With a deep bow, Lao Mao was ready to go all out, take off his pants and leg hair and face the wind to give the big guys a split, and recommend it to Zhang!
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Lin Feng dared to swear in front of Han Ling Emperor that he would never let anyone harm Liu Xie in Luoyang.
Because Lin Feng knew that in the original history, Luoyang was Liu Xie's blessed place.
It was in Luoyang that Dong Zhuo promoted Liu Xie to the throne and became the last emperor of the Han Dynasty, Han Xiandi.
When Emperor Han Ling heard Lin Feng's decisive answer, a smile appeared on his face.
"Very good. My dear, you must remember what you said to me tonight. If there are any changes to me in the future, you must cooperate with Jian Shuo and keep Xie'er safe no matter what."
Lin Feng stood up, raised his hands with fists high above his head, bent at ninety degrees, and assured Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty in an excited voice: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, although I am not talented, I can win on the battlefield with the ax in the horse's crotch."
There used to be few opponents, but the envoy is here to ensure that no matter who wants to harm Prince Xie, he must step over my body."
Lin Feng was being careful here. He deliberately did not say that he had stepped over his body, but that he was talking about his body.
Just kidding, he didn't want to really sell his life to Liu Xie, and he couldn't risk his life for Liu Xie at all costs.
It's just that under such circumstances, no one would really study every word in Lin Feng's words carefully.
After receiving Lin Feng's assurance, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty turned red with excitement. He opened his mouth to encourage Lin Feng, but unexpectedly he was met with heartbreaking coughs.
Jian Shuo was very anxious when he saw this, and quickly came to the back of Han Ling Emperor. While patting his back, he softly comforted him: "Your Majesty, please don't be impatient. Prince Xie has an old slave to protect him, so he will not tolerate the court."
There are people above who suppress and humiliate at will. As for some people with ulterior motives who try to harm Prince Xie, it is better to let Xiaowei Lin follow Prince Xie. Xiaowei Lin has the courage to be unstoppable. He once fought in the battle to annihilate the Yellow Turban rebels.
Killing the general and seizing the flag will make an immortal contribution, and I think I will be able to protect Prince Xie's safety."
Lin Feng suddenly made a loud noise and almost didn't pull away.
Jian Shuo, Jian Shuo, I didn’t remember digging up your ancestral graves. How dare you come up with such a deceptive plan to exterminate the family?
He tried his best to avoid the coming storm in Luoyang, but he never expected that he would be bound to Liu Xie at the center of the storm if he was not careful.
Before Lin Feng could step forward to raise objections, Emperor Han Ling had already nodded excitedly and waved to Lin Feng, indicating that he could leave.
Jian Shuo raised his head and showed an innocent smile to Lin Feng: "Lieutenant Lin, your Majesty is not feeling well at the moment. You don't need to wait for His Majesty's personal orders. Now go back and rest quickly. You will go to Donghou's Mansion early tomorrow morning to meet with Xie Xie.
Prince, let’s meet and get familiar with each other!”
Donghou Mansion is the residence where Liu Xie currently lives.
Because Liu Xie lost his mother when he was young, he was raised by his grandmother, the Empress Dowager Dong.
He was raised and raised, so he was called Dong Hou.
Because Liu Bian was fostered in the home of a Taoist named Shi since he was a child, he was called Shihou, and his residence was also called Shihou Mansion.
Lin Feng saw that the matter was irreversible, so he had to squeeze out a smile on his face, bid farewell to Emperor Han Ling softly, and slowly exited the secret palace with his back on his back.
By the time Lin Feng returned home, it was already late at night, and Zhang Fei had already fallen asleep snoring so loudly that his pillowcloth was wet with tears.
Fortunately, Zilong had not rested yet, so he lit two large sticks of butter wax in the hall and read a book while waiting for Lin Feng to come back.
"Zilong, it's so late and you're still not asleep?"
"Second brother, you are back. His Majesty summoned you to the palace this time. Why?"
Zhao Yun knew that Lin Feng had been preparing to withdraw from Luoyang at any time recently, and was worried that Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty would summon Lin Feng to reprimand him for this matter.
Think about it, the emperor has just appointed you with an important task, but you have been thinking day and night about when to escape Luoyang and go back to your hometown to enjoy happiness. If the emperor knows about it, can he enjoy your good harvest?
Lin Feng didn't know how to describe his depression to Zhao Yun.
If he didn't know the development of history, maybe Lin Feng would be feeling proud at this time.
The emperor valued him and entrusted his favorite prince to Lin Feng. If Liu Xie ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor in the future, wouldn't Lin Feng want to become an important minister of Conglong?
It's a pity that Lin Feng knew that if Liu Xie wanted to become emperor, he would have to wait for Dong Zhuo to lead the Xiliang cavalry to take control of Luoyang. But by that time, Lin Feng's most likely end would be to fall out with Dong Zhuo on the spot. Either Lin Feng would be killed by Dong Zhuo, or Lin Feng would be killed by Dong Zhuo.
