Children of the Jianghu, informal

Author: I am not Zhao Gao

Children of the Jianghu, informal

Zhao Xue noticed the subtle changes in Ren Pingsheng's eyes, raised his head slightly, and felt quite proud.

"When does Zhao Nuxia plan to leave Beijing?"

Ren Pingsheng got up from the bed, changing his clothes as if no one else was around, and asked.

When Zhao Xue saw him taking off his shirt, a hint of panic appeared in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and he hurriedly looked away.

I wanted to scold him for being "shameless", but then I thought that this was someone else's house, and it was hard to say who the flower picker was.

In addition, this man was eloquent and eloquent, so he was no match for him in an argument, so he suppressed his embarrassment and replied: "As soon as the city gate opens, I will look for an opportunity to leave."

"At this hour, the city gate has been opened."

Ren Pingsheng changed his clothes, walked to the table, poured two cups of tea, handed one to Zhao Xue, and said, "Why doesn't Heroine Zhao leave?"

Zhao Xue sat on the chair, as motionless as a sculpture, and her tone was cold: "They will not open the city gate easily before they catch me."

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds and asked: "Who did you kill?"

Zhao Xue turned to look at him and slowly uttered five words: "Jin Wang Liu Yutong."

Ren Pingsheng recalled it in his mind for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know him."

Zhao Xue was startled: "You are a relative of the emperor, but you don't know the Three Wise Kings?"

"We are not considered relatives of the emperor yet."

Ren Pingsheng drank the tea in one gulp, pulled up a chair and sat down, looked at Zhao Xue, and asked curiously: "How did this King of Jin offend you and let you come from Jiangzhou to the capital to kill him?"

Jiangzhou is located to the east of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it would take two or three days to reach the capital even by horseback.

"The King of Jin is known as the Three Wise Kings. On the surface he is considerate of the people and is loved by the people, but secretly he is completely unscrupulous and commits all kinds of evil!"

"As a knight-errant, anyone who knows what he has done will be filled with righteous indignation and want to get rid of him as soon as possible!"

Zhao Xue raised her head slightly when speaking, with a righteous look.

"I see."

Ren Pingsheng nodded and asked again: "Then you succeeded?"

"The success fell short." Zhao Xue sounded a little disappointed.

"It doesn't matter, there is still a chance if you are alive." Ren Pingsheng comforted.

Zhao Xue raised her eyes and looked at Ren Pingsheng, and said seriously: "You are pretty much the same as the rumors say."

Besides liking to take advantage of others when they are in danger, she added in her heart.

"Do you know who I am?"

"I am about to become a relative of the emperor, but I don't know Prince Jin. Looking at the whole world, there is only one person in the world, Prince Zhenbei, who came to Beijing to marry Princess Chang'an."

The fact that Prince Zhenbei came to Beijing to marry the deposed Princess Chang'an was the headline of the New Year's Eve.

No matter in the rivers, lakes or temples, no one knows it and no one knows it.

It is normal for Zhao Xue to guess it.

Ren Pingsheng was not surprised by this, but was quite interested in the so-called rumors.

"How do the world evaluate this prince?"

Zhao Xue glanced at him and said in a calm tone: "In terms of character, he is gentle and courteous, but in terms of practice, he is useless. In short, he is the father of a tiger and the son of a dog."

"It's quite pertinent." Ren Pingsheng smiled and nodded.

Zhao Xue thought she could see some changes on his face, but found that his expression was as usual, and he didn't seem to care about others' disparagement of him.

"Assassinating the prince is a serious crime. I'm afraid that the Jinyi Guards will search the inner and outer cities in the past few days. You can stay with me for the time being. When the situation eases in the future, you can leave again."

Ren Pingsheng said, stood up and walked to the door, looked back at Zhao Xue, and said casually: "Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring you some food."

Zhao Xue was about to agree subconsciously. When she saw the sword placed beside the pillow on the bed, she suddenly came back to her senses and said seriously: "His Royal Highness, you will not leave the house these days. Let the guards bring you food and clothing."

