Jia Ru has been staying in confinement during this time, in addition to determining, not allowing any more people who are not eye-opening to come to the official family and say something. There is also the need to quickly grasp all the latest news of the peace talks, of course, these things do not need to be done by him Jia Ru himself. He just waited in his daily director's place, waiting for someone to keep coming back. Although it was already very late, Jia Ru had not slept for a long time, he was half-lying and half-sitting on the soft couch with his eyes open, although he was powerful, he did not dare to use the palace maid to serve himself, only a few small envoys stood next to him and waited carefully.

There was a low voice outside, and then Wu Lin walked in quickly, the night was not too hot, but Wu Lin's face was full of sweat, his face was flushed, it seemed that it was not easy to argue with the opponent, and when he arrived at Jia Ru, he was obedient and saluted respectfully: "Teacher." ”

Jia Ru still had his eyes half-closed, and asked softly, "How?" ”

Wu Lin looked at Jia Ru's face, but he couldn't see anything, carefully grasped the words, and replied in a low voice: "This time it still doesn't work, Lord Shi and I have tried our best to lobby, but who is so refused." In short, the students are incompetent----" Jia Ru opened his eyes and said coldly: "What did Lu Daozhi say!" ”

Wu Lin said: "Which stubborn cow, which one is desperate to follow, I revealed the teacher's thoughts to him, but he said that now the whole Jiankang is paying attention to this matter, I hope the teacher will not go his own way, Jiangnan family is not the teacher's back wall-----"

At that moment, Jia Ru interrupted Wu Lin's complaint and said coldly: "Promise them first!" ----- see how they go down, but you'll have to compete with them in the details. ”

"What if they don't let me at all?"

Jia Ru was silent for a while, lowered his head and pondered, and when he looked up again, there seemed to be a light in his old eyes: "At most, it will be delayed for another three days, and it can't be delayed any longer, and they will not back down at all within three days, so they will expel Lu Daozhi from Jiankang first------ where he knows, and on the way to Yuanchuang, a medicine will understand him!" ”

This night, in the Song Ge Mansion in Qinhuai River, the prince also failed to sleep for a long time. The prince and Song Ge sat opposite each other for a drink, and then gossiped for a while, washed and went to bed, and it was not far from going there to live at home with a normal couple. Since getting Jia Ru's order to seduce Shang Chai Heng, this today's No. 1 prostitute no longer accepts other benefactors, although this is not a husband and wife is better than a husband and wife, seeing the prince is really a handful of days------ Song Ge has been absent for a long time, and he is a perennial figure in the sea of desire, so he will inevitably ask for it. Chai Heng is well-maintained, and his body is quite strong, although the women around him can shoot N milk from big, and they are quite easy to deal with. I don't know when I woke up, I opened my eyes and saw that there was still a high fever in the spring room, and the maid Tiantian was still standing outside the tent, bowing her head silently and waiting for Chai Heng and Song Ge's orders, Chai Heng next to her eyes were wide open, looking at the top of the tent, I don't know what I was thinking. Song Ge woke up, his voice was still spontaneous, and he was wrapped around it like a water snake, and a bunch of pepper milk was pressed against Chai Heng's chest, and he asked in a low voice: "Good man, why don't you sleep yet?" ”

Chai Heng's eyes moved, and he turned his head to look at Song Ge's delicate face: "It's just thinking, peace talks are just poison, why are so many people rushing to it?" It must have been the thief's father and daughter who were in it. ”

Song Ge chuckled in his heart, and his fiery desire didn't know where to go. My heart was spinning rapidly, and I couldn't make a sound for a while. And Chai Heng is not a person with a deep mind, once the words are said casually. I couldn't help but continue to talk about it, and told all the things that were haunting and circling in my heart.

I want to reuse Wang Mingzhi and other loyal ministers and good generals, although I can't change it as Gan Tang said, but some things can be realized in my own hands, and the DPRK and China are now prone to forming a party, Jia Ruquan

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Heavy, his talent was originally a little reluctant, and which fox in the palace was colluded with inside and outside, but he couldn't catch the other party's sore feet, although his father's body was not as good as a day, he could wait slowly, but the state couldn't afford to wait, once the Yan Kingdom recovered from the aftermath of the civil war, and the iron hoof went south again, can this dynasty still stand up? Find a reason to release the old thief from Jiankang as soon as possible, if not, how can he show his ambitions.

The night has gradually deepened, but the two banks near the Qinhuai River are still lively, and in the courtyard wall of the Menglou opposite the Song Ge house, there is a faint sound of silk and bamboo, and it is faintly heard. At this time, in the inner courtyard of Meng Lou, a woman in her twentieth and eight-year-old years old was seriously playing the professor's repertoire, and a plainly dressed female gentleman was sitting at the small table in front of her, dragging her chin and listening to the sound of the piano. The woman's age is actually only eighteen or nineteen years old, although she is dressed plainly, she is the same as the woman opposite who is dressed in a gorgeous piano, her appearance is extremely outstanding, her beautiful and elegant melon seed face, beautiful and charming, and her figure gives people a faint feeling like an ink painting. It is in strong contrast with the delicate and mellow girls who are learning the piano below.

These two female histories are also among the eight famous prostitutes in Jiangnan, the little history of playing the piano is named Ma Yuanyuan, who is the head of this Meng Lou, and the plain woman is another famous prostitute in Jiangnan Lin Yuner. Unlike Song Ge, who is good at calligraphy and painting, Lin Yuner's piano and Ma Yuanyuan's dance are all unique in this summer.

The two of them carried the small sedan chair endlessly, bringing the female histories of the various courtyards here, and the butterflies wearing flowers also did not enter the private rooms, and then aroused greater laughter and wine!

