Emperor Jin

Chapter 52 Conspiracy
He was frightened to death for a moment, under the dim light of the sky, the snow-white face in front of him seemed to coincide with the energetic and strategizing king in his memory.

He blinked hard, and only then did he see the girl's face clearly.

Looking closely, she is not similar to Emperor Jing Yuan, only the air and light between her brows are seven or eight points similar.

She was looking at herself, smiling lightly, seemingly calm.

As if snowdrops were splashing down from the eaves, Huang Ming's inexplicably deep black eyes glanced at him, and his heart skipped a beat, so purely uncomfortable.

Subconsciously, he wanted to avoid this gaze.

However, the arrogance and bloodiness cultivated on the battlefield made him look directly at the opponent without admitting defeat.

"Huang Shuai is on the rise now, but he doesn't miss his old master at all..."

Whispers of praise and derogation slowly sounded in this elegant and quiet small building.

"The girl met late at night, just want to tell me this?!"

Huang Minggui suppressed the agitated blood in his body, and said in a low voice: "Huang is a warrior, he will work for whomever he takes for the military salary - all the adults in the previous court knew etiquette and shame, but now they come here, and they will bow and kneel to do it. Officer, in the field of heavy rain, the manuscripts for the audience are stacked more than one foot high, can it be regarded as learning the way of sages?!"

"They are civil servants, and they are the only ones to die through hardships through the ages. Since they want to be second ministers, they don't care about being infamous behind them, but you, Huang Shuai, are different..."

The girl glanced at him, her clear black eyes burning with determination——

"You have a heavy army in your hands. If you have the heart to protect the sky, you may not be able to fight the rebels. If you don't move a soldier, you will be included under the command. But is there still a trace of male blood?!"

After hearing this sentence, Huang Minggui couldn't bear it any longer. He smiled bitterly and said, "Okay! We really don't have the blood of a man! But what can we do if the emperor destroys the Great Wall himself?!"

"What did you say?!"

"In the eighth year of Jingyuan, the first emperor issued a strict order to stay in place and not to send a single soldier lightly——I watched the flames rising from the sky in Beijing, and I almost gritted my teeth with hatred, but there was nothing I could do!!"

Huang Minggui couldn't bear the agitation, and finally roared out his heart.

There was a thud, and the teacup in the girl's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, but she didn't realize it, she just smiled sadly, and said word by word: "Sister...it really is you!!"

When she finally stood up, she bowed to Huang Minggui and touched the ground.

The flowing long sleeves brushed across the ground, Huang Minggui only heard her clear voice, but brought out the sound of gold and stone——

"We met for the first time, and I hope Huang Shuai will forgive me for being rude..."

"Who is the girl...?"

"My name is Baojin."

***
Everything is quiet, but there is a man and a woman in the small building, who are having a serious conversation.

"His Royal Highness Baojin, I'm disheartened now, and I can't stand any more twists and turns. All I want is to find a good future for my brothers-they have been with me for all these years, but they haven't enjoyed the blessings. Suffering from displacement."

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop—do you really think that the emperor can keep you out of the matter? He sent the Shenning Army back to Gyeonggi to use your sharp blades to kill people—whether it is to attack the Southern Tang Dynasty or to prevent Jing King, you are all nothing but a good sharp blade!"

Bao Jin sat in the middle, his voice became more and more intense, "No matter how loyal you are, in the eyes of the emperor, the entire Shenning Army has already been branded as a surrendered army from the previous dynasty, and there is no need to turn over again!"

Huang Minggui wanted to refute, but thinking of the cold reception and supercilious eyes over the past year, his heart felt bitter and he couldn't speak anymore.

After a long while, he regained his composure, "Then follow Your Highness, will the entire Shenning Army have something to look forward to—what you have done is a big event to kill the family!"

"If you conspire with me to achieve great things, at the very least, you will not become the emperor's stepping stones. If the great things can be achieved, everyone will be the heroes of the restoration of Zhongxing, and you will be ranked above the Lingyan Pavilion!"

Huang Minggui listened quietly, but couldn't help but feel shaken.

Today, I am afraid that the Shenning Army will never be truly reused...

He gritted his teeth, but did not agree, but asked a strange question abruptly——

"Does Your Highness know how to play chess?"

"Just know a thing or two."

"Although the game of Go is a small way, it can also reveal the heart of strategy. If Your Highness wants me to rest assured that I will entrust you with these [-] sons, you only need to beat me in this square inch!"

what? !

Although Bao Jin didn't show his face, his heart sank into the cold——

I have only learned a little superficially, but how can I defeat this general? !

(End of this chapter)