First Secret Agent in History

zero!

The countdown to the widow Ning Qing is over.

Then, she froze!

And Ning Que looked at the master, should she cut off this knife?

Ning Qing sat up with some difficulty, staring at Yun Zhonghe with beautiful red eyes.

This...is this a beggar?

Is this an illiterate child who dropped out of school after one year of enlightenment?

Can you write such a poem?

What's the name of this poem? Ning Qing asked.

Yun Zhonghe thought for a while and said, I really haven't decided on a name. If you insist on a name, then it's Mr. Tai'a.

Mr. Tai Ah?

Yes, too, too apt.

In the first sentence, Mei meets things and regrets parting.

In this world, farewells are usually broken willows and plums to send each other off, willows in spring and summer, and plums in cold winter.

Especially when someone was demoted from the prosperous east to the desolate west.

The farther west you go, the drier and more bleak the climate becomes. The willows are dead, and the plum blossoms are dead.

So there is more Meadow in the east, and less and less Meadow towards the west.

Twenty years ago, Prince Daxia rebelled and was defeated. As the prince's master, Li Tai'a was demoted and exiled to a desolate place in the far west.

In the second sentence, the snow chases the north and the south and falls in sorrow.

Heavy snow generally falls from north to south. The further south you go, the hotter the weather and the less snow there will be.

Moreover, every time there is a great tragedy or great injury, it seems that the sky will snow heavily.

Either there is a big grievance, or there is a big blood debt.

Twenty years ago, when the prince of the Great Xia Empire rebelled and was defeated and died, there was a blizzard for several days and nights, as if to cover up the boundless blood.

From north to south, thousands of miles of snow drifts, the vast land is all white.

No one in the whole world dared to wear filial piety, but the heavy snow turned white, making hundreds of millions of people wear filial piety in the whole world.

In the third and fourth sentences, one is a native of the mountains, so it is difficult to hug Wang Sun comfortingly.

These two poems lament Mr. Tai'a's humble background, studying hard in the mountains, wild and arrogant, underappreciated for his talents, and despised by the rich and powerful.

If the prince hadn't visited the thatched cottage three times, how could there be such a relationship between monarch and minister.

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Originally, this poem was already excellent, but this explanation in my heart suddenly became excellent.

It is completely a commentary on Mr. Tai's life.

And Mr. Tai'a is the master that Ning Qing, a legendary talented woman, admires the most in her life.

In an instant, the poem really penetrated her heart.

What is more difficult, however, is that the title of this poem is very arbitrary.

This Yun Aotian is absurd, he wrote those four despicable and crooked poems at the beginning, it was completely random.

So Ning Qing asked him to start the four-line poem with (every blood a disaster), which was completely unexpected and made people unprepared.

The time is so short, only a few breaths, no less than seven steps into a poem.

It is already difficult to write a poem book starting with these four words, and it is even more difficult to make a good poem. It only took less than a minute to make it, and it is even more difficult. Hitting Ning Qing's heart is as difficult as reaching the sky.

Ning Qing looked at Yun Zhonghe still full of disbelief.

Is this a poem that a beggar can make? Is this a poem that an illiterate can make?

How rare is this kind of talent?

It's amazing.

After a long while, Ning Qing said: Good poetry, good poetry.

Immediately, Ning Que moved the knife away from Yun Zhonghe's belly.

Yun Zhonghe couldn't help but let out a long breath, his whole body was almost drenched in sweat, and he even had the urge to diaper just now.

Ning Qing looked at Yun Zhonghe's beggar-like face and said, You have the right to tease poetry, we can continue talking, what do you want to say? What do you do?

At this time, the blood from her nostrils continued to gush out, and the corners of her mouth also began to overflow with blood.

Like spring water.

Isn't that right?

According to the detailed information in the undercover record, Ning Qing should have suffered from chronic mercury poisoning, lead poisoning or something like that.

Such as hair loss, such as blood in the urine, such as endless menstruation, pimples on the arms, insomnia, dreaminess and so on.

And the seriousness in front of him should be acute mercury poisoning, or even more than just mercury poisoning.

And looking at his posture, he should have been poisoned not long ago.

Master, I'll call the doctor right away. Ning Que ran out quickly.

I am the doctor. Yun Zhonghe said: Your master has been poisoned, and it was poisoned not long ago. You must seek medical treatment immediately, otherwise your life will be in danger. What did she eat just now? Yes, everyone who makes food, arrest them all.

Ning Qing stared at Yun Zhonghe for a while, then said tremblingly, You...you go.

After all, Ning Qing passed out directly.

Ning Que ran outside again without saying a word.

Yun Zhonghe hissed: Don't go, only I can save your master now.

Ning Que looked back at Yun Zhonghe and hesitated for a long time.

Although the beggar in front of her was acting a little strangely, she still trusted the doctor she was familiar with.

So, she still ran out to find a doctor. Moreover, the owner has a lot of taboos, and only allows female doctors to treat illnesses.

At this moment, Yun Zhonghe couldn't control so much anymore, he took out a small gourd from his arms, and went straight forward to hug Ning Qing.

Papa... Several slaps slapped past.

Then, he pressed down hard on her again.

Ning Qing woke up quietly.

Without saying a word, Yun Zhonghe directly poured the liquid from the gourd into her mouth.

