Emperor Jin

Chapter 105 Players

"Why?"

"There is more than one way to enter Jinling, so why stick to the water?"

The emperor's eyes lit up, and then he frowned and said, "You mean to feign an attack on the water, and secretly attack by land... But the land road is long, and the passes along the way cannot be conquered in a day. Once it takes a long time, the news will inevitably leak out."

Bao Jin had anticipated this worry, her beautiful eyes turned, and after thinking for a moment, she suddenly smiled and said: "Speaking of famous commanders on land, there is one in our army."

"You mean Prince Jing?"

The emperor's face became gloomy, and the hand holding the porcelain cup became tighter and his knuckles protruded, "Sure enough, you thought of him when we fought together—are you so obsessed with it?!"

Bao Jin was taken aback, not knowing where his anger came from, he said anxiously: "Just talking about war, he is indeed the best choice, so why is he so obsessed with it?"

The emperor's voice was low, like lightning before a rainstorm, terrifying, "Do you dare to say that there is no selfishness in it?"

When he thought of Yun's deliberate avoidance and his behavior of doing nothing, he was even angrier in his heart, but he didn't want to say any more.

"Long live the lesson, speaking of old enmity, my Gumo country was captured by King Jing's army. I only hold grudges against him. Where is the personal relationship?"

Baojin regained his composure, knelt down and said, with tears in his eyes, but stubbornly refused to let them fall.

The long and dense eyelashes drooped blankly, like a snowy pool, which made people feel a pain in their hearts.

The emperor's anger was suppressed, he seemed a little flustered, he lifted her up personally, wiped away his tears with a thick towel, and said softly: "It's my words, I'm sorry..."

Bao Jin looked at him suspiciously, secretly thinking that this person would apologize, but he still covered his face and sobbed.

The emperor put away the silk scarf, hesitated, but finally asked, "You hate Yun Shi even, what do you do to me?"

Bao Jin raised his head, his heavy eyes were misty and gleaming, as if he was staring at infinite melancholy, "It's only God's will to trick people, but I can't...don't hate..."

"Is it impossible not to hate?"

Although he had expected it, the emperor felt as if he had been punched hard in the chest, and his heart was at a loss.

Bao Jin stared at him, with mixed feelings in his heart, half-truths and half-false, but he finally revealed the lump in his chest, and he felt relieved.

For a long time, no one spoke, the waves beat against the side of the ship, the sound was slow, as if it lasted forever.

"What you said... I will think about it carefully."

The emperor finally broke the silence. He was a little depressed, but he still said calmly: "Speaking of which, Yun Shi has a remarkable record. If he serves as the land coach, he will be considered appropriate."

"Long live Shengming..."

So the two of them had nothing to say for a long time, Bao Jin prepared pen and ink for him, and the emperor signaled her to step down—he wanted to draw up the decree himself.

Bao Jin exited the high cabin, fresh water vapor rushed towards his face, and the breeze was gentle, and he felt that the cold air was slightly reduced, and the warm spring had arrived.

Spring is approaching, but in today's Jiangnan, the war is about to start, and the blood has already appeared.

Baojin sighed, and no longer had the heart to look at the scenery of the water and mountains, thinking in his heart: When the emperor wants to use the cloud, the collapse of the Southern Tang Dynasty will only happen in an instant.

"Langjiao, don't blame me for being cruel. Even cooperative allies will fight each other one day."

She murmured silently, as if a chessboard appeared in front of her eyes, Yunshi, Nantang, the emperor, and even the distant Shuchuan, all turned into black and white chess pieces for fighting, maneuvering and circulating in her hands.

"Let the strong become weak and the weak become strong, and then the world will fall into disputes again."

Emperor, your dream of unification is about to be shattered after all...

sorry.

Bao Jin thought silently, and then, she stretched out her hand towards the void, as if she wanted to catch the last sunspot——

"The Celestial Navy... come back into my hands!"

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The thousand boats had been docked by the water for several days, and the emperor ordered Yunshi to be his commander. He turned over by land and rushed into Jinling, but at the same time he planned to feint to attack the waterway in order to confuse the Southern Tang side.

When everything was ready and the only thing left was the east wind, the emperor received an urgent report from Beijing. He glanced at it briefly, and his expression turned cold.

Bao Jin stood behind him, unconsciously clutching the secret message in his sleeve—because of Chen Lou's speed, she also received the same message.

"What nonsense..."

The emperor said darkly, as if he was very unhappy, but he didn't want to have an attack.

"I am rushing ahead, these women have nothing to do, yet..."

He clenched the emergency report with his hands, watched the queen's handling in the second half, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and said: "Zi Tong is kind and kind, and the big things are turned into small ones, and finally they didn't make a big fuss."

Baojin sneered in his heart, wanted to hint a little bit, but his heart was terrified, and he secretly thought that he should not be arrogant and show his edge too much, so he kept silent.

The emperor was comforting, but he heard the voices of people outside the cabin, as if something incredible had happened.

"Who is making noise outside?!"

(End of this chapter)