After hearing what Wu Tianhu said, Zhao Kang was a little surprised: "Besides Hongxue, is there any other female martial artist with such a high level in the world?"
"The world is full of wonders. Although my brother who is the emperor claims to be the best master of this great scene, the real situation is not necessarily certain. Maybe a few strong players will emerge from that corner.
matter."
Wu Tianhu sighed with emotion, and Zhao Kang thought about it and asked: "Senior Wu, you said that woman was wearing a sky blue gauze dress with water sleeves? How does she look?"
He thought of the stunning woman on the battlefield who led hundreds of masters into the battle formation and wanted to take his life.
According to Ye Hongxue's estimation, that woman's cultivation level was extremely high, at the middle level of the third rank.
Wu Tianhu raised his eyebrows: "That girl is wearing a veil to hide her appearance, but judging from her figure, she's not much different. How come you know her?"
"Maybe it's an enemy." Zhao Kang's eyes dropped.
At this time, Ye Hongxue walked in from the outside, looked at Zhao Kang and said, "Master Zheng sent someone here and said he was hosting a banquet for you."
"Isn't this coming?" Zhao Kang laughed and stood up.
Chunhua Tower.
In a nice restaurant in Huajing City, Zheng Lingfeng, dressed in ordinary clothes, was sitting in a private room. Opposite him was Qing Tong and the woman who was protecting him.
Qingtong held the wine glass: "Brother Zheng, I'm sorry to trouble you this time."
Zheng Lingfeng exclaimed: "Brother Qingtong, there is no need to be polite. Our friendship does not need to be like this."
The two had a drink, and Qingtong said, "Brother Zheng, why have I never heard of a national master in your Jingguo before?"
Zheng Lingfeng smiled: "Brother Qingtong, you don't know something. Our Zhao Guoshi is not a simple person. He is a distant relative of my Lady Ye Hongxue, the female general of the Jing Kingdom."
Upon hearing the words Ye Hongxue, the woman's slightly drooped eyelashes lifted.
Zheng Lingfeng added: "It was Mr. Ye who invited him to serve as an official in the court. This man has many good strategies and strategies in his mind. He first took up the post of Minister of Rites and managed the entire Ministry of Rites in an orderly manner."
"Some time ago, he made great contributions to our country, Jingguo. Therefore, he was appreciated by his majesty and awarded the position of national counselor. He has a very good personal relationship with his highness, the prince."
"In Dajing, I can now be said to be one person below ten thousand people. Even Prime Minister Chen is half a head shorter than him."
Qing Tong pretended to be surprised: "It's so powerful!"
Zheng Lingfeng nodded and said: "No, but..."
Seeing that he hadn't finished speaking, the woman next to him also became slightly interested: "What is Mr. Zheng doing?"
Zheng Lingfeng lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that someone would hear him, and whispered: "However, although this man is talented, his personal ethics are lacking. He is greedy for money and lustful. It is said that in that house, there is singing and dancing every day, and every woman is unhappy."
Hearing this, Qing Tong nodded secretly and already knew it in his heart, and said with a smile: "Hey, what is this? How can there be a perfect moral saint in the world?"
"That's true."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, thinking in their minds. At this time, someone knocked on the door of the box. It was Zheng Lingfeng's servant.
"Master, the guests you invited have arrived."
Zheng Lingfeng stood up hurriedly, and Qing Tong also walked to the box door together, and saw Zhao Kang approaching at the entrance of the stairs, dressed in regular clothes and holding a folding fan.
"Master Zheng!"
As he spoke, Zhao Kang smiled and glanced at Qing Tong: "Hey, Mr. Qing Tong is here too. I asked Mr. Zheng why you invited me to dinner for no reason. It seems that the real host is not Mr. Zheng."
Before Zheng Lingfeng could speak, Qing Tong bowed and saluted: "Qing Tong, a grassroots citizen, has met Imperial Master Zhao before. He was in the main hall and saw that the Imperial Master had an extraordinary bearing."
"That's why I asked my old friend to help me with the recommendation. I hope the Imperial Master won't blame me."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Zhao Kang smiled, but his eyes fell on the woman beside Qingtong. His eyes suddenly lit up as if he was attracted: "Who is this girl?"
Qing Tongxin said, it seems that what Zheng Lingfeng said before is indeed true, this person really likes women.
He smiled and said: "National Preceptor, she is the guard of the grass people, her name is Xueying. Xueying hasn't met the National Preceptor yet?"
"Public girl Xueying has met the Imperial Master." The woman bowed.
Zhao Kang quickly said: "Hey, no need to be polite, Xueying has a good name."
"Master Imperial Master, please take a seat." Qing Tong invited.
The three of them entered the box, perhaps because of what they had deliberately explained before. When Zhao Kang sat down, Zheng Lingfeng said: "Master Imperial Master, good friend Qingtong, you two will talk slowly. I have something to do at home, so I won't do it."
I’ll accompany you.”
"Master Zheng is leaving now? Have a few drinks before leaving." Zhao Kang said, his eyes finally moving away from the woman named Xueying.
The one thing that can't be wrong is her.
"Another day, another day, I'll serve as a host and treat the Imperial Master to a nice meal." Zheng Lingfeng declined and left.
There were only three people left in the private room. Zhao Kang took the wine glass brought by the waiter and said with a smile: "Mr. Qingtong, the two of us have no friendship. It must be something to invite Zhao to drink for no reason, right?"
"Are you still thinking of trying to persuade me, Jingguo, to attack Qianguo?"
Qing Tong smiled faintly and did not get straight to the point. He was still playing catch-up: "I listened to the Imperial Preceptor's words in the main hall earlier, but I no longer thought about it. Xueying, please add some wine to the Imperial Preceptor."
The woman took off her veil, revealing a stunningly beautiful face. Zhao Kang seemed to be drooling at the sight.
"There is such stunning beauty in the world!"
Xueying smiled softly. She had seen this kind of look many times. The Imperial Master Jing Guo seemed to be a common person.
"My lord, I am joking. I heard that the female martial arts god of Jing Kingdom, Ye Hongxueye, is not only extremely skilled in martial arts, but also has an appearance that can be said to be unparalleled."
"Xueying is just an ordinary person, she cannot afford to be stunningly beautiful."
Zhao Kang: "Miss Xueying is too modest. Your appearance is not inferior to that of Ye Hongxue."
Picking up the wine poured by Xueying, Zhao Kang drank it all in one gulp, still looking a little unsatisfied.
Xueying added more wine, and Qingtong spoke at this time: "Master National Preceptor, I heard from Ling Feng's friend earlier that you are very resourceful and have made great contributions to Jingguo. You are really a great person in the world."
Zhao Kang was a little arrogant, like a young young man who was praised to the heavens and couldn't find his way to the north for a while.
He laughed and said: "Mr. Qingtong, I heard that your Qian Kingdom also has a national master, who is also my family. Why is it called Zhao?"
Xueying whispered two words: "Zhao Kang."
"That's right, Zhao Kang! It's a pity that I heard that this guy died at Jinlin Pass. Otherwise, I really want to see how powerful this guy who was so praised is."
Qing Tong lowered his head and had a profound smile on his face: "National Preceptor Zhao Kang is indeed a talented person who is envied by heaven."
Greedy for money, lustful, and a bit arrogant, it seems that this Jingguo Imperial Master is the person I am looking for on this trip!
Thinking about it, he raised his head, looked at Zhao Kang and said, "Master Zhao..."
