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This conclusion is very dangerous. Only the master can order his servants, which is equivalent to putting the master of Suzaku Palace on the list of suspects.

Tang Miao covered his mouth and exclaimed in a low voice: "Brother, you have to speak evidence! Don't drag me down."

"Isn't that what you meant?" Liu He was tired, "We'll search tonight, and if we have any evidence, we will naturally present it to His Majesty."

Tang Miao put away his joke, and said deeply: "But our business is different. Others look for evidence, we manufacture evidence, others draw conclusions based on the process, and we make conclusions and fabricate the process."

Liu He asked curiously, "Where did you learn it?"

"I learned it from chatting with Mr. Fu." Tang Miao confessed.

Liu He was subtly silent for a long while: "To be honest, I don't think that with your qualifications and abilities, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach this level, so let's do things in a down-to-earth manner."

Tang Miao: "..."

Tang Miao accepted the fact: "I'm hungry, let's go back to the Frost Blade Terrace for dinner!"

……

In the open area of ​​Beishan, a hare with delicious meat was finally roasted. Fu Qiufeng cut off a rabbit leg. The oily skin was slightly burnt and crispy, which made people move their index fingers.

Rong Fan didn't want to get his hands dirty, so he hesitated a few times, thinking about how to catch it, Fu Qiufeng thought for a while, then took out the carved dagger from his waist and stuck it into his flesh and handed it to him.

"Do you still remember that this is a gift from the imperial court?" Rong Fan held the dagger that was used as a stick, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

"Using it for His Majesty is not an insult." Fu Qiufeng said it confidently, "And it doesn't have a blade, so it's not afraid of hurting your tongue."

Rong Fan was persuaded by him, and took a bite. The meat was not old, but there was no salt or seasoning, and it was a bit bland.

"I'm almost tired of eating this kind of food." Rong Yan swallowed the rabbit meat in his mouth, "After the late emperor returned to Beijing, the drama of many princes vying for the throne intensified. I was in exile, and some people were still worried and sent many killers to chase after me. Kill me, I don’t have money and dare not stay in an inn, so I can only sleep in the wilderness and hunt some pheasants, rabbits and wild vegetables, almost never without injury.”

Fu Qiufeng didn't speak, but he was well aware of this kind of life. His playmates who were rescued by his own hands wiped out the whole family, took his life back and left the ruined home. At first, he was full of hatred and despised the things thrown to him by others Steamed buns, by the time your hungry eyes get dizzy, you have long forgotten your pride and self-esteem.

"Is it delicious?" Rong Fan asked Fu Qiufeng who was eating meat silently.

"Better than half-cooked fish." Fu Qiufeng laughed at himself.

"Go back and let the Frost Blade Table make a careful meal. Baking like this is a waste of good raw materials." Rong Pin licked the oil on the corner of his lips, gnawed on the rabbit leg, and twirled the dagger smoothly between his fingers twice, Throw it into the ground, "Remember to clean up later."

If Fu Qiufeng felt something, he suddenly asked: "You can control many poisonous snakes, and your technique of using a dagger, I guess you have deep internal strength, and it's not that you don't know martial arts at all, so why is it so difficult to receive Sun Lihui's punch at the Frost Blade Platform?" ?”

"... Liu Shilang is also determined, and he is not afraid to fight against the powerful in the court, so can he take a punch from Sun Lihui?" Rong Fan said displeasedly while wiping his hands with a handkerchief.

"Uh, this analogy is a bit far-fetched." Fu Qiufeng laughed.

"In short, this is the truth." Rong Yan said arrogantly, "Li Kingdom was first established in the deep mountains and dense forests full of poisonous miasma. Although the royal family no longer researches the art of poison prohibition and relies on trade with neighboring countries to gain a foothold, it has been passed down. The forbidden technique is still suitable for use in the mountains and fields. It can make people hide in the forest, and use Gu poisonous snakes to silently eliminate the enemy, but away from the mountains and forests, there are no poison lairs, and I don’t refine Gu poison, so there is nowhere to attract it if I have internal energy manipulative thing."

