Chapter 40: The Fire Empire's den

After Zhao Lin drank another glass of wine, he continued to chant: "Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world." ”

“......”

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. ”

"I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together. ”

The chanting of a poem ends.

At this time, Zhao Lin's body was already lying on the window, and he fell asleep.

Oiran's beautiful eyes were already filled with a very complicated look.

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And it is also an eternal quatrain that has no one before and no one after it.

Perhaps, this is the rumored talent of the literary saint!

There is no one in the world who can compare with this literary style.

This is true even if we go back a thousand years.

The Oiran gradually lowered the hairpin and inserted it back into her bun.

Her mouth was muttering: "Zhao Lin, I should have taken your life today, but I thought you had a peerless talent, so I will send your head down for the time being, today, just because we haven't seen it......"

Following.

When Zhao Lin woke up, he already found himself lying on the bed.

Splitting headaches.

Unexpectedly, he was drunk in this drunken immortal building last night.

And the Oiran is no longer in this room.

However, Zhao Lin did not pay attention to the whereabouts of the Oiran, but immediately left the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Back in the palace.

However, as soon as Zhao Lin returned to the palace, Cao Zhengchun had urgent news to report.

"Your Majesty, the old slave found a suspected spy den of the Fire Empire in Jinling City. ”

Cao Zhengchun reported to Zhao Linyu.

"Spy den?"

Zhao Lin's eyes suddenly froze.

The Fire Empire has planted many spies in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, this is a certain thing.

It's just that other places are fine, but now Jinling City has become the capital of the Great Song Dynasty.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, how can the spies of the enemy country be allowed to stumble?

"Where is this spy den?

Zhao Lin frowned.

Seeing that Zhao Lin frowned, Cao Zhengchun also hurriedly said: "The old slave has found out that the secret spy den is in the drunken immortal building in that city." ”

"What?"

Zhao Lin's face changed.

Drunken Immortal Tower, is it the secret spy den of the Fire Empire?

Isn't that Oiran yesterday very likely to be a fiery agent?

Zhao Lin calmed down and thought back to what happened last night, it seemed that there was indeed a little unusual.

His Heavenly Son Divine Skill has broken through to the second level, and his strength is comparable to that of a great grandmaster, how could he be drunk in the Qinglou and unconscious?

Now I want to come.

There is a big problem.

I'm afraid there was something wrong with the alcohol he drank last night.

There are also problems with the sound of the piano.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Lin broke out in a cold sweat.

He used to be in the same room as the fire agent, and he was completely undefended?

It's scary to think about.

Zhao Lin rubbed his eyebrows, and then a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Cao Zhengchun, you quickly take people to the Drunken Immortal Tower to catch the fire spies!"

"Especially that Oiran, you must get it for me!"

That Oiran, eight or nine is not far from ten, is a fiery agent!

This woman should be a martial arts master!

If not, Zhao Lin would not be so easy to be plotted by.

It's just that Zhao Lin was a little puzzled, after this woman charmed him, she didn't do anything?

If this woman is a fire agent, it stands to reason that it should be unfavorable to him.

However, Zhao Lin was not obsessed with this issue.

When Cao Zhengchun arrested people for interrogation, it would naturally be clear.

However, in less than half a day, Cao Zhengchun returned.

His face was not very good-looking.

"Your Majesty, the old slave is guilty!"

Cao Zhengchun's white face was slightly gloomy, "The old slave took people to the Drunken Immortal Mansion this time, and he has taken down everyone in the Drunken Immortal Tower, but he has not caught the Agni Secret Agent!"

And through interrogation of the bustard, it was revealed that the Oiran had left the previous night and was missing. ”

When Zhao Lin heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head.

It seems that the matter of the drunken immortal building harboring the fire spy is undoubted.

If not, why did the other party flee overnight in such a hurry?

But the Oiran did him no harm.

It's a bit puzzling.

Last night, if the other party wanted to kill him, it should be easy.

What was it that made the Oiran change her mind?

"Lin Xian'er. ”

Zhao Lin still remembered the name of the Oiran.

"I remember you. ”

Zhao Lin's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, and in his mind, the shadow of Lin Xian'er flashed.

"Your Majesty, the people of the Drunken Immortal Tower harbored the fire and spies, and their crimes are unforgivable, and they should all be punished by the nine clans to set an example. ”

Cao Zhengchun said coldly.

"Not necessarily. ”

Zhao Lin waved his hand.

According to the law of the country, the people of the Drunken Immortal Building should indeed be all executed, and the nine clans should be killed, and no one should be left.

However, Zhao Lin did not plan to do so.

Because, that Lin Xian'er let him live last night, although I don't know what the various reasons were, but if Zhao Lin slaughtered all the people in the Drunken Immortal Building now, it would be to repay virtue with resentment.

"The fire spy must have fled last night, and the rest are innocent people, they may not know about it, and it is useless to kill them. ”

Zhao Lin instructed Cao Zhengchun, "Let them all go." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Although Cao Zhengchun's murderous intent was soaring, in his opinion, it was not an exaggeration for the Agni Secret Agent to dare to threaten Zhao Lin's safety and slaughter the Drunken Immortal Tower a hundred times.

But Zhao Lin's order, he was naturally 100% obedient.

"Lin Xian'er, I hope we will have a chance to meet next time. ”

Zhao Lin touched his chin, revealing a thoughtful look.

......

At this time, on the surface of the vast Yangtze River.

A merchant ship is heading north.

At the bow of the merchant ship, there was a beautiful shadow.

Her skin is snow-white, bright and moving, and it is undoubtedly a very beautiful scenery on this merchant ship.

If Zhao Lin was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this beautiful shadow.

This woman is the Oiran of the Drunken Immortal Building, Lin Xian'er.

It's just that at this time, Lin Xian'er has changed into a white dress, looking more and more pure and beautiful, and the little smoke and dust on her original body has been cleansed.

In her hand, she is holding a book of calligraphy and painting, which is full of poems.

The font is beautiful, but it's powerful.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. ”

"I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together. ”

Lin Xian'er's mouth was silent, but she still couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Is this really a phrase that a thirteen-year-old emperor can write?

Later, a figure with the appearance of a dusty woman came behind Lin Xian'er and saluted the latter.

"Young master, after we left, the people from the East Factory of the Great Song Dynasty arrived and arrested all the people from the Drunken Immortal Building. ”

When Lin Xian'er heard this, a trace of gloom suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she sighed lightly, "The Great Song Dynasty Dongchang is really worthy of its reputation for efficiency. It's just that the people in the Drunken Immortal Building are all innocent, and I hurt them. ”

"Don't be sad, young master,"

The Fengchen woman continued: "Although the people in the Drunken Immortal Building were arrested, they were all released again in less than half a day, and the little emperor didn't seem to kill them. ”

"Really?"

Lin Xian'er was stunned, and her eyes lit up.

Zhao Lin, he actually let them go?