On Jinming Lake, it is rare to see such a poetic and beautiful scenery. Afterwards, the boats all entered the passage, and the boat was three feet away. They did not want to ruin the peaceful days. Tomorrow, the stories about talented people commented on by various teahouses were nothing more than this. There are talented people in the academy. , his talent astonished everyone, and the beauty Fei Shuang stepped forward to ask the scholar about his sincerity. Even compared to the Jin Dynasty Jiangnan, he was not less elegant.
It was so poetic and picturesque, but Song Linjie was making a big fuss from the side: "This is probably what Zhang Ling said was aroused by sex, hey, Wu Zhi, how do you think this girl Xie compares to your sister?"
Wu Zhigang wanted to break his words, but quickly kept silent and changed his words: "Of course my sister is better, her red dress is swaying, this girl Xie doesn't have martial arts skills, she will definitely not be able to dance with thousands of graceful steps, here is to reduce the point."
The two of them looked back together, and as expected, Ming Yue, the deputy leader of the Ming Hall, was indeed behind him, smiling calmly, but he did not look at the two of them. When the surroundings were dazzling, they also saw the Jin Yu City Rouge Duo Jue. One Jue, today hundreds of boats are traveling with them, and both beauties are here. It can be said to be a feast for the eyes. You come here with pleasure and return with pleasure.
Cao Minghua also turned around and took a look at this beautiful woman who looked like a fairy. This woman was nowhere else but on this pleasure boat. He couldn't help feeling that there was no mediocre person on this pleasure boat!
Zhang Ling also looked up at each other on the boat, but he looked up a little higher. He saw a man holding a piano on the ceiling of the boat. The man was handsome and handsome. From a distance, he even looked like a man and a woman. He was said to be a man and a woman. It's not an exaggeration to kill them all. When he saw the other person looking at him, he nodded and smiled, and this was Qin Yi whom he met at Baihua Villa.
When Zhang Ling saw what was going on here, he jumped back in anger and asked, "Why are you here?"
Qin Yi said softly: "I'm passing by and want to say something to you. You and Wu Zhi come here, and we'll go out and talk."
Zhang Ling and Wu Zhi were both strong in Qinggong, and the other two were even masters. They floated away on the water behind hundreds of boats. A few people vaguely saw them and wanted to call their companions. When they looked back, the four of them had already landed.
The four of them found a teahouse to sit down, and Qin Yi said, "We plan to go to the north to find the hall master."
Wu Zhi turned his head and said dullly: "This person has nothing to do with me, why mention him?"
Mingyue sighed and said, "I know you hate your father because your mother was killed, but there is a hidden truth behind it."
Wu Zhi couldn't stop crying and shouted: "What hidden secret can make him refuse to save his married wife?"
The two of them had already set up soundproofing techniques, and people at other tables felt strange when they saw this man crying bitterly, but no sound was heard.
Mingyue said: "I can't tell you the reason yet. As for Zhang Ling, you will know it when you see King Chen."
Qin Yi stood up, patted Wu Zhi on the shoulder, and persuaded: "Don't cry anymore, and change your behavior. If you insist on acting out of anger, we won't tell you, and even your actions will kill more people." People, including the entire Chengdao Academy!"
The two juniors were shocked. There are two great masters in the academy. Who has this strength?
Zhang Ling was stunned and asked: "Is it related to the clan's extermination?"
Qin Yi nodded and said: "Not only the clan, but also the changes in the entire world are related to this matter, and it may even be related to the epidemic in Luping Valley that year."
Zhang Ling didn't ask any further. If they didn't say anything, it would be something he couldn't do now.
Mingyue also stood up and said indifferently: "By the way, Zhang Ling, I would like to remind you that Zhang Jingqian went to Wu State a few months ago. You should act calmly. Now that we have finished talking, it's time for us to leave."
Watching the two of them go away, Zhang Ling looked at Wu Zhi's still sad look and said seriously: "I also have something to tell you."
Wu Zhi raised his head, and Zhang Ling smiled suddenly: "Just pay for the tea."
After saying that, Zhang Ling also ran away. The two exchanged Qinggong just yesterday. Wu Zhi saw Zhang Ling's steps that were somewhat soaring. The results were evident today, and he sighed: "You have to run away with a few copper coins. Who can ah!"
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A few days later, the grand event of the Boat Poetry Festival came to an end, and the voices for the two beauties gradually cooled down. They were still reading, practicing when they should, and farming when they should, but Zhang Ling was the only one who was doing his best.
An extra drop of sweat today will give the Prime Minister's house and his party one more chance of survival.
As Chen Ke'er said, practice should not be interfered with by external objects and thoughts. Now that the plan of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the method of isolating the breath have been figured out, and he also learned from Ren Pingsheng that the middle-aged man who came on the day of the poetry meeting was from the Prime Minister's Mansion, but This is the scary thing. No one in the academy could see that person's realm that day. He was either just an ordinary person, or he used strange methods to isolate his breath. With such ability, he was undoubtedly a first-class master, but it was good to know his level. In terms of appearance, it would be better to wait until the day of the banquet to avoid it, but now that there is no external interference, meditation and practice will be more effective. In just a few days, he can write hundreds of character combinations fluently and naturally, and he can control three flying needles to kill people.
At the entrance of the courtyard, a woman suddenly visited. Zhang Ling was a little surprised: "What are you doing here?"
The woman's name is Meng Qian, a witch from the southern Xinjiang shaman tribe. The poison was given by Zhang Jingqian, but it was this person who asked for the poison.
Meng Qian asked: "Where is your medicinal Gu?"
Zhang Ling's mind was spinning wildly, thinking of a perfect excuse. Seeing Zhang Ling's hesitation, he immediately asked, "Show me that bottle of poison?"
Zhang Ling remained silent, and Meng Qian had no choice but to say clearly: "Medicinal poisons are related to each other. If a medicinal poison enters another person's body, nearby medicinal poisons will also sense it. However, my medicinal poison has not sensed your presence in the past few days. Tell me, was it used to kill someone?"
Seeing that Zhang Ling couldn't hide it, he was about to get up and run away. Meng Qian sat on Zhang Ling and wrapped her ample legs and butt directly around Zhang Ling. If she was seen by the young man who was going out to the brothel, he would definitely praise this girl for "good life" ".
Zhang Ling hurriedly pushed away: "Senior sister, men and women are not close to each other, please get up."
Meng Qian no longer asked about the medicinal poison, but still smiled seductively and said: "Okay, then if you touch me, then marry me. I am a witch from the witch clan, and you are the successor of the medical saint. We are well matched." It just makes the relationship between the two factions one step closer."
Zhang Ling behaved like a hypocrite: "Girl, please respect yourself. It's obvious that you sat on it yourself, girl."
Meng Qian picked up the topic and said: "Then you explain the medicinal poison clearly first, otherwise I will sit there until the whole academy sees it."
Zhang Ling said helplessly: "It is intended to be used to kill people, but the person is not dead yet."
Meng Qian asked: "Who are you going to kill? We can't kill him right away."
Zhang Ling said: "Lu Cheng, the son of Lu Hongyan, the Minister of Civil Affairs, had a quarrel with me and Song Linjie, but there was a first-class member in his family. If he were killed at that time, it would be difficult to escape the connection."
Meng Qian stood up and said with a smile: "If the people of Yaowang Valley know that one of them has a disciple who is very deep in the city and likes to kill people, will they kick you out?"
Zhang Ling stood up and said: "I have never even been to Yaowang Valley, so I am not considered their disciple."
Zhang Ling walked around Meng Qian in a blink of an eye, and happened to see Chen Keer standing at the door of the hospital with a smile.