Fu Qiufeng couldn't help feeling a little awkward when he heard the details of what he said: "Your Majesty...is it really okay for you to expose your weakness to my minister?"

"Aren't you curious first?" Rong Fan asked back, "You can't let Ai Qing think that I deliberately didn't save you."

Fu Qiufeng felt a little sentimental, and lowered his head to promise: "I will keep my mouth shut."

"Some things, once started, are out of control." Rong Fan lowered his voice and said quietly, the end of the sentence melted into the crackling bonfire, "It's the same with feelings, the defenses built are only open to someone A gap, whether it is a trickle or a torrent that breaks the dike, I am afraid that neither you nor I can be sure right now, right?"

Fu Qiufeng looked at him quietly, Rong Pin's tone seemed to be plain confession, but also seemed to carry a strong sense of threat. He heard Rong Pin's subtext, and he cupped his hands and said solemnly: "I will not let Your Majesty down."

"This kind of martial arts is not suitable for the attention of the public." Rong Fan sighed with some regret, and then became frivolous, "Even if Wei Yuan or Rong Yi are the masters, if they want to kill me, it may be difficult for me to fight, but If I want to kill them, it will be easy."

Fu Qiufeng quickly understood what Rong Fan meant, and he realized that he hadn't noticed that Rong Fan was by his side several times, and he didn't even realize that Rong Fan was following him. The reason is unknown.

"Did you know? I once exchanged terms with Shangguan to be her aide and also her killer, hiding in the night and quietly taking the life of the target. That is a world completely different from the palace." Rong Fan The heavy eyes flashed away, "...as if I had abandoned myself and turned into a bloodthirsty weapon. While I was tired, luck was also breeding wildly. It tried to make me lost in this simple and endless cycle. middle……"

"As long as you swing the dagger and don't think about anything, you will be free." Fu Qiufeng answered in a daze, his voice seemed distant and ethereal. The reason why he became a dark guard was to pursue this false relief.

The corners of Rong Pin's lips twitched, feeling a little stunned, never expecting that Fu Qiufeng could hit his mind so precisely: "It seems that you have a lot of experience."

"I said that I did a lot of things wrong." Fu Qiufeng suddenly had the urge to confide, beside the warm bonfire, the breeze rustled the leaves, everything was quiet and peaceful, enough to erode his cold vigilance, " I don't have the courage to pay the price for my choices anymore, so I evade the ubiquitous choices."

"Believe me, your choice now is undoubtedly correct." Rong Fan said meaningfully, "I will never run away. When I was in the country of Li and looked to the north, the high dragon chair was a thorn in my heart. I must pull it out." It, let it become the thing in my palm, and it can no longer threaten me in the slightest."

"I really admire Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng said frankly.

"Only admiration? You can also try admiration, or even admiration." Rong Fan joked again.

"Okay, that minister will try to admire His Majesty." Fu Qiufeng said solemnly.

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan pursed his lips and clicked his tongue: "That's not necessary."

Fu Qiufeng lowered his head and wiped the corner of his mouth with his index finger, smiling a little stiffly, his heart was full of mixed feelings, how long had he not sincerely joked with others?Those colleagues who were walking like corpses could not, the noble and indifferent emperor could not, and the courtiers who were hypocritical and submissive could not.

"Aiqing, I can't help it. Don't you think, for a bastard in Qianfeng Township, the experience you concealed is too unrealistic?" Rong Fan looked at him with a smile, and said without hesitation cast a scrutiny of the line of sight.

Fu Qiufeng felt a little guilty: "Maybe it's because the roads in Qianfeng Township are dangerous and slippery, and people's hearts are complicated."

