"Yes!"

Gao Yao clasped his fists and bowed in response.

Then he approached Jin Ping'er and bowed:

"His Royal Highness King Qin is a role model for us daughters of Jingguo. After Your Highness became king, my father dared to tell Emperor Ankang that he was a daughter of the people, and the daughter of the people dared to live as a girl."

"Today, I am fortunate to be able to ask His Highness for advice, please!"

With her behavior like this, she is no different from the men in the Yasukuni Army.

Jin Ping'er smiled slightly.

In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be a clear sword sound.

Hearing Jin Ping'er turning his back and whispering:

"This 'Surthering Night', try it."

...

At this moment, no matter whether it was the nearest Song Ling, Jin Chengjian who was already petrified, or the incontinent little eunuch Dezhang outside the door, or the old men who were visiting in the side hall, no one dared to breathe of.

This Gao Yao is the prostitute of Lieutenant Gao Jie, and she was raised as a son, otherwise she would not be put into the training of the Imperial Forest Army.

If something unexpected happened to this, it would be a disaster.

...

At this time, Gao Yao felt the icy edge of the colorful chrysanthemum sword on her upper and lower lips, and the teacup that Jin Ping'er was just holding in the right hand was firmly placed on the sword body.

This...

No one here could see how Jin Ping'er drew the sword.

Why did the sword edge only stay between Gao Yao's lips, but did not hurt at all.

What kind of swordsmanship this is, the people here are completely beyond comprehension.

Jin Ping'er turned around slightly, held the hand holding the hilt of the sword, and raised it lightly, Gao Yao's stiff articulation was pried away by the cold sword edge.

The dark purple energy gushed out from the sword body, and when it reached the tea bowl, it was retracted instantly.

The tea bowl was overturned with vigor, and the dark green tea soup with "Surthering Night" poured into Gao Yao's mouth along the edge of the sword like a stream.

At this time, Gao Yao's eyes, from being stiff and unresponsive at the beginning, gradually became eager now, and she could feel that the tip of her tongue had actively touched the edge of the sword in her mouth.

Even the eyes are a little fascinated.

Taking the last drop of tea into Gao Yao's mouth, she even carefully wiped the edge of her sword.

Jin Ping'er looked at the woman who was strong on the outside and charming on the inside, trapped in the environment here, she couldn't get any closer to her, so she could only withdraw her sword.

It can be seen that this Gao Yao should admire her very much, the kind of big fan girl.

It's convenient to serve as Jin Ping'er's flag in Jingdu.

...

Jin Ping'er retracted her sword, leaned slightly on the banquet table, looked at Gao Yao at this time, and said:

"Does it smell like tea?"

She nodded.

"If you want to drink tea in the future, you can come to me anytime."

After Jin Ping'er finished speaking, she stopped looking at the woman behind her and turned to Jin Chengjian.

"Prince sister... Really, it's really wonderful."

His face was a little pale, and he cheered reluctantly.

"The way of swordsmanship is only nine levels, and it's just the peak of the mortal realm, so it's not worth mentioning."

"Brother Huang, today's banquet is a bit disturbing, sister Huang, it's time to leave."

After Jin Ping'er finished speaking lightly, she stood up.

She knew that the main course was over today, and she was ready to leave without interest.

At this time, before Jin Chengjian could speak, Song Ling beside him hurriedly said: "Sister, sister-in-law has already reserved a room for you. It's getting late, let's rest here."

Looking at Song Ling's eyes, Jin Ping'er understood that this should be the new arrangement of those old fellows.

Immediately, his feet tilted slightly, his drunken face was revealed, and he lay half-softly on Song Ling's body.

"Oh, I wanted to go to Manxiangyuan to listen to the music, but...Since my sister-in-law said so, Ping'er obeyed...how can the beauty in the Red Chamber be compared to the girl in the green window..."

Song Ling, who was amused by the last sentence, looked back at Jin Chengjian, who was still pale, then turned her head and walked towards the guest room with Jin Ping'er.

...

As soon as Jin Ping'er left, Jin Chengjian half-slumped on the chair.

Jin Ping'er's sword just now really scared him badly.

If Jin Ping'er's sword strikes him, he can only die.

