Chapter 142: Fake Master
On the mountain road.
Beside the cart.
While Hu Fei and Yan King Zhu Di were talking, reinforcements from both sides had arrived at the same time. Perhaps they had recognized the carriage and the flag before approaching them. The two leaders walked over quickly as soon as they got off their horses.
In front of Zhu Di, he knelt down and saluted respectfully!
"My subordinates visited His Highness the King of Yan and failed to arrive in time. Please forgive me for not being able to arrive in time!"
Hu Fei knew both of these two people. The person leading the city defense army was none other than Han Qianshu, and the person who came to support from the capital was none other than Luo Ping, the commander of the Capital Army and Horses Division.
King Yan Zhu Di glanced at the two of them, ignored them, and turned to look at Hu Fei.
"You haven't answered yet, how did you recognize me?"
Zhu Di looked at Hu Fei and asked slowly.
"Reporting to Your Highness, some of the soldiers who escorted the stones just now have recognized that the people escorting His Highness are from the Peiping Army, which means that His Highness came from Peiping."
"There is also a flag with the word 'Yan' hanging on the carriage, which connects the two points. It is not difficult to guess His Highness's identity."
Hu Fei cupped his hands and said with a smile.
If he remembered correctly, Zhu Di had been named King of Yan by Zhu Yuanzhang nine years ago and decided to order him to go to Peking to join the feudal clan. Counting the time, it would be next year.
So he guessed that Zhu Di should go to Peking first to get familiar with it, and planned to officially settle in Peiping next year.
"I didn't expect that you are not only good at skills, but also so smart."
"Why did you end up like this? Become a prisoner?"
Zhu Di looked at Hu Fei and couldn't help but ask.
"As I said just now, it's because of killing people."
Hu Fei replied with a smile.
"Who was killed? If it is the person who deserves to be killed, I may be able to speak for you and let you regain your freedom."
Zhu Di looked at Hu Fei and said seriously.
"The person you killed should indeed be killed, but I'm afraid it will be difficult for Your Highness to help."
Hu Fei shook his head and said.
"Who did you kill?!"
Zhu Di frowned and asked.
"The soldiers of the Duke of Wei, Xu Da."
Hu Fei smiled and said casually.
After hearing Hu Fei's answer, Zhu Di was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look at Hu Fei again.
He had been away in Peiping for almost half a year, so although Hu Fei's killing of Xu Da's men caused uproar in the capital, it did not reach Peiping.
"Who the hell are you?!"
Zhu Di looked at Hu Fei and asked seriously.
He realized a problem. If it were an ordinary person, the person who dared to kill Xu Da would probably be dead long ago, so Hu Fei's identity was definitely not simple.
"I am Hu Fei, and my father is Hu Weiyong."
Hu Fei smiled, cupped his hands, and replied slowly.
"Are you Hu Fei?!"
After hearing what Hu Fei said, Zhu Di was obviously stunned and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Although he has never met Hu Fei, his name has long been familiar to him over the years. How could he not know the name of the number one playboy in the capital?
However, due to Hu Fei's previous reputation, he had always looked down upon him, so even if Hu Fei was the prime minister's son, he would rather stay away from him.
But in recent times, Hu Fei has been in the limelight, known to the world, and even known as the God of Poetry. He had already had the idea of getting acquainted with him when he was in Peiping.
But he didn't expect that before he returned to the capital, he had already met Hu Fei halfway and rescued him from the pursuit of dozens of killers.
"Exactly, Your Highness, do you know me?"
Hu Fei smiled and asked knowingly.
"Who in the world doesn't know you now? Your Hongbin Restaurant has already been opened in Peking. Changsheng Hot Pot and Jingshi Noodles are even more famous far and near. The king has read every one of your poems. By the way,
I have been on the road these days, has your Liaozhai been updated?"
Zhu Di looked at Hu Fei and said excitedly.
"Your Highness has given you too much praise."
"It should have been updated. Your Highness can continue reading after returning to the capital. If you miss a chapter, you can send someone to Hanlin Pavilion to ask for the manuscript. Just say that I asked Your Highness to send someone to pick it up."
"However, because I committed the crime of murder, Your Majesty sentenced me to one month of hard labor in the city defense army. I cannot continue writing. I'm afraid I will stop writing when the New Year comes."
Hu Fei shook his head helplessly and said slowly.
