Training Tai Sui

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Throwing aside the materials that Yang Guang had worked so hard to collect, Qin Feng said casually: "The matter of Ah Wu and my being intercepted may not be the work of the prince."

"Who else could it be if it wasn't him?" Yang Guang gritted his teeth with hatred, and said angrily: "It is absolutely impossible for people outside the palace to know about the relationship between Zeng Liang and that servant. Ajun and Axiu are still young, although they usually It's a little ridiculous in the palace, but they don't have the money to support any dead soldiers. They have enemies with us, and they can arrange people in the palace to assassinate Ah Wu, and even send people to intercept you. Apart from him, I can't think of anyone else able to do these things.”

Qin Feng fiddled with the fishing rod in his hand, skillfully hung the fish and insects on the hook, and said with a smile: "Da Sui is very big, inside and outside the palace, who knows what people are thinking, make bold assumptions, carefully verify, don't Blindfolded by what's in front of you."

Yang Guang didn't understand these vague words, he was a little puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty and the Empress dote on Ah-Wu. If it was really the Prince's doing, how could Your Majesty not show anything?"

Even in an ordinary family, if the elder brother bullied the younger sister, the parents would have to warn them, but Yang Jian didn't say anything, which proved that Yang Yong had little to do with this matter, at least he didn't order anyone to do it.

"Again, do you think the prince is stupid?"

Yang Guang shook his head, Yang Yong may not be very smart, but he is definitely not a fool.

"Since all the evidence points to the crown prince directly or indirectly, how stupid would someone be to do such a thing? Besides, even if the crown prince is extremely stupid, aren't his staff all idiots?"

The literati recruited by Yang Yong may not have much ability, but they are absolutely no strangers to conspiracies and tricks, and they will definitely not give Yang Yong such a bad idea, or watch him jump into the fire pit.

"Then who else?"

Yang Guang was depressed. He tried his best to collect evidence, but was denied by Qin Feng in one sentence. This feeling is not good.

"Master, someone posted a post for you."

Qin Lang rushed to the small river with a strange expression on his face, and handed an envelope to Qin Feng.

"Whose post?"

Qin Feng was a little surprised. Han Qinhu and Wu Jianzhang had already rushed back to the front line. Xiao Mahe hid at home and pretended to be quail. Other acquaintances didn't need to post any posts at all, so who could it be?

Reaching out to take the post, Qin Feng only glanced at it, his eyes suddenly widened, almost falling out of his eyeballs.

Even when Qin Feng received the imperial decree to go to Nanchen, Yang Guang kept a calm face. Yang Guang had never seen Qin Feng like this, so he asked curiously, "Brother Ziyu, who is it?"

Handing over the post casually, Qin Feng said helplessly, "Your elder brother."

Yang Guang accepted the post with a look of astonishment, and saw that the name of Prince Yang Yong was really written on it, and immediately felt like seeing the Arabian Nights.

"Brother Ziyu, I'll go with you and see what he dares!"

Yang Guang is angry, you can't tell the truth, even if you are the prince, you have to make some sense, right?

"No need." Qin Feng shook his head, and said calmly: "Since the crown prince dares to post a post for me, he will definitely not take action."

Qin Feng is still holding the title of a hero now, but if Yang Yong is not an idiot, he will not treat Qin Feng in the open, otherwise Yang Jian will definitely not let him go.

...

When the lanterns first came on, the guests in the Guiyan Tower seemed extremely lively.

Qin Feng rode his horse downstairs, and a sturdy man strode forward and asked, "But Mr. Qin in person?"

Qin Feng nodded, and said generously: "It is Qin."

Qin Lang stared at the man, his aura surged, and he didn't intend to show weakness at all.

The feeling of being stared at by a fierce tiger made the sturdy man look at Qin Lang, and said with a smile: "As expected of a fierce general of the Northern Qi Dynasty, let's have a drink later."

Qin Lang didn't answer, but took a half step forward to protect Qin Feng's side, ensuring that he could make a move immediately.

Qin Feng smiled slightly and said: "Uncle Lang, relax, I still want to see what delicious food His Royal Highness ordered tonight, so don't waste it."

As if he was afraid that Qin Lang would not understand, Qin Feng explained: "Eat what you should, don't think about it, His Royal Highness is lenient, nothing will happen."

It's not that Qin Feng puts a high hat on Yang Yong. Yang Yong does have a good reputation for tolerance, but unfortunately this reputation is more like saying that he is weak and can be bullied.

But don't look at Qin Feng's words are very beautiful, but he has no bottom in his heart. If Yang Yong really wants to do something, just relying on him and Qin Lang, I'm afraid it will be...

The sturdy man smiled and said: "As expected of Mr. Qin, who rode alone to send Nan Chen, ten times stronger than Gan Luo, with this courage, he will finally bow down to you. Please go upstairs."

"Master!"

Qin Lang felt a dangerous aura from this man, he dared to conclude that this man must have killed people, and there were quite a few.

"Someone will accompany you up."

Qin Feng shook his head, meaning to say: "This is the foot of the Son of Heaven."

Qin Lang nodded and stayed downstairs, but he was sitting next to the stairs, ready to kill at any time.

The second floor is empty today, and the lanterns hanging on the wall reflect a light red.

Qin Feng thought of the previous meeting with Yang Yong, but this time there was no shopkeeper to greet him.

"This restaurant belongs to the Yuan family."

A slightly familiar voice came, Qin Feng turned around, and saw the handsome face of Prince Yang Yong.

Yang Yong came striding forward, carrying a scent that children of aristocratic families often have on his body, which made Qin Feng feel the urge to cover his nose.

Yuan Family, Crown Princess?

Qin Feng understood a little bit. For Prince Yang Yong, he certainly could not and would not dare to open a restaurant by himself, but the Yuan family's property was actually not much different from his own.

Pushing open a door casually, Yang Yong strode in.

Qin Feng followed closely behind, but as soon as he sat down, the waiters filed in one by one, and put out delicious food one after another.

Bear's paw, lamb, squab, quail, and even a plate of Qin Feng's favorite crab, a total of [-] dishes were put on the table like flowing water.

"I heard that Mr. Qin invented the table and the crab?"

Ever since the tables and chairs were brought into the palace by Yang Guang, the whole Daxing City has been thoroughly spread, and anyone with a family background will have a few sets. As for the small case and the bed, they have long been thrown into the trash.

As for the claws and teeth of the crab, not many people can accept it, and only Yang Guang in the entire palace eats this thing.

"Qin is a lazy person, coupled with his greedy mouth, he likes to tinker with these unworthy things."

"Mr. Qin is modest."

Yang Yong's smile is really contagious. If there is no previous mess, with this kind smile, Qin Feng will definitely be willing to make such a friend.

"Hundreds of poems after a wine fight, poems can win the city, ten times that of Gan Luo, Mr. Qin's name, let alone Nanchen, can be counted as a famous name in the whole world."

"It's just a false name."

Qin Feng smiled slightly, and took out a wine bottle like a magic trick, opened the lid and said: "If I remember correctly, Confucian disciples don't like me, the prince is like this, isn't he afraid..."