Black Wind Village's backyard, Zhao Bao clutched his swollen face, incredulous. Only a short while ago, King Lin was moved by a hefty promise of gold and treated him with pleasure, so why had he suddenly changed completely now?
So unfamiliar!
"Great Leader, quell your anger; surely you will let Zhao die understanding why."
King Lin sneered, "I've heard those scholars say, 'When the ruler's secrets are leaked, his ministers fail; when the ministers' secrets are leaked, they lose their lives.' Your plot is poorly concealed; are you trying to get me killed?"
To strengthen ties with Xu Qing, he purposely sought out tutors from the foot of the mountain to learn some elegant literary phrases, which now came in handy.
Zhao Bao: "Leaking secrets? How is that possible?"
King Lin: "Now look, people in the city are already aware of your visit to me. Now tell me, is County Magistrate Wu really going to Yingtian Prefecture to become an Imperial Censor?"
