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Chapter 500 Conspiracy

Xu Jingzong hesitated for a moment and said: "What the Marquis said makes sense, and since the Marquis has been dismissed from office, many people may be ready to take action. The Marquis really needs to do something to scare others, otherwise no matter what kind of scoundrels he is, they will come knocking on his door." .”

Liu Ziming glanced at Xu Jingzong and said: "Master Hou already has a plan, why not let me do it? I will definitely do it well."

Wang Junlin thought for a moment and said, "I have an idea, but it needs further verification."

Shen Guang looked solemn and said, "Master Marquis, please give me your instructions."

"This information says that an ancestor of the Guanlong Yu family is over a hundred years old and is a famous longevity star in the world." Wang Junlin's eyes flashed, thinking of something, and he said with a smile.

Shen Guang then said: "That's right, Lord Marquis, speaking of this, before Yu Zhongwen, the Yu family had people Rui appear in three consecutive generations. During the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Wu of Zhou even asked Yu Taoxiang, the head of the Yu family at that time, for advice on health preservation. Technique."

The cold light in Wang Junlin's eyes flashed away, and he said: "As the saying goes, things must turn against each other. Since this is a rare family with good fortune, let's add more fire to them."

Shen Guang, Xu Jingzong and Liu Ziming felt inexplicably cold in their hearts.





The five people talked in the room for a long time before going their separate ways.

When he left, Liu Ziming was still a little confused. The doubt came from what the Marquis had just told him. Although it was not a piece of cake, it didn't take much effort. However, since he couldn't think of the intention of his Marquis, he didn't want to think about it. Just do it, and you will always know when the time comes... According to his personality, he would ask if he didn't understand, but just now he saw Xu Jingzong and Shen Guang both looked surprised and strange, and they clearly understood what the Marquis meant. plan, so he didn't ask about it.

"It's hard for Mrs. Yu not to be famous this time..." After Wang Junlin sent everyone away, he walked towards the backyard while still muttering to himself.

No matter what, if you have already formed a deadly feud with some people, families or forces, you cannot guard against others' assassinations and hidden arrows all day long. The only way to get rid of them one by one is to find a way to get rid of them once and for all.





In late spring and early summer, the cloudy days are still a bit cool, and the cool breeze blows, adding a bit of desolation.

Wang Junlin was sitting upright in the pavilion. Opposite the stone table in the pavilion, Chen Danying was mixing various ingredients by hand. There was a red peat stove on the ground beside the table. There was an iron cauldron with exquisite carvings on the stove. The tea in the cauldron was boiling. The dense mist rose, blurring each other's faces.

Chen Danying poured the oil, fennel, shredded ginger and a handful of powdered tea leaves that he had already prepared on hand into the boiling soup in order. Wang Junlin sat expressionlessly, his eyelids following Chen Danying's every move. And twitching.

The picture is very beautiful. Chen Danying has no makeup on, and is cooking tea with bare hands. A strand of black hair is scattered around her cheeks. Her eyes are lowered and she is staring at the tea soup. She only sees her long eyelashes trembling slightly in the white mist. She is quiet and beautiful. This scene can be incorporated into poetry or painting.

Wang Junlin looked at her admiringly, as if he were looking at a rare porcelain vase. He looked carefully from a distance, for fear of disturbing the beautiful scenery or damaging the only fine porcelain in the world.

As soon as the tea soup boiled, various ingredients were put into the soup one by one. Chen Danying then raised her eyes to look at him, smiled shyly, and said softly: "Wang Lang, when I was young, I accompanied Empress Shen of the Southern Dynasties, and followed her to the old man. There are many people who have studied the tea ceremony, but there are very few people in this world who can let me cook tea for you. I have only cooked tea for you twice in the past. Today is the second time that I have cooked tea for you. The first time was last year for the second time. When you met, the ingredients were not available, and I just made tea casually. Today I prepared it specially, so Wang Lang must taste it carefully."

Wang Junlin smiled and nodded: "It doesn't matter if it tastes bad. It's just that this feeling and scene are still unforgettable, silent and elegant. The so-called 'forgetting words under the bamboo's purple tea is better than Yu Ke's drunken clouds. The dusty heart is washed away." It’s hard to finish the fun, the sound of cicadas is swaying under the tree. If the person who makes the tea is right, what does it matter if the tea is not good? After you have cooked it with your own hands, the fragrant tea is better than the fine wine."

Chen Danying chuckled and said: "Wang Wang, who wrote this poem? I seem to have never heard of it. Could it be that you wrote the poem..."

As he spoke, Chen Danying read the four lines of the poem just now, nodded and said with a smile: "But I don't know which predecessor's poem it is? I have never heard it... but the way it is used for drinking tea is very different. It couldn’t be more apt.”

Wang Junlin blinked and smiled: "Can't it be your husband who wrote the poem myself..."

Chen Danying was stunned for a moment, rolled his eyes at Wang Junlin, and said: "My husband didn't know much about tea ceremony before I saw it, but when I heard this poem, I knew it was written by an elegant person with a profound knowledge of tea ceremony."

Wang Junlin looked embarrassed and thought to himself, other time-traveling protagonists would just copy poems and people would believe them, but how come I don’t even believe my own woman when I copy poems.

Chen Danying ignored him, looking at the boiling tea next to her with a serious look on her face.

"Danying, I haven't seen you for more than a month. I miss you so much..." As Wang Junlin said, his hand began to be dishonest and he touched her hand unknowingly.

Chen Danying blushed, lowered her head and said, "I also miss Wang Lang."

Chen Danying suddenly remembered something, raised his head and said sternly: "I heard that Wang Lang was first intercepted and killed by the Spring and Autumn envoys along the way, and then encountered the Hongnong Yang family and the Guanlong Yu family who wanted to assassinate him. Now he was assassinated by the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty. Stop being an official. In this way, these people are probably even more unstable. Wang Lang still remembers that I was originally in Chunnu Tower. In addition to my identity as a saint of the Dragon Palace, in fact, because of my identity as a princess of the Southern Dynasty, I am also from another Jiangnan force. Hall Master, would you like me to mobilize some people to help Wang Lang deal with those people?"

Wang Junlin shook his head and said: "I know there is a secret organization organized by the remnants of the Chen Dynasty. I don't want you to get too involved with this force, let alone use their power to help me."

Chen Danying stopped making tea, put down the tea spoon in his hand, straightened up and looked at Wang Junlin. Feeling the latter's concern, he said softly: "I remember, I must stay away from them! He won't He is indeed not a good person!"

"I don't want you to get too involved with them, not because they are not good people, but because I know they can't make a difference. If you follow them and do whatever they want, if something happens, it will worry me to death." Wang Junlin suddenly said. Holding her delicate hand, Chen Danying wanted to pull it away, but Wang Junlin was too strong, so she had to give up and glared at him angrily.

"It's all your fault, the tea soup has boiled! The taste is completely bad!" After a short period of warmth, Chen Danying suddenly realized.

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