He thought of how a few months ago, when Emperor Ankang entered the mausoleum in high spirits, he could behead the second child in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty with the help of the ancestral artifact.

If this princess just now... no, my own imperial sister...

"Prince, it's time to see the Prime Minister. You should tidy up first."

At this time, Gao Yao, who was standing with fists clasped, gradually straightened up, and greeted Jin Chengjian.

Then he went to the side hall first.

Chapter 220 Four Arrangements!No one is perfect, nature is flawed, good!

This is the residence of the First Prince, and the maids around may be eyes and ears.

Partition walls have ears for sure.

Jin Ping'er was helped into the guest room by Song Ling, and first opened her breath to check if anyone was hiding outside the room.

Then I searched again in the guest room, mainly looking for the photo stone.

Just like when cleaning the wine in Song Ling's room before, after Jin Ping'er planted a demon, Song Ling suddenly asked her if she wanted to destroy the photo stone hidden in the dark.

Jin Ping'er shook his head in denial, but told Song Ling to keep it close to him, and if Song Xiaoru wanted to publish it, he would destroy it on the grounds of his own fame.

To be on the safe side, she still pulled Song Ling into the bed and discussed the issue very softly.

Sure enough, after the two of them lay on the bed, there was a little breath outside the door.

Judging from Jin Ping'er's perception, it should be a guard in the blood refinement realm.

After the window paper was pierced, he glanced inside and saw the clothes of Song Ling and Jin Ping'er hanging on the hanger, and under the bed curtain, they could be seen facing each other under the quilt.

Only then did he leave quietly.

"Master, he's gone..."

Song Ling slowly opened her eyes, and said in an obedient voice.

"Don't call me master, just call me what you normally call me, understand? Otherwise, it's easy to pass through, by the way, you're a little girl, how did you trick your grandfather and Jin Chengjian?"

"Sister-in-law has read some medical books, and on the day of the wedding, she replaced them with some incense and a maid. Jin Chengjian was originally the blood of the Jin family that the queen mother hid in the suburbs of the city. Grandpa found him and asked him to read and write to prepare for major events. Sister-in-law, how could he let him touch her body. Ling'er can't resist Grandpa's order, so she can only do something wrong."

Jin Ping'er nodded, then whispered softly in her ear:

"Sister-in-law, what do you think Ping'er needs to do if she wants to become the Emperor of Yasukuni?"

At this time, Song Ling, who had already been planted by the demon, didn't have a trace of fright in his eyes, instead, his beautiful eyes sparkled and he seemed a little excited.

"Ping'er, it is clearly recorded in the patriarchal clan of the Jing Kingdom that the throne is passed on to the legitimate son. Even if Emperor Ankang gave you a last call, it would not be recognized by the patriarchal clan. A few years ago, Princess Le'an intended to revise the patriarchal clan in order to rely on the power of the empress dowager." , became the crown princess, and finally Emperor Ankang had acquiesced, but all the courtiers resisted, and it didn't work.

Sister-in-law means that it may not be possible to become Emperor Jing, but it is possible to become something else, such as Emperor Qin. "

Jin Ping'er nodded.

Song Ling pondered and said:

"Sister-in-law can become Jin Chengjian's queen and control the Song family. But if we want to completely swallow Yasukuni, Pinger, we need to win over other people. Now the three princes of Yasukuni want to support Jin Chengjian and divide the entire Yasukuni evenly. The power has spread. Everywhere in the entire Yasukuni, even if it is as strong as the Empress Dowager Chanxiang, who is holding the order of Emperor Ankang, she can only control the harem now. What the sister-in-law means is to find a way to win over several other families, Taiwei Gao's family, Taifu Cao's family , the Sang family of the imperial historian. Sister-in-law, you can only control the Song family as much as possible, it will take time, grandpa trusts me now, with the help of the empress status, sister-in-law can change the name of the Song family in just one year."

Jin Ping'er listened carefully to Song Ling's plan, which coincided with her inner thoughts, and asked softly with a smile:

"Then sister-in-law thinks, who should Ping'er go to next?"

