Qin Fengchang laughed for a moment, then put away the joke and said seriously.
"The fourth brother also knows that I like to study at Xixin Pavilion. Recently, I accidentally discovered some unofficial history and essays in a corner of the highest level of the pavilion. They recorded some deeds from the founding period of the Great Wei Dynasty. There are more than a hundred kinds of things, and the Wang family's changes only account for a small part."
"And I discovered an incredible phenomenon. The Pavilion Master seemed to care about these things very much. In many places in these unofficial history and biography, the records are written by the Pavilion Master. The details seem to be like having experienced them personally. You also know that in terms of handwriting, I will never admit my mistakes."
"It's not harmful to reason, but my previous suspicion about the founding emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty was found in these essays. The original words of the Pavilion Master were: The First Emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty, plotting to usurp the throne!"
"The Pavilion Master said so firmly, but maybe it's true."
Shang Zhengyu couldn't get used to the elegant tea, so he simply took off the green bamboo wine barrel around his waist and started drinking it gulp, not because of anything else, but just to suppress the horror in his heart.
Qin Feng was not in a hurry because when he saw this note, he was even worse than Shang Zhengyu. He even sat on the ground and finally came to his senses for a long time. After Shang Zhengyu drank this sip of wine, Qin Feng pretended to be slow and continued:
"Fourth brother, although we are known as the Seven Sons of Fengyue, in addition to the elder sister, a few of us grew up in Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion, just joining it sooner or later. After all, we join this Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion to get each need, either fame or profit, gold and silver wealth, or martial arts secrets. For example, I can say very clearly that I joined Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion for the miscellaneous books in the Clean Heart Pavilion."
"But for so many years, you and I have joined Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion, let alone others, even you and I have never met the Pavilion Master, even if you and I have never met it, everything is passed down by my elder sister. Are you not interested in the Pavilion Master's origin at all?"
Having said this, both of them stopped, not because of others, but because Shang Zhengyu was staring at Qin Feng tightly, his eyes firmly!
"Lao Liu, if you are still my sixth brother, it is best not to mention these things again."
"Did you forget what the first rule that my elder sister taught us when we first entered the pavilion?"
"In Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion, you cannot guess the identity of the Pavilion Master!"
Qin Feng was shocked by Shang Zhengyu's aggressive gaze, and could only show a bitter smile and bow and bow:
"Fourth brother, can't it be okay to be considered as the sixth brother wrong? Qin Feng will not dare to do it in the future."
Shang Zhengyu looked at Qin Feng's solemn appearance and then put away the frost on his face and said in a deep voice.
"Sixth brother, I don't worry about the other people among the seven people, but you are the ones that everyone is most worried about. You are too playful, and sometimes you have to restrain yourself."
"This is the biggest taboo in the pavilion. You must not take risks with yourself, otherwise once the Fengyue Vowed Killing Post is released, you will not be able to escape the end of being crushed to pieces. Don't forget how Lao Ba died."
Shang Zhengyu patted Qin Feng’s shoulder three times, one by one, one heavier, and this is to warn him not to try his own life!
"Don't worry, Brother Fourth, I remember it."
Qin Feng stood up and bowed to Shang Zhengyu, not for anything else, just because the fourth brother was sincerely considering him.
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In the southwest of Zhuozhou, a pair of 300 infantry soldiers were moving forward, with several tall horses in front. The person above was Su Zhen, the chief guard of the third prince of the capital.
I saw a horse running from afar behind the team, with a commander above it. He walked to Su Zhen and tied the reins, immediately turned over and dismounted the horse and said loudly.
"General, we have received a tip. Cao Yinglong was chased by Tu Renxiong in the north of Zhuozhou. He was rescued by the people from Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion. He is now recuperating in Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion in Yuzhou City."
"Okay, hahahaha, if you survive the disaster, you will have good fortune! General Cao Yinglong is indeed a lucky person and a god. It's great. Brothers, follow me to speed up and go to Yuzhou City to welcome General Cao back to Beijing!"
After saying that, the team immediately accelerated the marching speed. It seems that Su Zhen will meet with Cao Yinglong tomorrow afternoon. At that time, there will be an army escort. Even if the eldest prince wants to send someone to do it again, he will need to consider it.
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There were 20 or 30 people standing in a courtyard not far from Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion. They were all wearing night clothes, carrying steel knives and black cloth covering their faces. They all had good skills in their bodies when they walked. They communicated privately in groups of three or three, and the most they heard from their words were only three words:
Cao Yinglong!
A man in black pushed open the yard and ran in. He felt like he was having good light skills at a glance. He pushed open the door of the main room and immediately knelt on one knee and said, "
"Report, sir, Su Zhen's three hundred-step armored soldiers are expected to arrive in Yuzhou City tomorrow afternoon. The eldest prince ordered us to act quickly and we cannot let the two sides turn!"
"Yeah, I got it."
A middle-aged man in a night clothes sitting in the center of the living room waved his hand and pulled his hand away, looking around and whispered:
"Supporting troops for a thousand days, using troops for a while, I, Meilin Qike, have been pampering since I joined the command of the eldest prince. I have no letter of promising. At this moment, the eldest prince has handed us such an important task. Brothers must work together and must not slackew."
The middle-aged man in charge had a black iron folding fan that was more than two feet long. It was his unique weapon. The six people on both sides also had their own strengths, either carrying swords, holding powerful crossbows, holding silver spears, long whips on the waist, holding steel forks, or wearing double swords on the waist. It counted exactly seven types.
"Brother, don't worry, our Meilin Qikes are also a famous killer in the world. They have never missed it for so many years. Although Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion claims to have the seventh son of Fengyue, and killing is prohibited in the building, it seems no big deal in my opinion. As long as we sneak in, Cao Yinglong's head is still easy to capture!"
The swordsman with a sword on his back was sitting on the lower right hand of the Iron Fan Guest, who was supposed to be the second-rank among the seven Meilin guests.
"We can't take it lightly, but the eldest prince arranged twenty-seven good soldiers in the army to accompany us. As long as we use it properly and use them as bait to attract the people from Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion, we can then take action secretly, and we can succeed in one fell swoop."
Chapter completed!