"Hmph, how perfunctory." Rong Pin reprimanded him, stood up and dusted off his clothes, "If I want strength, I can practice forbidden techniques; if I want the throne, I can rule the world..."

Fu Qiufeng raised his head, Rong Pin's undisguised expression and possessiveness made his throat tighten.

"I want you, so you can't escape." Rong Pin said without doubt, "I can tolerate you prevaricating me now, but sooner or later I will let you tell the truth."

Fu Qiufeng had the feeling that his disguise was gradually becoming transparent in Rong Yan's eyes. He coughed twice, put out the fire with sand, packed up the unfinished rabbit meat, and then thought of something, and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, your kind of tracking Fragrance powder, can you give me some?"

"What are you going to do?" Rong Yan asked.

"After all, I don't have the strength to restrain a chicken. If one day we encounter an enemy and it is inconvenient to take action, we can leave a mark for tracking." Fu Qiufeng said thoughtfully.

Rong Fan thought it made sense, and simply took out a delicate sachet from his waist and threw it to Fu Qiufeng.

Wei Yuan circled around before finding Rong Fan, and first said: "Congratulations, Lord, for your victory."

"Isn't it within your expectation that I will win? There is nothing to congratulate." Rong Fan said flatly, "What does Rong Yi say?"

"His Highness wants his subordinates to convey a word to you." Wei Yuan was a little apprehensive, "He said that your guess is correct."

"Ha, what's my guess?" Rong Pin was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

Wei Yuan raised his eyes cautiously: "He said that if you can't guess it, then you don't have this life."

"It's really presumptuous." Rong Yan snorted, "He is reminding me to be careful of Beiyou and the traitor who is collaborating with the enemy...Who is this traitor who can connect Beiyou and Li Kingdom?"

Wei Yuan looked bewildered, not knowing where he came to this conclusion.

"Go down the mountain, it's getting late." Rong Pin walked past Wei Yuan and patted him on the shoulder, "There is a specialty in surgery, so it's understandable if you can't guess, I won't criticize you this time. "

"I didn't expect it at the beginning, Commander Wei, you are not alone." Fu Qiufeng patted along, and then whispered, "Your Majesty said that you will only be fined for one month's salary. Don't worry, this matter is caused by me after all. If Commander Wei is short of money, he can ask me to borrow it."

Wei Yuan was inexplicably relieved, but before he could figure it out, he shook off Fu Qiufeng's hand and frowned, "My family is rich, so don't worry about it, you should think about the Lord's finger wringing."

Fu Qiufeng finally remembered the embarrassing finger wrench again, and the three of them went back to the camp for a while to refresh, wash, and change clothes. Rong Fan went to find Rong Yi, and blocked the conversation of the guards around him, while Fu Qiufeng took the opportunity to toss the finger wrench.

He tried cold water, but it wasn't very effective, so he could only go to the camp stove to get some oil as naturally as possible, thinking that if the oil didn't work, he would have to be sorry for Rong Fen who smashed the wrench.

The kitchen closest to Fu Qiufeng was preparing dinner. He thought of a few excuses all the way and found it a bit weird and embarrassing. In the end, he decided to sneak in secretly, and leaned outside the tent door to wait for the maid to go out. A food box approached quickly.

He didn't want to bump into Chen Tingfang, so he dodged backwards, and then heard the maid salute to Chen Tingfang.

"Your Majesty, what are your orders? This slave will carry it for you."

"No need, you fetch a bucket of cold water for me, I want to cook soup for His Majesty with my own hands."

The maid gave orders to go out, Fu Qiufeng stood by the tent for a while, out of habit, he slowly moved closer, leaned against the door and peeked, and saw Chen Tingfang standing in front of the stove, pouring some chopped ingredients into the pot Here, stir vigorously.

Fu Qiufeng's intuition was wrong, not because he knew too much about cooking skills, but because Chen Tingfang's expression was resentful, his brows were tightly knit into a ball, he was holding the spoon like a dagger, and there was even a hint of hatred, as if what he was stirring was not soup but an enemy brains.

