Feng Ziqing thought for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "Yes, the person who asked me to inquire about the information happens to be named Ming."
Mingshan Qiao let out a long ooh, and patted the table with the folding fan in his hand again, and said: "Even if that's the case, then I tell you, it's not a violation."
"Violation? Mr. Ming, can you help me clarify my doubts?"
"Actually, I don't know very well." Ming Shanqiao raised his head and thought for a moment, then said, "It's hard to say the specifics. My father once made it clear to me that members of the royal family are not allowed to leak any information about the abandoned house to outsiders. Once it is leaked,
Grounded for two years.
Although the punishment is neither painful nor itchy for us cultivators, since it has been clearly stated by the elders, it is better to abide by it. As for why there is such a rule, I have no idea.
The person who asked you to inquire about the information is also named Ming, so he should be the ancestor of my royal family, so let me tell you, it is not a violation."
Feng Ziqing suddenly realized that this was the case. No wonder there was no news after asking around these days. It must have been blocked and it was difficult for outsiders to know. Now that he thought about it, judging from the purple bamboo leaves in the hands of the young man with bleeding head, he wanted to
It would probably be difficult to enter that abandoned house, otherwise it wouldn't be so bad that you would bleed out just by picking up a bamboo leaf.
The young man was able to pick it up, presumably it was the person who was guarding it. Seeing the young man's eagerness to save people, he finally couldn't bear it and gave him a piece of purple bamboo leaf.
Feng Ziqing clasped his fists and said seriously: "Please Mr. Ming, tell me all the news about this matter."
Ming Shanqiao shook his head and said: "You don't have to count too much on me about this matter. I only know a little bit about it. I don't care about this kind of thing. If you want to know more, you have to ask.
Those princes and princesses, it would be best to ask the second prince who loves poetry, poetry, and traveling and making friends. I think he is more interested in strange things."
Feng Ziqing leaned forward and asked, "I wonder where this second prince is now? Is it easy to find him?"
Ming Shanqiao said: "What a coincidence, this second prince just came back not long ago. He likes to make friends. If you can like him, you might be able to ask some questions."
Feng Ziqing asked: "When will the second prince leave the imperial city?"
Ming Shanqiao suddenly smiled, shook his folding fan, and sighed: "If nothing happens, once Chen Shi calls someone and makes a big fuss here, the second prince will probably come to join in the fun."
Feng Ziqing's eyes lit up. Didn't someone give him a pillow whenever he felt sleepy?
Then he asked some more news about the abandoned house, and Ming Shanqiao also informed him one by one. Finally, he and Ming Shanqiao made a plan, and then they hit it off.
Snap! Click!
ah!
"Don't fight, don't fight"
The sound of tables and stools being broken and falling to the ground began to be heard in the restaurant, which was also mixed with people's cries of pain and the meaningless dissuasion from the restaurant owner.
After a while.
Susu
The sound of neat and loud armor gradually came, and the middle-aged man Chen Shi returned with a large number of golden purple guards. After hearing the movement in the restaurant, he quickly ordered and surrounded Bu Zhuju.
"Feng! How dare you attack me? Are you tired of living?"
As soon as Chen Shiqian stepped into the restaurant, he heard the angry shouts of his young master. He quickly looked around and saw that the originally elegant and handsome young master had his hair a little disheveled, the flowers on his temples were gone, the cuff of his left hand was slightly damaged, and the
The man carrying the sword was neatly dressed and had a calm expression on his face.
He looked at the mess on the ground. It was obvious that the young master had taken action himself, but it seemed that he had not taken any advantage yet. He stepped forward quickly and asked with concern: "Young Master, are you injured?"
Ming Shanqiao glanced sideways at Chen Shi, shook his head, and then said angrily: "Why did you come here? Have you brought everyone with you? This guy wants to leave, it's up to you!"
Chen Shi nodded and bowed and replied: "Go back to the young master, everyone has been brought here. I met the second prince on the way, so I was delayed for a while. Please forgive me, young master."
Ming Shanqiao frowned and hummed: "Humph, it's quite a coincidence that he came here. I'm afraid he has been waiting for this for a long time."
Chen Shi did not answer. How could he dare to talk about royal matters?
Seeing that Ming Shanqiao did not continue speaking, he hesitated for a moment and asked: "Sir, where is the Queen Mother, do you want to see her?"
Ming Shanqiao waved his hand and said, "It's time now. Don't worry about it. The worst thing you can do is just get a few more words of reprimand. This guy named Feng, you must let him taste the consequences."
Chen Shidao: "Young Master, please take a seat."
Mingshan Qiao hummed, shook his somewhat torn sleeves, straightened his hair, and looked around. His guards watched the words and expressions, quickly found a relatively complete bench from a pile of rags, and sent it behind him.
When Chen Shi saw that his young master was already sitting peacefully, he took a few steps forward and said to Mr. Feng, "Young Master Feng, if you don't want to drink a toast, you will be fined with a bar!"
Feng Ziqing shrugged and smiled, and said: "There seems to be no difference between a toast and a fine drink, right? If the deal fails, you have to buy and sell by force. How come this is still practiced in the royal family?"
Chen Shi darkened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Master Feng, you must be careful when speaking, as trouble will come from your mouth."
"Exactly." Feng Zi smiled scornfully, his attitude could not be described as arrogant.
Chen Shi's eyebrows were filled with anger, "Come in, everyone!"
As soon as he finished speaking, twenty or thirty Jin Ziwei filed in from the gate and quickly surrounded Feng Ziqing.
The hall was filled instantly.
Feng Ziqing looked around and saw that although there were many people, their realms were average, but none of them were warriors, and a few of them were already close to the Fourth Realm, which could be considered as having half-stepped into the Dongyuan Realm.
It has to be said that the royal guards are indeed beyond the ranks of officials. If these guards also know how to use battle formations similar to military formations, it will be even more difficult to deal with them.
It is worth mentioning that as the leader of the Jin Ziwei, he looks like a warrior on the surface, but upon closer inspection, there is a mystery inside.
If he were in an ordinary Chengxu realm, he would definitely be defeated if he encountered these people, but Feng Ziqing was obviously not the case. He could wield an epee weighing more than a thousand kilograms with just his strength. How could it be ordinary.
"superior!"
Chen Shi gave an order, and all the golden and purple guards in the hall rushed forward.
The two sides were not fighting each other, but still had some remaining strength. Feng Ziqing knew the strength of this group of golden and purple guards, but this group of golden and purple guards did not know his strength. In a short period of time, it was self-evident that the one with the upper hand would have the upper hand.
Without unsheathing his light sword, Feng Zi used only his bare hands to knock down several Jin Zi guards who were charging towards him. Then he used several beams in the hall to move back and forth, dividing the group of guards into several groups and killing two of them.
The relatively weak Jin Ziwei fell to the ground and was able to escape temporarily.
After escaping, he suddenly looked at Ming Shanqiao, who was sitting on a bench watching the excitement, and then rushed over with long strides.
Seeing Feng Ziqing rushing towards him, Chen Shi, who was guarding in front of Ming Shanqiao, cursed secretly, "a bunch of trash". Then he sank his knees slightly, moved forward with one foot on the ground, twisted his waist, and punched out, fighting with
Fist to fist.
Bang!
After a muffled sound, one person didn't move, and the other person slid out backwards and hit a pillar and stopped.