First Secret Agent in History

No one present wanted to complain about Yun Zhonghe.

Because from everyone's point of view, this achievement has nothing to do with Yun Zhonghe.

Moreover, it is better for Lan Shenxian to do meritorious service than Yun Aotian, a new lunatic and beggar.

Lan Shenxian strolled down the mountain leisurely and came to the castle in the valley.

At this time, the entire castle was heavily guarded, and more than a few hundred elite soldiers completely defended the entire castle.

Before arriving at the gate of the castle, Lan Shenxian saluted gracefully and said, I'm down, Daoist Lan, come to see Lord Ning Qing.

The gatekeeper is a middle-aged woman Ning Que, who is Ning Qing's confidant and has very high martial arts.

Ning Que said: I'm sorry, Master Ning has ordered me to see no one during this period.

The blue god said: Please give my name card and this item to Master Ning Qing, she will definitely see me.

Ning Que said, I need to check it out, can I?

The blue god said: Of course.

Ning Que took out the calligraphy and painting, opened it a little, and his expression changed slightly.

Obviously, she knows her master best, and Mr. Tai'a's paintings and calligraphy are completely the master's Achilles' heel.

These days, I don't know how many waves of people came to visit the master.

There are those from the Mo family in Xiyu City, the Qiu family from Qiushui City, and even the envoys from the Tantai family, the first prince.

And the most urgent one is without a doubt the Rifting Valley Jing family's, because this investigation report will directly affect the fate of the Jing family.

But no matter which faction they came from, Mr. Ning Qing didn't see a single person.

Now it seems that there must be an exception.

Because Mr. Tai'a's calligraphy and poems are really irresistible.

Who is this old man in front of him? He has really found the trump card against his master.

Please wait a moment, my honored guest. I'll go in and report right now. Ning Que said, Come here, bring a chair for this old gentleman and prepare good tea. Don't neglect.

This is the first time anyone has enjoyed such treatment.

After a while, someone brought a grand master's chair and a coffee table, not only good tea, but also several kinds of exquisite pastries.

Lan Shenxian sat down leisurely, enjoying tea and pastries.

No matter how difficult the task was, he, Taoist Landor, could easily handle it.

Once he made a great contribution, how should the lord Jing Zhongyue repay him? Taoist Lan didn't want anything, but he had to seek justice for his apprentice Lan Yu.

Lan Yu became a hundred households of the Jinyi Division, and was beaten by Yun Aotian in the street, this matter had to be let go.

At least Yun Aotian should be dismissed from office, this guy must not allow him to rise, he must be wiped out in the bud.

The Blue Immortal didn't wait long.

Before he finished his cup of tea, Ning Que came out.

Lan Shenxian stood up reservedly, waiting for the other party to invite him in.

However, Ning Que directly handed back the greeting card and Mr. Tai'a's calligraphy, Sorry, the master can't see you.

The blue fairy was stunned.

Why?

Ning Qing has absolutely no resistance to Mr. Tai'a's calligraphy and poems?

Now that he has refused, his attitude is so firm and watertight?

Ning Que continued: Please don't send anyone to ask for an interview, and don't give any gifts, be careful that it will backfire.

The blue fairy looked gloomy and said: Got it!

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More than half an hour later, Lan Shenxian appeared in Jing Zhongyue's gorgeous tent.

The real one came back in defeat, but his face was not that ugly.

The entire tent was shrouded in a layer of haze.

Lan Shenxian said: Master Ning Qing, please don't send anyone to ask her to see her again, and don't give any gifts, be careful that it will backfire.

When saying this, Lan Shenxian glanced at Yun Zhonghe.

This was obviously telling Jing Zhongyue not to send Yun Zhonghe to see Ning Qing again.

With Ning Qing's aloof personality, sending a lunatic like Yun Aotian to go, I'm afraid it will really bring disaster to Rift Wind Valley.

Widow Ning Qing, this is already a very serious warning, please think twice, my lord!

Master, let's return to Split Wind City first, and then make plans.

My lord, don't let Yun Aotian take risks, it will really bring disaster.

Jing Zhongyue closed her eyes, she had already heard about it.

