[75] Why do you need to bring a treasured sword to talk about love?

"Popular man, please." Bai Jintang stretched out his left hand expressionlessly, and with his right hand, he pulled out the simple saber from his waist, with the sword facing downwards, in a posture of raising his hands.

Although he didn't care about Pang Tong's missed appointment, he still cared about it in his heart.

And if you miss the appointment, you can miss the appointment. He didn't even say hello, and let him sit in Lin'an for a few nights in vain.

The rest of the guards took a look at Pang Tong and consciously stepped aside.

Pang Tong didn't say much, just smiled: "Please."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Jintang rubbed his body and attacked.

Bai Jintang's saber opened and closed, coming through the wind, every swing and slash was crisp and sharp, without the slightest hesitation.

After only taking a few tricks, Pang Tong's eyes were full of interest.

I haven't seen it in the past two years, but Jintang's swordsmanship is actually much leaner, which is very different from the agility and elegance of the previous Bai family's swordsmanship.

But in a short while, the two had exchanged dozens of moves.

Pang Tong spared no effort in his hands, and evened the current declining situation.Bai Jintang was excited about the battle, and gradually let go of the idea of ​​fighting for loyalty, advancing and retreating only to see the previous recklessness, cautious and meticulous.

With a sound of "ding", the two people who were fighting together dispersed.

Bai Jintang stuck the simple knife on the ground and looked towards Pang Tong.

His right hand, which was behind his back, was trembling slightly.

"Only one big man is enough." Bai Jintang raised his chin and signaled to the attendants of the Eight Sage Kings.

"But... the son, he..."

Bai Jintang glanced sideways at the attendant, and said with a gentle smile: "As long as no one knows that the prince is the prince, there will be no danger. If a group of guards follow, the prince will really be put in danger."

The entourage was sweating on his forehead, and he decided without hesitation: "Let the villain report back to the lord."

"Naturally." Bai Jintang responded, and looked at Pang Tong who was also standing with his hands behind his back, without speaking, "Brother Pang, go drink."

In the cuckoo sound, summer is new, which is a good time of the year.

The climate in Jinhua at this time is the most pleasant. The warm wind is blowing around, bringing the faint fragrance of flowers and plants, which makes people feel gentle.

"Brother Pang, please." Bai Jintang poured two glasses of wine himself, and handed one to Pang Tong.He didn't ask Pang Tong why he missed the appointment, he just waited for Pang Tong to say it himself.

Pang Tong drank it all in one gulp, then poured himself two glasses and drank it down: "I'll punish myself with three glasses first."

Bai Jintang snorted.

"I haven't seen you for two years. I don't think that the kung fu of Jintang Dao has improved a lot."

Bai Jintang snorted again: "Not only the knives of the knife, but also the kung fu of Bai's drinking has improved a lot."

"That's a thousand drinks." Pang Tong didn't care about his tone, and just smiled, "I haven't drunk a drop in the past two years."

Bai Jintang, who was sitting opposite Pang Tong, raised his eyebrows.Beijing is luxurious, how is it possible not to drink a drop.

Unless... Bai Jintang looked at Pang Tong, and saw that his face, which was still fair when they first met, was now much darker, which showed that it was much more difficult.

"Could it be that the grand master resigned?"

"...my father is not old yet."

Pang Tong explained: "After I returned home, I prevented my sister from entering the palace. My father was furious and threw me into the guard camp."

The guard camp was used by the Son of Heaven himself, although Grand Master Pang was dissatisfied with his son for ruining his own affairs, he was reluctant to punish him severely and instead sent him to a place that everyone wanted to enter.

Without waiting for Bai Jintang to ask again, Pang Tong continued: "I wanted to come to the appointment last year, but I was delayed by family affairs before leaving."

Seeing Pang Tong's unusually dark expression, Bai Jintang's heart tightened: "But what happened?"

Although they didn't get along very long, Bai Jintang knew Pang Tong's temperament.If it was an ordinary matter, it would never be enough for him to show such an expression.

Pang Tong drank another glass of wine, calmed down, and said softly: "Before I left, my sister died. I once sneaked into the Lin'an Inn and Jinhua Bai's house to send letters to you, but I couldn't reach you. hands."

At that time, Bai Jintang was on the empty island, so naturally he couldn't receive the letter.

He was speechless for a moment, patted Pang Tong on the shoulder, and comforted him: "My condolences."

"No problem." Pang Tong chuckled, raised his glass and said, "Come, drink."

After the two of them drank, it was the time when the moon was in the sky again.

During this period, the Eight Sage Kings sent people here, first to agree to Bai Jintang's request, and second to invite him to have dinner with him.But because he was enjoying drinking, Bai Jintang refused all of them.

He looked at the back of the eight sage king's attendants walking away, and asked with a smile: "Brother Pang, isn't the grand master the worst with the eight sage king? How can the prince rest assured that you will protect the son?"

"My father and the prince just disagree, but there is no major conflict." Pang Tong often walks among the people, but he knows Zhao Defang's nickname, "Eight Worthy King". The starting point of the country is different from that of the people.”

"Those scheming ones are tiring just thinking about it." Bai Jintang picked up the empty wine jar, glanced at it, and put it down boringly, "You might as well resign and go into seclusion and wander the world with me."

Pang Tong looked at Bai Jintang's slightly tipsy smile, and was a little moved by his proposal.

"I'm also impatient with the trivial matters among civil servants. One day, I will defend my home and country with all my strength." Pang Tong kept his expression on his face, but felt a little pity in his heart.He also longed for the unrestrained and unrestrained life of the Jianghu people when he was young, "wrapping the corpse in horse leather as a long-cherished wish."

Bai Jintang was taken aback: "That's right, you are going to be a great general."

He suddenly remembered that in the future, Pang Tong's younger brother, Pang Yu, would indeed become the uncle of the country, but he belonged to Renzong Zhao Zhen.The concubine Pang at that time was naturally not the marriageable younger sister of Pang Tong who died young.However, Pang Taishi's eldest son, Flying Star General Pang Tong, was nowhere to be found.

The alcohol all over his body immediately dissipated, and Bai Jintang was chilled all over in the early summer night.

Bai Jintang grabbed Pang Tong's hand suddenly, his voice was full of tension: "Brother Pang, if one day..." He couldn't continue speaking in the middle of the sentence.

What can he say?Tell Pang Tong to be careful, even if you are captured, don't die in battle?How to say this.No matter what he really wants to do, he has more than enough energy.

Will history eventually follow the inevitable direction?

Letting go of his hand slumped, Bai Jintang shook his head weakly: "Brother Pang, don't talk about that, let's drink."

Picking up the wine jar, I realized that the wine was exhausted.Bai Jintang smiled awkwardly.

Different from Bai Jintang's embarrassment, Pang Tong put his hands under the table. Although he didn't show it at all, he was a little excited in his heart.

The two were relatively silent for a moment.

After a long time, Bai Jintang finally said, "Let's go, go to bed early, I'm probably going to take the kid tomorrow."

He thought for a while, and then asked: "Speaking of which, that civet cat—I mean, His Majesty, how is his temper?"

Bai Jintang clearly saw that the expression on Pang Tong's calm face changed slightly.

He showed a slightly worried expression.

"What? Is it difficult to get along with?"

"No, Shizi's character is too soft."

That's natural, Renzong's temperament is notoriously soft.