My secret guard is not good at coaxing

The main entrance of the West Palace.

Zhao Ming'an bowed to the ground, and respectfully sent off the virtuous king—the second young lady of the Tang family, carrying a small skirt, jumping into the carriage and going away.When the field of vision was almost out of sight, he asked in the dark as if talking to himself, "Aren't you going to chase?"

The bamboo shadow behind him swayed silently, but the people in the dark had already changed.

Zhao Ming'an waited for him to walk away before turning around leisurely, squinting his cold eyes, and stared at the leader of the imperial guards guarding the center. In front of the Xicheng imperial guards, he half threatened and half ordered, "Send the order, Zhao Ming'an disregarded legal etiquette and stayed in the inner palace repeatedly, causing rumors to spread everywhere, punished him with disorderly etiquette, gave him fifty sticks, and took him to the execution room to wait for punishment."

The leader of the imperial guards was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud. Who dares to imprison Prime Minister Zhao, let alone fifty sticks, stammering pale, "Ms. ...Besides, the execution room is a place where slaves and maidservants are treated..."

Zhao Mingan's smile was gentle and harmless to humans and animals. He stepped forward with his long legs, stretched out his hand gracefully, and made a gesture of invitation respectfully, "That's right, my lord, lead the way."

Inner hall, study.

The young emperor frowned, "Why is it you, forget it, what about him?"

The servant knelt down on one knee. At first he didn't understand whether the "he" the young emperor asked was Chen Tang, who had temporarily changed shifts with him, or Zhao Xiang, who had just been taken to the torture room. I was shocked when I saw the broken rice paper.

Guilty edict.

This pair of monarchs and ministers are really good at fabricating their own crimes.

He couldn't help but smiled wryly and said, "Your Majesty, you don't need to write. Prime Minister Zhao has ordered the imperial guards to send him to the torture chamber under the pretext of repeatedly staying in the inner palace and disturbing the etiquette."

The sun is setting.official way.

The Tang family parked their car by the stream, and five or six servants rested by the stream.

Second Miss Tang was sitting on a rock near the stream, playing with her fingertips boredly, leaving only a light blue back, cool and quiet, in stark contrast to the lively and shouting crowd here.

Xiao Man confessed the work in hand, and walked slowly towards this side, biting his lip in embarrassment and thinking about how to speak.Hearing Xiao Man's voice, the girl turned her head slightly with her back to him, smiled knowingly, raised her hand to reveal a lotus-white arm, and waved it lightly.

Xiaoman walked a little deeper into the woods, stood intently for a while, and then moved towards a certain direction.

The person facing him was wearing a crow-black military uniform, which was similar to night clothes. It was neat and close-fitting, and there were a few more dark grids decorated with dark gold piping.

Xiaoman had seen this dress before, and it was a dark servant's regular uniform, and it looked like he had come here just on duty.When Xiaoman came, he was a little confused, he didn't bring a weapon, the man should have a weapon, but he didn't use it.Xiaoman staggered, and took out a short dagger from the man's slender but strong waist, flipped his fingertips, and the silvery dagger fluttered like a butterfly under his hand, beautiful and deadly.

Xiaoman thinks that after coming out of the Tiger Villa, he practiced martial arts diligently, and he did not lose much in actual combat. In the interval, he was fed by the imperial guards and the perverted women's clothes, and his agility was also honed. It is a little small.

However, it is useless, and it is still at least half a year worse than this person.

Xiaoman even suspected that "almost succeeding" before was an illusion created by this person to tease himself. This person still used the previous moves, which Xiaoman knew. This person taught him every starting move. Xiaoman closed his eyes. It can reflect the next step of this person.

But there was something different, Xiao Man was already in a cold sweat when he realized it.

mirror.

When this man was the owner of the Tiger Villa, he was still a respectable little person after all, so Chen Tangzhi, the owner of the Chen owner, still had to pretend to be majestic. The silk outer shirt is ascetic and rigid.Peiyu is a cloud-patterned jade buckle given by someone Xiaoqing, and the saber is the Qianqiu Liuguang Sword.

The sword is on the right.

