As the Chinese Valentine's Day banquet approaches, Jing Yan becomes more and more uneasy. He always feels that Qin Jiyan has found something and will definitely do something on the Chinese Valentine's Day banquet, but...
Even if he knew, he wouldn't dare to take action easily.
He is now completely under Qin Jiyan's eyes, and Qin Jiyan will spot him if he makes the slightest move.
"It's true, I made him hold it seven inches." Thinking of his aggrieved situation, Jing Yan became so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
He has a bad temper and has always been bad, but he never shows it in front of others.
Jing Yan sat alone in the room, put his right hand on the table and clenched his fist, released it, and then clenched it again...
He had to plan carefully and never remain passive like this. Otherwise, if Qin Jiyan locked him up for the rest of his life, would he have to endure it for the rest of his life?
"Northwest, Jiangnan, Northern Qi, and the Mobei Wu Family and the Changsheng Sect. I don't believe there are so many things going on. I can't find a breakthrough. If it doesn't work, I can help you find the missing money from the treasury. Can it be done?" The last sentence
Jing Yan gritted his teeth as he spoke.
He spent several years of energy, even exposing the traces of his family, to set up such a scheme to empty the national treasury of money. Now, for the sake of freedom, he wants to help Qin Jiyan find the money he had hidden. Think about it.
It's really not an ordinary frustration.
But in this situation, can he not take a step back?
"Never let anything about Suocun come out of my mouth!" Jing Yan warned himself again, not to be impulsive or impulsive.
Fifteen years, no...it's sixteen years now, sixteen years have passed, he has been waiting for sixteen years, what can't he wait for these few months?
But he was afraid that it would not be a few months, but a few years, how many years His Highness Qin would imprison him!
When he thought of this possibility, Jing Yan became so furious that he wanted to kill someone!
Huh... no, Qin Jiyan couldn't lock him up for a few years, and he wouldn't allow Qin Jiyan to lock him up for a few years.
Jing Yan closed his eyes slightly, clenched his hands into fists, and slowly calmed down his emotions. Once he calmed down, he would notice two extra breaths outside the room. "You really don't hide it, your identity is really useful."
Based on Qin Jiyan's identity as the eldest grandson of Emperor Qin Jiyan, he knew that the other party sent people to monitor him, so he could only ignore it, but...
Qin Jiyan would be too naive to think that these few people could discover his secret.
For ten years, he has become accustomed to living with a mask. No matter how excited or angry he is inside, the expression on his face is still flawless.
"Your Highness, Mr. Jing Yan is as usual, nothing unusual." If there is nothing special, the secret guard will report to Qin Jiyan every three days.
"No?" Qin Jiyan tapped the table and laughed sarcastically: "It's okay if he doesn't. I'm afraid he will make some moves."
Whether Jing Yan made any move or not had no impact on Qin Jiyan's plan. Seeing that Jing Yan could keep his composure, Qin Jiyan was not disappointed. He wanted to see how long Jing Yan could last with him.
"Keep an eye on him and don't let him have the opportunity to contact the outside world and pass on news." He had plenty of time with Jing Yan, and Jing Yan wanted him to let go first, which was almost a luxury.
"I understand." The secret guard bowed his head in response. Seeing that Qin Jiyan had no other instructions, he bowed and retreated.
"Your Highness..." The secret guard left, and the old housekeeper hurried in and delivered a secret letter: "News from the northwest."
Qin Jiyan saw the secret mark on the letter, his eyes changed slightly, and he said to the old housekeeper: "Step back."
The letter was written by Feng Yao, and the old housekeeper didn't know much about Feng Yao's relationship with him.
No matter how much you trust, you still have to keep a trump card. This is a habit Qin Jiyan has developed in his many years of palace life.
When the room was empty, Qin Jiyan tore open the envelope, took out the letter paper inside, and unfolded it...
There are only three words on the huge piece of paper: The wind is blowing!
The wind is blowing, move!
Qin Jiyan lowered his eyes, held the paper in his hand, sat on the chair and meditated for a long time, then got up, but before leaving, Qin Jiyan burned the envelope.
With the ball of paper in his hand, Qin Jiyan left the study and disappeared into the night...
Not long after Qin Jiyan left, the old housekeeper came in and saw the ashes on the ground. The old housekeeper's cloudy eyes flashed with an unknown light. He carefully packed the ashes and tidied up the study again before leaving.
go.
With the letter sent by Feng Yao, Qin Jiyan found General Feng. General Feng seemed to have expected Qin Jiyan to come and was waiting for him in the practice room, "Your Highness, please."
General Feng held a red-tasseled spear and motioned Qin Jiyan to pick a weapon.
"Why bother?" Qin Jiyan shook his head. After General Feng's repeated requests, he took a knife and started fighting with General Feng.
No surprise, in the ninety-ninth move, General Feng was defeated.
General Feng was not angry when the spear was thrown away. He frowned and asked, "Your Highness, did you hide your strength before?"
Otherwise, why can I defeat him every time in the ninety-nine moves?
You know, compared to last time, he has also made progress.
"When you are strong, you become strong; when you are weak, you become weak." Qin Jiyan would never admit that he had given up.
General Feng is very old, and the descendants of the Feng family are promising. The emperor will never let General Feng lead the army. There is no point in him defeating General Feng too much.
When General Feng heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry: "The prince is not as treacherous as you." If the prince were as treacherous as your highness, he would not have ended up like that.
Thinking of the prince and the Yue family that was destroyed because of the prince, General Feng couldn't help but sigh.
"My father is a benevolent and upright king." Qin Jiyan agreed with General Feng's point of view, but...
His father had a shrewd mother and a strong maternal family. He had a smooth life since he was a child and received the most orthodox imperial education. How could he learn to be so scheming and scheming?
If it hadn't been for what happened sixteen years ago, his father would have become an outstanding emperor and dedicated his life to the Qin Dynasty. Under his leadership, the Qin Dynasty would become stronger and stronger...
"Prince, he is... a pity." General Feng and Qin Jiyan were familiar with each other, and he dared to say some things.
Qin Jiyan was silent, and after a moment he said, "Old General, who are the people living in Mo Village?" He believed that General Feng must know something?
"Mocun? What Mocun? I don't know." General Feng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head naturally, looking puzzled.
Qin Jiyan couldn't see a single flaw in his face, but sometimes there is no flaw, which is the biggest flaw, "Old General, the village my father destroyed back then was called Mo Village. You can't know it, Old General."
"Really? It's been sixteen years, it's been too long, my brain can't remember it clearly." General Feng didn't feel embarrassed at all about being exposed, and immediately came up with another reason.
People become wiser with age, His Highness Qin is indeed shrewd, but he is not a fool who just entered the court. If you want to get something out of him, there is no way!
General Feng didn't give His Highness Qin a chance to speak. He rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the stone table aside. As he walked, he said, "Your Highness, what does Feng Yao plan to do? How do you want me to cooperate with him?"
The topic turned around very naturally. If it were a side matter, His Highness Qin would not mention it. But when it came to the matter of the death of the former prince sixteen years ago, His Highness Qin refused to give in.
His Highness Qin sat down opposite General Feng, looked at him and said, "General Feng, how much do you know about what happened sixteen years ago?"
A message to readers: I have a short trip planned this week, so I have to go to bed early at night. I will write a chapter first and see if I can write it on the road tomorrow. If I can’t write it, I will take a day off!