Emperor Jin

Chapter 62 Landlord
When Baojin hurried to the Cuise Building, there was no one in the usual small building.

Didn't Shen Hao invite himself to have a secret talk here?

Bao Jindai's eyebrows froze, suspicion arose in her heart.

Above the small building, the jade curtain is lightly rolled, the moon is like a frost, two cups of hot tea are waiting quietly, in the tranquility of the room, you can faintly hear the remnant sound of the atrium.

Bao Jin held his breath and concentrated, sat down and waited quietly, holding the teacup in a slightly cold hand, he felt a burst of warmth.

She didn't just drink it, but carefully looked at the refreshing tea needles, and saw the same color of silver and snow, rolling up and down, as if the snow had just arrived, and also had a strange fragrance, she sighed unconsciously: "What kind of tea is this? It smells like this?!"

"Do you like this tea..."

Asked quietly, it came from the wooden ladder, ethereal and ethereal, as if it came from the nine heavens.

Bao Jin suddenly raised his head, but saw a black dress in his eyes.

There was no sound on the wooden steps, but this sudden glance seemed to make the whole room feel chilly.

The visitor had a thin figure, and her whole body was tightly wrapped in black robes, only her slender snowy neck revealed her gender.

Bao Jin stared at her, but was looking into her eyes——

The black pupils condensed with ice and snow in winter are bottomless, and once in a while, they seem to be swept by flames——

Like the red lotus karmic fire in hell, it burns everything and returns to nothingness...

By coincidence, such a strange thought flashed across Baojin's mind. She stood up and asked in a deep voice, "Who is your Excellency?"

"Aren't you surprised - why Shen Hao hasn't seen you for so long?"

The man chuckled, his voice was strangely hoarse, like a musical spell.

"If he had something urgent to discuss, he would have waited early—after all, I am his lord, how could I be so rude?"

Bao Jin was not frightened, but just replied quietly.

However, the calmness on the outside was just an illusion. She fixed her gaze on the eyes of the man in black, and felt the chill soaking into her skin, and she couldn't look directly at them.

Hearing the words, the man in black let out a low laugh, unfathomably unable to detect any emotion, "You have done a great job by secretly contacting these former court officials!"

"It's just that the situation is forcing..."

Bao Jin took it lightly, and said: "Your Excellency knows me very well, but I know nothing about you... Today you pretended to write a letter and invited me here, what exactly is your intention?"

Hearing the words, the man in black laughed again, his voice was like broken strings, hoarse and jerky, to Baojin's ears, it was empty and boundless loneliness, and there was a sense of desolation in the air.

"His Royal Highness Baojin...you are really a noble person who is looking forward to things. In the past, you never forgot to see me, but now, why do you ask such a question?"

The man in black laughed teasingly, but he didn't seem to have any malicious intentions.

Bao Jin was at a loss at first, but after concentrating on his thoughts, his eyes lit up, and he hesitated and said, "Are you...the master of Chenlou?"

Master Chenlou... This title does not cause any waves in the Jianghu and the court. Only the members of the Yuan family have a deep understanding of the meaning of this title.

The first director of Chenlou was an amazing woman with stunning talent. 300 years ago, she traveled far to northern Xinjiang, and Chenlou under her command took root there. underground leader.

She had complicated entanglements with Emperor Qi at that time, but she promised to pacify the northern border for him. With this word, the royal family and Chenlou formed a deep relationship.

Hundreds of years passed, and in Baojin's generation, the connection between Chenlou and the royal family was almost cut off. This title seemed to have become an anecdote in the old paper and was forgotten by later generations.

However, after entering Beijing this time, he experienced many changes, especially the fire in the Cuise Building, which allowed Baojin to see the huge black shadow hidden under the iceberg——

With the adjacent Cuiselou and Muxiaoyuan as the strongholds of the capital, although the power of Chenlou is hidden, it is really no small matter.

Baojin came to Cuise Building many times, and also tried to make insinuations, wanting to discuss with the landlord, but the principal here was always vague, which gave her quite a headache.

These many thoughts were just a flash in Baojin's mind, and she immediately said with a smile: "I am really flattered that the landlord is here - I heard from the master here that you are far away in northern Xinjiang, but you never expected to come here unexpectedly, so for a while I didn't think of it, I'm really ashamed!"

The man in black smiled slightly when he heard the half-ridiculous and half-flattering words, and the coldness in his eyes subsided a lot. For a moment, Baojin, who was so beautiful and unparalleled, felt a sense of absurd familiarity in his heart——

I just heard the host in black say: "You don't have to be so polite, they didn't get my permission, they were just talking nonsense, as for Beijiang..."

She sneered, her voice was as sharp as a blade——

"If I was really in northern Xinjiang at that time, I would never sit back and watch the army wreak havoc."

Although these words were arrogant, they were undeniably credible when they came out of her mouth calmly.

Thinking of Gumo Wang's family under Jiuquan, Baojin couldn't help feeling sad, and couldn't help but said: "Since the landlord has such great power, why does he have the heart to watch Gumo fall?!"

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