But soon, this murderous intention was restrained.
Seeing this, Ziyi stood up, sat next to Li Changkong, and said softly: "General Li, there is an old saying in Daqian, which is that those who understand the current affairs are heroes."
"I think this sentence is not only applicable to people, but also to tea."
"Tea drinkers will get benefits, taste, comfort and comfort after taking a sip of frozen oolong."
"But if it's Yangzhou Longjing, you'll spend a lot of money just to drink a sip of tea foam."
"General Li is a man of great wisdom, so he naturally understands the truth."
As Ziyi said this, he personally poured a cup of frozen oolong for Li Changkong.
And what King Jing said is indeed true. Both the taste and quality of Dongding Oolong are far superior to today's Yangzhou Longjing.
This tea has just been brewed, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing and fragrant.
"Zi Yi is right. Drinking tea should be a matter of cultivating one's moral character. Why should we waste money on tea foam and suffer the consequences." King Jing stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Li Changkong with a burning gaze.
When Li Changkong heard this, he couldn't help but nodded: "The girl in purple and His Highness Prince Jing are right."
"You are all tea drinkers. You know better and worse tea than a layman like me."
As soon as these words came out, Ziyi and King Jing looked at each other, both seeing the joy in each other's eyes.
From the looks of it, there’s going to be some drama today!
But the next moment, Li Changkong changed the topic and sighed: "I just don't know whether His Highness King Jing and the girl in purple have ever thought about it. Changkong doesn't know how to drink tea!"
"I have never drank tea before. The first sip I took was Yangzhou Longjing, so I naturally remembered the taste."
"As time goes by, I just love this taste."
"No matter how good other tea is, I'm afraid I won't be able to taste it."
With that said, Li Changkong ignored the cup of frozen oolong prepared by Ziyi, but picked up Yangzhou Longjing and brewed another cup for himself.
Then he picked it up and drank it in one gulp.
He stood up, bowed and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, Your Highness. It's just that Changkong is a rough man. After all, I can only drink tribute tea!"
"Next time, it's better to have some food and wine."
"Farewell!"
After saying that, he turned around and left, determined to leave.
King Jing looked at this scene, his eyes were so deep that it was hard to tell the depth.
Ziyi also sighed helplessly, feeling that it was a pity to have such a talented person.
When Butler Yang followed Li Changkong out of Prince Jing's Mansion, his liver and gallbladder were trembling.
If it were someone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to understand the conversation between these people.
But Butler Yang is an old man from Wulinghou Mansion. He is always present when someone comes to visit Li Zhufeng.
These slangs in the officialdom are clear to my heart.
It can only be said that King Jing's method of educating people with tea is indeed superb. Even if he is discovered, there will be no clue.
After exiting the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion, the street in front of them was deserted. As far as they could see, there was no one there.
It's a little late now, but it's not curfew yet.
This kind of desolation is obviously a bit too much.
Li Changkong regarded it as normal and strode forward.
There is an alley on the street. It is dark in the alley. If you don't light a torch, you may only be able to see two meters in front of you.
Logically speaking, we should avoid places like this and take the main road.
But Li Changkong didn't dodge and walked straight in.
When Butler Yang saw this, his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
Tonight, it seems that there is no end to right and wrong.
Sure enough, when the two reached the end of the alley, they found that one person had been waiting for a long time.
The man was dressed in black and had a black mask on his face, leaving only a pair of dark and deep eyes.
The most conspicuous thing is the thing in his hand.
A sword! A three-foot-six-inch sword with a black body.
After Li Changkong saw it, he couldn't help but tilted his neck and joked: "You're the only one?"
"It seems that Prince Jing's Mansion is short of manpower."
But Heijian didn't talk nonsense with Li Changkong. He was born with a sharp weapon, a sharp weapon for killing people!
So he only knows how to kill people and not chat.
Zheng!
A fierce sword light came straight towards Li Changkong. The sword was sharp and blew his hair!
When Li Changkong saw this, he walked straight towards the black sword without dodge.
While walking, he punched out fiercely and shouted at the same time: "Adogan!"
Sonorous!
boom!
Strangely, along with Li Changkong's strange cry, there was actually the sound of weapons clashing.
Then the black sword flew out like an arrow from the string, and was finally embedded deeply into the wall.
Jia Taisui walked out of the darkness and looked at the sword marks on the silver halberd and the cracked tiger's mouth with a serious look.
"Old Li, we have encountered a problem."
When Li Changkong heard this, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he didn't dare to believe it.
This is Jia Taisui, a man with natural supernatural powers and martial arts talents who is unrivaled by the younger generation!
Who is this swordsman in black clothes and sword in front of him, who can make Jia Taisui so fearful?
Li Changkong just wanted to look at Heijian again, but found that the other figure was no longer on the sunken wall.
The next moment, a sharp sword light suddenly shot out from behind Li Changkong, precise and deadly!
If it were solid this time, Li Changkong's throat would be penetrated.
When Butler Yang saw this, his liver and gallbladder trembled, and he wanted to rush forward to help Li Changkong block the sword.
But I found that my speed was not enough at all! Fortunately, there is someone faster than him!
Jia Taisui strode forward, grabbed the long sword in Heijian's hand, took the opportunity to lock the Black Sword's position, and then swung a powerful and heavy punch towards his head.
Seeing this, Black Sword drew his sword and walked away, disappearing into the darkness again.
When Jia Taisui saw this, he quickly picked up the silver halberd from the ground.
When Li Changkong saw this scene, he looked at Jia Taisui's right palm and found that it was already bloody.
You know, even when he was surrounded by tens of thousands of troops at Hulukou in northern Xinjiang, Jia Taisui did not suffer the slightest injury.
Now it is...
"Old Li, this man is incredibly fast and his sword is even faster. Don't move three feet away from me." Jia Taisui held the silver halberd tightly in his left hand and lowered his voice.
Li Changkong nodded, feeling a little heavy in his heart.
Jia Taisui's Kung Fu practice was all about open and close, and he also used silver halberds and spears that could be used in battle.
Black Sword is different, he is a born assassin.
Black clothes and black swords come from the dark night and can hide in the dark night at any time.
The martial arts I learned focused on the word "quick"!
You only use your moves to kill the enemy. If you miss, you turn around and retreat without any hesitation.
If Jia Taisui encountered such an enemy in an open place, he would still be able to deal with it.
But now we are in the alley. The silver halberd is too long to use, and we have to take care of ourselves. I'm afraid...
Li Changkong was not very optimistic in his heart.
call out!
However, before he could think about it, the sound of breaking through the air followed!
The black sword shot out of the night and stabbed straight into Li Changkong's chest!
Fast, accurate and ruthless!
