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Rong Fan stared at Fu Qiufeng darkly: "But what you said clearly is enough to make me wary of you. Not only will I not get stuck in it, I will not even get close to the muddy shore."

"But Your Majesty needs ministers. As the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can't get tiger cubs." Fu Qiufeng said in a normal tone, "If your Majesty doesn't approach you, how can you meet His Majesty's needs?"

Rong Fan remained silent, Fu Qiufeng continued: "I vowed to dedicate my life to the Frost Blade Platform and serve His Majesty. I never thought of getting rid of this identity, so I boldly said that it was Your Majesty who lost."

"I lost, I lost a sigh of relief, but do you dare to lose your life?" Rong Yan said coldly with threats in his eyes.

"Your Majesty is an extraordinary person, so I don't expect to haggle with the insignificant recorder of the Frost Blade Platform." Fu Qiufeng said with a tactful smile.

"Ha, hahaha..." Rong Fan raised the corners of his mouth a little, smiled instead of anger when he was provoked, and said in a loud voice, "Okay! I underestimated you. Your self-confidence is worthy of my special respect, but I don't necessarily lose. What you need to get rid of is your identity or something else, and you will be a witness with me in the future."

"So what does Your Majesty want me to do with this tactful beating?" Fu Qiufeng asked helplessly, not to continue to struggle with this.

"I had an idea when An Yi came back to my life." Rong Fan said, "If someone wants to bribe you, I want you to pretend to surrender and do my secret work."

Fu Qiufeng was stunned: "Your Majesty is not afraid that the subject will really be tempted, and be a double-faced spy, so that you can have both sides?"

"Then I won't let you go undercover, so you can really stand the coercion and temptation?" Rong Fan asked back.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I still have professional ethics." Fu Qiufeng affirmed.

Rong Fan raised his eyes proudly: "Although I can trust you now, I still want to remind you that there is nothing in the world that I cannot give you."

"I understand." Fu Qiufeng nodded lightly, "I will play by ear."

"Lan Xin Pavilion is in front of you." Rong Fan opened the curtain and looked, "You can tell An Yi what you can't, and you can decide for yourself."

Fu Qiufeng thought about it for a while, and said puzzled: "Since your Majesty has doubts about An Yi, why did you entrust him with a heavy responsibility and leave him in the Frost Blade Terrace?"

"I used to have doubts about you." Rong Pin glanced at him, "But I only use it."

"Yes, thank you for your kindness." Fu Qiufeng said with a smile.

Rong Fen sighed slightly, frowning in displeasure: "When my mother favored the Sixth Palace, the queen was also kind to her like a sister. Once she was abandoned, the court ladies would scold her, which shows how ridiculous the distinction between high and low is." Uncertainty, high and low status are empty words, only life and death cannot be changed, this is a human being, so what is the difference between the emperor and the common people? It's just that you can speak loudly when you hold power."

Fu Qiufeng listened to his sigh in silence, feeling inexplicably complicated.

"I am a human being, so I hope that those who serve me are also human beings. I hope that they will follow me sincerely, for their aspirations, for their ambitions, for their parents, relatives and friends, and even for their interests and reputation, rather than the obedience of the humble to the noble. "Rong Fan gritted his teeth and said in disgust, "My brother Wuhuang claims to be born noble and looks down on me the most, but he still doesn't want to die? The loyalty of the secret guards he trained is just a concept instilled since childhood, and it is stronger than Mo Dou's phantom poison. It is absurd and pathetic to live in the illusion constructed by others all your life!"

"I just found out today that Your Majesty is actually very kind." Fu Qiufeng said sincerely.

"Don't use such superficial words to describe me." Rong Yan snorted coldly, "I don't need this kind of baseless loyalty. Only incompetent people can control people's hearts by buying orphans and brainwashing them. I'm not as cowardly as Brother Wuhuang It's also arrogant, and doesn't bother with such methods."

Fu Qiufeng also agrees that Rong Fan does have the right to be disdainful. Sitting here, he is the best rebuttal to the losers who have been buried in history.

"Aiqing, have you found your own meaning?" Rong Fan changed the subject and looked at him with a smile, "Why are you following me now?"

Fu Qiufeng was at a loss for words for a moment, he thought for a moment, looked at Rong Fin's excited expression, he always felt that if he answered, he would fall into Rong Fin's trap again, and let Rong Fen proudly show off his charm.