I don't know how many envoys went to see Ning Qing, but they were all rejected. No matter it was from Xiyu City, Qiushui City, or even the envoys from the Tantai family of the first prince, none of them were able to see Ning Qing.

It can be seen that Ning Qing's attitude has been determined to the extreme.

And who is Yun Zhonghe?

A gangster, a beggar, extremely humble, and without any education, no quality, talking crazy.

And Ning Qing is a born noble girl, a legendary talented woman, she and Yun Zhonghe are completely in the same sky and the same earth, and they have no common language at all.

Let Yun Zhonghe carry out this task, to get rid of this woman? Is it too crazy?

I'm afraid it's true as everyone said, this will completely anger Ning Qing and bring disaster to Rifting Wind Valley.

But just return in vain?

In less than five days, it was time for Ning Qing to submit the report.

Jing Zhongyue opened her beautiful eyes and said, Yun Zhonghe, are you sure?

Yun Zhonghe said lightly: Yes!

Yun Aotian, don't talk nonsense, your death is not a pity, but if you anger Lord Ning Qing and bring disaster to the Rifting Wind Valley, even if you are cut into pieces, it will be irreversible.

My lord, absolutely not.

My lord, this Yun Aotian is a complete lunatic, if he sees Master Ning Qing and says something about me wanting to sleep with him, it will be completely over and irreversible!

Several of Jing Zhongyue's confidantes knelt down and begged bitterly.

She continued to look at Yun Zhonghe and said, Are you sure, sure?

Yes. Yun Zhonghe said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was completely disdainful.

Are you just blowing your mind?

These days, how many people have asked to see Master Ning Qing?

There are great scholars, benefactors, students, talented scholars, and even members of the Ning family.

But no one managed to meet Ning Qing.

Just now, Lan Shenxian failed to bring Mr. Tai'a's calligraphy.

You are a mere beggar and want to change Lord Ning Qing's will? It's completely idiotic.

Jing Zhongyue said indifferently: Then you should also prepare. When you are ready, go to carry out the task immediately.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's face changed drastically.

Several staff members, as well as Lan Shenxian and others, wanted to speak out to persuade them.

Get out! Jing Zhongyue turned cold, pointed to the outside, and said, Don't make me say it a second time.

Immediately, murderous aura erupted in the entire tent.

When Jing Zhongyue lost her temper, no one dared to persuade her, otherwise she would really kill someone.

How many people has she killed in the past year?

countless.

Immediately, everyone backed out full of unwillingness, looking at Yun Zhonghe wishing to tear him to pieces.

And everyone is slandering in their hearts.

It's just not good for a woman to be the master, she is too stubborn and fatuous at critical moments.

The Jing family's foundation is afraid that it will be destroyed in the hands of the city lord.

Old city lord, why did you suddenly become unconscious? We are in danger of breaking the wind.

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Inside the tent, only Yun Zhonghe and Jing Zhongyue were left.

Yun Zhonghe, did you see the situation just now? Jing Zhongyue asked.

seen.

Jing Zhongyue said: If you fail, you should be able to imagine what will happen, right?

Yun Zhonghe said: Even if you don't kill me, other people in Rifting Wind Valley will tear me to pieces.

Jing Zhongyue said: Then are you sure you want to go? Do you still want to say that you are sure?

Yun Zhonghe said: Yes!

Jing Zhongyue said: There is a wooden barrel here, and the hot water has been boiled. You can take a bath and change your clothes, restore your handsome appearance, and then go to see Widow Ning Qing.

Yun Zhonghe said: No need, I will go to see her just like this.

Jing Zhongyue narrowed her beautiful eyes.

Just like this? The look of a desolate beggar, worn clothes, and hair like weeds made one suspect that fleas would pop out at any time.

Going to see Widow Ningqing with this appearance?

Are you courting death?

Are you sure? Jing Zhongyue asked.

I'm sure. Yun Zhonghe said.

Jing Zhongyue said: Then you go, I am waiting for your news. If you fail, you will probably never see me again.

Yun Zhonghe said: Moon, please wait for my triumphant return.

