Chapter 88 I Pull Myself

Jun Xun's steps were unsteady when he returned to his bedroom to rest, and it was obvious that he had been badly beaten.

What's even more infuriating is that when he finished learning and sat on the stone bench with his legs limp for a long time without recovering, the other party frowned and looked dissatisfied: "Let's practice again next time. Can you walk? I'll carry you back."

That really scared him so much that he waved his hands.

The man felt severe pain all over his body. He frowned slightly but insisted on going back stubbornly.

Jun Lin looked at his departing back, and his stern gaze suddenly became extremely gentle.

Little uncle.

Sooner or later I will give you freedom.

If you are flying alone, you must be able to protect yourself.

I don't want to interfere with your hard-earned freedom in the future, so please study hard, don't get hurt, and don't make me sad.

She put her hands behind her back and looked at the blue sky. Even the shapes of the clouds were so gentle.

Emperor Jing was trying hard to open the cages and let individuals leave one by one to pursue freedom.

But she, she alone, has to carry the heavy burden of the imperial city forever, trapped in a cage from which she can escape but is unwilling to do so.

She was quiet for a while, went over her recent plans in her mind, and then walked to the study to work.

Yu's study was the usual place for these people to gather. As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw Ming He and his friends. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you all waiting for me?"

Yu Yu bowed: "Master."

Ming He smiled: "It was Yu Yu who came early. He said he wanted to discuss military strategy with you. When I arrived, Man Huang was already there."

Manchuan held his old waist and sighed: "You young people really dominate the world. You rush to the court every morning and it makes me tired to death."

Jun Lin said, "Hey!" "You can still fight for a few more decades with your body. It's not like you to give in so easily."

Manchuan sniffed and muttered, "You little bastard, you only know how to piss me off..."

Manhuang said honestly: "But you are laughing, Mr. Man."

Manchuan: “…”

He glared at the big guy fiercely, feeling very disappointed with him. Well, now besides Minghe, there is another person who is openly helping that kid to deal with me.

Yu Yu blinked and said, "How about I teach you a few moves one day?"

The old man turned his head with a snort. Yes, they are all hers.

The world is going downhill!

The world is going downhill!

He was extremely arrogant: "I don't even look down on your master, so why do I need you to teach me?"

Everyone knows that he was the one who begged Jun Lin to teach him, but he was refused because he was afraid that he might hurt his bones. But now he has a different explanation.

Jun Lin raised his hands in surrender to save face and said, "Yes, yes, I have been rejected by Master Man. This kid Yanyu is far from good enough. No, no, no."

Mr. Man grinned again.

Several people laughed too.

This old man is their treasure. Everyone wants him to live a long life. He himself also wants to stay with everyone longer and longer.

As soon as I entered Yu's study, I got down to business. The first thing I heard was a summary of Savage's daily life.

"Master, He Ri recovered several bodies this morning. Rumor has it that they were killed by the female swordsman Cang Qiong. Now everyone outside is talking about it with great relish."

Jun Lin's expression remained unchanged, but she was secretly applauding in her heart. She just wanted to make this vest influential gradually so that it would be easier to handle things in the future.

This has become the storyteller's script in the inn, with spit flying everywhere and describing the female swordsman as the ceiling of the human race.

Even now she has a group of fans, and her fanatical followers think she is invincible and have already consciously looked for opponents for her.

After listening to Manhuang's report, she couldn't help but twitching her eyes.

"Lord, after what happened last night, this rumor has been confirmed. Cang Qiong is indeed a real person. Today, many powerful people from the outside world are looking for Cang Qiong, just wanting to fight him."

Yu Yu: "Master, since you have fought with her before, can you negotiate and use her for our benefit?"

Ming He: "I'm afraid the Empress Dowager will also have feelings for her, why don't we recruit her first."

Manchuan: “…”

You guys have finished talking, what should I say?

The old man, who was a step slower, choked up a little: "Your Majesty, they are right."

Jun Lin: “…”

Why do I suddenly feel like laughing?

How can you live so miserably?

She said seriously, "Okay, I have a way to contact her and see if she can come to my Dajing to help me."

Everyone nodded happily.

In fact, how is it possible!

How is it possible to pull Cangqiong to your own camp?

She wanted to get this vest of hers right under the nose of the Empress Dowager and infiltrate the enemy.

Just think about it, if she became a member of the rebels, she would be informed of any changes in the other party's plans. That would be so cool!

Minister: Your Majesty, hurry up and bring the person over here!

Emperor Jing: I will charge, charge into the enemy camp and never let them out

She waved her hand to signal everyone to leave: "I'll do it, don't worry."

The trust of all employees is full: waiting for your good news!

As Manhuang, who was the last to leave, closed the door, she sighed melancholy.

After thinking for a while, she lifted up the sleeve of her right hand with her left hand and wrote on the paper. She finished quickly and put the letter into an envelope. She leisurely opened the door with the letter, walked out of the yard, and came to the outside of the vermilion city wall.

The eunuch leaning against the archway was yawning lazily.

This Emperor Jing was very strange. He did not like eunuchs to serve him closely, so he mostly sent them to the main gate outside the courtyard to await orders.

I was just lazing around, feeling bored, when I heard a sinister voice next to my ear: "Have you had enough of living?"

“Ouch—”

The old eunuch wailed and her legs went limp. She quickly knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Jun Lin made a "tsk" sound of disdain, as if he was very dissatisfied with his work attitude. He then lowered his voice and said, "Send this letter secretly to the owner of the Raffles Inn and tell him to pass it on to Miss Cang Qiong."

He took it hastily: "I will definitely get it done!"

Only after Emperor Jing gave him the gate pass and repeatedly told him to leave did he stand up, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and stagger out of the palace.

"It's so scary. Your Majesty's pressure is too much for an old man like me to bear..."

He muttered as he turned around the pavilions and towers. He was about to leave the palace when he was stopped by a figure that suddenly appeared. He took a closer look and then angrily scolded, "What are you doing, kid!"

It was a handsome young eunuch, who was now attentive and patting his shoulders from behind: "Boss, if you need any errands, I will help you."

"No, His Majesty has repeatedly told me to do this properly, and I cannot afford to be careless!"

The young eunuch's eyes darkened, and he smiled more attentively: "The general manager treats me so well on weekdays, I must repay you, not to mention that we are all loyal to His Majesty, I don't have the courage not to get things done."

In fact, the old lady who didn't want to run at all and whose waist was aching rolled her eyes for a long time before she said as if to show favor: "Then you go, my old bones can't run anymore."

I don't know what your majesty is thinking. Why doesn't he look for anyone else but himself, an old man whose bones are almost falling apart.

"Give it to the shopkeeper of Lai Fu Inn and make sure to deliver it to the girl named Cang Qiong. Once you've delivered it, come and tell me so I can report to His Majesty. Otherwise, we'll both lose our heads!"

The eunuch grinned and said, "Don't worry, sir."

…

The uncle is very similar to Ye Du. For people like them who have been imprisoned for too long, as long as someone is genuinely kind to them, or they are willing to take the initiative to get close to them, their affection for them will increase very quickly. One reason is that they have met too few people in their lives, and the other is that even if they have met few people, they have met amazing people, so their hearts are easily shaken.

And, sad news, it's really yang, wow, I cried so hard, I felt so uncomfortable all over, finally thank you all for your concern! I'm going to crawl to rest first qwq