Feng Yi's rather delicate face turned pale and blue, while Kong Xirong sat there with his head down, silent.
"You and Xirong have a way to get out of trouble," Han Qian took off the sword from his waist, threw it on the stone table, and said, "Take this knife, run to the first courtyard in front of Wuli Lane, and kick him
Enter through the door, kill Chun Niang, and then go to the Fang Division to find Zhao Mingting to tell Chun Niang. The two girls Yao Xishui are the spoils raised by the Xinchang Hou Mansion over the years. From then on, they are willing to be driven by Zhao Mingting and become our enemies. One day,
When the prince ascends the throne, your contribution may not be missing!"
"What, Yao Xishui is also a craftsman raised by the Xinchang Hou Mansion?" Feng Yi's eyes widened and he stared at Han Qian in disbelief.
"Why do you think I am so deep in the mud?" Han Qian smiled coldly and said, "Do you think that a woman with a beautiful face is just a plaything for you to lick and play with?"
Han Qian turned back to look at Xi Rong, pointed at the top of the tree and said, "That crow has been calling for a long time and is very agitated. Kill it."
Xi Rong glanced at Han Qian. She had a silver bracelet and bell on her ankle. The slightest movement would scare away the crows on the elm tree in the front yard. She picked up the saber Han Qian put on the stone table and pulled it out.
Then he threw it forward, and a piercing cold light passed in front of his eyes. As soon as the crow started from the treetop, it was split in half by the sharp blade in mid-air. Its flesh and blood together with a few flying feathers, and fallen leaves fell from the treetop.
come down……
At this moment, Feng Yi felt a cold sensation at the base of his neck, as if a chill was creeping up. Who would have thought that the Shanyue Yi girl Han Qian brought from Xuzhou could do such a thing?
Gao Shao, Tian Cheng and the others were staying in the front yard. They didn't know what happened here to cause such a big commotion. They rushed in with the knife. Han Qian waved his hand and asked them to throw the knife into the eaves corner of the front yard.
The straight spine knife was picked up.
He originally thought that Xi Rong would pick up two broken bricks and knock down the crow, and show his hand to Feng Yi and the others, but he didn't expect that this woman would pick up his sword and throw it out, killing the crow so bloody.
When Gao Shao took the straight knife back, he saw that there was a gap in the blade. Han Qian was so heartbroken that he glared at Xi Rong. He found out that this girl was very well-behaved in front of Feng Changyu except for being petty.
, I didn’t expect that my temper would get worse around him.
"Chun Niang moved to Wuli Lane to keep an eye on you?" Feng Yi took a while to calm down and asked Han Qian hesitantly.
"I am loyal to Your Highness. I will not change my will. I am not afraid of the shadow. If Chun Niang wants to move to Wuli Lane, can I stop her?" Han Qian said, "But you and Xirong, if you don't want to get stuck in the mud,
, we should make a decision early.”
Feng Yi and Kong Xirong looked at each other. If the Shanyue Yi girl hadn't shown her tricks, they might have had the intention of killing Chun Niang to silence her.
And with the skills of this Shanyue Yi girl, let alone Feng Yi's two-legged cat ability, even Kong Xirong, who is tall and powerful and has practiced martial arts since childhood, may not be able to deal with it calmly. In his heart, he hopes that it is Chun Niang or her side who also hides this.
If they run over to kill people and silence them, aren't they looking for death?
As long as Chun Niang is not dead and her mouth is silenced, they will have no way to cut off their involvement with this place, and they will become more and more entangled and trapped in the mud.
And when the battle for heirs is finally revealed and the winner is announced, will they be able to enjoy wealth and glory under the shelter of their respective families? Or maybe, as Han Qian said, they will become abandoned sons by then.
Being ruthlessly abandoned by the family?
They didn't know if Han Qian was deceiving, but they could still remember the ferocious and tortured look in Yang Qin's eyes when he was drunk yesterday.
Of course, Feng Yi still remembered how harshly his father called him over to scold Xuzhou Hanwen after he had not slept all night when he first arrived in Jinling. He might not have thought too deeply about it before, but now he could already understand what he meant.
My father read too much blood and fear in the letters sent to Jinling from Xuzhou.
His father was probably afraid that they would be too involved and would be subject to bloody liquidation from An Ning Palace and the prince's family in the future, but his father didn't know that they could not cut off their involvement with the third prince.
"I'm different from you," Feng Yi sighed and told Han Qian honestly, "Xuzhou sent a letter saying that there was trouble in the prison, and Xirong and I not only couldn't control our monthly expenses, but even
The boys and guards around me also asked my father and uncle to change them. Yesterday, it was with the help of Li Zhigao and the others that we were able to get rid of these tails - we really have no way to help you raise so much in a short time.
Regarding the money and the warehouse, my father also asked me not to get involved, let alone have anything to do with my Feng family."
Feng Wenlan and Kong Zhou did not want their sons to be too involved and tightened restrictions on them. This was not beyond Han Qian's expectation.
