Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

early next morning

Zilan Pavilion, Bafang Pavilion

Li Changqing pushed the door open and entered, with a long bow and a long stretch. The sleepy look on his handsome face was still there, and there was a lazy morning look between his brows.

'yawn—'

Li Changqing stretched his muscles and bones, walked to a table and sat down, on the table were exquisite snacks and a jug of fine wine, not made from orchids, it was called Bashu Sake.

Nongyu was playing with snacks, Yu was carrying a jug to pour wine, and she looked at Li Changqing affectionately with her bright autumn eyes. Everyone was a lady with a delicate face and a first-class beauty.

She poured a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Brother Li, these are all pastries cooked by mother and Nongyu, I hope you don't dislike them."

"Also, in the morning, it's better to drink some lighter drinks. Bashu sake is the best sake in the world, so it's the most suitable."

Li Changqing moved his index finger, feeling extremely happy.

Nongyu is a beauty, cakes are delicacies, and sake is fine wine.

"Zi-"

Li Changqing raised his glass and took a sip of the fine wine, rolling the sake on the tongue so that it was evenly distributed on the tongue, allowing the taste buds to fully contact the wine and feel its charm.

At the same time, Li Changqing brought the wine glass to the tip of his nose, took a sip of the aroma of the wine, and the aroma penetrated into his nostrils.

The taste buds on the tongue and the aroma of the wine blended in the nose at the same time, and for a moment, the aftertaste of the wine overflowed and conveyed to the nerves of Li Changqing's brain.

"Um-"

Li Changqing groaned in a low voice, closed his eyes slightly, and looked contented.

Nongyu looked at Li Changqing seriously. In her eyes, this man seemed to be radiating with an indescribable charm.

For her, Li Changqing has a charm that she cannot resist.

At this time, Li Changqing slowly opened his eyes, smacked his lips, and tasted: "Good wine."

Zi Nu sat on the side, and said angrily: "Since it is a good wine, then... May I ask what is so good about it?"

Nongyu is her sweetheart, the jewel in her palm, she raised her up single-handedly.

Now, with Nongyu's appearance, it is obvious that his heart is tied to Li Changqing.

Therefore, Zi Nu was even angrier.

Of course, there may be some reasons that Zi Nu can't figure out. She always wants to be angry, angry with Li Changqing.

Li Changqing smiled and said: "Sake, the most important thing is to balance the taste."

"This glass of sake has all five flavors: sour, sweet, bitter, astringent, and spicy. It is harmoniously balanced, smooth in the mouth, and refreshing in the aftertaste. It can be called the best in the world."

Li Changqing drank it all in one gulp, and continued: "This Bashu sake is worthy of being the best sake in the world."

"Haha, it's a pity."

Li Changqing gloated and said, "It's a pity that Han Fei was imprisoned in the cold palace, and I am the only one who can enjoy this fine wine."

While speaking, Li Changqing picked up a piece of pastry, took a bite, his eyes lit up, and he praised: "Crispy, soft, sweet, waxy, delicious."

Li Changqing's mood became better and better as he ate the cakes and fine wine at the same time.

What's more, the beauty Nongyu was serving on the sidelines, pouring a glass of wine from time to time, and she couldn't help but look at him with her bright autumn eyes, as if there was something affectionate to say.

Such treatment, I believe any man will feel happy.

At the window, Wei Zhuang stood with arms folded, a handsome figure, a stern face, and a sword-like gaze, like a swordsman who could not eat the fireworks of the world.

Wei Zhuang said indifferently: "Last night, the king's capital was on fire, and the people suffered."

Li Changqing paused, and the taste of the sake and cakes in his mouth lost half in an instant, and he asked, "How about the affected area?"

Zi Nu said sadly, "Thousands of people were affected by the fire and suffered heavy losses."

"The fire is so big!?" Li Changqing frowned slightly, realizing that the matter was not simple.

After thinking for a while, Li Changqing said: "It seems that this matter is another crime of the night."

Wei Zhuang continued: "Last night, Qijuetang inquired about an interesting piece of news - a prison escape occurred in a prison that did not exist in the suburbs of the capital city."

"Oh!?"

Li Changqing raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep thought: "This news is really interesting."

Zi Nu asked, "So!? Which of you two is planning to go to the Leng Palace and tell Han Fei the news, so that he will be prepared for the night attack."

Those people in Yemu must think that Li Changqing also joined Quicksand.

Quicksand is an organization headed and linked by Han Fei. As long as they kill Han Fei, the rest will disperse or split on their own.

Before Li Changqing opened his mouth, Wei Zhuang said coldly: "I don't want to go."

Hearing this, Li Changqing ate the pastry in a few bites, drank a glass of Bashu sake at the end, stood up and stretched his arms and muscles.

He just smiled helplessly and said, "Since Brother Wei Zhuang doesn't want to go, then I have to work hard for me to make a trip."

Li Changqing knew why Wei Zhuang didn't want to go to the cold palace of the Han Kingdom, because Wei Zhuang had been in that cold palace since he was born, and his life experience had an unknown relationship with the cold palace of the Han Kingdom.

Therefore, the Leng Palace of the Kingdom of Han, which was also the former Palace of King Zheng, was definitely a taboo in Wei Zhuang's heart, and perhaps a scar in Wei Zhuang's heart.

Li Changqing didn't know Wei Zhuang's life experience, and he didn't want to know. He recognized this friend.

Who hasn't kept a secret?
For example, he himself believed that in the eyes of Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, Zi Nu, Zhang Liang and others, he, Li Changqing, must be hiding more and more secrets.

"Sister Nongyu, thank you mother and daughter for making the cakes."

The word 'pastry' was only exported, but the person had already left.

Li Changqing was dressed in a green shirt, with a tall body and long legs, with picturesque crouching eyebrows and a face like a crown of jade. He carried a mysterious sapphire sword box on his back, and with a light leap, it turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

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Half an hour later, Leng Gong
This cold palace used to be the royal palace of Zheng State.

Spring and Autumn Overlord, a total of eight people.

The little bully is no more than three, and the big bully is no more than five.

Zheng Zhuanggong, the first overlord of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States, it is said that this person obtained the mysterious treasure "Canglong Qisu", thus defeating the army of the King of Zhou, becoming famous in the Central Plains, shocking everyone in the world, and becoming the first overlord of the Spring and Autumn Period.

This cold palace was the former royal palace of Zheng Zhuanggong, which once had a great reputation and became the center of the world.

About a few decades ago, the Kingdom of Han conquered Xinzheng, destroyed Zheng, seized the capital of Xinzheng, and built a more magnificent palace a few miles away from Lenggong.

In the cold palace, a figure flew past.

Swish, swish, swish—

Li Changqing turned into a wisp of green smoke, and shuttled through the various halls of the cold palace like a fleeting image.

At a certain moment, a screech caught his attention.

"Go away, you dog slaves, you dare to block the way of this princess!?" The voice was delicate and crunchy, and at the same time there was a little coquettishness.

Li Changqing paused and stood on the gazebo. A name and a beautiful girl appeared in his mind.

Could it be her? !