"Your Majesty's eyes are as bright as a torch, and he will be able to see through a simple, honest and humble person like me." Fu Qiufeng didn't say it directly, the carriage stopped at the entrance of Lanxin Pavilion, and he stood up and cupped his hands to Rong Fan, "Your Majesty will take his leave first, secretly by my side, The minister will also assess whether he is trustworthy, and report to His Majesty for your reference."

"Tsk, get back." Rong Fan waved his hand, and waited for him to get out of the car before muttering to himself, "Huh...it's clearly complicated, cunning and arrogant."

Fu Qiufeng didn't hear how Rong Fan commented on him, the carriage drove to Zhuyun Pavilion, and he also planned to go back to wash and rest, but as soon as he entered, Xiao Yuanzi rushed to complain bitterly.

"My lord, that lord An is here. We don't have any vacant rooms in the courtyard. The servant said to let Li Daxiang and the servant live in one room, and make room for him, but he refused, saying that it would be good to live in the woodshed." Yuanzi complained sadly, "Slaves, how dare you let the Master of Frost Blade Terrace feel wronged."

"If you don't let him be wronged, I'm afraid he is the one who suffers." Fu Qiufeng half-jokingly said, "Go and do your work, I'll tell him."

An Yi stood up straight as early in the morning, stood guard in front of the main hall, saw Fu Qiufeng come back, and knelt down to salute politely.

Fu Qiufeng now began to feel that his former dark pavilion was not oppressive to such an extent, so he asked Antou, "You used to live in a firewood house in the palace? So you have this habit?"

An Yi said honestly: "Master Hui, I used to live in a dark room underground."

Fu Qiufeng followed Rong Fan in his heart and despised the fifth prince: "Then you want me to dig one for you?"

An Yi was stunned, and quickly shook his head: "How dare I work for the young master, I just need a place to live, I dare not pick and choose."

"Xiao Yuanzi is the head servant of the Lanxin Pavilion, and when it comes to the chores of the Lanxin Pavilion, his words are equal to my orders." Fu Qiufeng wrote lightly, "You don't accept the room he arranged for you, and you don't want me to dig it for you. The secret room where I live, Mr. An has a big row."

An Yi knelt down, and said anxiously: "Young master's order, I dare not disobey, I will do what you say."

"Then move to an empty room, don't waste Xiaoyuanzi's thought." Fu Qiufeng said earnestly, "Secondly, there are not so many rules in my Lanxin Pavilion, so you don't have to kneel at every turn. It is another expense to wear the official uniform and trousers... Your lord is used to being rich in the palace, but now at the Shuangrentai, you should try your best to think about it for the new boss."

The corner of An Yi's mouth twitched slightly. This was a new angle. The secret guards of the palace had never had to worry about their basic necessities. He got up immediately after hearing the words: "My lord, you can't stand being called a slave."

"Where can't I bear it?" Fu Qiufeng pointed to the token on his waist, "You are the fifth-rank secret guard, and I am the fifth-rank official recorder. Of course, I can call you my lord. If you like, you can also call me Mr. Fu." , In this way, the colleagues of the Frost Blade Terrace appear to be friendly and polite, wouldn’t it be beautiful, by the way, remember to put away the token when you have a task, and hang it on your waist to reflect the light and easily expose the position.”

An Yi was dazzled by Fu Qiufeng's long speech, and always felt that this was not the case, but Fu Qiufeng's tone was normal, as if what he said was normal, the only thing he understood and executed immediately was to put away the token.

"My lord, before doing things in the future, no matter what you think in your heart, first think about your current position. You have an official title, which represents the majesty of the emperor." Fu Qiufeng reminded him, "It's still you who always think about it. Your Majesty Fifth, can't you serve His Majesty wholeheartedly?"

"Slave is loyal to His Majesty! This is also the master's order..." An Yi explained anxiously, he instinctively wanted to kneel, but he restrained himself and bowed his head deeply.

"Thirdly, you should change back to the previous address, and be more casual at ordinary times, otherwise I will be tired looking at it." Fu Qiufeng sighed.

An Yi blinked cautiously: "Young Master, why are you treating me so well...yes, to me? I'm not worthy, so I'm really terrified."

"It's normal to treat people well, otherwise everyone will be hostile and harsh to each other, and the world will be in chaos." Fu Qiufeng said, "Besides, if I have the right to treat you badly, I must also have the right to treat you well."