In less than half a minute, all the liquid in half a gourd was poured into her stomach.

Ning Qing panted, You, what did you give me to drink? Why does it taste so weird?

What else can there be? Yun Zhonghe said, My boy pee.

Depend on? No, how could Yun Zhonghe bring that thing anytime and anywhere.

But as soon as these words came out, Ning Qing's face changed drastically.

Uh... vomit...

In an instant, all the contents of her stomach gushed out.

Out of breath.

But Yun Zhonghe was still not satisfied, because the vomit was not clean enough.

The poison in the stomach has not been vomited yet.

So, he directly pinched Ning Qing's mouth open, and poured the remaining half of the pot into it.

Then, he stabbed Ning Qing's throat violently with chopsticks.

Ning Qing vomited again.

At this time, Yun Zhonghe leaned against her ear and said in a low voice: Master Ning Qing, don't talk, remember every word I say next, it is very important.

Ning Qing vomited and nodded.

Yun Zhonghe spoke quickly, completely racing against time, but did not delay saving people at all.

It's just that the picture is a bit grim.

When Ning Que rushed in with four doctors, he happened to see this scene.

Yun Zhonghe was pouring something into Ning Qing's mouth and poking it with chopsticks.

This... This is simply a murder scene.

Suddenly, Ning Que's face changed drastically.

She regretted it too much, just now she ran out to find the doctor in a hurry, but left the master and the beggar in the study.

What an oversight.

Yun Aotian, what are you doing, looking for death? Ning Que said sharply: Come here, break this beggar's hands and legs, and throw him into the dungeon.

Immediately, several warriors rushed in.

Don't hit him, don't hurt him. Ning Qing said weakly.

Yes! Ning Que nodded and said, Master, Doctor Xu is here.

The four doctors who came in were indeed all women.

Yun Zhonghe said: I've already finished inducing vomiting, hurry up and get milk for Master Ning Qing, keep feeding, keep feeding.

The female doctor said: I know how to do it, you go out, it's not convenient for men to be here.

Then, several warriors came and took Yun Zhonghe away.

Yun Zhonghe said: Lord Ning Qing, remember what I said...the doctor's order...ah!

Then, in the next second, he was taken away by several warriors like a chicken.

Ning Qing took a hard look at Yun Zhonghe and passed out immediately.

Lord Ning Qing's confidant Ning Que said: Take Mr. Yun to rest and treat him well.

Several warriors escorted Yun Zhonghe and left Ning Qing's study.

Before leaving, he looked back at the unconscious Ning Qing again.

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Where are we going? Yun Zhonghe asked.

Because several samurai did not take him to other rooms of the castle, but walked towards the outside.

You'll know when you get there, said one of the warriors.

Next, they entered an underground passage.

This... Is this going to be taken to a dungeon?

Yun Zhonghe said: What do you mean? I just saved your Master Ning Qing.

The samurai said: Master Ningqing will talk about everything after he wakes up. Whether it is saving or murdering, it is not certain.

Then, Yun Zhonghe was directly thrown into the dungeon.

For the next few hours, Yun Zhonghe was always in the dungeon of the castle, and no one paid attention to him.

No one delivered food, and no one came to tell him if Ning Qing had woken up or been cured.

Yun Zhonghe just sat cross-legged like this, with his eyes closed, motionless.

The face is dignified, but the heart is beating.

The situation became very interesting.

Extraordinarily interesting.

Originally, Yun Zhonghe thought that this task would be difficult to complete, but now the enemy seems to want to help him, making everything easier.

Interesting, interesting.

Fighting with people is a lot of fun.

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Half a day passed.

A day passed.

Suddenly, two warriors entered the dungeon and put their knives across Yun Zhonghe's neck.

To die or to live? asked the warrior.

Live, live. Yun Zhonghe said.

The samurai said: How do you know that Master Ning Qing was poisoned?

Yun Zhonghe said: It's a long story, it mainly depends on the symptoms.

The warrior asked again: Is there an undercover agent from your Split Wind City in this castle?

Yun Zhonghe narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

Then, with a sudden press of the sharp blade, the warrior continued to say coldly, Do you want to die or live?

To live. Yun Zhonghe said.

The samurai said: Then talk.

He let Yun Zhonghe speak instead of telling him the truth.

Yun Zhonghe nodded and said: Yes, there are undercover agents from Cracking Wind City in this castle.

The samurai said: Did your undercover poison Lord Ning Qing?

Yun Zhonghe said: My lord, should I say yes or no?

Do you want to die? said the samurai.

Yes. Yun Zhonghe said bluntly, That's right, it was our undercover agents from Cleave Wind City who poisoned Lord Ning Qing.

The warrior said again: You first send an undercover agent to poison Lord Ning Qing, and then you, Yun Aotian, come to detoxify her and save her life. In this way, you will be able to save Lord Ning Qing's life. In the report, Master Ning Qing will naturally favor you, right?

Wow! What a genius, the enemy's framing is impeccable.

All of this is your conspiracy, a shameless conspiracy. You are the one who poisoned, and you are the one who saved people. For this report, you really did everything you can, but this is completely seeking your own death!

Yun Aotian of Rifting Wind Valley, you have conclusive evidence of murdering Mr. Ning Qing, and you have confessed, you should be executed!

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