"I……"

Chu Mufeng's heart suddenly burst into a thunderous moment, and his eyes were full of doubts when he looked at Huang Zhaojue.

When did I ask Ning Aochun? Wasn’t it enough to be ravaged by her? Teacher Huang, you dig a hole for me now. Is this okay?

But Huang Zhaojue had already said this, and Chu Mufeng could not foolishly destroy the situation. He could only follow his words and said: "It's not just me, but our brothers in the dormitory miss you very much. Teacher Ning, how are you doing here in Jinling? Are you okay?"

"Of course not good!"

"It's good...uh, what?"

Chu Mufeng originally continued Ning Aochun's words and said, and whoever thought that as soon as he said this, it ended suddenly.

What's the situation? Ning Aochun's answer was bad. Generally speaking, shouldn't it be good? Why is it bad? Does anyone dare to provoke you? Isn't that looking for abuse?

Chu Mufeng was speechless in an instant.

Ning Aochun's eyes were joking.

Huang Zhaojue silently watched from the wall.

"Teacher Ning, what do you mean?"

Chu Mufeng looked over in a noisy and lively atmosphere around him, with his hands flat on the table, with him having the style of reading and listening to classes.

Ning Aochun stared at the side fiercely, and Huang Zhaojue left with the rice plate tactfully. Then, in Chu Mufeng's somewhat surprised eyes, she asked in a low voice.

"How is that guy Fan Xiliang now?"

"Fan Xiliang? Boss!" A light flashed in Chu Mufeng's mind like lightning.

He suddenly realized a very serious issue, that is, Fan Xiliang seemed to be a little restrained every time he talked about Ning Aochun and always chose to take the initiative to avoid it.

So that's it, there's a bit of a subtle relationship between the two of them!

Wait, it's not right!

If there is really that kind of relationship, with Fan Xiliang's personality, he will definitely tell his brothers and will not hide it.

Is it just Ning Aochun's unrequited love? Chu Mufeng found that when facing the problems of men and women, his mind seemed to be a little too weak.

He grabbed his chin and smiled embarrassedly: "Boss is doing a good job in the army now. I wonder what Teacher Ning is asking?"

"snort!"

After Ning Aochun made a cold snorkeling in his nose, he did not continue to dive into the topic, but looked at Chu Mufeng and said, "Let me use it during your further study!"

"Teacher Ning, what do you mean?" Chu Mufeng found that he could not keep up with Ning Aochun's rhythm. His thinking was jumping too much.

"You will know then!"

After saying that, Ning Aochun picked up the rice plate and left, as if he was coming over to say this specifically.

After she left, Huang Zhaojue walked back. After sitting down, he asked curiously: "Mu Feng, what have you two just talked about?"

"I didn't talk about anything, I just asked me how I came to study." Chu Mufeng naturally wouldn't betray Fan Xiliang, and it was not easy to talk about Teacher Ning's privacy casually, so he could only find an excuse to say.

"Is it just that?" Huang Zhaojue was a little confused.

"Teacher Huang, you've thought too much, otherwise what else can you do?"

Chu Mufeng shrugged casually and changed the topic: "Teacher Huang, hurry up and eat it. I have to go out after eating!"

“Where to go?”

"Go to see the teacher!"

After hearing this, Huang Zhaojue tactfully stopped asking questions. People were more angry than others. If he continued to ask questions, he would be boring.

As long as anyone who comes out of the Peking Higher Police School, who can't know that Chu Mufeng is Mr. Ye's closed disciple? Who doesn't envy and jealous?

...

After lunch, Chu Mufeng said goodbye to Huang Zhaojue, called a rickshaw outside the door and started rushing towards Jinling City.

He really wanted to take a closer look at this ancient capital with his own eyes, which also has a long history. You must know that in the near future, this city will soon face war baptism and encounter tragedies on earth.

Thinking of that tragic disaster, Chu Mufeng was so angry that his teeth were itchy about the island country.

The tyrant army of the island country, you are really inhumane and your crimes are so numerous.

No matter how much you repent, you will not be able to redeem your sins back then!