This kind of expression appeared on the face of the dignified and weak concubine Xian, which was so strange that even he was surprised. The maid came back quickly with a bucket, and Fu Qiufeng stepped back silently. To the side is just an illusion.

After Chen Tingfang left, Fu Qiufeng thought about it, and went in directly.

"Master Fu, what do you need?" the maid asked hastily.

"Boil some hot water for Your Majesty and make tea." Fu Qiufeng said, "Bring me a pot of tea, please."

The maid looked at Fu Qiufeng one more time, and wondered whether it was more and more coping with making things for His Majesty by herself now, or went to the logistics for tea.

Fu Qiufeng poured some oil on his hands, and finally got the finger off. He cleaned the finger carefully, waited for the water to boil, and made tea to go to Rong Pin.

It was dusk and the evening breeze was cool, the lights in Rong Pin's camp had already been lit, and Wei Yuan was still guarding the door with his hands behind his back.

"Is Your Majesty still in secret talks with King Lingyang?" Fu Qiufeng asked Wei Yuan with a tray.

"Yes." Wei Yuan said, "If you have something to do, just wait for now."

Fu Qiufeng simply put down the tray, and stood upright beside him: "Do you have a needle for testing the poison?"

"Yes." Wei Yuan was puzzled, "Why do you ask this?"

"Give me two." Fu Qiufeng stretched out his hand, "I saw something strange, and I really care about it."

"...How strange? Is there any danger to the Lord?" Wei Yuan looked sideways, took out a needle roll from his arms, and handed him two, "One for drug testing and one for poison testing, but refining Special poisons may not be tested."

"I'm not sure either, did Concubine Xian enter the palace voluntarily?" Fu Qiufeng asked again, pinning a needle into his cuff.

"How would I know whether she is voluntary or not." Wei Yuan was puzzled.

"Then I'll try it first and come back later." Fu Qiufeng turned around and wanted to leave.

Wei Yuan found that Fu Qiufeng was really self-centered, and he was not responsible for answering questions after finishing his speech. He wanted to ask Fu Qiufeng what he was going to try, but the curtain of the tent was lifted.

Rong Yi swaggered out of the tent, he didn't seem to be upset at the punishment of losing the bet, he stopped Fu Qiufeng and said with a smile: "My lord, you don't have to leave, I will return your majesty to you right now."

The corners of Fu Qiufeng's eyes twitched, thinking to himself what was wrong with the prince's words, he went back and picked up the tray, nodded to Rong Yi: "Your Highness, go slowly."

Rong Yi looked left and right, covered his face with one hand, and leaned close to Wei Yuan, his dark green eyes were somewhat mysterious and aggressive under the flames of the charcoal basin, Wei Yuan took a step back, frowned and said: "Your Highness, I have something to say to you!" explain."

"Keep your voice down, isn't Your Majesty going to punish you?" Rong Yi lowered his voice and said, "I have done a lot to speak for you, and I owe Your Majesty a few favors, so he reluctantly agreed to only deduct one month's salary from you."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Wei Yuan finally understood Rong Fan's intention of saying those words in front of Rong Yi before, he said expressionlessly: "Thank you, Your Highness, I am very grateful."

"Thank you, I will be a guest at the palace when I have time." Rong Yi didn't realize that he had been tricked, and the back view of leaving was chic, Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and then he admired Rong Fan even more.

Fu Qiufeng entered the room with tea, and Rong Pin leaned on the couch with one leg propped up. Behind the soft couch in the military tent was a topographic map, and in front of it was a sand table, with flags concentrated in the north and south.

"Your Majesty, your wrench." Fu Qiufeng put down the tray, returned the wrench to Rong Fan, and was surprised to find that his loose and gorgeous red dress was actually well-fitted.

