Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

"Hey, there is also the first master and the second master. There are no men that I like now. I have to work harder," a sly smile appeared on the woman's face, "I believe eldest brother, you will definitely like women like them."

Dali Duan, Zhennan Wangfu.

In the backyard, a sexy woman dressed in black held a long sword and danced gracefully, gracefully and gracefully, like a hibiscus emerging from the water, and the charm of a black lotus.

The beautiful woman choked, and the sword in her right hand was changed to her left hand. At the same time, the index finger and middle finger of her right hand were raised together.

"It's not enough, it's not enough," the woman shook her head, "Yangzhi is still only Rank [-], it's too weak. I have the help of Xiao Wuxiang, and I'm blessed. When Big Brother Zhu comes back to pick me up, I must successfully break through the first-class state. , to become the fourth grade and one yang finger. Only by practicing the fourth grade and one yang finger, can you be qualified to practice the Six Meridians Divine Sword and follow in the footsteps of Big Brother Zhu!"

Great Song Empire, a grove.

A blood-covered black-clothed man fled, and his right foot was bleeding constantly. However, his speed of light work was still no less than that of a martial arts practitioner with intact legs.

Behind him, seven Taoist priests in Taoist robes chased after him with swords.

"Blood bat, you killed the son of the prefect, and you can't catch it before you can, go back with me to confess your guilt!" A Taoist priest led by Jin Yan Gong, stopped in front of the man in black, and pointed his long sword at the man.

The man in black snorted coldly: "That beast killed my sister, and he has more to die for, Zhao Zhijing, you so-called famous and decent, indiscriminate, just chase me like this, you..."

"The evidence of your murder has been conclusive, so what is there to justify?" Zhao Zhijing's eyes flickered, he secretly touched the silver note in his arms, and shouted, "Bu Tiangang Beidou Sword Array!"

At this moment, in the woods, a man in black walked out.The palm of his right hand was bare, with all five fingers broken. On the left hand, he held a sword, his eyes were indifferent and ruthless.

He looked at the man in black, the blood bat, and said calmly: "Join the Quicksand Organization, I will help you solve these few people."

On a deserted island in the North Sea.

A teenage boy in an animal skin suit sits on a reef and looks at the sea.

"Father and mother said they were from the Central Plains, and said it was a very fun place. However, the adoptive father said it was a hell and all the bad people." The little boy's face was full of doubts, "What kind of place is the Central Plains? Woolen cloth!"

"Foster father said that in a few days, the wind will be able to go to sea," the little boy's face showed a sincere smile, "I'm looking forward to it!"

Chapter 0191 Swinging Sword to Jin, Qing

The fragrance of clear tea permeates the imperial study.

This tea has a long history.It is a special product of the Song Dynasty, Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao.

The Dahongpao tea tree grows on the cliffs of Jiulongyan in Wuyi Mountain.There, the sunshine is short, the reflected light is more, the temperature difference between day and night is large, and there are fine springs infiltrating and dripping on the top of the rock all year round.This special natural environment has created the unique quality of Dahongpao's rich fragrance and refreshing taste.

However, because the tea tree grows too high, and the Dahongpao tree that is old enough to produce fine tea leaves is extremely rare, often only the top masters who are good at light work can search for the top and pick the tea leaves from the tea tree.

And the tea leaves in the imperial study are taken every year around the Qingming Festival.The most tender Dahongpao tea, every piece has been selected thousands of times.With this quality of tea, the entire Song Dynasty could not harvest much in one year.

The value of this cup of tea on the table alone is enough for a family of three to live a lifetime.

Of course, there are not many people in the world who are qualified to drink this kind of tea. Undoubtedly, Emperor Song Zhao Heng is the most qualified among them.

Gently lifting the lid of the cup, Zhao Heng sniffed the aroma of the tea with a smile on his face.

The drunken man is addicted to alcohol, the bright man loves tea, the color of wine makes the mind faint, and the clear tea makes the eyesight.

Zhao Heng likes to drink tea, since he was a child, when drinking tea.He felt extra awake.

"Tell Your Majesty to ask the Prince Houzhao to see you," the eunuch preached outside.

Zhao Heng smiled slightly: "Please come in."

The door opened, and Zhu Houzhao strode in, walking like a tiger, and bowing in front of Zhao Heng: "I've seen Your Majesty, I don't know Your Majesty Zhao Houzhao, what's the important thing?"

"His Royal Highness is here," Zhao Heng smiled slightly, "Come here, watch tea."

"His Royal Highness really enjoys life," Zhu Houzhao moved his nose and smiled slightly, "The Dahongpao of Wuyi Mountain has been praised since the father's first rank [-] years ago. I never thought that Houzhao was fortunate enough to be a first-ranked robe today."

Zhao Heng laughed: "What's the harm, the prince is filial to his father. Later, he will order someone to prepare a box for the prince and bring it back to the Emperor Ming."

"In this way, Houzhao thanked His Majesty," Zhu Houzhao cupped his hands and said, "Houzhao left without saying goodbye, it will take so many days to go, it really shouldn't be."

Zhao Heng smiled and said, "What's the big deal? When I was sent to your country as an envoy, I was like the prince, traveling around. The mission is to communicate with each other and understand folk customs. If the prince is bored in the palace , is it meaningless?"

"However, the recall of the prince this time is really a big deal, and we have to discuss it with the prince," Zhao Heng's face became serious.

Zhu Houzhao focused slightly: "What's the big deal? Please speak bluntly, Your Majesty."

Zhao Heng took out a letter from the desk and handed it to Zhu Houzhao: "This is a letter from Emperor Ming, Prince, please read it."

Zhao Heng has always had a genial smile, but now, he is extraordinarily serious, and there is even a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. Obviously, this incident made him really angry.

Zhu Houzhao took the letter and spread it out...

Zhu Houzhao let out a long sigh, with a trace of killing intent in his eyes: "Jin Guo, this is courting death."

Zhao Heng picked up the pen and slowly wrote: "The Jin Kingdom is located between the Song, Ming and Sui kingdoms. It is impossible to be alone, and it is not incomprehensible that he casts his vote on Yang Guang."

"Understandable, but that doesn't mean it can be forgiven," Zhu Houzhao said in his calm voice, with unquestionable murderous intent, "What the emperor means is that the two countries will join forces to destroy the Kingdom of Jin directly and not give the Kingdom of Sui to the Great Sui Kingdom. Opportunity to intervene?"

Zhao Heng nodded: "Yes. What Emperor Ming means is to give His Royal Highness a chance to exercise and participate in this operation."

"What can I do?" Zhu Houzhao looked at Zhao Heng with an unprecedented serious tone.

"Beheading," Zhao Heng said seriously, "a snake can't do without a head. The reason why the Jin Kingdom can rise is precisely because of Wanyan Honglie Prince of Wanyan Tribe and Aixinjueluo Xuanye, Emperor of Aixinjueluo Tribe. We want to destroy Jin. The country, we have to deal with these two people first."

"Wanyan, Aixinjueluo," Zhu Houzhao's eyes became more stern when he heard these two surnames.

No one knows better than Zhu Houzhao the shame these two surnames bring to the Chinese Han people.

In another world, Wanyan Agu built the Jin Kingdom, beat the Song Dynasty, surrendered the land, and the dragon bowed his head, which greatly humiliated the entire Chinese nation: after the Jin Kingdom was destroyed by Mongolia, one of the remaining tribes loved the new The Jue Luo clan made a comeback several hundred years later, directly destroying the Ming Empire and establishing the Post-Jin Kingdom.