Prosperity and prosperity, every step is full of scenery.

This is the current imperial capital, the political, economic and cultural center of China, and it will naturally show the atmosphere of a great country. Moreover, not only now, but even in history, Jinling City plays a very prominent and important role.

This is a city full of inclusiveness and peace.

"I'm selling newspapers, I'm selling newspapers, I'm here to see the latest news, Liqun Bank's latest bonds are here!"

"Little Bastard, have some eyes when walking!"

"Did you hear that? Someone is marching and demonstrating at the Presidential Palace."

"The four famous actresses are coming to our Jinling Theater to sing opera. Hurry up and buy tickets. If you are late, you won't be able to buy them!"

...

Various sounds echoed in his ears, and all kinds of people walked past his eyes. Chu Mufeng sat in the rickshaw, silently enjoying the current prosperous scenery of the ancient city.

Is this place really as prosperous and comfortable as you see in front of you?

Not necessarily so.

Since the island countries have all set up spy teams like the Five Poisons Group in Peiping City, let alone the Jinling City of the imperial capital!

There must be more spies hidden here, not only from the island countries, but from other countries.

They racked their brains like omnipresent mosquitoes, using various means to continuously draw blood from China, a huge and weak country.

How great would it be if all those spies could be found out and killed!

Chu Mufeng couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Jinling City, Datang Garden.

After Chu Mufeng came over, he met his mentor Ye Kunpeng as he wished.

At the moment of meeting, Chu Mufeng walked up with excitement and bent down respectfully.

"Teacher, I'm here!"

"You monkey boy finally came. I thought I would never see you again in my life!" Ye Kunpeng nodded and said with a gentle smile.

"Teacher, look at what you said, how is it possible? No matter how busy I am, I will definitely come to visit you." Chu Mufeng did not come here empty-handed this time, so he brought the box he brought with him.

"Teacher, this is a little gift for the students."

"What little gift?" Ye Kunpeng asked curiously.

"Look first and then talk about it!"

Then, Chu Mufeng opened the box he brought. When he saw what was in the box, Ye Kunpeng's pupils couldn't help but shrink and his hands subconsciously reached over.

"This... is a bamboo picture drawn by Zheng Banqiao."

"This piece... should be a piece of white porcelain from the Song Dynasty, right?"

"Yuan blue and white! This Yuan blue and white look is so good!"

There are only three items in the box, but each one is an absolute fine product and a rare item.

Zheng Banqiao's paintings, Song Bai porcelain, Yuan blue and white porcelain, just hearing the names will make collectors excited.

What does Ye Kunpeng like?

He likes to collect these antiques. In his words, when people get old, they want to collect as many things as possible from their ancestors, which can be regarded as guarding the ancestors.

So he also made his students like this, just like Cao Yunshan.

"Teacher, I have all collected these in Beijing. Actually, there are some small things on my side, but it is a bit inconvenient to bring them, so I can't bring them to you for the time being. Don't worry, everything is clean, and none of them is from the wrong way!" Chu Mufeng said with a smile.

"Well, a gentleman loves money and gets it well. Never do those things that are unconscience-ridden!"

Ye Kunpeng clicked, put down the antiques in his hand, and then said, "The thing is good, I like it very much. You are willing to do it. Let's go and talk to the study."

"Yes, teacher!"

In the study room.

Chu Mufeng personally made tea for Ye Kunpeng. After the faint aroma of tea spread, Ye Kunpeng said slowly: "You have already met Yang Shouli?"

"Yes!"

Chu Mufeng raised his head and said, "I have already reported to the Central Police School, met Director Yang Shouli, and met some of the previous teachers."

"Well, if you have met Shouli, did he tell you something valuable?" Ye Kunpeng held the teacup, and a playful expression appeared on his old face.

"A valuable thing?"

Chu Mufeng raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Director Yang just asked me not to form cliques, but I didn't say much about the rest. I can't figure out what he meant."

"Haha, this Yang Shouli is still hiding something. You are not an outsider. How good I have told you straightforwardly."
To be continued...