many people can truly share life and death?

Lu Fazhen has seen many trees scattered with his own eyes, and they all fly away when the disaster strikes.

A knock on the door sounded, and Chen Qingniu stood up and said, "Come in."

Han Pan covered his chest with blood-colored face. After crossing the threshold, he saw the back of the short Taoist priest, and the snow-white whisk on his arms, which was extremely clear. The general who was already quite nervous was becoming more and more uneasy. If it were not for his kind invitation, the prince of Chen would not come here to attend the banquet, nor would he be assassinated. If the royal family mistakenly thought to be a dead soldier from other countries with bad intentions, then Han Pan would not be enough to cut his head even if he had ten heads.

Han Pan closed the door gently, and did not dare to take another step forward, and sweated coldly on his forehead. The appearance of the chief worshipper of the royal palace shows two possibilities: either the son of the Chen family in Runan, the eldest son of the rich family. Even if the prince's mansion is thousands of miles apart, the Chen family must be given a satisfactory explanation. Lu Shenxian's identity and status are there, which is enough. Another possibility is that the royal palace determines that it is a traitor and needs to clear the portal.

Chen Qingniu walked around the desk and sat on a chair with a hat for guests. He pointed to another one and smiled and said, "Brother Han, you are not feeling well, let's sit down and chat."

Han Pan dared not not to sit, even if he was a stove, the general in the pass had to grit his teeth and sit down, but he was like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if he didn't know where his hands and feet were placed.

Only then did Chen Qingniu figure out the joints and comforted him: "Brother Han, please be content. Today's storm has nothing to do with you."

Han Pan nodded bitterly, thinking that even if you can trust me, the prince’s mansion and the prince can believe me or not, I will just say it. I took a step back and said that even if the big things turn into small things, my old Han’s career prospects will probably stop here.

Chen Qingniu seemed to see through Han Pan's thoughts and smiled and said, "There is no need to worry about the royal palace. I will make it clear and will not delay Brother Han's official career."

When it comes to this point, whether it is sincerity or face, it is considered to be full of righteousness. Han Pan was naturally grateful and suddenly stood up. Regardless of his injuries, he clenched his fists and thrust his chest heavily, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Chen, this kindness is unforgettable!"

Chen Qingniu hurriedly advised: "Sit down and say, sit down and say."

Han Pan accidentally saw the blood in the heart of this Chen child, and he couldn't help but feel trembling. He was a little more sincerely admired. No matter whether the young man in front of him was a cunning person, he could still be in danger of life and death, or he was a pure-minded person, a mediocre person, and was willing to treat others with a innocent heart, but no matter what the reason was, he would always be so calm and composed, and he would be a tenacious person who accomplished great things.

There are few people who can match the seeds of Liangzhou in Panpan, and there are no ones that can match them.

Chen Qingniu smiled and said, "I heard that the assassin is the confidant guard of the veteran General Song Fengfan?"

Han Pan shook his head and sighed: "I have never heard that the Song family is a veteran with outstanding achievements in Liangzhou City. I am even an old soldier from the side cavalry who controlled the cranes. I had admired the old general Song for a long time, but I never expected that there would be any changes today."

Chen Qingniu nodded and joked: "Brother Han, even if we get along, we are just friends at the dinner for the time being. Unexpectedly, we have become friends in times of distress. Is it a blessing in disguise?"

With Chen Qingniu's secret pills to help strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence, Han Pan originally only hurts the muscles and bones, but it does not hurt the essence and spirit too much. In fact, it is no longer a big deal. He laughed heartily and said, "That's the reason!"

The old Taoist priest suddenly flashed away, and Han Pan couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in his heart. He was really an old god like a cloud of fog.

Chen Qingniu didn't explain anything.

The vassal king Zhu Hongying had led hundreds of personal cavalry to the shore of Shanghu Lake and was about to board the ship. Lu Fazhen naturally had to go to escort.

People who practice, especially those in the three religions, often have difficulty in having the opportunity to achieve the success of dragon support. They are more likely to be second-rate dragons, such as imperial teachers, national teachers, real people who protect the country, etc., who rely on the monarch of a country, or like Lu Fazhen, who climbs to the side of the vassal kings who have not become dragons. Compared with the former, they can absorb much less dragon energy, but there are fewer people who compete for it. If they spread it out, they will gain more than many capable people who stand by the king or hide behind them.

From beginning to end, Lu Fazhen didn't interrupt and was indifferent.

People outside the world look at the bells and food, stunning beauties, high-ranking officials and generous salaries, titles of marquis and ministers, and the ends of many beautiful things in the world are all the tiny dust splashed by the ants struggling under their feet.

You cannot expect a practitioner to lie on the ground and appreciate the intrigue among the ants.