Then, Yun Zhonghe waved his weed-like hair, swaggered out of the tent, and walked towards the castle in the valley below.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the people around were almost straightened.

Is Yun Aotian crazy?

Don't take care of it, just use this beggar's appearance to meet Lord Ning Qing?

So get impatient? Do you want to die like this?

Get ready. If he doesn't die in the castle and comes back in despair, prepare to take his head. Don't let him see the city lord again. This person will be the scourge of my Rifting Valley.

yes!

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Yun Zhonghe, dressed in a beggar's outfit and with weedy hair, walked towards the castle.

When the distance was tens of meters away, dozens of bows and crossbows aimed at it immediately.

Where did the beggar come from, get out!

If you don't leave, I'm going to shoot an arrow, shoot and kill.

Yun Zhonghe raised his hands high and said, I'll just say a word, just say a word.

Ning Que's complexion changed, and he said coldly: You Liefenggu, do you really want to be so obsessed? Are you going to die?

Yun Zhonghe raised his hands high and walked towards the gate.

Sister, I heard that Master Ning Qing has a rule. She cherishes the underachievers very much. Anyone who writes a poem and can impress her can be received by her, right? Yun Zhonghe said.

Yes. Ning Que said, But it's a special moment, and the master doesn't see guests.

Yun Zhonghe said: Then I will also try to write a poem. Master Ning Qing will definitely meet me when he sees my poem.

Impossible. Ning Que said.

Try it and you'll know. Yun Zhonghe said, Can you give me a piece of paper?

Ning Que glanced at the beggar, thinking of sending him away quickly, but he didn't want to ruin the master's reputation by saying that he bullied a beggar.

So, she went and took out a piece of paper, handed it to Yun Zhonghe and said, Do you want a pen?

Yun Zhonghe said: No need, I brought my own.

He took out a bald pen from his pocket, the ink had already dried up, licked it with his tongue, and it got wet again.

Seeing this scene, Ning Que's hairs stood on end.

Then, Yun Zhonghe turned his back directly, and said: The poems I wrote can only be read by Mr. Ning Qing, and no one else can read them.

Ning Que became more and more sure that the beggar in front of him was insane.

The crane in the cloud was eloquent, and soon composed a poem, then folded it carefully, handed it to Ning Que and said, You must hand it to Master Ning Qing, and you must not peek by yourself.

Ning Que took it with disgust, and walked into the castle.

The host made it very clear that if anyone came to deliver a poem, no matter how absurd or poor the writing, they would still send it in.

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A couch in the castle.

A mature and beautiful woman, lying on her side, her figure curves like mountains and rivers.

What a beautiful woman.

The key is the mature charm, coupled with the intellectual and talented breath.

It is so charming.

Moreover, she is older than Jing Zhongyue, so her figure is also plump, with extremely attractive curves.

But for some reason, she wrapped her hair with a silk scarf, which actually spoiled her beauty a bit.

And there was a smell of blood in the room.

This woman is Ning Qing, the most powerful widow in Borderlands, a legendary talented woman.

The leader of the investigation team of the Alliance of Princes.

At this time, beside the bed, there was a thick pile of materials, all of which were detailed records about the Battle of Qiushui City and the Rifting Valley.

There are also geographical features of the two places, as well as traces of the battlefield and so on.

Master, a person came to pass the poem, saying that after you read this poem, you will definitely meet him. Ning Que said.

Ning Qing said: Oh, hand me the poem, but I'm sure I won't see it.

Ning Que handed over a piece of paper and said, Master, this was written by a beggar. It looks ugly. I'm afraid this paper is not clean. Be careful.

Ning Qing took the paper and opened it with a little expectation.

She wants to read, what kind of poem is it?

As a result, after just one glance, I was completely stunned.

The crane in the cloud said in his poem:

There are always those few days in every menstrual tide, and the abdominal pain is so bad that I want to live.

The bleeding continued, and the skirt was dyed red, stretching for half a month, unable to see anyone.

A head of beautiful hair is falling out every day, and I have no face to face others.

Unspeakable, don't worry, gynecologists are here to help.

Then, the poem ends.

However, there is still a line of fine print below: Master Ning Qing, you are not sick, you are poisoned!

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