The Only Player in Daqin

Good fellow, sharp weapon, what makes Han Ling’s heart move is not the evaluation of Xinzheng’s killer organization, but the intelligence detection ability in the latter is first-class, if you can have such an organization, it is equivalent to having a pair of your own eyes in Xinzheng, and you can know it whenever there is a wind, not like him now, when he first arrives, he is still just hearsay about the affairs in the city.

Han Lingshun invited to walk to the inside of the liquor store together, and sat down with Tang Qi, the people inside should have been cleaned up by the poisonous scorpion door in advance, extremely quiet, and several of the subordinates of the Seventh Peerless Hall took a few steps back with interest, leaving a large space.

Tang Qi took the wine jug taken from the counter from one of his subordinates, took the initiative to pour wine for Han Ling, and then took his own and handed it over, “Tang Qi once again thanks Gongzi for helping”

Han Ling raised his cup and said with a smile, “It’s just that I myself am implicated, so I don’t have to worry about it.”

Tang Qi laughed oldly, “This kind of good thing is rare.”

Watching Tang Qi drinking, Han Ling also shook the wine glass and took a sip to put it down, raised his eyes and said, “The relationship between the Seven Jue Hall and the Poisonous Scorpion Gate seems to be like the two sides of the bridge, and the forces are clearly distinguished, but judging from the situation just now, the Poisonous Scorpion Gate is about to prepare to cross the bridge.”

The casual guess hit Tang Qi’s seven inches, and the old man Xubai pressed the wine glass on the table, but sighed with a quiet smile on his face, “It seems that the poisonous scorpion has indeed found a big backer”

In the end, it is an old fritters, just attacked by someone, if he is not there, this time he can escape and take off a layer of skin, and now he can still be so calm, Han Ling slightly side-eyed:

“Big backer?”.

Tang Qi sighed and said, “Yes, Ji Wuye’s General’s Mansion.”

Ji Wuye, Han Ling’s eyes rolled, oh, that powerful general of the Han Kingdom, now the biggest powerful minister, his heart moved, tentatively spoke, “What about you, don’t you find a backer, or… Simply put into Ji Wuye’s command.”

Tang Qi’s old white eyebrows were like a smile, “Ji Wuye is arrogant and domineering, his private organization “Nightfall” together with the “Four Murderous Generals” even dares to assassinate the courtiers at will, almost not paying attention to King Han, bent on imitating the Qi Guotian clan of the year to control the dynasty, this country will be destroyed sooner or later if he mixes it up, although there are some things I have to do, but some things can still choose not to do”

Han Ling nodded slightly as he listened and took a sip of wine.

Refilling the wine for Han Ling and himself, Tang Qiruo glanced at him with deep meaning, picked up the wine glass and drank, and said, “In addition, if you want to find a backer who dares to go against Ji Wuye and has strength in the great Xinzheng, I don’t know if the “Tenth Prince” can point to a clear path.”

“You know me?” Han Ling’s surprised side-eyed eyes, as soon as he blurted out the words, he remembered the nature of others, it was not difficult to know the identity of his tenth son, he shook his head with a smile, so he said mysteriously, “I don’t have a clear road here, but there is one with an uncertain future, that is, I don’t know that Tang Tang mainly don’t want to go”

When Tang Qi heard this, he laughed and said, “There is no absolute clear road in the world, just like hearing may not be true, whether it is Yangguan Road or Dumu Bridge is in one thought, this road that Gongzi refers to Tang Mou may really have to take a good journey”

Although the words were not clear, the two of them were already clear in their hearts, and Han Ling smiled and raised his glass.

Tang Qi was still holding the cup, but the meaning was already very different.

……

Back in the palace’s own Gongzi Mansion hall, the sky has darkened, the bright/yellow moonlight is quietly hanging, and the incense in the room is still burning, it should be replaced by a palace maid in time.

Talking with Tang Qi, Han Ling just drank a few glasses of wine, and at the moment he was not drunk at all, but remembered a very important thing, so as soon as he entered the room, he opened the trading system.

Hehe, Steward Zhang, wash the chrysanthemum/flower, wait for Ben Gongzi to knock the oil water, Han Ling smiled badly and exchanged a set of night clothes worth one gold from the parrot of the grocery store, and jumped out of the window while no one was paying attention.

……

The Kingdom of Han is a relatively weak one of the seven heroes of the Warring States, but the richness of the Han Palace is not bad at all, several palaces are connected, the palace gates are connected by Han Bai roads, the pavilion of the palace is high, the Zhumen Stanley, the gold carved jade, a forbidden army guards at various turns, and the palace eunuchs come and go from time to time.

Between the rabbit rising and falling, Han Ling’s masked figure floated from one hall after another to the back of a rockery, and the whole person seemed to blend into the night, and was integrated with the fake mountain scenery.

I/day, which is Zhang Guan, Han Ling continued to use identification techniques to familiarize himself with the people in the palace, looking for ten minutes, but the result was not even a surname Zhang.

Look at it in another place, Han Ling’s figure moved again, and the true qi around his body shrunk to another vice hall, and as soon as he came, he heard a screaming voice of grievance begging for mercy, “Your Royal Highness, you spare the old slave, the king is still waiting for me to send Zhentang, that novel object I did ask a palace maid to send it, who knew that the palace maid was gone”

The palace maid sends something…? How could this excuse be so familiar, Ye Xiu leaned strangely behind the pillar and looked sideways into the open hall.

I saw a beautiful girl in a pink palace dress pinning her hands to her waist, glaring angrily at a eunuch kneeling and begging for mercy, and said angrily like a yellow warbler, “No!” Unexpectedly, let Princess Ben wait for an hour in vain, and before the things are delivered, you also have to apologize to Princess Ben for kneeling for an hour! Even if the father wants to drink Zhen Tang, let him wait, hum~! ”

(PS: Rolling all over the ground, asking for flowers, asking for collection~~)