Chapter Ninety-Seven: Summoned

Chen Baichuan sat in the courtyard, holding a teacup in his hand, he has also been a demon in the past few days, and he will not stop if he doesn't drink all of Old Man Zhan's tea.

Lao Lu was carrying a black tray with a few plates of pastries, just right to drink with tea.

The crazy old man was gone last night, and Steward Lu was still smiling as usual, probably adding a little joy to the settlement of the great enemy.

Chen Baichuan beckoned Lao Lu to sit opposite, and to his surprise, Lao Lu unusually did not reject Chen Baichuan today with the excuse of dignity and order. The master and servant have not eaten at the same table for many years - since Chen Baichuan was ten years old.

The aroma was fragrant, and three cups of tea appeared on the table at the right time with Chen Baichuan's flowing movements.

Even Old Man Zhan, a bastard who loves cow chewing peonies the most, was stunned every time he was coaxed by Chen Baichuan's elegant movements, and he always felt that Chen Baichuan's tea was better than his own.

The old bastard took away two cups of tea as usual, and Chen Baichuan had no choice but to push the teacup in front of him to Steward Lu's side, and then cursed Old Man Zhan's disciples and grandchildren as usual.

Steward Lu was not polite, he picked up the teacup and tasted the liquid in the cup in a decent manner, and only after the tea bottomed out did he speak leisurely, and said: "I saw that the little master was tinkering with soil at home all day long, and the family laughed at you for starting the work of farmers, but now I know that they are stupid." The little master can figure out where this tea is mud legs, and at first glance it is played by a reader. ”

Chen Baichuan laughed, except for a group of barbarians from the Northern Barbarians, Chen Hengqing and the Three Kingdoms all waved the banner of respecting farmers, in fact, from the hundreds of officials to the people, the most admired in his heart were still scholars.

And the tea art that Chen Baichuan made looked like something that only a scholar could get, so he won praise from Lao Lu.

"By the way, old Lou." Chen Baichuan had also heard a little about last night's fire, but it was already late at that time, so he only instructed Steward Lu to find out again this morning, "What was the fire last night?" Did the prince escape from the city? ”

"Alas, speaking of this, the old slave also palpitated." Steward Lu relayed the original information he had heard from Chen Baichuan, along with his own angry scolding of Huang Hao's inhumane behavior.

The matter is complicated, and it is not something that can be said in a few words, and the two have been talking about several pillars of incense in the courtyard.

After listening to Lao Lu, Chen Baichuan was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Huang Hao to use such a vicious scheme in order to seize the throne, and this plan was like digging his own grave and digging his own foundation.

Chen Baichuan sighed lightly, after this fire circled a few times, it was inseparable from him.

Thinking of this, he asked, "Are the suffering people alright?" ”

Steward Lu's eyes dodged, not knowing whether to say it or not. When Chen Baichuan signaled to him but said that it was okay, he reluctantly told Emperor Qinghua's arrangement.

After Chen Baichuan listened, he also cheered for Emperor Qinghua. He has never been able to get rid of a **** heart, and he can't see the people suffering-even the people of Daheng.

The clear spring in the pot boiled again, and as soon as Chen Baichuan's hand held the handle of the pot, the person guarding the door came in and said, "Young master, there is a eunuch at the door, saying that Emperor Qinghua announced that you have entered the palace." ”

Chen Baichuan was stunned, these **** were hiding at home peacefully, could it be that the incident of cutting down the east window of Lynch was done last night?

Under the fence, the other party is arrogant. After roughly combing the appearance, Chen Baichuan followed the eunuch into the palace in confusion. Chen Baichuan thought confidently, don't do bad things, and don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door.

This time, there was no need to climb the white stone ladder, and the eunuch took him to another way, saying that he was going to Emperor Qinghua's bedroom.

The eunuch didn't come in, pushed the door in, the palace was empty, the eunuchs and palace maids who were waiting for people took the lead in retreating, Chen Baichuan walked in, and stood in place for a long time before hearing footsteps.

Emperor Qinghua was wearing full body armor, with two swords pinned to his waist, and walked out step by step from behind the screen.

The armor was still the same as last night, and the palace maid didn't have time to wipe it clean, so it was re-put on her body by Emperor Qinghua. He pulled out the sword at his waist, pointed it straight at Chen Baichuan, and said coldly, "What weapon do you use?" ”

Emperor Qinghua didn't seem to intend to give himself a chance to refuse, Chen Baichuan smiled and said: "Baichuan is not good at fighting, Your Majesty and I are better at fighting, how about it?" ”

Emperor Qinghua's expression was still very cold, he pulled out another sword from his waist, raised his hand, and the long sword flew towards Chen Baichuan with a scabbard.

"I've got a sword for you, so use it." Emperor Qinghua raised his eyebrows, and faced Chen Baichuan with the posture of the decisive battle between the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, "With a "Killing Poem", you can scare Lynch's son into incontinence, if you say that you are not good at fighting, then wouldn't all my Manchu generals have to return to their hometowns?" ”

Chen Baichuan stretched out his hand to take the sword, looking at the cold light of the sword body, he was not verbose at the moment, and put on the same posture as Emperor Qinghua.

Coincidentally, although both of them now live in temples, they have both been mixed up with the rivers and lakes, and they have a little understanding of the rules of the happy and vengeful Jianghu people.

Chen Baichuan didn't know why, and he didn't know why Emperor Qinghua was like this today, but the soldiers came to block it.

He moved first.

The sunlight spilling in from the window lattice was split in half by the sword, and the tip of the sword in Chen Baichuan's hand pointed directly at the tip of Emperor Qinghua's nose. If a clear spring emerges, the tip of the sword will pierce the nose of Emperor Qinghua when the sun flickers.

Emperor Qinghua didn't have any emotion in his eyes, not even fear. His hand was like a thunderbolt, and the long sword slashed aside the clear spring that Chen Baichuan had steadily stabbed. If Chen Baichuan's sword is a clear spring, Emperor Qinghua's sword is a waterfall that hangs down from a cliff.

The advantage of the first strike was lost in an instant, and Chen Baichuan parried every sword of Emperor Qinghua like a long dragon with difficulty.

Is this still a normal old man?

Chen Baichuan gritted his teeth, the old man in front of him simply used the long sword as a battle axe, and every slash used a power that was completely inconsistent with what an old man should have.

What's even more odious is that Emperor Qinghua's attack almost didn't stop, and the pouring rain fell from the tip of Emperor Qinghua's sword, so that Chen Baichuan had no chance to fight back.

Chen Baichuan's wrist was shocked and numb, and he gave up the chic and free holding of the sword in one hand, even so, every sword made him doubt his life.

Is it a lie for the master to say that "the long sword is the emperor, not because of its benefits, not because of its strength, but because of its elegance and ease, and its moves" are all lies? Emperor Qinghua completely used his strength to break through the skill, destroying all the changes in Chen Baichuan's moves.

What a Qinghua Emperor, is this insulting himself?

Chen Baichuan gritted his teeth, his eyes rolled with raging anger, and he roared bloodily to remind him that even if he fell, he could not be defeated.

Even if the person in front of him is invincible, Chen Baichuan has to fight to the death, let him know that ants also have anger, not to mention that he Chen Baichuan is no longer an ant to be slaughtered.