"What's the matter, I'll take it as a gift for you." Rong Fan said with a smile.

Fu Qiufeng thought that he still had a hot thumb, so he quickly refused: "I don't need it, it's too expensive, and it's very stressful for me to shoot arrows."

Rong Jing rolled his eyes at him, and took back his finger: "I'm not curious what I said to King Lingyang?"

"This minister is really not curious." Fu Qiufeng said bluntly, "Military affairs are not the field that I am good at."

"Then I won't force you." Rong Pin said generously, "We have General Shen in our army, and Liu Shilang in our government. You also have what I need."

"Your Majesty is surrounded by a lot of talents." Fu Qiufeng praised, "The minister will go back first."

"What's the rush?" Rong Fan asked him to sit down, "Although you are not interested, the most important thing I talked about with King Lingyang was this person who communicated with Beiyou, who has certain court secrets , Familiar with the movement of civil and military officials, better able to contact merchants, farmers, three religions and nine streams, planning a route for Beiyou missions to enter Li Kingdom, such a person must have a very high status in the court, who do you think of?"

Fu Qiufeng pondered for a while: "The minister's first suspicion must be Chen Junde."

"I can't help but think of him too." Rong Fan curled his lips.

"Secondly... Zhongshuling Xu Daoye." Fu Qiufeng said, "Your Majesty promoted Liu Shilang to the Zhongshu Province. Everyone knows that Liu Shilang is His Majesty's confidant, which is equivalent to gradually emptying Zhongshuling. If he is dissatisfied, he may also defect to the enemy. , but Liu Shilang's time in Zhongshu Province is still short, and his motivation is still weak."

"Well, what else?" Rong Fan asked.

"A member of the Ministry of Rites." Fu Qiufeng guessed. "The Ministry of Rites contacts all parties, and they have the best chance to get acquainted with Beiyou and Liguo."

"It makes sense." Rong Fan agreed.

The two chatted for a while, Fu Qiufeng suddenly became suspicious, and asked Rong Fan: "Since you have no relationship with the King of Lingyang, why did he risk giving you information? If you misunderstand, wouldn't it be to bring disaster on yourself?"

"I don't quite understand him." Rong Fan turned over on the couch, folded his arms and looked at the ceiling, his tone was a little sad for a moment, "Maybe you and I will never understand what it feels like to be a brother. Bar."

He also asked Rong Yi not long ago, if a prince with Beiyou's bloodline mentions Beiyou to the suspicious present-day sage, isn't he afraid of causing death in the world?

Rong Yi threw the command flag into the sand table, and when he talked with high spirits, he was more like a young emperor with a mind of culture and martial arts. Rong Yan was lying on the couch, his thoughts were disturbed, he listened quietly with his head propped up, and inserted a few words from time to time, Of course he could keep up with Rong Yi's train of thought. When Rong Yi talked about the different factions of the Beiyou royal family and the Lord, his information was not far behind, but he always couldn't help but feel a kind of bored jealousy.

His elder brother is already so good, why is the late emperor still not satisfied?If the first emperor had never set his sights on his mother, and never given birth to him...

"The news of the peace talks from Beiyou should not be false. The third prince has already planned to withdraw the troops to show his sincerity and sent envoys to Dayi to negotiate peace. Both the master and the state teacher are the main combat faction, and it is impossible to stop the drums, and I speculate that the frequent missions that enter the Li country through the feudal lands should be the secret moves of the main combat faction." Rong Yi patted the sand on his fingertips, breathed a sigh of relief, "In short, this is my conjecture, Your Majesty, have you heard it?"

"Hmph, does it look like I'm taking the words of Brother Huang as a deaf ear?" Rong Fan chuckled softly, he turned slightly sideways, propped his forehead and looked at Rong Yi, his collar dropped a little more.

"How could I know, after all, I am not familiar with Your Majesty." Rong Yi said bluntly, "The last time we met was at the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet last year."

