surnamed Wang

Wang Yijing finally understood what Liu Baoqing meant to tell him not to talk nonsense. He had to be careful, not only the emperor, even people who were in the same trouble would stab him in the back when it was critical.

Wang Yijing smiled and said:

"I not only underestimated the emperor, but also underestimated you."

"I haven't thanked Wang Xiashi for what happened that day. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be alive today. Jiang is not an ungrateful person, but the king's order cannot be violated. The lives of my family are in the hands of the court." The military attache looked embarrassed.

The young man didn't take it seriously at all. After living for hundreds of years, no matter how naive he is, he should understand that there is no one truly trustworthy in the world. He threw the blood on the knife and said:

"Our Emperor, His Majesty, knows that hiding behind and leaving the dirty work to his subordinates is really embarrassing to his ancestors."

Several men in black were ordered to kill him, but they were relieved to hear these words. Of those Jianghu people who died under their hands, who would not want to scold the little emperor who crossed the river and demolished the bridge, but their nine clans did not allow it.

As Wang Yijing said, it is impossible for the emperor to poison them at the banquet, but after the banquet, when everyone is drunk, it is a good time to do it.

While thinking about countermeasures, Wang Yijing suddenly felt a severe pain in his abdomen, as if he was heartbroken. He unconsciously bowed down, and sweat soon appeared on his forehead. Seeing this, Li Ning'er hurried to catch his pulse, and then said with an ugly face:

"You are poisoned."

It is true that the emperor would not poison everyone, but Wang Yijing was too powerful, so powerful that he was afraid, so he used all available methods.

……

"Wang Xiashi, offended."

The man in black pulled up his face scarf again, and raised the steel knife in his hand high. Wang Yijing didn't care to hide it anymore, and used his last chance to use his supernatural powers on detoxification, and a refreshing feeling came from his stomach.

Taking advantage of the remaining supernatural powers, the man led the woman to slash all the way out. After finally getting rid of the assassin, a group of Jing guards suddenly appeared at the end of the street.

Looking at the thousands of officers and soldiers in armor and helmets in front of him, Wang Yijing knew that the other party was determined to keep him this time, so he stuffed the woman into a side alley and greeted her alone.

Steel knives fly, blood splashes everywhere, the young man's supernatural powers are invincible, but the premise is that he didn't use it to detoxify, and he just consumed most of his spiritual power, and then he will not be able to break through the enemy's formation no matter what, pity him for being a resident soul The strong will eventually die under the swords of a group of mortals.

There was a fierce battle ahead, and a group of soldiers with longbows came behind them. They spread out and blocked the way.

Wang Yijing knew that he was bound to die, so instead of wasting his spiritual energy on killing people, he should find a way to save Li Ning'er. He came to the woman's side in a flash, and the remaining spiritual energy in his body surged wildly, and a teleportation force was brewing .

Before coming to the capital, just in case, he deliberately left a simple teleportation array outside the city, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.

The woman didn't know what he was going to do, she stared at him with a pair of bright eyes, and Hu Wei's voice from outside the alley rang out:
"Wang Xiashi, don't be stubborn anymore, even for the sake of the girl next to you."

Wang Yijing saw sweat on his forehead, and there was a light ball in his hand. He smiled at the woman slightly weakly and said:
"I'm highly poisoned, I won't live long, you must escape."

The woman held the man's wrist, shook her head and said:
"You lied to me, your poison has been cured."

"Be obedient, the emperor wants me to die, if I don't die, both you and the second son will be in bad luck."

As he said that, he slowly pressed the ball of light towards the woman, and the other party's eyes widened suddenly, and the strength from somewhere pulled him behind him, and then with a puff, a sharp arrow pierced through the woman's chest.

Wang Yijing turned around and stared blankly. He wanted to catch the woman, but the light ball in his hand had reached its limit. Without his cultivation, he couldn't control it at all. He could only let it explode, and a burst of twisting force spread out. , the young man instantly disappeared in place.

……

In the early morning of the next day, the news spread that three military officers had been killed last night. The whole court was shocked, and the emperor Longyan was furious.