"Izukuo is in the house too?"

Ren Pingsheng pretended to be surprised: "It doesn't matter if I'm here, it's just you, Miss Zhao."

As he spoke, he looked down.

"Shameless little thief! What are you looking at!"

When Zhao Xue saw him looking at her, the tingling feeling that night came over again. In order to cover it up, she pretended to be embarrassed and scolded him.

I wanted to get up, but accidentally touched the wound on my leg, making a "hissing" sound.

Taking advantage of Zhao Xue's daze, Ren Pingsheng, with his quick eyesight and quick hands, pushed open the door and was about to escape.

Before I even took a step, I heard a "whoosh" sound coming from my ears.

Subconsciously, I turned my head and looked around, and saw a chopstick stuck straight into the door, three-quarters of the way through!

A fifth-grade martial artist is so terrifying.

Ren Pingsheng took a breath of cold air in his heart, but his face was calm and calm, and he said seriously: "I have always kept my promises. Since I promised to help you escape, I will not break my promise. You just said that King Zhenbei

The prince has a good character and can be called gentle and courteous, so why bother with this?"

Shit, gentle and respectful!

It’s right to be despicable and shameless!

Zhao Xue glared at Ren Pingsheng, gritted her teeth and said, "Come back!"

"Nvxia Zhao is injured. Don't get angry. Just be obedient."

Ren Pingsheng looked like he was doing your best and returned to his seat obediently.

"Sit still and wait for the guards to deliver the food!" Zhao Xue said in a deep voice.

"good."

Ren Pingsheng nodded, said no more, and started practicing.

After less than one stick of incense, he stopped and said seriously: "I want to pay tribute."

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Zhao Xue took a deep breath, calmed down, and said calmly: "There is a bucket here, I won't look at you."

"It doesn't matter if Nuxia Zhao sees it, the people in the world don't stick to trivial matters."

"you"

Zhao Xue obviously did not expect that the dignified Prince Zhenbei could be so vulgar, and his pretty face turned red with anger.

"If Miss Zhao cares about it, I can go to the door to solve the problem. There is only one door across."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Xue.

"right here!"

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Now, Ren Pingsheng really had no choice.

Who would have thought that this idiot who dared to come to the capital to assassinate the prince would not be stupid at this time.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, no longer thought about leaving, sat cross-legged and meditated, and began to concentrate on practicing.

Recite the formula of "Longevity Kung" silently.

A stream of spiritual energy from heaven and earth enters the body and begins to nourish the whole body.

A stick of incense.

Two sticks of incense.

Three sticks of incense.

After persisting for half an hour, the spiritual energy suddenly plummeted.

"Or not."

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart and opened his eyes helplessly, only to see Zhao Xue looking at him in surprise not far away.

"How come you, a ninth-grade martial artist, can persist for so long?"

Zhao Xue stared at Ren Pingsheng and couldn't help but ask.

Maybe it's because I'm gifted?

Ren has always had a sense of self-deprecation in his heart.

"It doesn't matter how long you hold on, it's not just your right hand."

"?" Zhao Xue looked confused.

Seeing that she was asking the question seriously, Ren Pingsheng said helplessly: "My bones are extremely weak. No matter how long I persist, my spiritual energy will not stay in the Qi Sea. I will always be at the ninth level."

Hearing this, Zhao Xue fell into silence and said after a while: "Your inability to break through may have nothing to do with your roots."

Ren Pingsheng was startled: "Why did you say this?"

Zhao Xuedao: "I once heard my father mention that there are very few people who are born without Qi Sea, or whose Qi Sea is damaged. Such people can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but cannot use it for their own use. They are always only at the ninth level.

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Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly: "The sea of ​​​​Qi is like the internal organs. It is indispensable for people to live in the world. Without the sea of ​​​​Qi, wouldn't you die at birth?"

Zhao Xuedao: "Not necessarily. My father said that there are people who have lost all their Qi Hai and are still living well."

Could it be that the person your father was talking about was me?

Ren Pingsheng's heart sank and asked: "Who is your father?"
Chapter completed!