Chen Tangzhi used his right hand to wield the sword. Whether it was a daily sparring or one kill per day, Chen Tangzhi used his right hand to start, and Chen Tangzhi used his right hand to pick up vegetables for him.The only time I use my left hand is probably when doing that kind of thing?Chen Tangzhi's left hand is very flexible, with a slender palm and a masculine texture. When rubbing it, the control of the strength is exquisite and skillful. With a few random strokes, Xiaoman's waist is soft and his legs are soft. Only there is hard. Wanting to cling to this person, venting his body fusion...but it was only at this time that he saw Chen Tangzhi using his left hand.

Already palmed in distraction.Now this person's moves have all become left-handed.Fisting, blocking, defending, dodging, Xiaoman seemed to see another self in the mirror in the gap between Xiaoman and him.

The man obviously wanted to use his strength to open the distance, Xiao Man almost gave up defending and stuck tightly, and then stabbed again and again. One dodges, twists Xiao Man's arm, presses his shoulders and presses him down, and touches Xiao Man's back with one knee, subduing him to the ground with one knee.

Both of them tacitly stopped moving.

It's okay if the other two men hit this level, but the posture of these two men, Chen Tang pressed Xiao Man on the grass with such a bold sword, inexplicably, there was a sense of coercion, after all, this scene was in the dead of night two years ago It has appeared too many times in the study room, in the misty hot spring, and in the soft and fragrant red tent after the lights are turned off.

Bang bang bang heart beat faster.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Chen Tang backed off in his heart, subdued, then what?I didn't come to fight this man!I just wanted to take a look at this person, anyway, people have seen it, or just like this, withdraw?

Fortunately, Xiao Man broke the weird silence first, "You... your right hand is still not good?"

This question is a bit difficult to answer.

In fact, Xiaoman was indeed merciful at that time. The injury looked bluffing, but in fact it avoided important bones and muscles. He was able to weave dogtail grass flexibly after just over a month.

The question then arises, how can he explain his now more flexible left hand?Let’s be honest: I was just kidding with you back then, I used to fight with my left hand?Anyway, the names were all fake back then, and the identity was also fake, so it's not surprising that Kungfu has reservations.

Weird.

As far as this kid's competitive character is concerned, he will definitely be hated.

Then only...

"It's all right now, haha. I thought my right hand would be useless back then, but now I've practiced my left hand. But I'm really fine now. Look..."

The person under him seemed to be smiling, felt his chest tremble, and his voice was hoarse, "That's amazing, Chen Tangzhi, I, I'm just pretending that you can't pretend anymore."

Chen Tang: "..."

Chen Tang let him go slowly.

He really wanted to ask someone to ask Xiao Man why he used the name Chen Tangzhi, but he didn't ask because he vaguely felt that he probably couldn't bear the answer.

But more important than this is, "Xiao Man, why did you talk to that adult..."

Xiaoman turned around, almost gritted his teeth and glared at Chen Tangdao viciously, "You can control it? Who do you think you are? Or do you want to check on that lord again?"

Chen Tang simply hated iron and steel, "Do you know what that young master and that lord talked about? That lord and his cronies will never be able to leave Jizhou for half a step from now on. If you go back with him, you will be in trouble for the rest of your life." I'm imprisoned in Qizhou, so what's the difference between you and Tiger Villa? You obviously worked hard to get out of Tiger Villa, and you were admitted to the Imperial Guard..." Chen Tang paused with a serious expression, and then slowly said every word Authentic, "Is this the freedom you want?"

Seeing that the man still looked upright, Xiao Man frowned, furious in an instant, took a step forward and grabbed Chen Tang's skirt, pulled the man in front of him, and yelled, "Then who do you think did it? Whose dream is it to achieve fame and success? Do you think that Chen Tangzhi, who was all-round and pliable and did not kill at will, will be loyal to the adult who has both ability and integrity and who governs the world with benevolence, or the young master who killed his brothers and cut down the vassal with ruthless reforms? ?”

Chen Tang was stunned by Xiao Man's voice, opened and closed his mouth.

The logic is tight and cannot be refuted.

No, wait, why did I give Xiaoman this impression before!Who is so slick and ruthless!

Chen Tang's expression turned cold suddenly, and he stepped on a certain spot in the grass. The dagger that Xiao Man had let go just now bounced back into his hand as if being pulled by a string, and then turned around neatly, protecting Xiao Man behind him. , the light-colored pupils without desires and disputes suddenly became fierce the moment they turned around, their tall and straight body was tense, and the whole figure was like a bow full of strings, unconsciously concentrated like a falcon with killing intent, facing the direction they came from.