Although the temper of the master was a little weird, Shen Junxin and Liu Canyi couldn't help but be moved. With such a unique master, it would be twice the result with half the effort to do the job assigned by the chief minister.
The two looked at each other, remembering that Mr. Shen was anxious about those two Jiangyang thieves recently, and his heart was burning for making meritorious deeds, so Shen Junxin took out two pieces of paper from his bosom and pushed them to Feng Zhiwei, "My lord, it is these two people. He is omnipotent, and he is good at cheating with his eloquent tongue. The Chief Minister has explained that these two people must not be given a chance to speak. I wonder if Lord Yi can... "
Feng Zhiwei picked up the portrait of Ning Yi, and praised, "It's so realistic! Look at the sly eyebrows, look at the wretched expression. One look at it, you can tell that it is indeed a sinister and treacherous gangster full of crimes. Looking at it makes people feel full of righteous indignation." All Zhang, Master Shen, don’t worry, it’s my duty to use evil to eradicate evil!"
Ning Yi leaned over, picked up another portrait of Feng Zhiwei, "looked at it" seriously, and said with a smile: "Yes, the painting is really realistic, look at the narrow nose and pea-like eyes, look at the eight-character mountain eyebrow, you can tell it just by looking at it." Sure enough, he is a traitor who is omnipotent, cunning and deceitful, and it makes people feel angry and outrageous when he looks at it."
Feng Zhiwei is holding his portrait, he is holding Feng Zhiwei's portrait, the two look at each other gently, smiling sweetly.
The woman who pays attention to her appearance can't help staring at the half-like portrait, thinking which bastard painted the portrait, obviously my nose is much higher and my eyes are much bigger!
The man with ulterior motives, taking advantage of the fact that the woman who valued her appearance was still struggling with the distortion of her appearance, blocked it with a portrait, and quietly pushed over the cup of tea that she had just spit on.
The woman who valued her appearance was angry in her heart, she put down the portrait and drank the tea in front of her angrily.
After drinking it, I found the man next to me was holding a cup of tea, his brows and eyes were dazzled with a smile, his eyes full of ambiguity.
Feng Zhiwei was a little confused, thinking that this person was pointing at Sang, scolding Huai and insinuating just now, how could he be swayed in the blink of an eye, so he ignored him, handed both portraits to Young Master Gu, and said with a smile: "Lord Yi, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Young Master Gu looked down, grabbed a chicken leg and dipped it in the sauce, and painted the eyebrows of Feng Zhiwei's picture.
Feng Zhiwei watched with tears in her eyes, thinking that my family, Gu Xiaodai, is caring and able to face up to the beauty of my appearance, unlike some people who have long eyeballs that are just decorations.
Immediately, Young Master Gu looked at Ning Yi's portrait again, and poked the chicken leg fiercely in a gesture full of disgust.
With a "pop", the chicken leg passed through the portrait, and Ning Yi's face was shattered into pieces...
He Lianzheng's eyebrows fluttered, and he felt as if his face had also been poked viciously.
Feng Zhiwei looked at Ning Yi who was still sipping tea and didn't know what happened, and smiled happily.
"Master Shen, don't worry, this matter is on our shoulders. Since we are bothering you here, we must do our best." Feng Zhiwei yawned again, and Liu Shenyi and Shen Junxin immediately said goodbye.
"I am ordered by the emperor to supervise Longxi Road." Feng Zhiwei seemed to have just remembered, and said with a smile, "Jiyang has already seen it, it is very good, the people are stable, and there are plenty of granaries. I want to ask for a reward from the Futai adults."
Shen Junxin's expression changed. She didn't know whether she was talking about herself or the prefect Peng. After all, it was not him who had been governing Jiyang.
"Furthermore, how to write this booklet needs to be discussed with Lord Shen." Feng Zhiwei looked back and smiled, "So I have to ask the two adults, the son is going to Fengzhou in two days, and he must meet Lord Shen. Are you staying?" Are you here, or are you going with us?"
Both of them were overjoyed, thinking how could they not be present when they wrote the book for their own merits? Besides, receiving the prince well and supervising the censor are also credits, so how can you not ask for credit in front of the chief minister? Hastily said: "Since the son is going to Fengzhou, the officials and others will naturally escort him."
"Okay, very good." Feng Zhiwei answered quickly, "Since you are going to Fengzhou with your son soon, there is no need to rush to take care of the affairs here, I think it is better for the prefect Peng to take over temporarily, and I will wait for my brother to check. Clear up his guilt, impeach him on the table, and let the imperial court issue an approval document to remove him, so that he can give an explanation to the local elders."
Shen Junxin was stunned, vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this statement, but he couldn't think of anything wrong. Just after hesitating, Ning Yi said calmly: "Master Shen will hand it over when Fengzhou comes back. It's not good if you can't throw it away in a hurry."
When he said this, Shen Junxin's heart shuddered. Thinking of Peng Zhifu's local people, he nodded again and again. He squinted at Ning Yi with a bit of guessing in his eyes, although He Lianzheng never introduced who this man was. , it seems that he is just a follower, but Shen Junxin, a veteran official, just feels that this man who has been drinking tea lightly and not eating much, is not only as imposing as anyone present, but even worse.
Maybe it was some official from Weibo who didn't like to reveal his identity, he pulled Liu Shenyi, arranged for someone to take Feng Zhiwei and others to rest, and retreated carefully.
Previously, Zhifu Peng only arranged a courtyard for everyone, and there was no time to divide the rooms. There are four rooms in this courtyard, and each person can sleep in one room, but now Zhiwei Feng dares to let Ning Yi sleep alone? He hesitated whether to ration He Lianzheng to him or Young Master Gu. As soon as he turned to He Lianzheng, Shizi began to smile and take off his boots.
Ning Yi and Feng Zhiwei immediately said in unison: "Helian, you sleep alone."
Feng Zhiwei tried to turn to Young Master Gu again, and Young Master Gu held up the oil-soaked portrait of Ning Yi with a hole poked by a chicken leg.
Feng Zhiwei immediately said bluntly: "Brother Gu, you also sleep alone."
He Lianzheng protested, "No, either I will sleep with my aunt or I will sleep with His Highness."
"I don't want to be the first person in the Tiansheng Dynasty to be smoked to death by boots." Ning Yi unequivocally refused.
"How many prairie women spent a lot of money to get me a boot!" He Lianzheng was not convinced.
"Your aunt will never be your prairie mother-in-law."
"Not my prairie woman, nor your princess!" He Lianzheng retorted, "A man who has been slept by so many women!"