He fled back to Beihai to gather strength and prepare to fight Dong Zhuo again.
Anyway, Lin Feng has no confidence in defeating Dong Zhuo in Luoyang.
Since it is impossible for Lin Feng to follow Liu Xie and become a minister of the dragon, no matter how he builds a good relationship with Liu Xie now, it will be in vain. It is just a blind man lighting a lamp in vain.
After letting Zhao Yun rest, Lin Feng returned to the room and lay on the bed without falling asleep for a long time. He needed to clear his head and prepare for his first meeting with Liu Xie, the future Emperor Xian of Han Dynasty tomorrow.
Early the next morning, Lin Feng got up with red eyes, washed up, and sparred with Zhao Yun as usual. After breakfast, he headed to Donghou Mansion to meet the prince Liu Xie.
Dong's Mansion is located in the most prosperous area in the east of Luoyang City. It occupies a small area. Considering the status of Prince Liu Xie, this mansion can even be said to be a bit small.
But Liu Xie didn't care. Empress Dowager Dong once wanted to help him change his residence, but Liu Xie refused.
Liu Xie faced Empress Dowager Dong in front of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty and said: "Empress Dowager, as long as Sun Chen has a place to stay, it doesn't matter how big or small. The money saved can be donated to the national treasury, even if it means making a few more pieces of armor and making more armors."
No matter if it is a weapon, as long as it can quell the Yellow Turban rebellion as soon as possible and relieve the father from worries, my grandson is willing to give everything."
After hearing these words, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was moved to tears.
Thinking about Liu Xie's filial piety, and considering that Liu Bian repeatedly approached Queen Mother He and He Jin to ask for money because the monthly salary was not enough to support the household expenses, I even wanted to abolish Liu Bian and establish Liu Xie.
Lin Feng has also heard these rumors, but he has some doubts about the authenticity of these rumors.
Let’s not talk about how the words exchanged between the royal family, father, son, grandparents, and grandsons spread. The fact that the rumors actually mentioned the psychological activities of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was enough for Lin Feng to no longer have confidence in the authenticity of the rumors.
Arriving in front of Donghou's mansion, Lin Feng dismounted, tied his horse to the horse post in front of the mansion's door, patted the dust off his body, walked up the steps, came to the door and gently tapped the door knocker.
Soon a response came from the door of the mansion.
"Who is it, knocking on the door early in the morning? Is there something urgent?"
With a creaking sound, the vermilion door opened a small crack, and the young doorman revealed half of his face and looked out.
Lin Feng clasped his hands in his fists: "I'm sorry, but I'd like to ask my brother to go and tell me that Lin Feng and Lin Zhirou, the left commander of the Xiyuan Assistant Army, are here to pay homage to Dong Hou."
This person had obviously received special training. Hearing Lin Feng's self-introduction, he actually let out a surprised sound, quickly opened the door of the house, bowed and stretched out his hand to signal to Lin Feng.
"Xiyuan Assistant Colonel Zuo? It turns out that Mr. Lin is here in person. Please come in quickly and go to the main hall to serve tea. I will go and report to the prince now."
Lin Feng stepped into Donghou's mansion.
Unexpectedly, even the gatekeepers of Donghou Mansion could tell the difference between Xiyuan Assistant Military Colonel and ordinary military Lieutenant Colonel. I think that although Liu Xie is young, he does a lot of homework on weekdays.
Under the guidance of the servants in the mansion, Lin Feng came to the main hall of Donghou's mansion.
The furnishings in the hall are quite simple. In front of the table is a long table with an upturned head. Eight ordinary porcelain vases are displayed on the left and right sides. In front of the table is a square table with four immortals.
Judging from the style, the armchair is just an utensil used by ordinary people. It is not like most official homes that show extravagance and luxury in the main hall, for fear of being underestimated by visitors.
The maid led Lin Feng to sit on the armchair on the right side of the Four Immortals table. Two other maids hurriedly brought Lin Feng hot water towels to wipe his face and silk scarves to clean his hands.
Before he finished his cup of tea, Lin Feng heard a flurry of footsteps coming from the central hall, and soon a crisp voice sounded.
"You slaves are really lacking in discipline. Colonel Lin came to visit me. How could you tell me so late and let the captain wait in the hall for a long time? Doesn't it seem that I am too negligent?"
Turning his head to look at the entrance of the hall, Lin Feng suddenly took a breath of cold air.
The words that he just said to please Lin Feng, explain the reason for keeping him waiting for a long time, and flatter Lin Feng both inside and outside the words, actually came from the mouth of a child with an immature face and a height of less than five feet.
This boy with pink makeup and jade looks like a lucky doll, should be the now famous Dong Hou and the infinitely tragic Han Xian Emperor Liu Xie in the future.