Chang Geng stabbed him calmly in the heart with his words: "When I was eight years old, nobody was there to teach me. Hu Ge Er would only use the stick that had just been taken out of the stove..."

"Alright, alright," Gu Yun hurriedly said, "I will make it up for you now, alright?"

As Gu Yun spoke, he gave the pen from just now to Chang Geng, holding his hand from behind, putting his other hand on the table and lowering his eyes slightly. After thinking about it, he held Chang Geng's hand to write a character 'Min' in Kai style on the paper.

*"Min" here is the Min from Chang Geng's name, Li Min.

Chang Geng was covered in the faint fragrance of medicine from Gu Yun's body. He took a deep breath in silence: "Writing one word is not enough. I used to copy sutras when I was in Hu Guo Temple."

"..." Gu Yun shook his hand off. "Forget it, are you trying to exhaust me to death?"

Without saying a word, Chang Geng only stared at him motionlessly. After a moment, Gu Yun truly admitted defeat and placed his chin on Chang Geng's shoulder, wrapped his left arm around his waist and half leaned on him, stroke by stroke copying that damn lengthy sutra. He felt that this man had become more and more spoiled in recent days and could hardly be managed anymore.

Three days later, under the escort of Gu Yun and twenty guards, Yan Wang, the chief inspector, and Xu Ling, the deputy inspector, left the capital with Ge Chen of Ling Shu Institute.

Xu Ling was a Tan Hua* appointed by Li Feng in the first year of Long An. His appearance was as good as his name, with beautiful facial features, his face appearing as if it was covered by powder. If it was not for the murderous guards of the Marquis of Order that destroyed the atmosphere, the deputy inspector and Yan Wang standing together would resemble two young master brothers traveling with each other.

*探花, third place in the national civil examinations

After leaving the Nine Gates, Gu Yun took the group of people directly to the Northern Camp. Xu Ling was only a scholar, yet he was not that afraid when standing in front of the legendary black iron weapon, Gu Yun. He asked frankly, "Marquis sir, what are we coming to the Northern Camp for?"

Gu Yun laughed and said, "To change horses."

The journey had many dangers up ahead. Inspector Xu had made ready to witness the devastation of territories and facing the local corrupt officials. Even if he was accompanied by the Marquis of Order, it did not increase his sense of security. Especially when he found that the Marquis was in a very joyous mood, as if he was not going into a tiger's den but going for an outing.