Chapter 679: I do n’t understand pity

Chapter 679: Don't Understand Mercy
On the second day, the Nanling ambassadors went to the memorial, asking Bei Canghuang to put the negotiation on the agenda.
But he didn't respond.
In the days waiting for the echo, Duan Ting made a visit to the landlords and took the green cypress to tour the scenery of Beicangdu city.
Eat and drink during the day, and sing every night.
After nightfall, the two sat and drank together in a painting on an artificial lake in the city.
Duan Ting was also accompanied by a charming dancer Ji, who laughed a few times and laughed a lot. Sitting in a wheelchair didn't prevent him from hugging left and right.
He turned a blind eye to this style, poured himself a drink, drank slowly, and cast his eyes out the window.
Night fell, and the lanterns came on. There are paintings on the artificial lake, and they slowly move through the lake. Singing, music, cheers, and laughter are endless.
This is a sacred place for wealthy children in the city to play. It is a place where they are drunk.
It ’s boring to play alone for a long time. Duan Ting waved back and danced, and held up the jug to pour wine. Speak? "
"It's fun to play in a scene like you, and blink of an eye?"
Duan Ting chuckled, "Life is only a few decades. Naturally, I have tried everything, and I can only be as wonderful as I have spent thousands of sails."
"After the thousand sails have passed, who can you leave a trace on ?? In the end, it's just like nothing, maybe there is no one to help you collect the body."
This mouth is poisonous.
Duan Ting changed the subject. If he followed the trend, he would be mad sooner or later.
"Did you find out who was behind the scenes?"
"Browsing, just not sure, there is no evidence after all."
"At that time, I later heard the officials of the envoy say that the opponent was extremely clean. Luo Beichuan spent ten years in the battlefield, and he was absolutely perfect, and he was killed. It ’s not that I ca n’t be you, I think it ’s your own hands.

After returning to Beicang, he specifically inquired about Luo Beichuan's assassination, and the other party's means surprised him.
Feng Qingbai said nothing, and set his sights on the sky.
The identity of Gong Ling was unclear so far, and the feeling the man gave him was extremely mysterious.
The road ahead is like the dark and unclear sky, and the fog is heavy.
"Bei Canghuang should know that Luo Beichuan's death has nothing to do with my Nanling. Keeping this in mind, what's the idea behind it?"
"Did you ask me this wrong?" Duan Ting was quite funny, "I'm a Beicang guy anyway. If I had given you all the information, would I have become a traitor?"
Turning his head, he looked at him lightly, "It's not a traitor, I don't see how much you have respect for your father and emperor. Those who have respect can say something like," My father's seed "?"
"..." Duan Ting was speechless.
Knowing that the other party is a personal sprite, why did he show a flaw in front of the other party?
Slowly drank the wine in the glass before whispering, "He doesn't know if the truth doesn't matter. What's important is the attitude of the people. Now Beicang people are extremely hostile to Nanling. If they want the civilians to be angry, the court must come up with a charter , At least in face, to be able to pass. Otherwise Beicang will be messy. "
"Your father emperor wants to use the indignation of the people to compel me to compromise Nanling." Gently hooking his lips, Feng Qingbai raised a chilly smile.
The minds of the superiors have always been so.
Seize all conditions and maximize benefits.
"You have to ask my father ..."
The voice did not fall, and there was a loud bang.
The hull swayed and screamed from outside.
"Boathouse! What's going on?"
The boatman hurried in and hurried in, trembling, "Going back to the court, the ship outside hit the ship, sorry, sorry!"
In the capital, the best person to recognize is the king of the court. Only he likes to run around in a wheelchair. Changing someone else is a disability, I'm afraid that even the door is not willing to go out. The boatman respected the son of Ting, but in fact, who didn't know his identity was the king of the dynasty, and he couldn't be ignored.
Duan Ting looked at Feng Qingbai and walked out of the cabin one after the other, and saw that the ship's hull was hit by another ship.
Someone on the ship seemed to have fallen into the water and was pouring into the water, coughing for help.
Many people have jumped into the water to save people, but were pushed away by people in the water and refused to approach.
The wind and green cypresses stared at each other, and the water-red shirt skirt floated in the water, a piece of blue silk was wet with water, and the wolf howled on his face, but that face was indeed seen.
"Well, I'm right, our royal family is the most difficult to count at seventeen, but it's just making this encounter and making ourselves so embarrassed, she really can't be ignored." Duan Ting laughed, not at all The meaning of helping others to save others, gloating at the woman who was scolding while scolding in the water.
The woman in the water had seen the man who had stepped out of the cabin in the morning, her eyes brightened and shouted, "Master, save me!"
Gently gave her a glance, Feng Qingbai turned into the cabin, and turned a blind eye!
People in the water, "..."
Duan Ting, "..." closed his eyes after a moment, "come on, pull her up!"
Feng Qingbai ignores, can he ignore it? How is it his sister-in-law, if he is like a cypress, he will have to be attacked by other siblings.
The guards of the King's Mansion pulled people up, the sound of water clapping, and the boat's deck was wet.
Duan Ting didn't care much about the people being picked up, turned around and entered the cabin.
Seeing that there was no excitement around, the people around gradually disappeared.
Fortunately, although this painting was hit, the quality was decent, and there was no water leakage, and the boat was able to continue to the shore.
"Does Girl Liu know that you are so ignorant of pity and love?" After such a collision, she was completely out of fun, and Duan Ting vowed.
Feng Qingbai was too lazy to ignore him.
Knowing that others are approaching purposefully, the rotten peach blossoms are not bad, does he still have to show pity to others and hope for others?
The seventeen princess outside cleaned herself up, changed to a clean shirt in the back cabin, and turned back to the cabin.
Sit down beside Feng Qingbai, Jiaojiao, "Master, you just can't help it!"
"Seventeen princesses are pretty water-soluble," Feng Qingbai said quietly. "Furthermore, King Ting is also here, wouldn't you watch the princess accident, and you don't need to intervene if you want to come."
The seventeen princess flashed uncomfortably on her face. She didn't know that Feng Qingbai could see that she knew the water only by one glance, and the water was good. It was suddenly exposed and very embarrassing.
Duan Ting laughed side by side. Someone experienced the poison tongue of Feng Qingbai with him, which was a very happy thing.
Otherwise, everyone is bad together.
"Since all of them have been seen by Wang Ye, then Wang Ye knows my intentions. You were a guest in Beicang. During your time in Beicang, I will be with you as a landlord!"
In the past two days, I wrote as I wrote ... I didn't wait ... I was disrupted by debts. At night, there was no legal T.T.
(End of this chapter)