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By the time he returned to the Great Hall, it was already past Young. Lu Zi Nuo had already returned, but Mu Rong Yuan was drinking tea leisurely inside.

"His Majesty allowed you to return to the Peizhou only after the Mid-Origin Stage?" Mu Rong Chun said calmly.

"Yes."

"This way is also good, keep a close eye on Lu Zi Nuo, in case something bad happens again."

"Brother, why are you forcing him alone?"

"Maybe it's because he said I'm pedantic." Mu Rong Chun laughed self-deprecatingly, "He said, 'If we only follow the standards, then why is there such a deviation from the norm? "If you don't strive for a rapid change, how can you improve further?"

"That sounds like something she could say." Mu Rong Yuan's smile contained something that Mu Rong Chun did not understand.

"If he is the one who dealt with Lang Zi Qing's matter, what should we do?"

"His Majesty wants you to arrest Lang Zi Qing? What is brother planning to do? "

"If you want to succeed, then you must do so in a timely manner. But now, I'm completely unprepared. "

"Then, I'll ask your true nature. What do you want?" Mu Rong Yuan handed over the tea leaves that were boiled in the creek water. The cooling tea was even more bitter than the hot tea. Mu Rong Chun slightly pursed his lips, finally calming down from the pain.

True heart! Of course, he had to go along with the flow and bring the corrupt officials to justice, but he didn't have the time or means, so what should he do?

"Everything is prepared for it. If the conditions do not allow it, then create the opportunity."

The two of them did not speak anymore and only sipped the tea. Mu Rong Chun, on the other hand, was already clear in his heart, he could not see Lang Zi Qing's figure, but there were words about Lang Zi Qing everywhere. When he thought about the thin book he read in the afternoon, a direction appeared in his heart.

While Mu Rong Chun was struggling to think of a countermeasure, Lu Zi Nuo was extremely happy every day.

Once the words of "Heroic Assassin Lang Zi Qing" was known to the world, it was hard to find a single book. She wrote slowly, and the bookseller asked for three times a day. The more he wrote, the more vivid the story became, causing the officials who caught Lang Zi Qing to think that the author must have some sort of relationship with Lang Zi Qing. They did not bring up the matter of him being captured, and only wanted the author to write the story.

As the bounty got higher, there were also people with more complicated expressions on their faces.

On this day, just as Lu Zi Nuo walked into the library of Chong Ren Gang, he was surrounded by a few people who followed in.

Mrs Zhang, the husband of the police, appeared from behind the counter, looking ashamed. "I'm sorry, boss, I'm sorry. My mother has been ill for a long time. I don't have the money to see mother's illness …"

Although the people in the shop didn't blame them, they couldn't go and comfort them. None of them were a saint, so there was a limit to their kindness.

"So you're Zi Fei?"

Lu Zi Nuo nodded his head, he said that it was impossible to not be nervous, but he could only follow the person that walked in.

They brought her to an elegant little courtyard and reported the situation to her before bowing and disappearing. Lu Zi Nuo felt that the figure of the figure with his hands behind his back was a little familiar. Only when the figure turned around, did the two of them let out an identical sigh.

Mu Rong Chun stood at his original position, his expression was even more surprised than Lu Zi Nuo, the last time he saw him was when he was drawing his bow. The two of them were in an awkward situation. Not knowing why, when Lu Zi Nuo saw Mu Rong Chun, he felt extremely uncomfortable, but he could do nothing about it. She felt that he did not do anything wrong.

Since he met someone he was familiar with, he naturally could not use the original method to coerce others into doing so. Mu Rong Chun was also helpless as he prepared some tea and sat down on both sides of the table.

"Why are you not preparing to take the nativology exam and write these things?" Although Mu Rong Chun had grown up in the palace, and had always been taciturn and taciturn most of the time, he always liked to be straightforward when doing official business.

"Would it be so fun to study in a place like that?" Lu Zi Nuo retorted: "That place is just a miniature of an official's land, even if there is a ambitious young man, he would be assimilated if he enters."

Having been in the Shengjing for some time now, what he heard and saw was naturally clearer than what he heard and saw in there. It also made Lu Zi Nuo feel that it was beneath him to go to the nativology to try his luck.

"Then you didn't go because you were worried about being assimilated?"

"Of course not, I do not wish to be in cahoots with them."

"If you are a clean stream, then you should have the determination and courage to wash away the filth. Moreover, there are also quite a few youths who have come with ideas for change. If you don't go, it will be your loss."

"About that, I'm here to ask about the case. I don't know if I'll be able to make it in time with a criminal record."

Mu Rong Chun took a deep breath in anger, and returned back to the main topic: "You know Lang Zi Qing?"

He stared intently at Lu Zi Nuo, trying to discern some clues from Lu Zi Nuo's expression.

"So what if I know him, so what if I don't?" She had already made up her mind not to speak about it. In the end, they did not have any evidence at that place, otherwise, they would not have to bring her along. Furthermore, it was not to visit the hall, but in a private courtyard.

"If you know him, you should help me catch him. If you don't know him, you shouldn't write such a book."

Mu Rong Chun still carried on with his orders, making Lu Zi Nuo a little angry. She held his forehead, still smiling with his curved eyes, but his words were not as gentle and polite as a smile: "You're still like this, not changed in the slightest. You and I, why did we leave each other unhappily, you forgot about it."

Mu Rong Chun was choked by Lu Zi Nuo, and he took a sip of tea to cover himself. He still maintained his posture, but was not as haughty and arrogant as before. "Then what do you think we should do?"

"I don't think I'm at fault, and I don't think Lang Zi Qing is either." Lu Zi Nuo looked at Mu Rong Chun who was about to scrunch his eyebrows, "Have you ever thought about why Lang Zi Qing is called a hero thief?"

Mu Rong Chun remained silent for a while, but he naturally knew, "As the saying goes, do as you say, do as you want, succeed as you wish, do as you wish, do not fall in love with the body, and go to hell with those who chant at a thousand miles distance. "Xun Yueyi, who stands at the peak of his vigor, becomes a personal friend of his, and is known as a travelling knight if he is stronger than the rest of the world." When he heard that Lang Zi Qing was called a hero and a bandit, a passage from the "Legend of the Historian" immediately popped up in his mind. The reason why Lang Zi Qing could gain the approval of the common people was because he truly worked for the common people.

Seeing Mu Rong Chun's silence, Lu Zi Nuo did not comment at all and just smiled: "Then why do you think there are thieves appearing?"

"You people, when interrogating the thieves, you will definitely ask, how many times did you steal, what did you steal, whose did you steal." You people, when interrogating the thieves, you will definitely ask, how many times did you steal, what did you steal. Lu Zi Nuo lowered his eyebrows, supported himself with his bare hands, and caressed the little heat emitted from the teacup with his left hand: "Stealing is definitely wrong, but if everyone were to live in peace, who would be willing to take the risk of going to jail to steal gold and silver treasures?"

Every word was like a knife, causing pain to rise in her heart. She recounted the story that Lang Zi Qing had told them that night to him from the beginning to the end, and at the end, she could not help but look up and exhale: "Furthermore, Lang Zi Qing never did it for himself."