An Yi said blankly: "But I was only ordered to serve His Majesty, I am not worthy of trust, I come from a humble background..."

"In ancient times, the founding kings and generals who governed the country often had humble backgrounds. If you have read books, you can think for yourself." Fu Qiufeng retorted.

An Yiben is not a talkative person, and he is not Fu Qiufeng's opponent in the debate now. Although he doesn't agree with it, he still shows his thoughts.

"Or, are you actually a masochist?" Fu Qiufeng laughed, "No way, did you come to Frost Blade Terrace to satisfy your own selfish desires? Under the banner of loyalty to His Majesty, you let your colleagues and superiors bear the burden of abusing their subordinates I feel so guilty, I never thought that you are such a person." "No, really not!" Hean denied again and again, "Slave definitely didn't mean that!"

"Then go pack your luggage and have dinner." Fu Qiufeng waved his hand, "Follow me to Shuangren Terrace tomorrow morning to get a job, and you don't have to get up too early."

He watched An Yi go down obediently, went back to his room and drank two glasses of water, he really felt that Rong Ping just thought he was too idle and wanted to find a troublesome subordinate for him.

The next day, Fu Qiufeng took An Yi, who got up half an hour earlier than him, to the Frost Blade Terrace. Tang Miao seemed to be squatting in the courtyard intentionally. As soon as he came, he stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Fu, are you really angry with him?"

"What are you talking about? They are all serving His Majesty, and we must live together peacefully." Fu Qiufeng smiled.

"As expected of Mr. Fu, the realm is just extraordinary." Tang Miao boasted.

"Aren't you going to monitor the secret passage?" Fu Qiufeng asked him.

"Liu He and I have changed shifts. He is in the daytime and I am in the evening." Tang Miao chuckled, "I received news that Chen Junde was determined to see His Majesty today. I walked through the mansion of the great general.”

Fu Qiufeng nodded clearly, Tang Miao must want to watch the fun.

The excitement finally intensified at Sizheng. Fu Qiufeng was helping to copy the dossier. Tang Miao heard that Qi Jianshu and Chen Junde and Cao Yuan were quarreling at Tianyuan Gate. He threw down his brush and hurried to watch. The same copywriter secretly took a look at him table, showing a palpable disapproval.

"It's a combination of work and rest. Since you're not on duty, copying books is a voluntary help rather than a task, and you don't have to be too rigid." Fu Qiufeng put down the brush and shook the paper, then got up and laughed in the astonishment of An Yi, "I'll go too. Look, you can do whatever you want."

He was very curious if Qi Jianshu yelled at Tianyuan Gate, walked out of the Shuangren Terrace, walked a while, and saw Feng Ji trotting panting, seeing Fu Qiufeng, panting: "Mr. Fu! Coincidentally, Your Majesty I am asking you to go to Tingluan Palace, and our family will bring Chen Shizhong to meet His Majesty, so you can go by yourself first."

Fu Qiufeng nodded, and tried his best to stick to the root of the wall to Tianyuan Gate. The general of Xiaolongwei led a team of forbidden troops, and he could see his anger rising from a distance. Chen Junde sighed frequently, Qi Jianshu Leaning against the wall and hugging his arms generously, Fu Qiufeng walked through another door, listening to Qi Jianshu sneer from a distance: "I followed His Majesty's order, and His Majesty doesn't see anyone. I stopped you for your own good. Who are you today?" If you dare to break in, don't blame me for not keeping anyone under the sword."

"Absurd! Where is the imperial decree? If you can't come up with it, I will play it to His Majesty together with the military information, and punish you for falsely preaching the imperial decree!"

Fu Qiufeng didn't listen for too long, and went directly to Tingluan Palace. Feng Ji couldn't run much slower than him. He saw Rong Fen in the main hall, and he didn't know how he made it, from yesterday's radiant face to haggard and gloomy.

"Your Majesty?" Fu Qiufeng asked tentatively.

Rong Jing's lips were pale, and there was a slight crack at the corner of her lips. Her hair was loose and crooked on the couch. She raised her index finger in a gesture of shh, slowly narrowed her eyes, and threw a wine glass forcefully on the ground, slowly picking it up. some crazy smile

Footsteps gradually sounded behind him, Rong Fan hooked his fingers at him, and quietly gestured towards the door, Fu Qiufeng didn't look back, and walked forward a few steps, and Rong Fan said in a hoarse voice, "Come to me."

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