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The 'flower' lamp of the sixteenth of the month does not lose its brilliance at all, and there is a proverb among the people: at this time in the fifteenth month, there are still laughter coming from the window, and in the small pavilion of the green 'color' building, everyone is sitting in a precarious position, and there is silence.

"The Tang Dynasty has changed his title now, and he is all called the lord of the country?"

Baojin put down the teacup and said lightly, she looked at the lines of her palm, and gathered the 'essence' as if she was contemplating the suspension of the number of fate.

The middle-aged scribe on the opposite side was elegant and calm, but he was a little angry in front of her careless ridicule.

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

Bao Jin Manran chuckled, and finally raised his head and said: "Mr. is known as the white-clothed prime minister, the bond between my dynasty and the Tang King is pile by pile, you should always be like a mirror, right?" ”

When the middle-aged scribe heard this, he immediately frowned and said: "King Tang is sluggish to the court due to the trend of the times, and I also ask His Royal Highness to donate the first suspicion, you and I can work together to give the puppet emperor a fatal blow!" ”

Bao Jin was still slowly playing with the Yue Kiln porcelain cup in his hand, his smile deepened, but he was a little ridiculed, "Mr. is really eloquent, if you are too lazy, you will pass it off." ”

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

"When my father was on the throne, the king of your Tang family took the Jiangnan without authorization as a big family, and he threatened to seize Cao Yun, so that the court would not dare to act rashly,"

Her voice was faint, but with a gripping power, "When my sister was in power, you became more and more ambitious, and you actually went to the table to ask for the king, but after being sternly refused, you actually went to the Jiang and conspired against you. ”

The middle-aged scribe listened to her sharp words, and did not make a sound, but just got up and reached the ground, "That's all old things......

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

Bao Jin smiled slightly, threw the small seal in his hand into the air, and caught it lightly, and the colorful 'color' silk shone faintly under the lamp-

"Now that the sword is on the string, it is already a thousand dangers, and the DPRK and China already have the suggestion of the Southern Expedition, what kind of assassination are you still playing, but it makes them satisfied!"

The scribe listened to this sarcastic tone, silent, but the stabbing 'girl' on the side could no longer bear it, his apricot eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said unwillingly: "If my sword hits the emperor's heart......"

"Then, Nantang will be razed to the ground."

Bao Jin replied unceremoniously.

The 'girl' couldn't help but turn pale when she was choked by this, but she still said angrily: "The imperial court may not have this strength...... Besides, we have a lot of help, and some friends have helped. ”

The next moment, a laughter as crisp as a silver bell suddenly sounded, and the 'girl' became more and more angry, and said coldly: "What are you laughing at? ”

"I laugh at you for having no eyes."

Bao Jin said categorically, without looking at the angry and white faces of these two people, and laughed softly: "Do you think that the one who cooperates with you is really the widow of my Yuan clan?" ”

"What?!"

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

The 'girl' was so frightened that she couldn't believe her ears, the scribe, as a close confidant of the Tang King, thought about it for a while, and already understood what she meant.

He sighed heavily, and when he got up, he actually took a deep look again:

"Your Highness, please teach me."

Bao Jin sat upright like a ritual, did not dodge, and accepted this salute calmly, and a sentence burst out of Zhu's 'lips', which was very clear in the quiet night-

"One word, drag."

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The guests quickly took their leave, and the usual silence returned to the small building.

Bao Jin glanced at the remnant tea porcelain cup, and didn't call anyone to pay attention, just took off a commonly used ancient sword from the sandalwood frame and gently wiped the blade.

"You're here......"

She didn't look up, just whispered.

"It's the day of you and me again."

The figure that appeared on the stairs, wrapped in black silk, seemed to be as mysterious as the night, this is her current teacher, the master behind the Chenlou.

Seeing that she had taken the sword in her hand, the master of Chenlou couldn't help but smile slightly and said, "Have those guests of Nantang been sent away?" ”

"They are proud of their extraordinary martial arts and strategies, and they are still ignorant when they are used as swords by the queen, which is really ridiculous."

Bao Jin smiled slightly, the smile was quite shy, and the words he spit out were shocking-

"I'm just using them to try to reduce the power of the puppet emperor...... In any case, the fate of the fall of the Southern Tang Dynasty has long been doomed,"

The landlord looked at her deeply, and only after a long time did he let out a strange laugh.

She actually stared at Baojin with great pleasure, "Yes, my heart is like iron...... In this way, we can achieve the great cause of the world. ”

"I don't dare to have such big ambitions, but just go with the flow."

As Bao Jin spoke, he had already stood up and said with a smile: "Tonight, do you want me to demonstrate the sword moves you comprehended last time?" ”

The landlord nodded, flicked it, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the two stood facing each other, and then, there was a sea of swords and swords.

Bao Jin tried her best to dismantle more than 50 moves, only to feel that the other party's sword light was like a bead curtain, and it was difficult to get rid of it.

Electric, the landlord back, the long sword was bounced away, the two of them collided with their hands, touched like a swimming fish for a moment, and the long sword was retracted. Point to point. and each

"Your machine is more than enough, but your internal strength is still insufficient, so the sword intent is not feasible and dangerous......"

The landlord earnestly instructed. I didn't think about it.

Bao Jin thought back to Fang Cai's skin-to-skin contact, but his heart was shocked-

The landlord's arm that she came into contact with was rough and uneven, like a tree bark thorn.

What kind of skin is this?! (To be completed ~ OM, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )