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Fu Qiufeng only felt a gust of cool wind blowing around him, he quickly caught up with Rong Fan, and said softly: "My lord, on the second floor is Fu Jingze from the Duke's Mansion."

"I know." Rong Fan said flatly, "If I kill your third brother, will you be angry with me?"

Fu Qiufeng's footsteps slowed down a bit, and he landed behind Rong Fan, bowed his head and said, "I dare not."

When Xiaoer saw Rong Fan, he came up to greet him, Fu Qiufeng stopped him at the stairs and smiled politely: "We are with the young man in black who came in earlier, you go and get busy."

"Oh, guest officer, please." Little Er nodded, "Turn right on the second floor and the third room is there."

"We just saw someone arguing on the second floor outside the door, what's going on?" Fu Qiufeng pretended to be curious and asked.

Xiaoer was a little worried, and said in a low voice: "That's Mr. Fu Xiaoguo. He has a big temper these days. The younger ones are careful in serving them. If there is any mistake, the store will be smashed. You must not watch the excitement."

Fu Qiufeng thanked for the reminder, just stepped on the second floor, and heard a commotion in Fu Jingze's private room, Rong Fan leaned against the door with his arms folded and did not go in.

Some man who dared to compete with Duke Xiao was scolding Fu Jingze, his voice was youthful and full of vigor.

"Bah, others respect you as a little prince, in my eyes you are a fart! Didn't your mother teach you not to mess with me when she let you out? The restaurant is not your hut, let you spit feces and dirt Grandpa's ear."

"You... you dare to hit me! A third-rank general, my father is the Duke of the late emperor himself! Ouch... Are you all dead? Come on!"

Immediately, there was a sound of dishes, tables and chairs colliding in the room. Fu Qiufeng walked to the door, and through the crack of the door, he saw the miserable scene of messy cups and dishes in the private room.

The man with strong facial features, who was trying his best to dress up, stepped on Fu Jingze's chest, looked around at the servants who were lying in pain and begging for mercy, and said with a sneer: "Trash! Your elder brother died in the battle, and your second brother was also a Jinshi. The bastard who came out of the corner, heard that he went to the palace to see His Majesty, so he completely confused His Majesty, so good at relying on his face to eat, what's so funny, unlike you, you only rely on your face to suffer Damn, why does the Duke's Mansion have such a disgraceful thing like you."

Fu Jingze rolled his eyes straight away, and those little followers said tremblingly: "General, your lord doesn't care about villains, so please let us go this time, and we will send the young master back home."

"Before sending it back, first compensate the store for the loss, and remember to pay for a few more sets of tables and chairs. Next time I see you, I can continue to fight."

The man kicked Fu Jingze to the door. Fu Jingze got up clutching his stomach, pointed at the man with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and didn't hold back a word for a while.

Several people hurriedly helped Fu Jingze up, and just as he opened the door to go out, a pair of exquisite smiling eyes swept over lazily, Rong Yan stood in front of the door, his bright red lips curled up casually, as if waiting for the curtain to end.

"Beauty..." Fu Jingze covered his face, and only woke up half a dozen times after being beaten out of the alcohol. He fixed his eyes on Rong Jing, and subconsciously let out a flirty joke.

The face of the servant who helped him suddenly changed, he knelt down on the ground with a plop, kowtowed and howled, "Your Majesty, please spare me!"

Not long after, there were two rows of people kneeling neatly in the private room that Wei Yuan had booked.

The man who beat Fu Jingze knelt in front, and Fu Jingze and his party knelt behind.

Rong Pin crossed his legs and leaned against the back of the chair, while Fu Qiufeng and Wei Yuan stood behind him respectfully.

"Mr. Fu." Rong Fan spoke lightly, with a very pleasant voice, "Mr. Fu who is kneeling."

"My minister deserves death!" Fu Jingze's face turned pale, and he said tremblingly, "My minister made a slip of the tongue after drinking, I hope His Majesty forgive me!"

"I have never seen such a bold person. Not only am I not angry, but I am also eye-opening." Rong Fan turned cold, "Qi Jianshu, let your people put them in prison."

The man kneeling in the front row jumped up and went out and waved, and the two accompanying guard brothers came in and dragged him.

As soon as Rong Fan called Qi Jianshu's name, Fu Qiufeng recognized him. This person was General Chongweiwei. He was only 23 years old. Years of battle, a lot of stability.

