Guarding the frontier at the beginning: I copied my talent

The maid was slender, with a pair of jade legs round and straight, gracefully moving between steps, and giving birth to lotus step by step.

The face was covered with a layer of tulle, which was the attire of all the maids in the Suxue Pavilion.

The shallowness is covered on her face, which is not charming.

If it was an ordinary woman, Shen Ming would definitely appreciate it more.

But the two talents on the top of the woman's head made Shen Ming's heart tighten.

[Jiu Yin Netherworld Body (Golden): Yin attribute elemental divine seal, meditation cultivation speed increases by 100 times, greatly increasing the effect of yin attribute elemental divine seal]

[Weapon Master (purple): The cultivation speed of all weapon exercises is increased by 40 times, greatly increasing the power of weapon exercises. Affinity for all weapons has increased dramatically.

"Night!"

Shen Ming actually met the night leader who had raided the Dragon Spine Boat before in this Suxue Pavilion!

"What is she doing here? The old bustard said that there were VIPs in the attic today, and he was chartered. Could it be to assassinate them? In

an instant, countless speculations came to my mind.

This night, the leader had a conflict with himself, and he had already formed a grudge, and now he appeared in the city of Shanglong, no matter what happened, it must be right to try to destroy it.

Moreover, Shanglong City is the capital of Daxin, and it is fully armed, and Shen Ming is sure that they will not return.

At that moment, he glanced at Jiang Laohan:

"Jiang Lao, I just saw a person, judging by his figure, it must be the leader of the night who attacked and killed the dragon's spine boat that day!"

Jiang Laohan was sophisticated, and he didn't look around when he heard this, he believed Shen Ming, and replied without hesitation:

"I'll go and inform this Longsi in Shanglong City, and I will definitely kill them all this time!"

Shen Ming nodded and instructed:

"I'll follow the leader of the night wait alone first, leave a mark along the way, Jiang Lao, you can send Man'er to the inn to settle down first, and then come to me after calling reinforcements."

Jiang Laohan bowed his head, and now in order to avoid getting lost at night, it is inevitable to act separately.

He knew that Shen Ming was cautious, and he had learned the [Breath Harvesting Technique], so he said "be careful", so he didn't say much.

Man'er got an explanation and nodded obediently, although she didn't know why Gongzi left alone, she couldn't help but worry.

Shen Ming got up and looked towards the door, the talent on the head of the leader that night was really shining, and it was difficult to chase it away.

Just as he was about to keep up, Zhang Lu stopped at the table:

"What's the matter? Yokel! Afraid of losing and embarrassing, do you want to escape? "

It's so good to be dead in front of Shen Ming, and his arrogant appearance is really annoying.

Shen Ming didn't have time to spend time with him, and he didn't care about it, so he approached, and quietly punched Zhang Lu on the lower abdomen.

Immediately left.

[Breath Trick] activates and disappears into the crowd.

What kind of power is Shen Ming? This light blow also saved his hand, but he directly hit Zhang Lu with only air intake and no air out.

There was a strange sound in his throat, and he sat on the chair with a hunched back, unable to slow down for a long time.

Jiang Laohan spent a lot of money on consumption today, but he didn't catch anything, and he was unwilling.

Thinking about it for the next time, write the word "Shen Ming" on the brocade.

They are gone now, if this poem really wins the championship, and tomorrow come to find the Oiran Dong Xinyue to accompany the wine, wouldn't it be beautiful?

beckoned to the servant and asked him to hand over the brocade.

Immediately took Man'er's little hand and left.

By the way, he deliberately stepped on the ankle of Zhang Lu, who was sitting on a chair.

Zhang Lu had just recovered from the punch in his lower abdomen, and there was another heart-piercing pain in his ankle.

Pain! It hurts so much!

I can't cry out in pain! The guards around him were sent out to squat at the door again, helpless!

I could only grit my teeth and watch Jiang Laohan walk away.

At this time, in the attic room, Xiao Jing finally couldn't bear it.

He slowly got up, said a few words to his colleagues and subordinates, and was about to leave.

This banquet was originally held for Xiao Jing, and now it is mainly leaving, how to make it? The rest of the people also got up and followed.

Li Jinglin chuckled lightly and said to Xiao Jing:

"These people don't know anything, they know that Brother Xiao doesn't like such occasions, but they choose to be here."

