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The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched slightly. Seeing Rong Yi's nervous appearance, he couldn't help but think of the time when Rong Fing was poisoned. He had confidence in Rong Fing's acting skills, and he would be able to perfectly restore the horror atmosphere at that time.

"Look at the tea on this king." Rong Yi pointed to the hem of his clothes with worry, and complained to Wei Yuan, "This king has always spoken directly, don't just treat the concubine Xian, but also take care of your majesty, he is definitely not like this. It's normal, last time I came here, he said that he couldn't punish the doctor, but now he just hit me with a teacup, how can there be such a reason for changing the order! This is the clothes sewn by the concubine herself!"

Wei Yuan casually took a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him, said calmly: "I have the courage to advise Your Highness, I hope His Highness will not intervene in the affairs of the Lord, a gentleman will not stand under a dangerous wall."

Rong Yi fell silent, without a smile, his dark green eyes showed some elusive changes in the night, he casually raised his head, and motioned Wei Yuan to accompany him: "What if the king must join in? Commander Wei , Dayi is not as calm as he appears on the surface, your vision is limited to the court, and you stare at those assassins and traitors all day long, don't you even understand the situation in the world?"

"Then what can His Highness teach you?" Wei Yuan followed his footsteps and said coldly.

"In the 15th year of Qingde, when the first emperor was in power." Rong Yi said softly, "The king of Jin raised his troops to rebel, and the first emperor fled to the south. Using the natural dangers of the mountains around Yanzhou as a screen, he gathered soldiers from various prefectures, so that the king of Jin could only occupy the area beyond the capital. In the north, after several attacks, they were unable to send troops to the south to take another city. During the period, the people ran to and fro to avoid the disaster of the war. The fields were deserted and starved, and the fields were devastated. This stalemate lasted for half a year. Shen Xingcheng led his troops to detour behind the enemy and recaptured the northern border of Dayi in one fell swoop. Pass, cut off Beiyou's support to the King of Jin, and fought against the late Emperor on both sides, finally regained the lost ground and beheaded the King of Jin."

Wei Yuan quietly listened to him, and now almost no one dares to mention this period of history. This was the most humiliating half year in the late emperor's life. In the remaining years of the late emperor, the word "king of Jin" was not only seen in books and files, but anyone who dared to say it would be punished. Worrying about his own head.

"So what is His Highness trying to warn you about?" Wei Yuan asked.

"Take care of Your Majesty." Rong Yi looked back at the main hall with deep meaning, "The days of my youth and frivolity are gone forever, and some past ideals are let go, but it doesn't mean that I like a worse future. Don't let Your Majesty become a King Jin who was attacked by enemies back then."

Wei Yuan seemed to have a feeling: "You mean, Beiyou and Liguo..."

"This king also met some strange people when he was fiefdom in the south. If you need it, remember to come to the palace. This king's face is still enough." Rong Yi blinked, turned around and waved his sleeves to say goodbye, and said by the way, "Don't rush in, You can waste this king's reminder if you hurt your eyes."

Wei Yuan was thoughtful, ignored his warning, went straight to the main hall, went to the door and saw An Yi from a distance, nodded at him, was about to push the door, An Yi raised the hilt of his sword, and blocked the door.

"What do you mean?" Wei Yuan frowned.

"Your Majesty has ordered that no one is allowed to enter." He said sternly.

Wei Yuan suddenly felt the familiar headache and powerlessness: "If you are still the hidden guard of the Frost Blade Terrace, you should obey the orders of the commander of the Frost Blade Platform and step down."

"The slave is His Majesty's secret guard, and His Majesty's orders take precedence." An Yi insisted, his whole body turned cold, and he lifted the sword blade out of its sheath an inch with his thumb, "No one is allowed to disobey His Majesty."

Wei Yuan was aroused for a while, he shook the scabbard with his left hand, and it shone with a silver light, some couldn't understand An Yi's self-proclaimed look and his confidant's firmness: "You claim to be changing flowers, It is I who the Lord trusts!"

"Forgive me for being rude." An Yi took a step forward instead, preferring to make a move rather than let him go.

Fu Qiufeng in the room listened to the dispute faintly coming from the door, and didn't want to stop it. Instead, he had the urge to see who was superior and who was inferior between the two.

Rong Fan called him, and asked maliciously, "Will you see the excitement?"

Not long ago, he was thankful that Rong Yi ran fast enough, and he was about to take his hand away just as soon as he put it on Rong Fan's waist, but Rong Fan pushed him lightly, sweeping the tea tray and teapot down, he couldn't keep his balance, and directly He fell down on the table and instinctively clasped Rong Fan's waist.

Accompanied by the clattering noise, Rong Fan turned around and shouted loudly: "Get out! I don't want to see anyone!"

The door was pushed silently, Fu Qiufeng felt that the scene should be over, but Rong Fan suddenly bent down, leaning his elbows on the table, raised his chin in front of him to look at him with great interest, and put away his pretended clothes. Furious, he cleared his throat.

"I always feel that I have shouted too much these two days." Rong Fan said in annoyed tone, "Ai Qing has really strong hands."

Fu Qiufeng hastily let go of the hand holding Rong Pin's waist, and slowly lowered it with no place to rest. He cursed that he must be like a dead murder corpse now. If Rong Pin pressed him on the table, he strangled his neck. It's more like that.

"Your Majesty, since you have already left." Fu Qiufeng turned his head to look at the door of the palace, tried his best to lie down obediently, and said calmly, "...do you have to get up too?"

"Don't worry, you don't understand Rong Yi." Rong Pin said slowly, "He feels something is wrong with me for a while, maybe he will kill him."

Fu Qiufeng said in his heart that I don't necessarily understand Rong Yi, but you must understand excessive abuse of power.

Rong Fan lowered his head more and more, as if he wanted to stare at something from Fu Qiufeng's irises, and asked casually: "What happened to the secret guard I sent you? He has received professional training since he was a child. If I was poisoned He was there..."

Hearing his regretful tone, Fu Qiufeng inexplicably felt depressed and unhappy. He didn't think that An Yi was more capable than him, and it would be difficult for another dark guard to detect Chen Tingfang's concealed and ingenious poisoning methods.

"So what if he's present?" Fu Qiufeng asked following Rong Fan's words, and put a hand on Rong Fan's shoulder.

"He won't laugh at me." Rong Fan said an unforgettable and tragic lesson in a dark tone.

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Rong Fan glanced over his shoulder: "What are your hands doing?"

"Acting with His Majesty, what if we kill the carbine?" Fu Qiufeng said dutifully, and then gently pushed Rong Pin away a little bit harder. Rong Pin probably used Shangguan Yu's incense or soap horn, and her hair was just washed Carrying a strong fragrance, the coming fragrance made Rong Fan's brows and eyes even more intoxicated, and he inevitably wanted to look away.

"Nonsense." Rong Fan teased, "You obviously dare not look at me."

"Why don't you dare." To prove that he didn't think too much, Fu Qiufeng met Rong Fan's eyes directly, and then Rong Fan's hand was pressed on his chest.

"Your heart is beating faster." Rong Fan smiled as expected.

Fu Qiufeng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, he closed his eyes helplessly and confessed: "Your Majesty's appearance is better than that of an immortal, how can I not be shaken."

"How shaken?" Rong Fan asked.

"The earth shakes and the mountains shake." Fu Qiufeng said boldly.

"Hmph, it seems that even if princes and nobles buy you in the future, I still have a better chance of winning." Rong Fan moved his hand away, got up mercifully and let him go, "Do you think it may be the King of Lingyang?"

Fu Qiufeng was stunned for a moment, then got up and rubbed his back on the edge of the table, followed Rong Fan's sudden change of topic, and talked about serious business: "Lingyang King seems to be completely unaware that he sent the eldest princess here, but the eldest princess is here. The princess actually found out the news in the palace, this minister thinks it is suspicious."

"I think so too." Rong Fan agreed, "The king of Lingyang is named Rong Yi, and this is the only exception among all the descendants of the late emperor, which shows that the late emperor didn't believe or like him. You shouldn't make such a low-level mistake."

"So it was either bribed, or the King of Lingyang deliberately arranged it." Fu Qiufeng speculated.

"Chen Junde probably won't be able to be stopped tomorrow." Rong Pin tapped his fingertips on the table, "He has been running around today to contact General Xiaolongwei and several veteran civil servants, and he will definitely make a big fuss when Shangguan Yu doesn't allow anyone to see me article."

"So tomorrow you have to deal with Chen Junde like you are doing now?" Fu Qiufeng emphasized the word "now".

"To deal with Chen Junde, we need something more exciting." Rong Fan said meaningfully.

Fu Qiufeng sighed silently in his heart, thought for a while, and then came back to his thoughts: "Your Majesty, why did you send a hidden guard who ranks at the forefront of Shuangrentai martial arts to protect the minister? And like him, he can't teach the minister basic skills."

"It just so happens that he's back." Rong Pin snorted half-truthfully, "And I think someone should teach him a lesson."

"Is Your Majesty still not satisfied with such a powerful and loyal dark guard?" Fu Qiufeng was surprised. He couldn't help but doubt Rong Fan's employment standards. They should all be rebuilt.

Rong Fan leaned on the edge of the table and glanced at him: "Did he make a move in front of you? You know that his martial arts are at the forefront."

"Instinctively, An Yi has a cold temperament and demeanor, he must be a master." Fu Qiufeng said seriously.

"It's true that you are a master, but I don't want a dead tool that is only commendable for its force, a legacy that is full of loyalty and will die or live at every turn." Rong Pin's eyes sank, as if he was obsessed with this.

Fu Qiufeng was stunned and speechless, Rong Fan's thoughts were completely different from his before, so that he thought for a while before he could barely try to understand Rong Fan's meaning: "... I heard it at Shuangrentai, he is the late Fifth Highness the dark guard."