"Wait a minute, you don't have to go." Rong Fan ordered another follower casually, "Go to the Duke's mansion and tell the Duke Xiang that his son plotted to moles me in broad daylight and was taken away by General Qi. I was greatly frightened , I haven't figured out how to deal with him yet."

Qi Jianshu's expression was as exciting as that of his followers. After the whole room was taken away, Qi Jianshu knelt back in embarrassment, and said with a dry smile, "Your Majesty, haha, haha, why are you here?"

Rong Fan said in a warm voice: "I've been deluded by my concubine, come out and get some fresh air."

Qi Jianshu: "..."

Qi Jianshu wiped off his cold sweat and looked at Fu Qiufeng: "Uh, isn't this a new young talent from Shuangrentai?"

Fu Qiufeng said softly, "No, I rely on my appearance for a living."

Qi Jianshu: "..."

Qi Jianshu wanted to cry but had no tears: "I'm wrong, Your Majesty, I shouldn't fart indiscriminately."

"Get up, General Qi." Rong Fan moved the chair back to the table, "Sit down, the food will be served in a while."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Qi Jianshu stood up, patted the hem of his clothes, and sat down directly, "It turns out that this is Mr. Fu, who is both wise and courageous. It's a pleasure to meet you! I'm so offensive. Don't compare with me."

Fu Qiufeng nodded back, "General Qi, don't worry."

The food and wine were served quickly, Qi Jianshu poured a glass of wine, got up and raised his glass and said, "I've been used to it since I was a child, and there are no rules or rules. Please take care of me, Mr. Fu. I'll punish myself first."

Rong Fan ignored him, took the jug away from Fu Qiufeng's table, and replaced it with green vegetables and sweet soup: "Tell me what you like to eat, and if you are not satisfied with the dishes, call someone to come up and change them."

"I'm not picky about food." Fu Qiufeng was a little awkward, both eyes were looking at him, so he could only stare at his own bowl.

"Your Majesty, when you leave the palace this time, where do you want to take Mr. Fu?" Qi Jianshu asked curiously.

"Is there any place you want to go?" Rong Pin only looked at Fu Qiufeng the whole time, "Whether it's listening to an opera or visiting a garden? I know a shop that sells hand-crafted objects, which is also very interesting."

Fu Qiufeng tightened his grip on the chopsticks. He had a strange intuition that Rong Fan's words were still gentle, but he felt needle-pricking from time to time as he explored his line of sight. Unknowingly, he slowly restrained his expression, shook his head and said: "Your Majesty will make arrangements."

Qi Jianshu wanted to speak again, Wei Yuan kicked him under the table and said coldly, "Eat your meal."

"I ate next door just now, and I just came to drink some wine." Qi Jianshu sneered, "Why do you come out when you are free? I heard that the man in the imperial garden is involved in a lot, but unfortunately I was not there yesterday, otherwise I would definitely Go to Suzaku Palace to join in the fun."

Wei Yuan glared at him like a warning, Qi Jianshu closed his mouth, and after a short while of silence, he said to Rong Fan: "Your Majesty, I'm also free today, and there are many people who are protecting me in private, can you take me with you?"

Rong Fan's attention finally moved away from Fu Qiufeng, looked at Qi Jianshu for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's okay to take you with me, you have to do whatever I ask you to do."

"Observe the order!" Qi Jianshu immediately agreed.

An hour later, Qi Jianshu, who had spent half a month's salary at the checkout, sighed with big bags and small bags, and Rong Fan smiled and said to Fu Qiufeng in front: "Go to the book market, and then bring some food to go climbing in the western suburbs? Clouds and fog on the top of Cangyi Mountain The transpiration is like a fairyland, and you can even overlook the bustling capital, and the concubine hurried back to Beijing, so she probably hasn't played nearby."

"Yes." Fu Qiufeng replied dully. He always believed in his intuition, but now the experience and awareness he had honed over time made him anxious. He followed Rong Fing to the book market, and Rong Fing didn't even tease him a few words in the pornographic book.

Abnormal, very abnormal.

Fu Qiufeng was absent-minded, and Rong Fan's intimacy seemed to be pretending to others, until he left the city, he finally couldn't help it, and asked Rong Fan hesitantly: "Your Majesty, did you say something wrong or do something wrong?"

Rong Fan looked at him quietly, and smiled after a while: "My concubine is thinking too much. If you make a mistake, why would I take you out? If there are too many people and you find it noisy, I will ask Qi Jianshu to back away."

"It's my minister's multi-heartedness." Fu Qiufeng turned his head away and exhaled slowly.

Qi Jianshu was exhausted after being a coolie all the way, he followed behind, and whispered to Wei Yuan: "Is your Majesty's departure from the palace this time related to the one hundred Chongwei guards that I secretly dispatched yesterday?"

"When the lord uses you later, you will know." Wei Yuan said nonchalantly.

Qi Jianshu is a chatterbox, and people can't stay idle. He pondered for a moment, and then said: "Could it involve Yang Wuwei? Yang Wuwei is stationed at the foot of Cangyi Mountain. General Xu is old man Chen's son-in-law. If there is nothing wrong, I don't think His Majesty will bother." Come this way."

"Don't think about the holy will." Wei Yuan said dissatisfied.

"We are both comrades in arms, what am I afraid of?" Qi Jianshu raised his hand to pat Wei Yuan on the shoulder, but Wei Yuan took a step away, so he could only touch his nose, and continued, "I have also been with His Majesty for a while, I guess you found some criminal evidence in Yangwuwei, and it is not easy to send troops to alert Chen Junde."

Wei Yuan couldn't stop him, so he just let him chatter with a straight face.

Fu Qiufeng faintly heard Qi Jianshu's words in front of him. He had excellent ears. Although he didn't listen carefully, he also caught a few key words, Yang Wuwei, Chen Junde.

The cool mountain breeze brings the smell of bushes and soil, and the gray-green outline of the distant mountain meets the white clouds. Fu Qiufeng and Rong Fan entered the forest, and the sunlight fell on Rong Fan's face through the branches and leaves. Fu Qiufeng looked at him without any trace A few times, I suddenly realized that he was frowning, his eyes were only on the road ahead, and he had no intention of enjoying the tour.

"Your Majesty..." Fu Qiufeng was about to say something when Rong Fan turned his head, supported the tree trunk and raised his hands to the two people who were behind, then turned back and gave orders softly.

Fu Qiufeng consciously slowed down and continued up the mountain, Rong Fan quickly caught up, but Qi Jianshu and Wei Yuan disappeared. Fu Qiufeng didn't ask any more questions this time, and followed Rong Fan silently. Trekking to the halfway up the mountain, I slowed down my pace while resting and walking, and gradually saw a curtain of dancing light seeping through the lush branches and leaves several feet away.

"Ahead is a field of flowers." Rong Fan said the first words since climbing the mountain, "I came here when I was young."

"Oh." Fu Qiufeng replied.

"I climbed here in the early morning and sat down in the foggy night for an hour, and then I saw the morning light rising from that direction, the dim mountain shadows faded little by little, I could hardly keep my eyes open under the swaying clouds, and the golden petals all over the mountains and plains Every drop of dew contains a round of the sun." Rong Fan pointed to the front, trying to describe to him his still clear memory.

Fu Qiufeng and Rong Fan walked to the end of the woods, the oncoming wind suddenly blew their hair on their temples, and the suddenly bright field of vision was filled with a large field of wildflowers, as if submerged in a turbulent golden wave.

Fu Qiufeng was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly felt oppressed, and he seemed to see the child who was still carefree and tugging at the corner of the adult's clothes, the hometown he would never go back to, the memories of long ago flashed by, he lowered his head Bow your head, your throat hurts in this magnificent and desolate flower field.

"At that time, I felt that this was the warmest and most spacious place in the world." Standing in the waist-high flower field, the ethereal wind sounded like a raving echoing in the mountains, and suddenly swept a cloud of tiny petals It passed by his ear and landed on his shoulders. He turned around and waved to Fu Qiufeng.

"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng followed, and only when he opened his mouth did he realize that his voice was trembling slightly.

"I'll just ask you once." Rong Fan put his hand on his shoulder, "Why did you enter the Frost Blade Terrace, why did you follow me?"

A strange creep made Fu Qiufeng's back tense instantly, and he lowered his eyes and said: "I think I can share the worries for Your Majesty, and I don't want to spend my whole life doing nothing."

"Is that all?" Rong Fan let go.

"Yes, I have no second thoughts towards His Majesty." Fu Qiufeng said calmly.

"Okay." Rong Fan nodded, "Go to the opposite side and watch the sunset here."

Fu Qiufeng couldn't let go of his breath at all, he followed Rong Fan through the flower field, his clothes were covered with a light fragrance of flowers, the two found a stone opposite and sat down, took out the cakes and water bags they had with them, as if they were real When you come to spring outing, you usually eat and chat while talking and laughing as usual.

Time passed slowly in the changing clouds, and when the sky darkened, Rong Fan and Fu Qiufeng, who had been walking around for a few times, were finally ready to return.

Fu Qiufeng packed his bags and took away the garbage. When he looked up, he saw thick smoke billowing from two similar directions down the mountain. He was startled: "Your Majesty, the mountain seems to be on fire. Let's go on another road."

"There's no need to rush, we're playing, not rushing." Rong Fan didn't panic at all.

Fu Qiufeng collected himself, suddenly recalled the conversation he had heard before, and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, is the mountain related to Yang Wuwei?"

"Hmph, you are very perceptive." Rong Fan smiled, "I took you out of the palace to climb Cangyi Mountain. The news has already spread. There is a fire under the mountain, and I am in danger. How dare the guards stationed recently not come to look for me? .”

After thinking for a while, Fu Qiufeng understood that he wanted to use himself as a bait to lure Yang Wuwei to come, and then let someone sneak in and steal Yang Wuwei's camp.

"Your Majesty, this move is too dangerous." Fu Qiufeng disagreed, "If Xu Wenbin is really rebellious, what should he do if his sergeants take the opportunity to harm His Majesty? If Your Majesty wants to investigate and deal with Yang Wuwei, why not just transfer him to Yang Wuwei?" Wu Wei's nearest Xiaolongwei and Yulinwei..."

"Do you know how I became emperor?" Rong Fan asked.

Fu Qiufeng said something in his heart to kill the prince and usurp the throne, but he didn't move his mouth and shook his head slightly.

"Because General Shen, who has a large army in his hand, supports me." Rong Fan picked a handful of wild flowers casually, and pulled off the flowers and leaves one by one, "But General Shen has been stationed at the border all year round, and was restrained by Beiyou. Dayi soldiers and horses are all guarding the border. There are only [-] Chongwei guards to guard the imperial city, and the rest Yulin Wei, Xiaolong Wei, Ming Fengwei will listen to orders, and my imperial edict will still pass through the door. If I go to investigate and raise Wuwei with great fanfare, they will have already Annihilation of the evidence."

Fu Qiufeng couldn't help being silent when he heard the words, no matter it was "The Secret History of Jinluan" or the rumors of the palace people, or the few words in the file, it seemed that they couldn't fully summarize what kind of emperor Rong Zhen was.

He always thought that Rong Fan had the Shuangren Platform as a hidden arrow, and hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops as a clear sword, so he could do whatever he wanted, but because Chen Junde was a veteran and important minister, it was difficult for him to attack, but in fact Rong Fan was hindered by others everywhere.

"I only have two emperor brothers left now. Even if they kill me, they will have to support another puppet emperor." Rong Fan twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, "Maybe they are more ambitious than me."

Fu Qiufeng had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly realized: "So, you are deliberately pretending to ignore the government and indulge in sex, paralyzing the courtiers, making Chen Junde feel contemptuous, and then looking for an opportunity to catch them all?"

"You are really smart, I have to like you." Rong Pin sighed, "Wei Yuan is from a noble family, even if I blame him for not being quick-witted and lacking the ability to adapt, I believe he will never betray me. "

"I won't either." Fu Qiufeng assured.

"Really?" Rong Fan asked casually, and before Fu Qiufeng could answer, he quickly moved away.

The black smoke on the mountain was getting thicker and thicker. Fu Qiufeng and Rong Fan changed their way down the mountain. Holding the trunk of the tree, he carefully stepped over a dead branch. A bright sign appeared, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

Fu Qiufeng grabbed Rong Fan and listened intently. There seemed to be footsteps in the distance. He pulled Rong Fan back slowly, and whispered in Rong Fan's ear: "Shh, there is someone."

Rong Fan cast suspicion at him inconspicuously, but then hid it well, and squatted gently behind the bushes with him.

Holding his breath, Fu Qiufeng leaned over, the swaying flames approached slowly, and not far away, two men dressed as soldiers walked by, holding a knife, Rong Yan pressed the back of his neck and pulled him to his side, trying his best to hide the two figures behind the tree .

After a long while, the two gradually walked away, and the light that only Fu Qiufeng could see was also extinguished. He knelt a little stiffly, Rong Pin's hand was around his waist, his fingers were pressing on his side, and then he raised his hand on his stomach unexpectedly touched it.