No matter what time it is, Jiankang is a city that never sleeps. No matter how much the fighting in the north is, no matter how noisy the alien races are, or the struggle between the various forces that are gradually straining in Jiankang City, it seems that the excitement here will not be reduced by half. The glamorous days of Jiankang City, in the minds of most people, will continue for a long time, and there will never be a time to pass away.

A jade-faced scholar in his thirties in front of a few windows along the street at the highest point on the fourth floor of Menglou, holding a glass of amber fruit wine in his hand, stood in front of the window and looked at the house across the street.

The lights of Menglou are bright, the people are moving, the warblers are singing, compared to the Song Ge across the wall, it seems to be two worlds.

As usual, the Imperial Banzhi has been stationed around, spending most of his time in Menglou, and only coming over for a circle in the middle of the night. Being able to appear once in half an hour is already considered an errand and diligence. In the case of Chengping's wealth and prosperity for a long time, Jiankang's royal department is even more decadent. In the eyes of those who care, this kind of surveillance, even less, does not make much difference.

The scholar in front of the window shook his head slightly, and there was no inexplicable ripple in his heart, whether it was the Jin Ge Iron Horse in the north or the soft red ten-zhang of the Qinhuai River, for himself, it was nothing more than a battlefield. But it is necessary to win the battlefield! If the opponent lives, he will be crushed to pieces.

The autumn wind is bleak, the time has come to the second half of the night, the bustle of the Maqian Street of the Qinhuai River in Jiankang City is gradually passing the climax time, two or three luxurious carriages from Song Ge's house are inserted horizontally, each car is pulled by two horses, to the corner of the street, and then a figure burst into cheers, rushing towards that side. There were seven or eight classes around the carriage, and the body cut through the bleak autumn mist like a sharp arrow, turning the whole atmosphere into a bowstring that was constantly tightening, and in the blink of an eye, the figure rushed towards the second carriage, and the 'Partial Flower Seven Heart Fist' that had been cultivated to the peak slammed hard

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At the head of the steed.

The blood burst into flames, the horse hissed, and with this punch, almost the entire body of the horse left the ground, and crashed into the other horse, and the horse pulled the wheels, and the whole car suddenly began to tilt, and the wheels left the ground, and suddenly rolled to the side.

There was a loud rumbling sound, the carriage body fell to the ground, and it was still advancing forward with a huge inertia, and the sewage and garbage on the street were stirred up for a while, and in front of the carriage, the figure pushed the car that had been erected with both hands, and the whole person was slid backwards by the body of the carriage, but finally the sliding momentum stopped. The carriage behind swerved and slammed into a large tree on the side of the road. With a loud bang, the wheels of the carriage were smashed and broken in two, and the horse that fell to the ground also took off the reins, and with the loud bang, the man also shouted: "Grievances in the rivers and lakes, get out of the way if you don't want to die------" The prostitutes on the side of the road screamed and fled one after another.

The carriage knocked over a stall selling fried oil, a pot of boiling oil was knocked to the ground, firewood flew wildly, the carriage ran over from above, hit the wall on the side of the road, stopped, and the flames rose with a bang.

The carriage was huge, and at this time there were three people screaming and crawling out of it, all of them were the small yellow doors of the prince's mansion, and on the third carriage in the distance, someone tore the brocade curtain with a bang, and the figure came out of it, with one foot and a little wheel, like a big bird, soaring in the air 'left and right to wear flower hands' towards the assassin.

The autumn wind was bleak, the long street was smashing, the flames were burning, the figures surrounded them, and the figures were shot out like cannonballs, falling to the ground, and bleeding. At this moment, there were two carriages side by side, blocking the front and back, and the pedestrians fled in panic and looked over from the incense building in the distance. The four carriages are wide, at this time, each car wears different costumes and weapons of martial arts people, different from the general street fighting, just engaged, seven royal front class straight old man died at the moment, people near and far more understand the meaning of the name Chai Heng, looking back at the state of affairs, can find the decisiveness of the actor, but even so, what appears here are the heads of small sects in the martial arts, or the green forest bandits who kill people and goods, and there is really an art industry under their hands, the kind that has killed many people, put it in peacetime, one person can single-handedly pick up a dozen or so big men. However, when the four cars came down, each with a sword, they could feel that the old eunuch in front of them, who was fighting alone, had such an amazing means.

Everyone doesn't have too much fear of the old eunuch in front of them, they are all famous people in their thirties and forties, they have been bleeding for so many years, in the past, because they were martial artists, they were not taken seriously, and some even performed on the streets, but they had hard work under their hands, and they would not be afraid of fighting, no matter what. In their opinion, at the moment, this person is blocking everyone's impact head-on with the strength of one person, either crazy or desperate, or hot blood.

The surrounding attacks have all come together, and the person on the left has a pair of eagle claws directly clasped the old eunuch's shoulders and veins, this person is known as Tang Zhenchuan of Zhenchuan's iron claws, and at the same time, other knives, swords and guns and other weapons killed Ling Ran from front to back, left and right, but the next moment they seemed to be caught in a hurricane!

They never expected that as soon as they met the person in front of them, most of them were killed by his lightning-fast attack in an instant, and what was displayed in front of them was nothing more than an afterimage.

Tang Zhenchuan almost subconsciously retreated, and before he could stand firmly, a bone-chilling pain came from his arm, and a red dot appeared on the proud right hand Lao Gong acupoint, and he knew that his right hand was afraid to be useless. Tang Zhenchuan, who had not yet recovered from the fright, felt a strong force coming from the back of his head, his corpse flew out together with a couple with swords on the side, and the other assassins were distracted by the old eunuch's strange martial arts, and subconsciously retreated.

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