Liu Yushi, who used to be always admonishing in the court hall, was surprisingly quiet today, with his head lowered from beginning to end, unable to see his expression clearly.

The young emperor announced the end of the court with sullenness, cast a gloomy look at Liu Baoqing who was about to leave, and said:

"Liu Aiqing stay here for now, I have something to say to you."

"Yes."

Wang Zhaoqi walked down the steps, came to the other party step by step, and asked straight to the point: "Where did Wang Yijing go?"

"I don't know."

"How could such a well-behaved living person disappear out of thin air in the heavily guarded capital?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, you also said that knight lords know some heresy ways, which cannot be speculated with common sense."

Liu Baoqing always spoke respectfully, the young emperor took a deep look at him, and said:
"Yesterday, I was busy entertaining those Jianghu people, but I forgot you, the biggest hero. There just happened to be a vacancy for Yuanwailang in the Nandian Qingli Department of the Household Department. You go, stay for three to five years, and help me keep an eye on my uncle by the way. It will be reused after returning to Beijing."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The young man's words were still calm, as if he had expected this promotion and remote transfer, the emperor was not angry when he saw him like this, but just shook his head.

Wang Zhaoqi knew that Liu Baoqing's heart would be chilled by this action, but he could only make an example of those who refused to be disciplined.

The scholar became stubborn, even more stubborn than the martial artist. Instead of keeping him to make himself uncomfortable in the capital, it is better to let him go away. After a few years of precipitation, the boundaries between black and white will not be so clear.

……

A few days later, the second prince Liu, who had just become an upstart in the imperial court, left the capital with his wife to take up his post in Southern Yunnan. The old Liu Mansion beat gongs and drums, and even took out good wine that had been treasured for many years to celebrate.

If the Empress Dowager hadn't secretly sent a letter to tell them not to make small moves, perhaps this short-lived Liu family descendant would have been intercepted and killed by bandits rushing out along the way before reaching Southern Yunnan.

After leaving the gate of the capital, Liu Baoqing looked back at the "Wangjing" sign and whispered:
"I don't know what it will be like when I come back next time."

After all, board the carriage and drive away.

----

Sanxian Island, Bai Yujing, after a burst of ping-pong weapons criss-crossed, Wang Gingquan stood with his sword in his hand, looked at the young man in front of him with a smile and said:

"Young master Tang, do you still fight?"

The boy sat on the ground with a soft green sword resting on his lap, waved his hands and said:

"No more fights, no more fights, I'll make room for you."

Hong Mao next to him gloated and said:
"Boy, weren't you crazy before, you fell down without holding on to ten moves?"

"Hong Mao, just wait for me, my young master will go to realize the sword now, and the day you will kneel down and beg for mercy."

Tang Xin stood up, patted her buttocks and walked downstairs.

Wang Gangquan successfully climbed to the fifth floor of Baiyujing. It was less than two years since he entered the building at this time. The speed was so fast that even Tang Xin, who had always looked above the top, was convinced.

"Master Tang, if you have time, try to clean the building."

When the young man reached the stairs, Wang Quanquan suddenly added something, the latter stopped, thought for a moment, turned around and saluted respectfully:

"Thank you senior for calling."

After all, he walked downstairs with brisk steps.

"Master, why did you tell him the trick?" Hong Mao squatted aside and said.

"It's not gold, can you give birth to cubs if you hide it?"

"That can't be so cheap for him, at least a few knocks."

"Then you will go and accept those bangs on behalf of the teacher in a while."

Hong Mao shrank his neck when he heard the words, he was not afraid of swordsmanship alone, but in terms of tactics, he was no match for the young master of the Tang family in the past.

Tang Xin and Li Tiedan share similar tastes, and the two set up a "poison hall" outside the fifth hall of the Lingyun Sect, specializing in the research of ingenious hidden weapons and poison production. Li Heixiong almost demolished the poison hall, Hong Mao didn't want to provoke this hedgehog.

... (end of this chapter)