Fu Qiufeng was taken aback, but fortunately Rong Fan quickly withdrew his hand.

"You seem to be fat." Rong Fan said.

Fu Qiufeng was startled: "...No way."

"It seems that you are doing well in my palace." Rong Fan said meaningfully, "I also hope that it is really good."

The two got up and continued down the mountain. This time, they didn't meet Yang Wuwei again. The sound of people shouting and killing gradually reached their ears. In the night, there were shadows of trees, and when they approached the foot of the mountain, they could see the bright torches.

Rong Fan felt that the position was almost there, took out a signal flare from his arms, lit the fuse, and a string of green lights shot up into the sky and exploded in the night.

Not long after, Qi Jianshu, whose clothes were so smoky and black, came from the forest, with a telescope pinned to his waist, wiped his face and said, "Your Majesty Qi Zuo, Xiaolongwei and Yulinwei have each sent 3000 troops. Surrounding Yangwuwei, privately made armor and weapons have been seized and taken over, general Xu Wenbin was held hostage by Zhonglang general Sun Lihui, he resisted and was wounded, Sun Lihui fled into the mountains, but has not yet been tracked down."

Fu Qiufeng thought about it for a while, and came to a general idea. As the leader of the secret guard, he was very good at shielding his life from a knife and making false accusations.

Rong Fan asked Qi Jianshu to go down the mountain, and snorted: "Xu Wenbin reacted quickly enough, it seems that he has pushed all the blame to General Zhonglang. At that time, he only needs to admit the crime of negligence, and he may not lose his head."

"Your Majesty, what exactly is your plan?" Fu Qiufeng couldn't help asking, he vaguely saw the Imperial Guard a few steps down the mountain, and from time to time soldiers passing by on horseback would stir up a cloud of dust.

"I ordered a hundred Chongwei guards to clear a few clearings in the mountains overnight, and later tonight we will use beacon smoke to pretend to be a mountain fire, and attract the guards to divide up the mountain." Rong Fan simply explained, "Wei Yuan is looking for Xiaolong Yu urgently. General Lin Erwei, told Yang Wuwei that he had concealed a heavy army to attack the city, intending to kill me in Cangyi Mountain for rebellion, the situation was urgent, and he had to send troops to come without an imperial decree, and he could kill Yang Wuwei by surprise."

Fu Qiufeng understood it completely this time. It was as bright as daylight at the foot of Cangyi Mountain. Qi Jianshu and Chongweiwei were lighting cigarettes on the mountain, and their faces were black and white. After escorting the three of them to the army, all the soldiers knelt down and saluted.

"Colleagues! What is the speed? Fortunately, General Ben was well-informed and rescued him in time, and escorted His Majesty down the mountain safely. If His Majesty makes a mistake after you are finished, you will all lose your heads!" Qi Jianshu's expression changed, arrogantly instructing Shouting in front of the generals of Xiaolongwei and Yulinwei.

"I waited for the rescue to arrive late, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me." The two generals looked at each other, they were both in their 50s and [-]s, and they were too lazy to argue with Qi Jianshu, so they knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads to report the situation.

Rong Fan sat on the raised chair, propped his forehead lazily, and asked after listening for a while: "Where is General Xu? His subordinates rebelled, he didn't know?"

"General Xu's wife has been ill recently, and he often takes care of her at the residence." General Xiaolongwei said.

"Is that made recently?" Rong Fan pointed to the catapult that was pulled out.

"Uh, this... I don't know the details about how to promote the military and defend the army, so I ordered someone to bring General Xu here."

Not long after, Xu Wenbin was lifted up. He was in his thirties and was tall and tall. He was wearing only a coat on his upper body, and he was clutching his hastily bandaged chest. He got up from the stretcher and knelt down.

"I'm so confused that I've missed the point so far. I've failed His Majesty's trust. I didn't even notice that the soldiers were bribed by Sun Lihui... Cough cough cough!"

Seeing him spitting blood while bleeding, Rong Fan couldn't help being irritable for a while, he couldn't help being irritable, he didn't care about Xu Wenbin's sophistry, since he was injured like this, it was reasonable to die directly.

"Your Majesty, General Xu should be punished, and Yang Wuwei has to investigate and investigate, but he is seriously injured, should I ask the doctor to see it first?" General Xiaolongwei advised.

