Jinan Sea

The lights are on, and night falls.Haoyue waits outside the Furong Hall for the reception of King Xiaojing.Xiao Jing Wang is preparing for the dinner, he needs to wait another hour.After waiting for so many days, Haoyue has enough patience to wait until the last moment.Mingzhu passed him into the hall, and said with a smile: "See with your eyes, remember with your heart."

Haoyue stood there holding her breath, posing as a subordinate.Fortunately, being under the Little Mirror King is not ashamed.

"Little Mirror King" is a title in the world, not the title of Marquis issued by the imperial court.It's like the folks collectively refer to the sage of Wen as Confucius, and the sage of Wu is the Great Mirror Wang Yanqi who wiped out all the countries and unified the mainland 6000 years ago.The leader of Yan Qi's lineage is the "Mirror King".The kings of mirrors of all dynasties respected Yan Qi, the founder of the mountain, respectfully called him the king of big mirrors, and humbled themselves as kings of small mirrors.This title is the world's martial saint, which has gradually declined in the past thousand years and disappeared in the long river of history.To this day, the common people don't know much, let alone the small official in Guangji is actually King Xiaojing.He popped out tonight.

The gate of the huge mansion was opened, the guards were standing in the courtyard, and the master had returned home.

The man was dressed in a black silk embroidered official uniform and a red gold crown on his head.With handsome eyebrows and handsome eyes, he is imposing, his face is not angry and majestic, and his anger is not heavy and full of evil spirits.Handsome and mighty like a god-man.He walked into the gate of the mansion with his entourage.Xiaojing Wang stood up slowly and walked to the gate to meet him.Haoyue turned her face to look, and was meeting that person face to face.

It is Ji Lin, Lord of Changle.Mr. Chang Le didn't seem to see him, and walked past him with his head held high.

Everyone can act, and everyone must act. This is an absurd play or you're out.

The owner of this mansion outside the city is also Mr. Changle.Haoyue glanced at the bright pearl in Furong Hall.He hadn't said it, but he hadn't asked either.Lord Changle's personal bodyguard, the general "Reckless Zhang Fei" even grinned at him as a greeting, and stood outside the hall to protect the lord.

Night is different from day.Everything has become hazy and tender.Little Mirror King is wearing a turquoise brocade robe and a gauze cap inlaid with red jade.Bai Shengsheng's face still had an inherent frightened expression, and he was a little lost.The brows and eyes are leisurely and indifferent, which adds a strange sense of stability to him.His figure seemed to be no longer crooked and erratic, and even his fancy clothes were more pleasing to the eye.Coughing in a low voice, he walked to the front of the hall to meet Lord Changle, completely lost the sharpness of reprimanding Wei Mo in the ring, and turned back into a lazy and vulgar local tyrant.

Lord Changle walked in calmly, untied the treasured sword, and threw it on the table with a "dangdang".Sitting on the main seat with a big voice.Little Mirror King didn't lift his head and eyes, as if he didn't see it.The two sat down side by side, and the dinner began. Mingzhu stood by and greeted the servants to serve food and wine.In the entire Furong hall, only Haoyue and the old staff were waiting outside the door.

Furong Hall was silent and cold.The two masters looked calm and acted naturally, like a well-known family.The young attendants served attentively, and it was a harmonious family feast.

The wind is calm, the people are calm, and the Splendid Lobby is like driving in the rough sea.Silent, speechless, a turbulent undercurrent surged in the air.

Haoyue was unwilling to give up this good opportunity, so she mustered up the courage to raise her beautiful eyes to observe carefully.

There is still a difference.Mr. Changle has a stern face, holding a golden cup in his hand, drinking wine in large gulps; King Xiaojing doesn't drink at all, and just eats dishes with his head down, mainly meat. His puffiness may be due to eating too much meat.Mr. Changle frowned and stared, he immediately shifted his chopsticks to pick up fruits and vegetables.Gluttonous, lustful, money-loving, cowardly and afraid of death, Little Mirror King has all four poisons.

Lord Changle coughed in disgust, King Jing raised his head looking down at the table, picked up the chopsticks, and took a bite of the dishes in front of Ji Lin.Mingzhu smiled and helped to move the cups and plates.

He is testing poison, and he is afraid that he will poison him.He still hates him, and he is trying to curry favor with him.

He seems to have changed into another person.Talking, doing things, giving Mingzhu a wink, even a mediocre smile is just right.It's tiresome and ineffective.Clever, winking, able to put on a smile to please him, and even stand up to his beating... This is the famous Little Mirror King?

Haoyue suddenly felt creepy.

The two chatted while eating.

Lord Changle frowned, and burst into anger: "Recently, the Dongying Kingdom sent envoys to ask me to open sea routes and trade again, so bold."

"If you open too many waterways, you will divide the profits. Rare things are more valuable." Wang Xiaojing said calmly, "People in Dongyingzhou are the best at learning. They are patient, ruthless, and steady, and they will probably teach their apprentices to starve to death. .And this continent can only produce one strongest country. It is safest to trap those uncivilized people on deserted islands and prevent them from leaving the island. If the waterway must be opened, they must be controlled."

"Hmph, if you want to rob me of my money and Kaido, I don't have enough soldiers!"

Xiaojing Wang served him vegetables: "I recently received a sum of money, and I will give it to you."

