Chapter 2 Discord between the three parties

Author: Sky Drive

In the noisy sound of the general manager Zhuang lowered his voice and said, "Why should you be careless? No matter who he is, as long as the young master is unwilling, Fengyuan must not let the young master be humiliated. He will fight his life and protect his son Jingquan."

So, at night, there were so many servants in Fengyuan blocking the village entrance, and were they preparing to question He Feng? Do you want to support him and vent your anger? Or do you want to use this to kill He Feng?

Feng Ran didn't care about He Feng's life and death, but Zheng Xiunian had not been rescued yet. If he rashly killed He Feng, I wonder what would happen to Zheng Xiunian? Zheng Xiunian is one of his few close people, and Feng Ran dared not take this risk. Obviously, as long as He Yue and Feng Yuan found an excuse to kill He Feng, they did not take Zheng Xiunian's safety. Feng Ran hummed softly: "Tell him that I will not disobey the prince until my cousin's safety."

"Young Master"

Feng Ran said lightly: "It's already here. Mr. Zhuang wants to enter the house as a guest?"

Manager Zhuang had to choke on his words of persuasion, arranged for people to take turns to guard Fengran's residence, and then left. Xiaoyuan came out of the main hall: "Young Master! I have prepared water and clothes for the young master. After washing it, the young master called Xiaoyuan and said, Xiaoyuan was waiting outside."

Feng Ran's face was deep: "Who asked you to come?" Although the two of them were the same age, Feng Ran felt that Xiaoyuan was much happier than him. He was decayed and devastated, and his heart was so desolate that he could be Xiaoyuan's father. Beside He Feng, there were many dangers, and he didn't want Xiaoyuan to take risks without any worries.

Xiaoyuan was stunned and explained: "Xiaoyuan was sent by His Majesty to serve the young master, so he should naturally serve the young master." The door of the left wing room was wide open, and the guests from the royal palace were not there.

Feng Ran really felt that his clothes were dirty and torn. He was even more uncomfortable wearing He Feng's cloak, and he felt vomiting. He closed the door and took a shower and changed his clothes. After that, he asked Xiaoyuan to pour water. Feng Ran had no appetite and wanted to fall asleep. Xiaoyuan brought a small porcelain bowl in and said, "Young master, don't sleep in a hurry, eat steamed egg custard made by Aunt."

"Is the Chief of the Qi family here?" About in Fengyuan, Feng Ran looked at the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Children, and always took care of Feng Ran's diet carefully and tried his best to regulate Feng Ran's body. Seeing Feng Ran finished the food, it was a satisfied expression on his face. If Feng Ran ate less, it was a worry on his face. That look and mood made Feng Ran secretly moved. Feng Ran felt that Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Chief of the Ltd was really good to him. Although he had the intention to please him, he also had the intention to be nice to him.

Feng Ran had no appetite, but thought it was done by Qi, so he couldn't bear to smear her kindness, so he got up and took a few bites.

Xiaoyuan said, "I heard that the general manager didn't want to bring Aunt Qi. Aunt Qi was desperately asking for it, saying that the young master liked to eat what she made." He pointed to the egg custard: "It was in a hurry. Our mansion did not prepare the set of things to cook. This soup was made by Aunt Qi from the kitchen of the royal palace. In order to make this soup, it was not easy for Aunt Qi. The chef of the royal palace had to ask Aunt Qi to help him. After being tired for a long time, he made more than a hundred people's meals, so he made the chef promise to make more soups and give it to the young master for a midnight snack."

"I'm out in a hurry?" Could it be that He Yueyi, the Fengyuan Guardian, had already been prepared and sent to keep an eye on him and get rid of He Feng at the same time?

Xiaoyuan replied, "I have only left the Prince's Mansion for half a year, and many people don't recognize me. I just know Aunt Qi. I heard that His Majesty sent the Eighth Prince to the Ensign. When he came back, he asked Lord Zhuang to bring people to chase him and escort the young master. So he didn't have much time to prepare, so he was in a hurry to get on the road and brought few things."

"Xiaoyuan, tell Aunt Qi not to do it. The head of our garden's kitchen went to help the chef of the royal palace, which was a joke. I have something to eat, so I won't be hungry." Feng Ran saved the sentence after he said it. His tone was too wrong. What did he say "Our Garden"? It seemed that he cared about Fengyuan very much, and he was very protective of Fengyuan? Feng Ran added a light sentence: "If she doesn't listen, forget it, let her go." This sentence is not so much for Xiaoyuan, but for himself. He wants to separate his relationship with Fengyuan.

After eating the egg custard, Feng Ran fell asleep on the simple shelf with a new bedding tent. This was actually He Feng's room. He Feng would come back at any time. Xiao Yuan could not sleep on the bed, so he had to find a place outside the house to sleep in a slanted open space. However, he slept very uneasy. From time to time in the village, there were sounds of cursing and scolding, and the sound of golden swords fighting each other continued for the night. He Feng and his guest officials did not come back all night.

In the morning, Feng Ran got up from bed by Xiaoyuan, had breakfast, and sat leisurely in the house. Without leaving the house, Feng Ran could feel the atmosphere in the village was very depressing. The fighting and swearing sounds gradually disappeared, but they were terrifyingly quiet. In the small courtyard where Feng Ran was located, there were many soldiers, including escort soldiers, guards of the royal palace, and Fengyuan guards. The three parties were standing in the courtyard, confronting each other, like a small battlefield.