"It's Tang Miao again." The voice at the entrance of the hall gradually became clear, Rong Fan rolled his eyes and asked Fu Qiufeng, "Will you see the excitement?"

Wei Yuan and An Yi started fighting when they disagreed, Fu Qiufeng and Rong Fan opened a door to watch.

An Yi's swordsmanship is direct and fierce, with offense as defense, and most of them trade wounds for wounds. Wei Yuan's moves are flexible without losing momentum. , but after all, he didn't want to hurt his own people, so he gave in frequently, so it was inevitable that he couldn't use it, and his hands were tied.

Fu Qiufeng looked at it for a while, and concluded: "An Yi is not suitable for using a sword. His style is more suitable for a sneak attack, and the sword is long and ostentatious. It is not the first choice for assassination. If it is not a direct confrontation, even if the enemy responds temporarily. The power of defensive and counterattack moves will definitely be weakened, and at that time, even if the wounds are exchanged, it will not be fatal."

Rong Fan sighed subtly: "I want to believe that you don't know martial arts, it's hard."

Fu Qiufeng pursed his lips: "The martial arts instructor of the nursing home where I help in Qianfeng Township has some real skills, and I have learned a lot on paper."

"...All right." Rong Fan crossed his arms. He had no evidence, and thought that if one day he found Fu Qiufeng's flaws, he would have to go to trial again to see what Fu Qiufeng had to say to defend himself.

"Besides, didn't your majesty ask the minister to train?" Fu Qiufeng looked at Rong Fan.

"What he wants to learn is not martial arts." Rong Yan said coolly, "I am tired of talking to him. Wei Yuan has surrounded the assassins I have dealt with all these years and can serve as a fence for the Royal Garden, and he can fight against Wei Yuan. , but I had no choice but to send him out to gather information.”

Fu Qiufeng was a little puzzled, Rong Pin gestured to the battlefield with his eyes, opened the door and went out to stop him: "Do you think I'm too boring to fight in front of me?"

"My lord!" Wei Yuan hastily withdrew his sword, bowed his head and cupped his hands, "This subordinate is guilty, it was An Yi who stopped this subordinate, and this subordinate was impulsive, so he fought with An Yi, An Yi is only a duty, I hope your majesty Do not convict."

"An Yi, why didn't you let Commander Wei in?" Rong Fan looked at An Yi who retracted his sword at the same time, but he knelt down honestly, "You are the dark guard of the Frost Blade Terrace, and he is your direct superior. Sharing information, I can't always be aware of changes inside and outside the palace, if Commander Wei has something important to do, can you afford to delay the military aircraft?"

"It's this slave who committed a great crime! This slave is stupid and has failed His Majesty's important responsibilities. This slave is willing to be dealt with by His Majesty." He secretly kowtowed in self-reproach.

Rong Fan looked back at Fu Qiufeng, Fu Qiufeng understood what he meant, coughed dryly, "It's my fault."

"I'm not interested in hearing you make amends by claiming to be a flower." Rong Fan snorted impatiently, "If you commit the crime next time, you still have to accuse Commander Wei."

Fu Qiufeng heard that from top to bottom of the Shuangrentai, he had to mock him for claiming that even he was starting to feel embarrassed for An Yi, but An Yi's psychology in this aspect was very strong, and he was indifferent, and then he saw An Yi walking a few steps on one knee, kneeling Plead guilty in front of Wei Yuan.

"Commander Wei, according to the rules of the Shuangrentai, those who commit crimes below shall be punished with thirty lashes." An Yi put down his sword, kowtowed and said earnestly, "Commander Wei, please punish him."

Wei Yuan: "...Ah, this."

Wei Yuan thought for a while about the rules he copied from somewhere, but the secret guards of the Frost Blade Terrace are well known that if things go wrong, they often lose their lives outside, and if it comes second, they will lie in bed for ten days and a half months when they come back. Well, I have to quickly get the task to do things, there is no chance of being beaten, if the hit is light, then only the salary will be deducted, and there is even a set of unspoken rules, a day's salary is worth one whip, but there are few people in the Frost Blade Terrace, and they are all picky Carefully selected, so far no major mistakes have been made.

Wei Yuan looked at Rong Fan and Fu Qiufeng, and silently asked for instructions.

Fu Qiufeng laughed twice and said: "Gu Youlian is quite guilty of pleading guilty, and you still want Commander Wei to do it yourself, which is not sincere enough."

An Yi immediately said: "Young master said yes, I will prepare now."

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Fu Qiufeng felt tired: "I was joking."

Rong Fan tilted his head and said, "Do you understand?"

"I think this should be Senior Lin's job." Fu Qiufeng felt hopeless. He used to have this kind of people in the secret cabinet. Most of them died outside or at the hands of their own people. It was as if he was born to die. He didn't question, or he didn't want to question this kind of empty tragedy, but at this moment Rong Pin shook his head and expressed that he couldn't bear it, and he suddenly reflected, it seemed abnormal...it was him.

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