Mr. Changle's face was slightly warmer, and his eyes were deep: "The capital is always crying about being poor, and wants us to pay double the tax next year. This group of bastards who want to suck my blood dry."

"We only increase taxes by [-]%, and let them trade in northern iron ore and black oil for the rest."

The indistinct sound of the piano master came from outside the hall, which added a peaceful and charming atmosphere to the dinner.

Changle Jun's face was ashen, his eyes rolled, and one hand rested casually on Xiao Jingwang's shoulder, his arm was a little stiff.His face and voice are also extremely unpredictable: "...the recent incident, I don't think too...does your shoulder still hurt?"

"No." Little Mirror King listened to the piano, "I forgot long ago."

He stopped the embarrassing words he didn't want to say, and said lightly: "I said earlier, if you want my life, you can take it. My life was saved by you, and you can take it away at any time."

Ji Lin stared at him firmly.He also looked back at him calmly.The air above Furong Hall was about to crack.True, false, hypocrisy, truth is not important.He always said that, at the most suitable opportunity, and said what he loved to hear.It made him hate it to death and love it like crazy.

Lord Changle didn't speak any more, and slowly stroked Little Mirror King's shoulder, his movements were much more gentle.Little Mirror King didn't show any displeasure.As long as Mr. Changle doesn't go mad and become a bloodthirsty maniac, he is still a handsome and domineering man.The naturally lustful Little Mirror King would not find it difficult, even though Ji Lin is a relative of the emperor who looks down on all the officials in the world, so he has to be knelt, licked and flattered.Too much effort.If it irritates him, he will go crazy again and kill him.Can't bear it.

The pearl phoenix eyes on the side hang slightly, looking at the nose and heart, like clay sculptures and wood carvings.Haoyue raised her head and looked at them intently.They were not afraid to watch, Mingzhu also said to look at it with heart, and Ji Lin also said to give him some secrets.He just looked hard.Is this the benefit they gave him?

The atmosphere of the dinner party slowed down.

Mr. Changle also changed the subject: "Where's your brat, is he satisfied?"

"Still disobedient. He ran away when he saw me, refused to go to the Imperial College in the capital to study and practice martial arts, and insisted on hanging out with the yamen arresters. There is no way." Although he is a godson, Xiao Jingwang is like the world Like any parent, their hearts are broken for their children.

—— Mo, Ji, Ya!Haoyue's face turned to the ground, her eyes turned cold.He should have thought that Xiao Ji had something to do with Li Fu.There is still too little information, and this relief sea is as tight and weird as an iron bucket, and no good or bad news can be spread out.Forced him to go out of the mountain himself.

this dinner.After talking about business and personal affairs, after talking about money and son, it is really as close as a family.It's a pity that those two people had weird faces, stiff limbs, and they forced themselves to act affectionate and courteous, and their words meant that they were extremely wary of each other.Every morsel of Ji Lin's dishes had to be tasted by King Xiaojing before he ate it, and every sip of wine had to be poured by Ming Zhu himself, and the gates were full of soldiers and guards holding knives, so nervous that they seemed about to draw their knives at any time up.

The whole world knows that they are enemies but not friends, plotting to kill each other, but they have to sit together to discuss and support each other tenderly.

It's like acting in a play, a ridiculous and wonderful play.Haoyue seemed to be watching a play, a bizarre and terrifying play.He was the only one in the audience, and he felt that he was going to run away.

Time passed, the dinner party was cold, and the night was late.

Mr. Changle used Jiu Jin to stare at Little Mirror King's face, discerning his thoughts.He has no intention of keeping him. If he insists on keeping him, he will keep him, but he will only get an old and broken body, not his fierce, twisted and crazy heart.unintentional heart.He slowly threw down the golden cup, stood up, and suppressed the rage in his heart: "I have a lot of business tonight, so I'm leaving first."

"It's important to make your official business. There is no need to come here."

Mingzhu smiled and presented the treasured sword.

Lord Changle quietly exited the hall.

Xiaojing Wang stared down at the leftovers, lost in thought.

Haoyue suddenly realized.

Every fifteen days, he would visit him once.Eat, chat with him, let go of the vicious officialdom fights, love each other likes and dislikes, and just talk about family history, spending children and other trivial matters.Sort out the relationship with each other, straighten out the feelings in your heart, and then suppress the murderous maliciousness in your heart.Until the next time you break down and go crazy... People gossiping to get closer, and they must have some alone time to sort out their relationship.See where this entangled feeling goes?This meeting is like an embankment, which can block the raging waves and divert malice, giving them a chance to breathe.But at the same time, it also seemed to block the flood outlet, making the next torrent come faster and more violently.

When will the next shock come?Who will live and who will die next time they fight each other?It's hot tonight, my heart is broken, let's wait until tomorrow to talk about everything.

"This job is not easy to do. Is it too late to retreat now?" Haoyue thought to herself.

Night enveloped the lobby.The mediocre, lustful, secular, and shameless local tyrant disappeared.The old prince who played in the world at night, went through vicissitudes, and was sad and decadent couldn't see clearly either.

There were only three people left in Furong Hall.

The little mirror king in the middle, Mingzhu on the left, and Haoyue on the right.

(ps: the first volume is over)

Volume [-] Copper Mountain Journey Head