"What Ai Qing said is that the state owns the law of the state, how to deal with it, wait for the injury to be healed, and the three divisions will interrogate." Rong Fan gave the order, yawned, a little sleepy, he bent over and dusted the dusty hem of his clothes He got up and put Fu Qiufeng on the shoulders, "Prepare the palanquin, I'm going back to the palace with my concubine, I don't care about the rest of the trivial matters."

Fu Qiufeng turned around and followed Rong Fan. He had been paying attention to Rong Fan's movements. When Rong Fan bent down, Mo Dou fell to the ground along his cuff, and crawled towards Xu Wenbin slowly and clearly under the cover of the grass.

The two got into the sedan chair, and the carriage drove for a certain distance. Fu Qiufeng lifted the curtain and saw a sudden commotion in the army.

The hurried figures ran back and forth, and someone shouted loudly: "General Xu, General Xu, hold on, call the military doctor!"

Fu Qiufeng put down the curtain, looked down at Rong Fan from the corner of his head, the corners of Rong Fan's mouth curled up as if it had nothing to do with him, and he leisurely pulled out a broken leaf from the tip of his hair.

"How will Mo Dou come back?" Fu Qiufeng was a little concerned.

"It knows the way." Rong Fan said, "Or give Wei Yuan a lift."

"Does Your Majesty want to return to Lanxin Pavilion?" Fu Qiufeng asked.

"Not going back." Rong Fan looked at him with a smile, "Let's go to the Frost Blade Platform together."

"Is there anyone who wants to interrogate?" Fu Qiufeng became more energetic, "Is the escaped Sun Lihui being followed by hidden guards?"

"It's another person. The mountain roads are complicated at night. There is no one who is good at tracking traces in the mountains on the Frost Rentai, so they may not be able to catch them." Rong Fan said frankly, "Are you sure?"

"I don't know martial arts, so naturally I can't catch up with General Yang Wuwei." Fu Qiufeng looked sincere.

"Hmph." Rong Fan hummed softly, leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes.

Fu Qiufeng always felt that Rong Fan seemed to have tested him many times today intentionally or unintentionally. He thought about it carefully, but he didn't think of any flaws in himself, but if there were any fatal loopholes, Rong Fan wouldn't joke with him in a nice way. Bar.

He comforted himself in this way, and when the carriage entered the palace, the two of them entered the Frost Blade Terrace as usual, Rong Fan went to wash and change his clothes first, he had no extra clothes at the Frost Blade Terrace, so he had to take off his pollen-smelling coat Go wash your hands.

On the Frost Blade Terrace at night, only the lanterns under the porch were dimly lit. Two night guards stood at the entrance of the main hall, their faces hidden under their visors. Their silent appearance made Fu Qiufeng regain a sense of familiarity.

"Do you like it here?" Standing in the courtyard, Rong Fan stood side by side with Fu Qiufeng and looked up at the moon in the sky.

"I am naturally happy to serve His Majesty." Fu Qiufeng said calmly.

"I really hope that's the case." Rong Pin sighed inaudibly, and raised his head to Fu Qiufeng, "Go to the dungeon and wait for me in the execution room."

"Yes." Fu Qiufeng did not doubt that he was there, the dungeon at night was getting colder and colder, he walked down the stairs along the wall and walked to the door of the execution room, where the torture room was empty, and no one was tied up.

He sat quietly for almost two hours before he heard the door knock, Rong Fan and Wei Yuan came in one after another, closing the door behind their backs.

Fu Qiufeng's intuition suddenly began to shout that something was wrong, he stood up with the back of his chair, hesitantly said: "Your Majesty?"

"This is Yang Huai's confession you recorded, isn't it?" Rong Fan took out a stack of paper and showed it to Fu Qiufeng.

Fu Qiufeng was a little relieved again, guessing that they were discussing something secretly about Yang Huai's affairs: "Yes, is there anything I have missed?"

"No, very accurate." Rong Fan put away his confession, Wei Yuan walked behind Fu Qiufeng, put his left hand on the scabbard around his waist, "Wei Yuan."

Fu Qiufeng was startled, Wei Yuan grabbed his shoulders and dragged him back, put him on the torture rack, pulled the iron chain and tied his arms tightly.

"Your Majesty?!" Fu Qiufeng was puzzled, but he didn't resist, and let Wei Yuan do it, "What do you mean?"

"Do you recognize this letter from home?" Rong Fan shook off the two pieces of letterhead, his smile disappeared, his eyes were cold, as if looking at a prisoner who refused to confess, "If you are really Fu Qiufeng, why did you write this letter with him? The handwriting of the family letter is different? Who are you, and what is the purpose of approaching me? It is because you have done meritorious service, and I don’t want to torture you.”

