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On the official road from Jianye to the capital, the south side is adjacent to Yanbo River and Yanghe River. Peach blossoms are planted on both sides of the river bank. It is said that every spring, literati and inkmen gather outside Jianye City to enjoy the flowers, watch the water, and write poems against the wind.It's a pity that it's autumn now, the Lord is killing people, and when there is war, Wen Yining rode out from Jianye City. On the official road, he only saw people going to Jianye City, but he didn't see anyone who went to Beijing with him.

Wei Fengguo was always afraid that he would be cold and hurt on the road, so he added an extra coat to him, not to mention fox fur, cape and jacket.Ruyi was even more worried, and gave him a lot of bottles and jars, saying that they were full of treasures. This blue bottle can poison others, the red bottle can prevent others from poisoning, and this white bottle It is said to be a good wound medicine...

Wen Yining only felt that his head was big, and he was not going to fight to the death with King Jin. What King Jin wanted was just an explanation, and Wen Yining also wanted to get out as soon as possible.

The place where I met King Jin was a post house, but for some reason, in addition to the flagpoles, mangers and mansions that should have been there, the wooden platform surrounding the entire post house made the Yang The water from the river is introduced into it, giving people the illusion of a castle on the water.

Wen Yining saw many soldiers and horses standing next to the posthouse from a distance, curled the corners of his mouth, Wen Yining was not at all surprised that King Jin would destroy the request he wrote in the letter to "meet alone", after all, now King Jin has It has ruined half of the country - at least King Jin himself thinks so.

The soldiers of King Jin at the gate saw Wen Yining, ran towards him from a distance, knelt down and saluted him respectfully, "My lord, our lord has been waiting for you again for a long time."

Wen Yining glanced at the soldier, smiled casually, and jumped off the horse, "What? Your lord can't wait for me?"

The soldier raised his head in doubt, but suddenly understood what Wen Yining was referring to—kneeling down and saying seriously:

"Master Mingjian, the queen mother, my lord has no intention of presumptuousness. He is too young to speak. He should have come and waited for you when he saw you, lord queen mother. If it weren't for you and the lord being busy with business, the lord would have to do it in person. I came out of the capital to pick you and the emperor back."

The reaction was quick.

Wen Yining took a second look at the soldier, handed the horse to the groom, and then pointed to the post in front, "Lead the way ahead."

King Jin stood on the second floor of the posthouse, dressed in military uniform, with his hands behind his back.Wen Yining had just stepped on the second floor when King Jin turned his head and said to Wen Yining:

"My father also likes to dance and write. There are still many peach blossoms he painted at home. When my mother is old, she always takes them out to play with, and then says that the king is not like my father."

"It's strange to say," King Jin turned around and continued, "My family ancestors are proficient in both literature and martial arts, but in our current generation, some people can only dance with literature, and some people can only be a master like me. A rough man who only knows how to wield a knife and a gun."

"My lord's cursive writing is not bad." Wen Yining said with a smile.

King Jin also laughed, but he didn't answer any more. The person who asked him to come was Wen Yining, so he must not be the one who should speak first. It's not just a landscape that you can't understand too much.

Wen Yining shrugged, "Why does the prince insist on taking me and Rui'er back to Beijing?"

"If you don't return to Beijing," King Jin stared at Wen Yining with wide eyes, "how can this world be in my hands?"

Wen Yining smiled and shook his head, "He is only eight years old, and I am not from the Ling family. The prince already holds the power in the world, so why bother to stick to formalities?"

"Humph——" King Jin sneered, "Who doesn't want to deserve their name? I don't want to sit on the throne now, and then spend more than ten years suppressing the rebellious party, and another ten years fighting with the courtiers." Intrigue. I'm not Ling Yan, I don't have that much time!"

Wen Yining shrugged his shoulders, ignoring the disrespectful act of King Jin suddenly calling the name of the first emperor—that’s right, in the eyes of the Yan family in Linyi, the entire royal family of the Jin Dynasty was not destined by destiny. The only people they served were Li Shangzong who was said to be alive, and their Yan family.

"Your lord wants me to go back with the emperor, and let Rui'er complain, and finally I give the order to give way to you, lord, right?" Wen Yining didn't want to make trouble with King Jin. After all, the weather outside had changed, and Wen Yining didn't want it. Hurrying in the rain, besides, Wei Fengguo said that he was waiting for him to have dinner together in Jianye.

"Mr. Wen is quick to speak, but this king also has one thing he doesn't understand."

"My lord, please speak."

"Why are there no common people in the capital, but you and the heads of the three powers are not willing to come to the capital?" King Jin tilted his head and thought for a while, "Even Ling and Quan are looking at me with a look of death. Jingzhong—is there something weird?"