"Don't worry, you single-handedly killed dozens of killers and rescued me today, and you have done a great job. When I return to the capital, I will plead with my father for you. It won't take long before you can regain your freedom!"
"
Zhu Di smiled, looked at Hu Fei, and said seriously.
After hearing Zhu Di's words, before Hu Fei could say anything, Han Qianshu and Luo Ping were stunned for a moment. They never thought that the dozens of killers around King Yan's carriage were all killed by Hu Fei, because they
I haven't heard about Hu Fei's martial arts training.
How much skill does it take for one person to kill dozens of killers?!
"Thank you, His Highness King Yan!"
"But the reason why I took action was not to claim credit. On the contrary, it was these soldiers who died in the battle. They were brave enough to protect His Highness and refused to retreat even an inch. They should be the ones who deserved the credit."
Hu Fei bowed his hands and thanked them, then pointed to the more than 20 soldiers who died in the battle and said with some sadness.
“Don’t be proud of taking credit, that’s good!”
"Don't worry, I will never let their deaths be in vain. I will definitely bury them richly and provide generous compensation to their families."
Zhu Di looked at Hu Fei, nodded with satisfaction and said.
"Your Highness has a kind heart, I admire you."
Hu Fei returned the courtesy and said seriously.
"I will never let their death be in vain. I have recorded this account for them!"
Zhu Di looked at the two dozen soldiers lying neatly on the ground, looked solemn, and said in a deep voice.
"Destroying Beiyuan is by no means a temporary matter. Your Highness must not put yourself in danger because of this. You need to consider it in the long term."
Hu Fei hesitated for a moment and said slowly.
"You already know their identities?!"
After hearing what Hu Fei said, Zhu Di was shocked again. He turned around and looked at Hu Fei in disbelief and asked.
The killers were all dressed in black and their faces were covered with black cloth, making it impossible to identify them.
But looking at Zhu Di's expression, Hu Fei already knew that he had guessed correctly.
"His Highness came from the north, so the killer must come from the North. Outside the North, the one most likely to send so many people to assassinate His Highness can only be Bei Yuan."
"Because once they succeed, it will definitely cause an uproar. The prince will be killed, the situation of the Ming Dynasty will be shaken, and it will be a big blow to the Ming Dynasty. Although it may make His Majesty angry and send a large army to suppress the border, it will definitely have a great impact on the morale of Beiyuan.
Improvement may turn the situation around.”
"They must have followed you all the way from Peiping, because the closer they are to the capital, the more relaxed the guards around His Highness will be. Then it will be the best time for them to take action."
"So I judge that these killers should all come from Beiyuan."
Hu Fei looked at Zhu Di and said seriously.
After hearing Hu Fei's answer, Zhu Di was shocked again. He didn't expect that Hu Fei could see so much in such a short period of time.
At this time, Hu Fei, in his eyes, could no longer be described as smart, and he couldn't help but want to use it for himself.
"It seems that it is time for you to get rid of your reputation as the number one playboy in the capital. Such a talented person should not be forced to work as a hard labor in the city guard army. Don't worry, I will return to the capital soon to plead with my father.
!”
Zhu Di glanced at Hu Fei with satisfaction. As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards his carriage.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Hu Fei smiled and said goodbye.
"From today on, Hu Fei is my king's friend. No one in the city guard can disrespect him!"
Zhu Di did not look back. As he spoke, he got on the carriage and headed towards the capital city under the escort of the capital's military commander.
Hu Fei cupped his hands and watched the carriage gradually disappear from sight, a meaningful smile flashed across his lips.
On the other side, Han Qianshu looked at Hu Fei silently and couldn't help but frown. Then he ordered the men he brought to pull the eight carts and continue to move forward, but he did not dare to let Hu Fei reach out.
As Hu Fei's follower, Xiao Wu naturally received special care. He and Hu Fei got on two horses and slowly left behind the convoy.
He was originally a hard laborer transporting stones, but now he was riding on a horse and watching a group of soldiers pulling and pushing back. His identity changed so quickly that even Hu Fei couldn't adapt to it. Xiao Wu on the side was already so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.
Up.
What happened outside the city quickly spread to the capital, Hu's Mansion, East Palace, and Yangxin Palace. At the same time, they received news that Hu Fei had killed dozens of masters by himself.
Everyone who heard this was shocked...
Chapter completed!