"Where do you want to go?" Han Qian asked.
"Of course we are willing to be loyal to His Highness." Feng Yi said, but his tone was still so uncertain.
"You have this intention, and you are studying and working with the Marquis. Who else can really tie your hands and feet in the name of disobedience?" Han Qian asked in return.
Since the previous dynasties, the world has been governed by filial piety, and disobedience is a serious crime. However, in today's world, in addition to "a son does not disobey his father", what is more important is "an minister does not disobey the emperor."
In other words, no matter how coaxing and coaxing Feng Wenlan was in the Feng family, he could not blatantly stop Feng Yi from fulfilling his duty as an escort in the Marquis Mansion. This was an errand assigned to the Feng family by Emperor Tianyou.
Of course, if Feng Yi really wants to stand on their side, it depends on whether they have the courage to confront his father and other people who are unwilling to get involved with the third prince within the Feng family. This is obviously not the case.
Feng Yi and the others can do it in a short time.
Hearing what Han Qian said, Feng Yi naturally smiled bitterly in his heart. He secretly felt that there were few people in the world who could be as decisive as the Han family and his son, and who could break up with the clan so smoothly?
When Feng Yi and Kong Xirong were hesitating, the sound of horse hooves came from a distance, and several horses were heard stopping outside the front yard. Han Qian asked doubtfully: "Who can come to the door so early?"
After a while, Mr. Zhao ran over from the front yard and said:
"Family members of the Feng family came over to look for Young Master Feng. Is Young Master Kong going back to the mansion?"
Feng Yi and Kong Xirong both looked ugly. Yesterday they managed to get rid of a few close soldiers to welcome Han Qian back to Jin Dynasty. They stayed at Wanhong Mansion last night and did not go back. Unexpectedly, these soldiers were so big.
I have already chased them to the Han family's mansion to pull them back.
Of course, it is obviously not possible for a few soldiers to come here on their own initiative.
Han Qian motioned to Mr. Zhao to let Feng's family in. After a while, he saw several tough and brave men in leather armor walking in. They were definitely not the ones he was familiar with before. They were eating, drinking and having fun with Feng Yi all day long, doing whatever they wanted.
A servant of the Feng family in Jinling.
The middle-aged man in charge had a face as thin as a knife and exuded a fierce aura. He did not want to have anything to do with Han Qian. He put one hand on the saber at his waist, nodded slightly to Han Qian, and said to Feng Yi and Kong Xirong.
: "The third young master and the young nephew did not return home after spending the night. The master was afraid that something might happen, so he ordered us to search in the city all night. He also asked the third young master and the young nephew to come back to the house with us now."
Kong Zhou came from a poor family and was only a junior high school student in the Huainan Army in his early years. After marrying Feng Wenlan's sister, he quickly rose through the ranks with the help of the Feng family and became a general in the army at the level of deputy commander.
Seriously speaking, the power of the Feng family is much stronger than that of the Han family, which has one family and two governors. What's more, the Han family is now deeply divided.
"Han Qian returned from Beijing a few months ago. Xirong and I stayed here to catch up with him, and he will return home soon." Even if Feng Yi no longer dares to violate his father's will, he never wants to be treated like a servant in front of Han Qian.
The men were shouting and drinking, and with a sullen face they asked a few Feng family soldiers to retreat first and stop making endless noises here.
"Third Young Master, don't make things difficult for your subordinates." The middle-aged man insisted.
"Once upon a time, there were servants in this house who didn't know how to be slaves, but they ended up disastrous." Han Qian looked at Feng Yi and said lightly, "Feng Yi, do you want me to help you teach these ungrateful guys a lesson?
Are you going to keep the ways of being a slave?"
"..." Feng Yi was startled. He couldn't imagine that after several of his father's trusted confidants were killed here, he would have to face his father's horrific situation when he went back. He would keep a straight face and rush to scold someone.
He said, "What are you talking about? Go back quickly. Do I need you slaves to tell me where I am going?"
Those people glanced at Han Qian. They had heard about the affairs of the Han family and his son, and they did not dare to be too presumptuous to drag Feng Yi and Kong Xirong away in front of Han Qian. They glanced at Han Qian unwillingly,
Better to retreat first.
"Look, is the matter settled in a good way?" Han Qian spread his hands towards Feng Yi and said with a smile, "Your Highness will also go to the camp before the afternoon. When we meet Your Highness there, you can ask His Highness to hire someone who is in charge of Si Cao or
With the official title of directly commanding soldiers, from now on he and others will be regarded as ministers of the same palace..."
"Okay," Feng Yi said reluctantly, "It's just that Xirong and I have limited abilities. Even if we have the intention, we may not be able to help much."
Seeing the hesitation and hesitation of Feng Yi and Kong Xirong, Han Qian knew that no matter whether it was the Dragon Bird Army or they had initially gained a foothold in Xuzhou, they could not reverse the disadvantage in the court. He just smiled and said: "What can you do? Your Highness is in the heart."
