The person who came in was named Lin Feng.
He is burly and looks very strong, showing the demeanor of a general.
The bearded face was solemn, with the majesty and loyalty of a foolish general. Despite the dark skin, the scar on his forehead was clearly visible. gas. There was even more ruthlessness in those dark eyes.
Holding the long sword that has been in his hand all year round, he bowed to Wen Panshi.
"General."
But did not get a response!
As soon as Wen Panshi came in, his face was full of displeasure, and after a while, he said, "Lieutenant General Lin, do you know what you did wrong?"
"Subordinates don't know."
"Who gave you an order to kill someone?" Even though the voice was low, it was strong and powerful.
Lin Feng, "No one has given an order."
"boom!"
Wen Panshi slapped the table and stood up, stepped forward in two or three steps, and quickly pulled the sword out of his hand, only to see a silver light streaking through the air, and in the blink of an eye, the sword was aimed at Lin Feng's case.
Just a tiny difference, it will be inserted into his throat.
"father!"
Wen Xian got up immediately and wanted to stop it.
I saw Wen Panshi holding the sword and aiming it at Lin Feng's neck. He didn't mean to withdraw the sword at all. He flipped his wrist up, and the sword moved along with it, which made people sweat.
"Do you know that?" Roar asked.
Lin Feng didn't mean to hide, but raised his chin, "This subordinate made a mistake, he should be punished, the general can kill if he wants to."
cowardly!
"Although I watched you grow up, I also promised that your father would take care of you, but a mistake is a mistake, and I will never tolerate it."
"Could it be that the dog emperor is right?"
"you… "
"He killed my father, and the father's debt is repaid. I want him to taste the pain of bereavement too!"
The next moment, Wen Panshi picked up the sword and stabbed his thigh fiercely.
Flesh pierced, blood spilled.
He fell to one knee in pain.
Kneeling in front of Wen Panshi.
"You are the only one left in the Lin family. Your father held my hand before he died, and asked me to raise you as an adult and return to the master in the future, but you almost disrupted the whole plan because of personal revenge. Do you know that your hand It's not only you who holds the life of one person, but also the lives of those 100,000 soldiers, how do you let your father rest his eyes?"
Although he was reprimanding, but Wen Panshi had tears in his eyes.
Lin Feng lowered his head and said nothing.
"If you can kill the dog emperor's son today, that's all, but your people almost killed the little prince!"
Uh!
He raised his head suddenly, "Impossible, I have given an order not to hurt the little prince."
"The bloody battle is chaotic, and there is never a single word that death is death, and life is alive. If the little prince dies, all of us have no need to live, do you understand?"
Lin Feng was stunned!
Hanging his head, he slammed his fists on the ground, "General, it's your subordinate's fault. I promise that this kind of thing will never happen again. You punish me."
Wen Panshi's original anger dissipated, and he said with a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, fortunately, the little prince is fine."
After speaking, he sighed heavily, and after a long time—
Handed the sword in his hand to Lin Feng.
"Get up."
Lin Feng raised his head, his stubborn eyes finally restrained a little, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the sword, stabbed the ground hard, got up, and slid the sword into the hilt!
Wen Panshi sat back in his seat, "This matter is so big, I think King Rong must have started to investigate. You must do it cleanly, and you must not let them find out anything."
"Yes."
"Okay, hurry up and don't attract attention."
Lin Feng cupped his hands at him and went out.
However, not long after he went out, Wen Xian followed him.
"You did act a little recklessly today. I know you have always wanted to avenge your father, but you can't be in a hurry. We have waited for so many years, and now the little prince has also found it, and it is not far from the big plan. Now this There is absolutely no way to go wrong.”
Lin Feng didn't look at him, and continued to walk in front of the secret passage, "You better take good care of yourself, you have been like a puppet these past few years."
Uh!
Wen Xian suddenly stopped.
When there was no sound around, Lin Feng realized that he had said the wrong thing, and turned to Wen Xian with a sad face, "Don't take what you said just now, I didn't mean it."
"It's okay, it's been so many years anyway."
"Yeah, you should let it go too."
He smiled lightly, "Who has never done a few bastards in their life."
Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, don't give it away, I'm leaving,"
then left.
Wen Xian stood in the same place, in the dark tunnel, only the candles placed every few meters next to him, the light of the fire was faintly reflected on his face, such a gentle-looking man, since the incident three years ago, he has been facing all day long. Depressed and unhappy, it has been a long time since I heard his hearty laughter.
He reached out and touched the flute in his hand, and then slowly slipped it onto the hanging jade pendant. After grinding it for a long time, his face became heavier and heavier.
…
Early the next morning, Zuo Yao rushed over and learned what happened last night. His heart was beating in his throat, and he was uneasy along the way, for fear that the Buddha would be injured.
After all, the black gauze cap on his head and his life are hanging. If something happens to Jingrong, the court will investigate him, and he will surely die.
Can you not panic
But when Jing Rong was still alive and kicking, his heart finally settled down.
"My lord, Xiaguan must send more people to find the person who assassinated. It's Xiaguan's fault that Wang Ye was assassinated."
His voice trembled.
Jing Rong was fiddling with a few bamboos he just cut down in the yard, and holding a knife to sharpen the burrs on it, after a while, it became slippery.
He held it in his hand and rubbed it back and forth until he felt satisfied that the hand was no longer cut.
He glanced at Zuo Yao who was standing next to him, "Lord Zuo, you don't need to take everything on yourself. This matter has nothing to do with your imperial yamen. This king will handle it yourself. You just need to do the disaster relief money."
"Yes, that... The lord asked Xiaguan to find out the records of the merchants who have passed through the Yufu in recent years, and Xiaguan also sorted it out overnight."
As he said that, he handed over the book prepared in his sleeve.
Jing Rong took it, flipped it over, and closed it again, "You go back first, if something happens, this king will notify you."
Without giving him a chance to speak, Jing Rong threw him the back of his head.
He went to Ji Yunshu and gave her the bamboo that he had sharpened. "In the past few days, I have asked Zijin to teach you some self-defense techniques. You can use bamboo as a sword and practice hard."
"I won't." She refused outright, "It's okay if I want to take a knife and open it up, but I'm a little embarrassed to practice martial arts."
First of all, she is not that material!
Second, she has hard bones!
Can't practice.