Not long after, the four doors opened wide, and a middle-aged man in green robe with a white face and beard came out leading a group of officials, and said with a smile: "I don't know the coming of the son, but I am far away, please forgive me!"
Feng Zhi greeted them with a smile, staring at the handsome and pedantic supreme ruler of Longxi who looked like a three-inch old pedant—it was these soft hands that ordered people to draw their portraits? It's just this mouth that doesn't look special, and wants to swallow two imperial envoys in one go, and one of them is the current prince and prince
Looking at the chief minister who caused himself and Ning Yi to live in Jiyang Mountain and almost lost his life, Feng Zhi smiled more cordially and happily.
He Lianzheng stared at Shen Xuru, wanting to follow Feng Zhiwei's repeated instructions to show the mask and face-changing skills that Han people are good at, but when he saw that well-maintained round face, he remembered that he found it in the ancient temple of Jiyang Mountain. When Feng Zhiwei was in a state of distress, covered in blood and mud, her long and short hair was burnt, and the sudden burst of ecstasy in her usually calm eyes when she saw them for the first time, he was so sad that he couldn't speak at that time.
Thinking of these things, he couldn't complete the difficult task that Feng Zhiwei had given him, and his fists under his sleeves were clenched loudly.
Feng Zhiwei stepped forward, bumped him away calmly with a shoulder, went up first to greet Shen Xuru, but on the surface, He Lianzheng was the most respected, and only others could salute him, so he just had to look up. Humph, it's enough to express the dignity and arrogance of the son, which he was very good at before meeting Feng Zhiwei, but now he just returned to his old profession.
Meanwhile, Shen Xuru looked suspiciously at the masked Ning Yi who got out of the car, Feng Zhiwei calmly introduced, "This is Shizi's friend, from Longnan, let's go home together to visit relatives."
Shen Xuru said "Oh" without thinking too much, he held Feng Zhiwei's arm and said with a smile: "It's rare for the prince and Brother Tao to come to visit, so we must stay for a while. The scenery of Fengzhou is still worth seeing."
"Naturally." Feng Zhiwei squinted her eyes, "I won't leave until I see what I want to see."
The two laughed at each other, Shen Xuru let He Lianzheng go ahead, and he and Feng Zhiwei walked arm in arm, Shen Junxin, Liu Shenshu and a group of officials from the Buzheng's Mansion followed with a smile on their faces.
Feng Zhiwei notices that the chief envoy's yamen is very well guarded, with almost three steps, one post and five steps, one sentry. It seems that Shen Xuru couldn't chase and kill the two of them, and he feels very guilty.
Walking all the way to a Nuan Pavilion in the backyard, Feng Zhiwei looked up at the plaque and said with a smile: "Tingsheng Pavilion... good words!"
Shen Xuru smiled smugly, it seemed that it was written by himself, "Please!"
"please!"
Everyone entered the Nuan Pavilion, Feng Zhiwei was still holding Shen Xuru's arm, with a look of flattery on his face, all the officials in the yamen laughed to himself that this supervisory censor was a bit hesitant, Shen Xuru's smile was a little unnatural, but he didn't say anything.
"My lord, the place where the government office is located, with clear water in the front and green hills in the back, is really a treasure land of geomantic omen!" Feng Zhiwei smiled as he walked.
Shen Xuru was about to say a few words of modesty, when he accidentally turned his head and saw He Lianzheng's Ba Biao following up in the Nuan Pavilion, and was about to dissuade him in a daze, when Feng Zhiwei next to him continued to smile and said: "My lord is buried here , it must not be in vain!"
As soon as the words fell, Liu Shenzhi, who was following behind quickly, changed his expression, and slid up and wanted to escape, but the colorful light flashed golden light, and eight long whips rushed out, intertwined into a net in an instant, tightly They caught him and Shen Junxin firmly.
He Lianzheng kicked the door of the Nuan Pavilion shut.
With a flick of his sleeve, Gu Nanyi brushed a military officer who wanted to rush out to the wall and hung it.
Feng Zhiwei's sword had already slammed into Shen Xuru's back, and Ning Yi had arrived in front of Shen Xuru at some point, "looking" at him calmly with his hands behind his back.
"You—you..." The series of changes took only an instant, and most people hadn't reacted yet. Shen Junxin's complexion was pale, and he stammered loudly but couldn't speak.
"We thank you for escorting us all the way, and helping us to enter the chief minister's office unimpededly, thank you, thank you." Feng Zhiwei turned to look at him kindly, "Please allow me to re-introduce myself, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, the imperial envoy of the Nanhai Road Ship Affairs Department , Wei Zhi."
Shen Xuru, who had been restrained with a pale face and didn't seem to have recovered, trembled when he heard this name.
A councilor who didn't know the inside story said loudly: "Master Wei, what are you doing..."
"What are we going to do, you can ask Master Shen." This time it was Ning Yi who spoke, and he walked slowly to Shen Xuru's front, facing him, and took off his mask.
"My king, Ning Yi."
The whole room was shocked and lost their voices, Shen Xuru's body trembled even more, and he gritted his teeth for a while and said: "I don't know that the prince is here, and I'm being rude, but what is the prince doing..."
"Snapped!"
He Lianzheng, who couldn't bear it any longer, slapped out a dozen of his teeth.
Ning Yi, with a pale face and disgusted eyes, said calmly amidst Shen Xuru's howls: "What am I doing?... Kill you."
"You can't kill me!" Shen Xuru knew that he had fallen into the hands of the people, but he was still struggling with the last hope, "There are thousands of guards in my mansion! You can't get out even if you kill me by lynching! If you are guilty, you should be escorted to Beijing for trial at Dali Temple. Even if you are a prince, you can kill the officials of the frontier without authorization... "
"Chi."
The knife was too fast, the blood couldn't spurt out for a while, and the words were too fast, so that after the knife entered the heart, there was still time to finish saying, "Guilty."
The silence just now has become a dead silence, even the sound of breathing is frozen there, everyone's eyes are fixed and their faces are as white as dead people. It is impossible to imagine that the highest authority in the province, the chief minister who called the wind and rain in Longxi, was stabbed to death lightly like this. Only He Lianzheng's hearty laughter echoed in the cabinet regardless.
"Haha, Shengsheng Pavilion, Standing Corpse Pavilion!"
Shen Xuru's body went limp, Feng Zhiwei threw his body down in disgust, and it sounded like a sack as it fell.
"Yes, even if there is a heinous crime, with your status, it is impossible to kill you quickly. You will be wrapped in yellow silk and escorted to Beijing. You will enter Dali Temple and wait for the long trial process. During this process In the past, all kinds of intricate relationship networks you have made in the past, and the various forces in Beijing that you have relied on will be stirred up by you, and you will voluntarily or involuntarily run to defend you, and you have enough strength and money to defend you. Support this kind of consumption... In the end, maybe Zhan Lijue will become the prisoner, and you can wait for a chance of amnesty to make a comeback..." Ning Yi slowly wiped his hands with a snow-white brocade handkerchief, and threw it onto Shen Xuru's full face. With a horrified face, "So, you should die now."