It was almost noon when He Feng came back, tired and gloomy. Many of his guest officials and the guards of the royal palace were obviously injured. When he came back, he was locked in the left wing room. Feng Ran pricked up his ears to listen. He could not hear any sound except breathing. After a long time, he heard a guest officials persuaded him: "Prince, wait for the opportunity. Yan San and the others have already arrived in front to arrange the arrangements."

After lunch, the four commanders came in to ask for instructions. On the itinerary that day, He Feng ordered with a calm face: "I am not in good health, so I will take a break for a while and continue my journey tomorrow."

What surprised Feng Ran was that these four people were obviously wearing the clothes of the commander, but they were not the four people yesterday!

However, this is not difficult to guess. He Feng should have launched a surprise attack and took down all four people. But obviously, the four newly appointed commanders were not He Feng's people, but should have been promoted from the original barracks. Although He Feng won the four commanders, he failed to obtain the actual control of the four escorts of the barracks. The capital was close at hand, and He Feng could only sigh at the city! He also had to step back and walk against the city.

Throughout the afternoon, He Feng pondered, stood, and sighed in the small courtyard.

Feng Ran had already passed the message by Xiaoyuan and knew about the general situation last night: He Feng was suddenly in trouble and caught off guard. After the fourth commander led his trusted soldiers to resist, he was yi. However, the fourth commander denied He Feng's accusations. He Feng called everyone in Fengyuan to convey Feng Ran's description and proved it. The four still refused to admit it. He Feng wanted to give the soldiers a powerful shot and tortured the four. Unexpectedly, the four were more tough than the ones, and were beaten to pieces and did not admit that they had molested the prince's pet. The general manager Zhuang "kindly" reminded him that He Feng did not have enough evidence.

According to the previous law, he had a private begging the imperial court to interrogate, set up a private court torture, and torture the prison hall. There were violations of the law. After this statement, the soldiers were in an uproar and almost lost control to cause mutiny. Fortunately, He Feng saw the opportunity quickly and made concessions in time. He promised that the other four of the escort officers and soldiers should be selected as the commander, and then reached an agreement to escort the four of them first. Because they were going to the ban team, they could not turn around casually. They had to go to the front town to hand the four people back to the local government to escort the capital for trial. However, when the General Manager Zhuang was so troubled, He Feng's idea of ​​using his own people to serve as the commander and control the escort officers and soldiers was lost, and he hated him so much that he was itchy.

He couldn't control the officers and soldiers, and Feng Ran didn't join forces with him. Even though the great opportunity was right in front of him, he could only watch the opportunity was lost in vain. Why didn't He Feng feel so frustrated?

"Which four commanders?"

"Being escorted by the royal palace guards."

"Where?" Feng Ran didn't see where the team in the royal palace were escorting these four people.

Xiaoyuan also shook his head: "I don't know. But it must be the escort of the royal mansion. I heard that the escorted soldiers are directly in charge of the royal mansion and want people."

Feng Ran didn't care about the lives of the four commanders, but just asked casually and asked another question: "Last night, was the person who peeping at the prince by the river beach, caught?"

"That, I heard that I escaped," Xiaoyuan turned to the words of General Manager Xuzhuang: "The prince's guards didn't even see the appearance of others clearly. They were probably invisible among the soldiers."

"Oh." Feng Ran ordered Xiaoyuan: "Tell General Zhuang to continue to check that person."

At night, He Feng asked Feng Ran to take care of him and wash his hands and feet to sleep. Feng Ran was afraid that He Feng would have any intentions for him, but he slept on a bed. He Feng naturally separated Feng Ran a distance, and his hands and feet were also very regular. He fell asleep shortly after lying down, and did not talk to Feng Ran.

Just before going to bed, I asked Feng Ran: "Did you expect this result?"

Feng Ran did not expect this result, so he had another idea: escort officers and soldiers, guards of the royal palace, and guards of the Fengyuan Hospital were all staring at him. It was difficult to escape. Only by creating conflicts, letting the three parties coax each other, guarding each other, and distracting attention, could he have a chance to escape.

The next morning, the team continued to set off for Feng, and continued to move slowly. After a few days, they walked calmly, but they could only walk more than a hundred miles a day! The route He Feng chose was all barren mountains and rivers, avoiding the towns, and they either sleep in the open or live in a small mountain village every day.

The atmosphere of the team was dull and weird. After Feng Ran's injustice in the command of the commander, the three sides had a knot and were on guard against each other. This situation was exactly what Feng Ran wanted.

In front of everyone, He Feng would still show his doting face, making people feel that he had spoiled Feng Ran to the sky, but behind his back, although he did not touch Feng Ran again, he treated Feng Ran as a servant. Fortunately, Feng Ran didn't care. But Feng Ran was very skillful in serving the people, which made He Feng have to doubt: "I can't see that the Second Highness is a good person. How can you serve the emperor like this?" He stretched out his hand and grabbed Feng Ran's chin, forcing Feng Ran to raise his face, and smiled and said, "How lucky is this to be able to serve the Second Highness personally?"
Chapter completed!