Emperor Jin

Chapter 72
The lanterns on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month are not less brilliant. There is a folk saying: the moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round.At this time, there were still laughter coming from the window, and in the small pavilion of the Cuise Building, everyone was sitting upright in silence.

"Tang kings have changed their titles now, are they all called the king?"

Bao Jin put down the teacup and said calmly, she looked at the lines on the palm of her hand, concentrated as if she was comprehending the fate.

The middle-aged literati on the opposite side was elegant and calm, but before her casual ridicule, he was a little sullen.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness seems to have a prejudice against my lord."

Bao Jin chuckled softly, and finally raised his head and said: "Sir, you are known as a gentleman in white clothes. The bond between our dynasty and the king of Tang is one after another. You should always be like a mirror, right?"

The middle-aged scribe was stunned when he heard the words, then he frowned and said: "Due to the trend of the times, the king of Tang has neglected the court a lot, please His Highness donate the past suspicions, you and I will work together to deal a fatal blow to the false emperor !"

Baojin was still playing with the Yue kiln porcelain cup in his hand slowly, his smile deepened, but with a bit of sarcasm, "Mr.

She raised her eyes and looked at the window screen, as if she wanted to see through this thin layer and see through the vastness of the void between heaven and earth——

"When the father was in power, your Tang king, as a powerful family, segregated the south of the Yangtze River without authorization. He threatened to seize the water transportation, and he insisted on making the court be cautious and dare not act rashly."

Her voice was light, but with thrilling power, "When my sister was in power, you became more and more ambitious. You actually went to the table to ask for the king, and after being severely rejected, you even went to the river, which is like conspiracy."

The middle-aged scholar didn't make a sound when he heard her sharp words, but stood up and bowed to the ground, "That's all old things..."

"Forget it, let's not talk about the past, let's just talk about the present."

Baojin smiled slightly, threw the small seal in his hand into the air, and caught it lightly again, the colorful silk ribbons shone faintly under the lamp——

"Now that the sword is on the string, it is already in great danger. There is a suggestion of the Southern Expedition in the middle of the court. You are still playing assassination, but it is what they want!"

The scribe listened to the sarcasm and fell silent, but the assassin woman couldn't bear it anymore, her almond eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth and said unwillingly: "If my sword hits the emperor's heart..."

"Then, Southern Tang will be razed to the ground."

Bao Jin replied bluntly.

The woman couldn't help but turn pale when she was choked by this, but she still held back and said angrily: "The imperial court may not have such strength... Besides, we have a lot of help from Taoism, and we also have some friends to help."

The next moment, the clear and silvery laughter sounded suddenly, and the woman became more and more angry, and said coldly: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for being blind."

Bao Jin said categorically, without even looking at the angry and pale faces of the two, he chuckled softly: "Do you think that the one who cooperated with you is really the survivor of my Yuan clan?"

"what?!"

"You have become the queen's props, and you are still complacent, you really don't know how to live or die!"

The woman was terrified and couldn't believe her ears. The scribe, as the trusted advisor of King Tang, thought for a while and understood what she meant.

He sighed heavily, and when he got up, he gave another deep bow:
"Your Highness, please teach me."

Bao Jin sat upright, did not dodge, accepted the gift calmly, and said a sentence from his red lips, which was very clear in the quiet night——

"One word, drag."

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The guests left quickly, and the usual silence returned to the small building.

Bao Jin glanced at the broken tea cup, and didn't call anyone to come to him. He just took an ancient sword that he used frequently from the sandalwood stand, and wiped the blade lightly.

"You're here……"

She didn't raise her head, she just greeted softly.

"It's another day for you and me to learn from each other."

The figure that appeared on the stairs was wrapped in black silk, making it as mysterious as night. This is her current tutor, the master behind the Chen Tower.

Seeing that she had taken the sword in hand, Master Chenlou couldn't help but smiled slightly in surprise: "Have those guests from Nantang been sent away?"

"It's a shame and absurd that they are so ignorant when they are considered as swordsmen by the empress because of their extraordinary martial arts and strategy."

Bao Jin smiled slightly, and there was a sense of Qing Wan and shyness in the smile, but the words he spit out were shocking——

"I'm just using them to reduce the power of the false emperor as much as possible... In any case, the fate of the Southern Tang Dynasty's destruction has long been doomed,"

The landlord looked at her deeply, and after a while, he let out a strange laugh.

She stared at Bao Jin quite happily, "That's right, your heart is as hard as a stone... Only in this way can we achieve great things in the world."

"I don't dare to have such big ambitions, but let it be natural."

Bao Jin stood up and stood up while talking, and said with a smile: "Tonight, do you want me to demonstrate the sword move I learned last time?"

The landlord nodded, flicked, and the saber in his hand came out of the sheath, and the two stood facing each other, and immediately, there was a sea of ​​swords, lights and swords.

Baojin tried her best to dismantle more than fifty moves, but felt that the opponent's sword light was like a bead curtain, and it was difficult to get rid of it. She had an idea, and the sword was like a snake, and stabbed towards the face of the landlord.

Instantly, the landlord blocked his hand back, and the long sword was bounced away. The two hands collided vigorously, touching like swimming fish for a moment, the long sword retracted, and they returned to their original positions as soon as they clicked.

"You have more than enough intelligence, but your inner strength is still insufficient, so the sword will not be feasible..."

The landlord earnestly asked, but he didn't take it seriously.

Baojin thought back to the skin-to-skin contact just now, but he was in doubt——

The host's arm she touched was rough and uneven, like bark and thorns.

Where is this normal human skin? ! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.QIDIAN.COM, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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