If you occasionally look down and glance at it for a while, it is the ultimate, and you will never have the patience to watch it for a long time.

Even if there is, he is still a child among the practitioners. He is powerless to fight with others and has to play with and bully those ants who have no power to fight back. If he argues with adults, he will probably end up being beaten to death with a random punch.

How can a monk who is born from ordinary people be indifferent to the mind? How can a heavenly way that is so untouchable that he has feelings for all living beings on earth?

Chen Qingniu stood up and said, "Let's go and see Mr. Hong and the others. I guess they have been waiting for a long time."

The two of them had just left the house, and Zhu Zhenying probably received a secret report. Her wise and powerful father had already boarded the ship, so she no longer added anything to the point. The interrogation was a joke to relieve depression for her.

After seeing Chen Qingniu, Zhu Zhenying asked timidly: "Are you okay?"

Chen Qingniu shook his head and said to her: "Go and help find a clean dress, I'll change it."

Zhu Zhenying hurriedly answered the order and left.

Chen Qingniu apologized: "Please wait for a moment, Brother Han."

Han Pan smiled and said, "Some small things."

Chen Qingniu returned to the room, and Xie Shiji stood by the door without expression.

In the corridor outside the door, Han Pan was almost shocked after truly confirming Zhu Zhenying's identity as the princess, but he was even more confused.

Han Pan silently remembered the appearance of Princess Anyang as a little woman in his heart.

You should know that as a favorite disciple of Grand Master Pang, Zhu Zhenying became famous in the capital, so that even the entire scholars under the jurisdiction of the King of Xiliang felt proud of themselves. Even those unruly veterans were willing to give their thumbs up. Therefore, the King of Liang Zhu Hongying was the most doting of this daughter, which was the most natural thing in the eyes of the people of Xiliang.

But Han Pan's mood is definitely not relaxed at this moment.

Didn’t it mean that Song Mengxiong, the leader of the younger generation of military generals in the border army, has Song Mengxiong been loving this princess for many years? Even the prince did not object to this, otherwise he would not have focused on cultivating Song Mengxiong over the years and became the leader of the border kite.

Although some rumors have been spread in the past two years that the Baogao Sect in the northern border of the dynasty intends to marry Xiliang, after the news has been spread for so long, no major figure of the Baogao Sect appears in Liangzhou, and there is not even a kitten or puppy.

Could it be that the young master of the Chen family in Runan beside him who wants to intercept him?

This annoyed those big figures who used the dynasty territory as chess boards and counties as chess pieces to be attacked and killed?

Han Pan suddenly felt more and more serious. Before he could celebrate the survivor of the disaster, he almost fell to the bottom again.

Like duckweed like him, a small wave may be killed in the storm.

Zhu Zhenying quickly asked Huafang for a new outfit. She thought that Chanjuan Tower Boat would take out a dragon robe to apologize at this time.

After Chen Qingniu changed his clothes, he went downstairs with Han Pan to the original banquet. Everyone in the room was kept in the dark because they were told that they were not allowed to go out without permission. They didn't know that there was already a panic outside. Mr. Hong just thought it was a little fierce conflict and dispute, worried that Han Pan would take too much action on the upper floor.

Now that he saw Han Pan walking back to the house safely, Mr. Hong and the robe both felt their faces shining.

According to Chen Qingniu, Han Pan explained that Lao Qi was drunk and wanted to breathe and enjoy the scenery at the bow of the boat first. No one in the house was suspicious.

Han Pan is a powerful general in charge of external military affairs in Liangzhou. He has seen the appearance of Princess Anyang several times, so he recognizes Zhu Zhenying. This is not surprising, but the chariot of the border army here with a lower rank cannot recognize Zhu Zhenying, the proud daughter of heaven.

The Mr. Hong asked, "What's going on upstairs?"

Han Pan quietly glanced at Chen Qingniu who had just settled down. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Princess Anyang with a stern face and asked the Chanjuan to move the red card.

Han Pan was inconvenient to reveal the secret of the world at this time, and continued to vaguely speak, pretending to look proud and said: "I met the old senior who controlled the crane and light cavalry on the border, so I sold my face to me."

Han Pan's robe stretched out his thumb and smiled at the innocent man beside him, "You know that General Han was a famous general in the Crane Control Cavalry back then. Whether it was infantry battles or cavalry shooting, it was all this! Our princes have personally praised Lao Han's continuous pearl arrows, which can be regarded as the top three in the Xiliang Iron Cavalry..."

Zhu Zhenying put a stool between Chen Qingniu and Chanjuan’s female school school, sat down, and then heard the man’s bragging, and pulled the corner of his mouth.

Han Pan's mouth twitched violently, but he didn't dare to say anything clearly, so he had to persuade the old brother who couldn't hold the door.
To be continued...