The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

The land of Zhao is located in the east of the Yan Dynasty, and there is a lot of traffic on the sea. King Han Qi of Zhao and the people of Dongying often intersect.

Time went back to a few months ago, even though winter had passed, the place near the sea was still very cold with strong winds and strong winds.The man walking in front on horseback was short in stature, and his one-piece hood blocked most of his face.Different from the wide-sleeved toga that was popular in the Yan Dynasty, the men who carried the sedan chair behind him all wore only a tight bunt.Walking to Zhao Wang's mansion, the small man slid off the horse with the help of others, and said to the guards guarding the door in jerky Chinese: "We are representatives of Dongying merchants, and I am here to wish King Zhao a thousand years old." birthday."

The way of hospitality that should be done is not bad at all, it is not enthusiastic but not negligent. The tepid attitude of King Zhao made the envoys of Dongying feel a little confused.

The little man took the lead in toasting King Zhao with a glass of wine, and then made a big salute with his hands on the ground. He said in not-so-fluent Chinese, "Lord Zhao redeemed us. We are not representatives of the business community, but servants of the Asano family. My lord, wait for me to hear Your birthday is approaching, and I specially prepared a big gift for you, I hope Prince Zhao will not refuse."

Han Qi was not too surprised. He swept his index finger over the bangs hanging from his forehead, and smiled politely: "I thought it was a merchant, but it turned out that the envoys from Japan came all the way, and they worked hard all the way."

The emissary of the Asano family bent down and said in a respectful tone, "Lord Zhao is too polite! I am only a small country in Dongying, and I will rely on you in the future."

"You are relying on the prestige of my Dayan." Han Qi put down his wine glass, stared at the messenger and smiled, "It's not me, a prince."

The messenger reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, with an embarrassed expression: "Why did your lord say such a thing, the future Yan will depend on you."

Han Qi touched his chin habitually, and his raised tone was full of jokes: "Oh? Then where did you put my brother?"

"This..." The Dongying envoy and his entourage looked at each other in blank dismay. They had heard that the King Zhao of the Yan Dynasty had a strange temperament, and now he had seen it.

There is no smile on Han Qi's face, and his dark brown eyes are cold and forceful: "It is my family's business to rely on anyone in the future, and please don't worry about your lord in the future."

"My lord, don't misunderstand me. My lord doesn't mean that." The envoy left his seat in a panic. He wanted to explain but was worried that he would be smeared more and more. The gift prepared for the prince—the Qibao burning plum vase, please have a look at it.”

The white plum blossoms are not painted, but inlaid with thin pieces of jade. The red bottle body is also very bright, although it looks like a porcelain bottle, it has the unique luster of metal.But compared to the plum vase, the young man holding the vase attracted more attention.

Han Qi frowned and nodded slightly: "Everyone is interested."

The messenger didn't care about the change in Han Qi's face, and focused on introducing his precious plum vase: "This Qibao burning is a unique skill of our Dongying, and it has always been given to the most distinguished friends. It is made of metal, and the surface is decorated with Quartz is the main raw material, and it is fired with other pigments at the same time..."

Han Qi was bored, but he could bear his temper and wait until Envoy Asano closed his mouth in satisfaction before asking with a smile: "The plum vase is exquisite and unique, it is really extraordinary. It's just why the boy holding the vase is dressed like this..."

The boy holding the bottle was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with long black hair hanging down to his waist, and his slender body wrapped in a wide red robe, which looked very petite and lovely.In order to be commensurate with the Qibao burnt plum vase, not only the thin lips stained with water, but also the thick red oil paint under the eyes of Danfeng, the smooth shoulders are exposed, and the complex silver hair is covering the forehead. If it is not for the calluses on the hands, I really thought it was the oiran of some Liuguan.

"His name is Qibao, and he is a dark ninja from the Koga tribe." The envoy smiled ambiguously: "This time I came to escort the vase, and it is also another copy for you, my lord..."