Xiao Wan was noncommittal, the place for this banquet was chosen in Suxue Pavilion, I'm afraid it wasn't Li Jinglin's own decision?

He and Li Jinglin swapped positions this time, one up and one down, although the two disagreed politically, but there was a bit of friendship, this old friend was afraid that he deliberately wanted to make himself unhappy before entering Beijing.

Without further ado, the two walked side by side, followed by several high-ranking officials in the city, and slowly walked towards the attic under the crowd of guards.

This move ushered in the attention of all the literati on the first floor of Suxue Pavilion.

How did Xiao Jing not know what they were trying to do? I couldn't stop sighing in my heart, and gave these people a "so ambitious" evaluation.

At this time, Shen Ming's brocade silk had been handed to the singer by the little girl.

In the face of a group of literati and ink writers today, he was well prepared, he was on the stage of the lobby of Suxue Pavilion, his voice was light, and he didn't pay attention to the movement of the attic, and he chanted at the moment:

"Long Caring for the Ancients"

has a low and loud voice, but it has a good voice.

Longguan is connected to the mountains and rivers of Hanzhou, and the Yanzhou Rushing River is located in the important situation, and it is also the Gongwei Qi and Zhao dynasties, and it is very close to Shanglongcheng.

But it has been written badly, and it is difficult to have new ideas, nothing more than singing praises of virtue, describing the great new prosperity, and borrowing the past to describe the present.

Everyone's thoughts were on Xiao Jing again, but no one listened.

"The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are on the surface of Longguan Road."

The servant's rich voice, with a sense of heaviness, sang seriously.

Xiao Jing paused for a moment, only to feel that there was some momentum when he heard it, but he didn't stop.

"Looking back at the capital, hesitating. Sad Qi Zhao Jing Xing, the palace has been made of soil.

At this time, the sound of squirming became quieter, and finally someone came back to his senses.

Although this poem is not written according to the law, it is really magnificent, and the feeling of heaviness is shocking!

Li Jinglin and Xiao Jing glanced at each other, and their steps slowed down unconsciously, wanting to finish listening to this song before leaving.

"Xing, the people are bitter!"

"Death, the people are suffering!"

Ode, silence all around.

Xiao Jing's footsteps stopped suddenly, and the officials who followed behind didn't react and almost collided.

A jade cup fell on the floor tiles, and the "ding dong" made a sound of falling beads, crisp and loud.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" The maid was startled by this voice, and hurriedly picked up the jade cup on the ground, and asked Dong Xinyue, who was looking at the poems downstairs.

A puzzled look was revealed. Her own young lady is the most calm and cold, and she has never lost her mind like this.

"It's okay, Que'er, you go downstairs and ask for me, who wrote this poem?"

A woman, quiet and leisurely, like a moon ring, is thrillingly beautiful.

"Yes, Miss!" Que'er nodded seriously, put the jade cup away, and walked downstairs.

"Xing, the people are bitter! Death, the people suffer!

Dong Xinyue swept the zither under her hand, and the strings trembled, like spring water in the pool, sweeping a piece of duckweed fluttering.

Xiao Jing came downstairs and sent someone to fetch the brocade silk, but he looked at it again in front of everyone.

"Aten, this is the man's seat." Xiao Jing is a doer, although he is in a high position, he has no shelf, and he does not summon his subordinates, so he directly asks people to lead him and walk towards the "Jiaten" seat.

Li Jinglin saw the signature on the brocade.

"Shen Ming."

He knows the name well! He concentrated to start a war with Mo Bing, and when he saw that he was about to succeed, he was defeated by the sudden cracks of the demon clan.

The person who discovered the crack of the demon clan was called Shen Ming!

"Could it be alone?" Li Jinglin thought about it, and also walked towards the "Jia Ten" with Xiao Jing.

Zhang Lu finally recovered from the pain, and he didn't know what had just happened.

Now my lower abdomen is still in pain, and when I pull up my trouser legs, I see that my ankles are swollen and swollen, red and purple.

I hated it in my heart, and vowed to catch those three people, and the man secretly killed them!

That little girl...

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Lu's mouth, but he saw an equally delicate little girl walking towards him.

He had seen this man once, but it was a profound image.

Isn't she the personal maid of the new Oiran Dong Xinyue?