Wen Yining glanced at King Jin, thinking that he couldn't hide it, but before he said it, Wen Yining wanted to make a deal with King Jin:

"My lord, this time I'm here for this purpose. The capital is naturally weird, and it's something that the leaders of the three powers, me, and General Chen Hui can't do anything about. I think the lord must have a way. However, the lord thinks If you want to get what the prince wants from me, I also want to get what I deserve from the prince."

King Jin narrowed his eyes, raised his head and smiled, "As long as Mr. Wen brings the child back to the capital with me, I promise that on the day I ascend the throne, I will definitely offer the antidote with both hands."

Wen Yining sneered in his heart, I haven't settled this account with you yet, you should bring it up first.On the face, he remained calm, just shook his head without speaking, just looked at King Jin so quietly.

Seeing Wen Yining like this, the King of Jin was stunned and put away his smile, "What? Could it be that what Mr. Wen is asking for is not the antidote to 'Wangchuan'?"

King Jin is a person who only thinks about himself. Wen Yining has seen through this early on. It's just that King Jin judges others by himself. It's good or bad. The good thing is that the soldiers who follow him respect him very much. What's worse is that overconfidence will only turn into conceit, which makes people think that he is arrogant.

"Wang Chuan's antidote, if the lord has it," Wen Yining smiled, "I'm naturally happy, but does the lord think that I should be poisoned by this poison? This poison is so sentimental, I'm afraid the lord wants to get along with it." What do I have?"

Murderous intent flashed in King Jin's eyes, and finally he chose to turn his head away and said fiercely, "I don't understand you literati who are so stinky, and I'm not interested in being in love with a man!"

"Yes," Wen Yining still had a good temper, "The lord is brave, so naturally he won't be as knowledgeable as us. Won't the lord ask me what I want? Could it be that the lord can afford everything I want?"

"Hmph," King Jin sneered, approached Wen Yining, stared at him and said, "Except for the world and the throne, this king is not interested in anything else."

Wen Yining refused to budge, hooked the corners of his mouth, and raised his chin to meet King Jin's eyes, "It just so happens that I'm not interested in the world or the throne—"

King Jin rolled his eyes, thinking that I would know this even if you didn't say it.

After coughing twice, Wen Yining said seriously, "My lord, I don't ask much. I just hope that you promise to treat Ling Fengman kindly. After all, that child has nothing wrong with him, and he has no grievances or enmities with the lord."

King Jin nodded, he didn't want to kill the little emperor, he would be able to keep a fool in the palace, and he wouldn't be able to support one more person to eat.

"Also," Wen Yining said, seeing King Jin frowned, but Wen Yining didn't intend to stop, he didn't want too much, "The Miao people have helped the prince a lot, I hope the prince will not cross the river and tear down the bridge."

King Jin snorted in agreement, and then Wen Yining continued, "Also, my lord, I hope you will continue to maintain the independence of the white-robed army."

Sure enough, King Jin immediately changed his expression and stared at him fiercely.

This is the only disagreement between them since they made a deal. Wen Yining hopes that the White Robe Army will be independent. He does not want King Jin to rule alone. King Jin will send his troops to the north soon, and to the north is the Mobei Plateau...

Selfishness or other reasons, Wen Yining did not want King Jin to lead an army to attack there.

"I can't promise you this," King Jin shook his head, "How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch, you should understand this truth, Mr. Wen."

"The White Robe Army has been independent since the establishment of the Jin Dynasty. This is not the side of the couch. Your lord, what you said is inappropriate." Wen Yining shook his head, "Besides, the Chen family has no prejudice against you, your lord. Why do you... um... ..."

King Jin made a swift move, strangled Wen Yining's neck almost immediately, stuck him firmly against the wall, and shouted in a disturbed voice:

"Don't pretend to be confused! Wen Yining! If this king wants to expand the territory, if the Chen family continues to be stationed in Yucheng? Does this king have to look at their Chen family's face?! With them Chen One day at home, this king will not live in peace for one day!"

"Ahem..." Wen Yining was out of breath, but still took a deep breath and said as much as he could, "Then the prince also... don't want to know the secrets in Beijing—"

It is too stupid to use martial arts now, and there are soldiers and horses of the King of Jin outside the posthouse, even if he can use martial arts and the poisonous insects given by Ruyi to knock down these people, Wen Yining does not think that he can last long due to his physical condition. Back to Jianye.

King Jin glared at Wen Yining fiercely, let go of his hand, turned around and said in a hateful voice, "Even if you don't tell me, Mr. Wen, I can still ask others."

"Prince Ning?" Wen Yining suddenly smiled, "Or Ling Yuquan? Your lord, don't forget—Ling Yuquan hates you to the bone, and since he has become your prisoner, you can do everything possible Torture, I'm afraid he won't say it."

A shadow flashed in King Jin's eyes, but he didn't open his mouth to refute.