Rong Yan choked, and lowered his eyes: "Why did you reveal the information? Are you afraid that I will punish you?"

"Your Majesty really wants to know?" Rong Yi discussed, "That minister's penalty for losing should also be cancelled."

"Okay." Rong Fan smiled brightly, "It's Wei Yuan who failed to protect me. I really shouldn't be angry with the emperor, so I will add another twenty lashes."

Rong Yi grinned: "He followed you with all his heart, I beg you, please be merciful."

"The state owns the state law, how can I do as I please." Rong Fan shook his head regretfully.

"What can I do with the Frost Blade Platform? I have received dozens of lashes for him." Rong Yi said generously.

"Punishment is not up to the doctor. You are my brother, so there is no reason to punish you." Rong Fan still shook his head.

Rong Yi sighed: "Your Majesty, what are your conditions?"

"My question just now." Rong Fan looked at him with a smile and forced him to ask, "Answer me, twenty lashes can be spared, you plead for Wei Yuan, if I spare him, you owe me a favor, plus the loss to I haven't thought about my punishment yet, so I'll send it first... Brother Huang, you owe me too much."

Rong Yi felt something was wrong for a moment, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. He took a deep breath, frowned, met Rong Fan's eyes that seemed to be sloppy and smiling, and said in a deep voice: "I am not afraid of death. The reason why I did this is because I have never been able to confess my ambition, nor my desire to put it into practice."

Rong Fan narrowed his eyes, a cold light flickered in them.

"Your Majesty, I want to be the emperor, but I dare not try, and I dare not gamble. You are more courageous and determined than me, so you are Your Majesty, and I am only the King of Lingyang, ha." Rong Yilang With a laugh, "You succeeded...and I hope you will always be successful."

"Then do you think I will believe you?" Rong Pin stood up and sat on the couch.

"You just need to believe in the information, you don't have to trust me." Rong Yi said, "Besides, I lost to His Majesty even in hunting, so there is nothing worthy of His Majesty's trust."

Rong Fan was silent for a while, then agreed: "I can only withhold Wei Yuan's salary for one month."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty!" Rong Yi bowed deeply when he heard the words, "By the way, I still have something to say, I don't know if I should say it, or I don't have to say it, but it's always stuck in my throat."

"...Say it quickly." Rong Fan said impatiently.

"Last time when Rong Yan came to the minister's mansion, he gave a plaque." Rong Yi betrayed him, "I said that your clothes are disheveled, undignified and undignified. All the concubines and concubines in the palace are dressed more tightly than you. I hope there will be a counselor to advise you to make corrections."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Yi retreated and said: "The minister is leaving first, Your Majesty must not betray you."

Rong Fan waved his hands with a cold face: "Hmph, I don't care about a pedantic person."

The stars in the night sky formed a band of light. Half an hour after Rong Yi left, Fu Qiufeng also planned to leave. He just walked to the door when Chen Tingfang's maid came to invite him.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Xian invites you to have a meal." The maid introduced, "Concubine Xian made the black chicken soup with her own hands and prepared wine and vegetables. Your Majesty is just recovering from a serious illness, and she really wants to see Your Majesty."

Rong Fan hasn't eaten yet, Chen Tingfang's cooking skills are really good, he looked at Fu Qiufeng, waved and said, "Let's go together."

"Can you bring me along?" Fu Qiufeng whispered to Rong Fan.

"As long as the food is ready." Rong Fan didn't care much.

Fu Qiufeng hadn't tried the pot of soup yet, and he was still not at ease. He and Rong Fan walked into Chen Tingfang's tent, and Rong Fan sat down under Chen Tingfang's polite and gentle greeting. Fu Qiufeng was tense, and Chen Tingfang gave him and Rong Fan had already filled the rice, and at this moment, his peripheral vision was instantly occupied by a burst of dazzling brightness, and the flashing omen appeared above Rong Fan's head again.

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