1036 The Real World 3
At the same time, a horse was galloping towards the city outside the city, and pedestrians on the road avoided it. When the horse ran to the gate of the city, it did not slow down at all. Just as the guards of the city took action to intercept it, the man on the horse took out a token from his arms. The golden token was dazzling in the sun.
The guard soldiers quickly backed away respectfully, and at the same time helped evacuate the people at the gate.
The steed quickly passed through the city gate, all the way towards the inner city, and soon a steed stopped at the gate of King Jin. The man on horseback turned over and dismounted, dressed in military uniform, his handsome face was full of icy cold.
The person strode towards the Jin Wangfu, and the guards at the door immediately blocked it.
"who are you?"
The footsteps of the incoming person did not stop, and they directly knocked the two guards away. The two guards said they were hit by a dark energy and flew out. Hearing the sound of "Ouch", the two of them fell heavily on the ground.
The man didn't look back, and stepped into the mansion.
Encountered servants along the way, they avoided one after another, watching the murderous people leave in front of their eyes.
Bei Lin had just stepped into the hall. After hearing that someone was making trouble, the steward hurried over. When he saw the people standing in the hall, his heart froze, and his face was full of smiles.
"General Yun Hui." The steward stepped forward to greet him with a flattering expression.
Beilin's sharp eyes looked at him, "Let Tang Jingyu get out!"
This roar shocked a group of servants and maids inside and outside the house.
The maid and servant outside the house all knew the identity of the person who came, and all of them were curious and surprised.
"He is the young general Beilin."
"He actually returned to Beijing."
"I heard that Beilin and the princess had a good relationship when they were young. When the princess went, she must have come to trouble the prince."
"Shh, be quiet, don't let anyone hear you, cut your tongue."
A group of servants gathered outside the hall, whispering.
When Beilin came in, some servants hurried to the inner courtyard to invite Tang Jingyu, the king of Jin.
At this time, Tang Jingyu was painting, and the woman in the painting was naturally Gu Pianran, the sweetheart he could not ask for. A servant hurried in, Tang Jingyu frowned slightly and looked at him displeased.
"What's so frustrating?"
"My lord, General Yun Hui is here."
Tang Jingyu's hands stopped for a while, the pen he was holding was gently put down, and he said to the little servant, "Put away the paintings on the table."
"Yes."
The servant watched him leave.
The butler in the hall smiled, no matter what he said, his face was always gloomy.
"Brother Bei." Tang Jingyu put on a smile when he stepped into the hall.
However, it was Bei Lin's sharp eyes that met head-on.
As soon as Tang Jingyu stepped forward, Beilin punched him directly in the face. Tang Jingyu was unprepared, and received a solid fist.
When he made the second punch, Tang Jingyu came back to his senses and shot to block.
In an instant, the two fought in the hall. Tang Jingyu's skills are good among the young masters in the capital, and he rarely encounters opponents, but he met Bei Lin, who has been fighting on the battlefield all the year round, and has been pressed and beaten by Bei Lin.
At this time, his face and body were injured by his fists and feet.
With a 'bang', Tang Jingyu was heavily bombarded onto the chair and bench, and fell together with the chair and bench.
At this time, the steward stepped forward to block Tang Jingyu, and looked at the killing god with a bitter face, "General Yun Hui, stop fighting. If you fight again, you will die."