"Sister-in-law probably guessed what they would do, Ping'er just stay the same to cope with all changes. They will definitely send people to Ping'er, how Ping'er treats sister-in-law, if you do it to them, great things will happen. "

Jin Ping'er was quite satisfied after listening, and said to Song Ling:

"Isn't Jin Chengjian going to challenge me at the All-World Armored Arts Conference, so as to achieve his prestige and ascend to the throne?

Anyway, Ping'er is already a lustful person in their eyes.

Then...sister-in-law, you tell Song Xiang tomorrow.If Ping'er is only accompanied by you, sister-in-law, you will use [-]% of your strength in the world martial arts competition.If there are others, it will be reduced as appropriate.In my opinion, if Jin Chengjian's ability is not reduced to [-]%, it may be over in one move. At that time, the scene will not be good, and it will be difficult to ascend the throne. "

Listening to Jin Ping'er's arrangement, Song Ling's eyes lit up, and she smiled softly in her ear and said:

"Bottle, you are too bad..."

...

In the side hall, Gao Yao stood beside Gao Jie, while Jin Chengjian stood respectfully in the hall, waiting for everyone present to speak.

"Yaozu, tell me about the situation just now. You faced her directly. How strong is this Princess Xiping?"

Song Xiaoru frowned and asked.

"Grandpa Song, Yaozu has only seen such a state in the records."

"What if Cheng Jian uses the ancestral artifact?"

"It's not a single enemy either."

Listening to Gao Yao's words, the old men were all in deep thought.

Originally the strongest master on the surface in Jing's country was Jing Huang Jin Ankang's strength of entraining Qi at the seventh stage.

Below him is the current empress dowager, the empress of that year, Chan Xiang, who had entrained Qi in the fifth stage many years ago.

Now that Jin Ankang is dead, the strongest person left behind is the Queen Mother, Chan Xiang.

The military officer is not considered strong, and the current Taiwei Gao Jie is just an old man who has been enticing for a while, and he has not yet had his own daughter who can fight.

Song, Sang, and Cao are only civil servant families, and the highest strength cultivated is only limited to the realm of blood refining.

According to Gao Yao, it is very likely that even Chan Xiang may not be able to control Jin Ping'er now.

Not to mention those families who have to rely on the big framework of Yasukuni to gain a foothold in Nanfanyu.

After considering the time, a guard soon entered here and whispered a few times in Song Xiaoru's ear.

Song Xiaoru's face was slightly happy, he waved him away, squeezed his beard and said:

"Princess Xiping is unparalleled, but no one is perfect. After marrying Princess Yan, she has the weakness of liking women. It is said that every girl in Yan is a witch. It really is God's will."

Those present, hearing Song Xiaoru's emotion, naturally understood that they should have received some news from Song Ling just now.

Gao Jie immediately said:

"Yao Yao, you come here tomorrow, don't wear such a suit again. Remember to go to your sister Ling and ask about the situation. She has a smart head and will know what it means."

Song Xiaoru calmed down, took a sip of tea, and said:

"Yao Zu is the head of the Imperial Forest Army in the palace, so it's not easy to marry Cheng Jian, but we can form brothers with different surnames. After finishing this matter, it's not too late to contact Jin Ping'er.

Yaozu, brother Gao, don't be in a hurry.

Only by doing so can Yaozu act as a bond to strengthen the relationship between Jin Ping'er and us. "

Gao Jie didn't say anything, only Gao Yao followed suit and nodded.

"Okay, let's talk about the affairs in the palace. According to the news in the palace today, Chanxiang is still busy looking for the lost tiger and tiger amulet, and doesn't pay much attention to Princess Xiping's entry to Beijing."

"Song Xiang, she is doing this for us to see. If she really doesn't value Jin Ping'er, would she have been preparing a family banquet a few days ago?"

At the same time, Sang Hong, the imperial envoy doctor, followed slowly and said:

"Without the tiger talisman of the fierce tiger's pawn, she can only rely on her cultivation and more than ten years of accumulation to control the harem. As long as we hold on to Princess Xiping's Jin Ping'er, Chanxiang can use her hands to get rid of it.

No one in the civil and military circles of the Manchu Dynasty knew that the conflict between Jin Ping'er's biological mother, Concubine Ning and Chan Xiang, was very intense. "

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