Fu Qiufeng was taken aback for a moment, the chill spread from his spine in an instant, and he was speechless like falling into an ice cellar.

This body, Fu Qiufeng's handwriting, he was so careless, ignoring the most revealing point, the same person, how could the handwriting be different?

It was even more unexpected that Rong Fan sent someone to Qianfeng Township to verify Fu Qiufeng's previous writing. Did he seem to believe in himself, but secretly he was so suspicious?

Fu Qiufeng forcibly controlled his expression, bit the tip of his tongue, his heart turned a thousand times, his face remained calm, and he carefully looked at the family letter. The handwriting was correct, but very ordinary, and the diction was useless... He was very Quickly was taken aback again.

This is not Fu Qiufeng's handwriting, and it is not the same as the memory in his mind.

"This is not my handwriting." Fu Qiufeng frowned, "Your Majesty, there is a misunderstanding."

Rong Fan looked at him quietly for a moment, then put away the two pieces of paper: "This is indeed not your handwriting. Come prepared."

There was a buzzing in Fu Qiufeng's mind, Rong Yan was actually testing him just now.

"Now these two are your original writing." Rong Fan took out the real family letter and showed it to him.

Fu Qiufeng was inexplicably depressed. He scanned it again, and this time it was indeed written by Fu Qiufeng himself. He turned his head and said in a low voice: "That's the font I used to write letters for others. I don't want to attract attention, and I have practiced hard to imitate handwriting, no matter what kind of handwriting, I can write."

Rong Fan was dubious, asked Wei Yuan to untie his right hand, took a pen and paper and handed it to him: "Prove it to me."

Fu Qiufeng took the brush, picked it up without hesitation, and wrote the same content as the two family letters just now, the two handwritings are exactly the same.

"Your Majesty, can you believe it now?" Fu Qiufeng wrote a full sheet, and Wei Yuan held the letter paper, and his expression was already full of confidence. After all, Fu Qiufeng did not change his appearance. There is no one in the world who looks the same except brothers by coincidence.

"You are versatile. What other surprises do you have that I don't know?" Rong Fan laughed intermittently after reading it. He clearly realized that he wanted to trust Fu Qiufeng, but his reason told him that he would never die. In this position, he has no way out, no room for emotion.

"Your Majesty, I would like to swear that I never intentionally approach Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng said with all his might, "I will be absolutely loyal to Your Majesty. If you make the slightest false statement, I will definitely be struck down by five thunderbolts and you will not be reborn!"

"What's the use of poisonous oaths? If God knows, I've begged him so many times, why didn't he respond?" Rong Yan sneered coolly, "Tie him back."

"My lord." Wei Yuan hesitated a little, "Master Fu has already explained the reason..."

"Wei Yuan, are you the commander of my secret guard, or his commander?" Rong Pin's tone turned cold.

"This subordinate is talking too much." Wei Yuan lowered his head, but still tied Fu Qiufeng's hands back.

"I only believe in one thing." Rong Fan walked slowly in front of a wall of torture equipment, trying to figure out what to take, "If you don't push yourself to the limit, you won't be able to tell the truth."

Fu Qiufeng's pupils narrowed slightly, watching Rong Fan take a whip from the wall, he lowered his head again, and closed his eyes somewhat self-deprecatingly.

He thought to himself that he shouldn't be disappointed, because he lied to Rong Fan, as a secret guard, it was common for him to be punished, since ancient times, ruthless is the emperor, if Rong Rong really believed his argument, he was not a qualified emperor.

He shouldn't be disappointed, he should have climbed out of Dayi's maze long ago, it's the same everywhere, the feelings he abandoned early on, even if he changed to the emperor of the imperial court, he couldn't get back, even if he got back a little, In the end, it still leads to the wrong ending and reaps the same pain.

"I'm going to give you one last chance. Who are you doing this for?" Rong Fan raised Fu Qiufeng's chin with the handle of a whip, his eyes were cold and solemn, "Confess truthfully, maybe I can give you a chance to abandon the dark and turn to the bright, and let you continue to follow me around."

"I am not ordered by others." Fu Qiufeng said in a dry voice, "I just don't want to waste my life, so I want to follow Your Majesty. If Your Majesty doesn't believe me, just do it. Even if I have a breath left, the answer will not change." .”