Unceremoniously interrupting, Han Qi curled his lips in disgust: "Do you think I'm also a man?"

"Don't dare!" Touching Han Qi's reverse scale again and again, Asano envoy felt that he was really unlucky. The cold sweat on the back of his neck wet his collar, and his expression was forced to be calm: "If the prince doesn't If you like it, we will take him back. It would be a big mistake if it spoils your interest."

Although Dongying is a small country, many of its subjects are good at strategizing, and it is located near the sea in Yanyan. In the ocean trade from east to west, they are excellent partners for cooperation. Of course, they cannot be rejected hastily. , so it's not okay.

Now that the deterrent effect has been achieved, there is no need to embarrass useful people. Although Han Qi has no smile on his face, he has indeed lost his evil spirit: "Since it has been sent from thousands of miles away, it is inconvenient for me to refuse. But if there is a next time, don't I blame this king for being merciless."

The sky suddenly brightened, Cao Guogong's heart suddenly stopped, maybe things have changed.After a while, the men in black who were the first to evacuate had gathered in the backyard of the Cao Mansion, Cao Guogong was shy, but not as wobbly as usual, he stepped forward and grabbed a man by the shoulder and said anxiously: "What's the matter? Why is there an emergency signal?"

The man in black who was arrested trembled: "If you go back to Cao Guogong, King Jin... King Jin is back."

"How could it be?" Fatty Cao let go of his hand, brushed a handful of beards and said, "Didn't he quell the rioters in Ganzhou? How could it be such a coincidence? Could it be that someone leaked the news?"

The black-clothed assassins knelt down one after another, kowtowed and said, "I'm not a villain, please check carefully with Duke Cao."

Cao Guogong squinted his mouse eyes, and drooped the corners of his mouth: "Looking at your virtues, you can tell that you have failed! It seems that King Jin should bring a first-class master this time, and he is really getting better and better for this little friend. heart!"

The assassin who was kneeling beside Cao Guogong's feet was stunned, and muttered in a low voice: "It's obviously him alone, where did he come from such a master."

Although Cao Guogong was clumsy, his ears were exceptionally bright, and he glared and said, "You said Han Jing was the only one who came to save Wan Zixiao!" He stomped his feet fiercely, shaking his fat body from his forehead to his heels, and stretched out his stubby fingers to poke out of nowhere: "A group of trash! A group of people plus a little monster called 'Qibao' can't deal with two people, what a joke! "

Cao Guogong rolled his eyes, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said to the killer in front of him, "How dare you plot against me! I'm so angry! This time, this old man has been tricked!"

A candle was lit in the smoky alchemy room. Guo Ziqian knelt in front of the alchemy furnace and waved his fan leisurely.

"How is it?" Guo Ziqian asked softly, without a hint of anxiety in his flat tone: "Tell me about tonight's situation."

After listening to Qibao's description, Guo Ziqian frowned tightly: "You know your dart..."

"It's not darts," Qibao explained sternly: "It's the chariot sword among shurikens."

Guo Zigan froze the corners of his mouth: "Okay! It's the chariot sword. You know how much trouble your chariot sword will cause if you kill King Jin!"

The young man with red lips and white teeth tilted his head, as if he didn't understand: "Why can't you kill him? Didn't you say that your prince wants to win the country? They will kill sooner or later?"

The wooden face that always had a stiff expression suddenly showed a strange color, Guo Ziqian stared at Qibao and said, "Who told you this?"

Knowing that he had slipped his tongue, Qibao pursed his lips, and stood upright, refusing to say another word.

Guo Ziqian said softly: "Don't listen to the rumors outside, and don't care too much about what you shouldn't know. I will tell you what you need to do. And since you have been given to King Zhao, it is King Zhao's. People, from now on it will not be 'your lord' but 'our lord'. If there is any news, I will send someone to inform you. Don't talk too much when you get back, just pretend you don't understand our Chinese."

Qibao bent over and disappeared into the darkness.