"Okay." Rong Fan frowned, and swiped the whip downwards, pulling away Fu Qiufeng's belt.

The soft whip made a sharp sound in the air, and after a moment of coldness, the fine stings exploded continuously.

Fu Qiufeng gritted his teeth, his expression remained the same, he had a lot of experience in the strength of the whip, Rong Pin's stroke was only half of his strength, and the chest hit was much more vulnerable than the waist, so it can be said that he was merciful.

"Before you came to Shuangrentai, I tortured many assassins with my own hands." Rong Fan held the whip and put his hand on the side of Fu Qiufeng's neck, rubbing his fingertips on the back of his neck, "I don't like those twists and turns. , I have used everything on that wall, if you are not a martial arts practitioner, you don’t have the inner breath to protect yourself, if you don’t tell the truth, you won’t be able to get out of the Frost Blade Platform today.”

"Every sentence is true." Fu Qiufeng closed his eyes and said.

Rong Fan nodded: "Okay, very good."

Fu Qiufeng was ready to be tortured. Physical pain was no stranger to him, and he had nothing to fear. Rong Fan moved his hand back. He suddenly felt a little itchy pain on the back of his neck, but soon it was insignificant. The pain was overshadowed by more severe pain.

Fu Qiufeng opened his eyes, his vision was somewhat blurred, sharp whip shadows landed on his body repeatedly, his clothes were ragged, bloodstains bloomed one after another on his fair skin.

"My concubine, I really can't bear your appearance."

Fu Qiufeng groaned back, bit his lower lip and slowly raised his head. He saw Rong Fan flick the blood on the whip, threw the whip, pressed his fingertips on his collarbone, gradually increased the force, and stroked down on the knot Press down hard on the bleeding wound.

"Hmm...Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng leaned on the torture rack and couldn't back up even an inch, "Your Majesty... everything is true."

"I've called you so many times as my concubine, but now I feel that I'm at a loss. I haven't done anything yet, and my concubine has become a suspect." Rong Yan said with a smile, "It's better to supply the concubine before you pass out. How about you as a gentleman of Zhou? But you have a special status now, and I will not be gentle."

Fu Qiufeng blinked vigorously, and the figure of Rong Zhen in front of him became strangely blurred. He didn't know whether it was because he was mentally weak or his eyes were dazzled by cold sweat. He raised his head and leaned against the torture frame, and said with difficulty: "Master Wei is still here, you cannot……"

"Disappointing." Rong Fan snorted, and took a few steps back to pull out the soldering iron from the charcoal fire, sparks splashed into the air.

Fu Qiufeng held his breath, hot approached his body without any hesitation, he closed his eyes and stopped looking at Rong Fin, and his little remembrance for showing mercy to Rong Fen earlier was completely burned away.

Rong Fan stamped the red branding iron on Fu Qiufeng's waist.

……

In the silent torture room, there was only weak and intermittent panting, Rong Fan stepped back a few steps, the ink fountain wrapped around his wrist, and a drop of venom fell to the ground.

Fu Qiufeng was still tied to the rack, with only a red whip wound, his eyes were a little loose, and his brows were unconsciously frowned.

"Master Wei is still here, you can't..."

Hearing him suddenly mentioning himself, Wei Yuan was a little curious about what he was affecting, and looked at Rong Jing: "My lord, phantom poison cannot manipulate thoughts after all, if this goes on, even if Mr. Fu is proved innocent, he will probably feel resentful." .”

"If he is really as firm as he said, and I didn't really beat him, what is there to complain about." Rong Pin squeezed the whip and clenched his fingers.

While the two were talking, Fu Qiufeng suddenly struggled violently, bowed down hard and couldn't help panting.

Wei Yuan took a step forward, suddenly realized something, and said worriedly: "My lord, Mo Dou's poison can't create illusions on its own initiative, it just makes the poisoned person weave it according to the surrounding hints and his own thoughts, according to Mr. Fu's... ingenuity, this Is the illusion going too far?"

"I didn't... No one instructed..." Fu Qiufeng let out a broken voice, "Your Majesty..."

"Tsk." Rong Fan threw the whip back and walked around twice with arms folded, "I don't understand what he's trying to do. Admire me? Like my face? I scare him into letting him sit in bed, but he doesn't want to , To show my great talent? Heh, the outside world scolds me every day for being stupid, how does he know that I need him."

"Maybe, it's because of self-confidence, wanting to show off