Yan Feiru sneered disdainfully: "Do you really think you can trap him? However, if he really died in Changle Tower, you wouldn't be able to see that moment."
As soon as Yan Feiru finished speaking, all the officers and soldiers felt an inexplicable pressure, like falling into an ice cellar, and they felt cold in their hearts.
It was a scary, gloomy feeling, and the young man with a sweet smile in front of him seemed like an evil ghost from hell.
Not only the officers and soldiers, but also the leading scribe showed a bit of fear.
He was a very capable subordinate in front of King Cangxi, and he was also a man with some courage. He immediately suppressed the fear in his heart, turned his gaze to Fu Kaiji, who was standing next to Yan Feiru, and said coldly: "What do you want?
We are naturally very easy.
It's just that Bai Yue probably won't escape that easily. If you want to take action, just come. We serve the prince, so there's nothing to be afraid of. Bai Yue will bury us with him. But, Fu Kaiji, you have implicated innocent people, and yet you can still be there.
Do you feel at ease with this?"
Fu Kaiji calmed down, clenched his fists tightly, and finally said: "Young master, please stop."
Then he looked at the scribe and said, "I'll go back with you, and you let Bai Yue go."
Yan Feiru looked at Fu Kaiji with a bit of confusion in his eyes: "They are provoking the generals, Bai Yue will not get into trouble so easily."
Fu Kaiji was helpless and sighed: "Young master, there is no need to worry about my safety. I am very grateful to you these days. I can only repay your kindness in the next life."
It's not that I'm worried about your safety, I'm just worried about my medicine.
Yan Feiru opened his mouth, but finally said: "If you go back with them, you will definitely die."
There was a hint of wistfulness in Fu Kaiji's eyes, and he smiled bitterly and said: "As you said, I don't have long to live. It's just a matter of making my death more valuable. At least I don't want to implicate my benefactor anymore."
Yan Feiru looked at the person in front of him, frowned and said: "The Bai Mansion can save your life, are you sure you want to leave?"
He was right. It would not be a problem to protect Fu Kaiji if Yunyuan Pavilion's power was exposed, but it would be a bit troublesome after that.
Since Ye Fuxun had saved this man several times, Yan Feiru wouldn't mind saving him again.
"Even if I can be saved once, I can't be saved a second time. I can't hide in the White Mansion forever. If I go back with them and can get some kindness and peace, my life will be considered worthy. Just treat it as... just treat it as mine.
I repaid you."
Yan Feiru raised his eyebrows and said, "Whether you go or not, he won't die. If you go, he might not be happy."
Fu Kaiji scratched his head and his smile became increasingly bitter: "My benefactor has a warm heart and great compassion, but he is also a sensible person. I believe he can understand my intentions."
Seeing Yan Feiru's silence, Fu Kaiji walked out of the pavilion and stood in front of the scribe: "Let's go, I'll go back with you."
The scribe nodded with satisfaction: "You know the current affairs."
Then, he waved his hand: "Take him away."
The officers and soldiers swarmed forward, handcuffed Fu Kaiji, and pushed him away from the Bai Mansion.
Yan Feiru looked at the yard with indifferent eyes as it suddenly became empty. The medicine on the side had not been finished yet. It was steaming and smelling of medicine. He was inexplicably irritated.
Not long after, Qin Wenshi came to the Bai Mansion and said to Yan Feiru: "Master Yan, does the young master need our help?"
Because Ye Fuxun had promised before that if he couldn't contact her, he would come to Bai Mansion to find Yan Feiru.
Yan Feiru continued to sit down and eat, while saying: "No, she can come back safely, you can go back."
"yes."
In Changle Tower, there are music, music, and dancing, and all kinds of music are really nice to hear.
However, none of the guests were focused on having fun.
Sitting on the brocade couch was a middle-aged man, tall and handsome, calm and dignified.
I think it was the Cangxi King, Tuoba Haoyan.
As soon as Tuoba Yuze entered, he stepped forward and said to Tuoba Hao: "Uncle Three Kings! What are you doing!"
Tuoba Haoyan waved his hand, and all the officers and soldiers retreated. With a smile on his face, he said: "I heard that you guys have made an appointment to come to Changle Building for a gathering.
I came here in advance and booked the place, and met this little friend Bai Yue to see what kind of talent he was. My two nephews were full of praise. Now that I saw it, it was really a dragon.
Zhang Fengzi is extremely handsome."
Ye Fuxun frowned and did not salute. He just chuckled and said, "So the third prince invites people in such a grand way? Bai Yue has learned a lot."
Tuoba Yuze was not that easy to fool. The posture of the officers and soldiers just now was clearly to detain the prisoner: "Yes! Bai Yue is the guest of Brother Wang, me, and Song Juming. Uncle Third King, how can you treat him like this.
"
Unexpectedly, Tuoba Haoyan actually stood up and bowed slightly, saying softly: "I'm sorry, this is just a temporary measure."
The attitude is astonishing.
Looking at the image of King Cangxi in the eyes of the younger generation, it is quite good. After all, Tuoba Yuze's attitude towards King Cangxi can be seen.
He pointed to the round table beside him, looked at Ye Fuxun and said with a smile: "Little friend Bai, please sit down."
Ye Fuxun didn't know anything about the White Mansion, but he was wary of the smiling prince in front of him. Now he couldn't act arrogantly on his territory, so he had to sit down with Tuoba Yuze.
The maid brought up the jug. Tuoba Haoyan stood up and took the jug, waved the maid away, and poured wine for Ye Fuxun and Tuoba Yuze. He said at the same time: "I have prepared a small amount of wine to express my apology.
Please don’t be weird, little friend Bai."
Tuoba Yuze held the wine glass but did not drink. Naturally, he did not believe that his uncle, the Third King, would harm him, but the same could not be said for Bai Yue beside him.
He watched Bai Yue pick up the wine glass and winked at Bai Yue crazily.
However, although Ye Fuxun noticed Tuoba Yuze's expression, he still drank the wine in the glass without changing his expression.
She was not afraid of the poison in the wine, but she was not a good drinker. As soon as the wine entered her throat, it drove the spiritual energy in her body and dissipated most of the alcoholism.
Tuoba Yuze's heart was in his throat, but King Cangxi was nearby and did not dare to drag Ye Fuxun to find the imperial doctor.
Tuoba Haoyan looked at Ye Fuxun, laughed when he saw this, and said: "Little friend Bai is so brave, aren't you afraid that this is a Hongmen banquet, and you will get drunk after drinking?"
Ye Fuxun put down his wine glass and said calmly: "Bai believes that the prince, the majestic King of Cangxi, controls the royal power of Cangzhou, and would not use such despicable methods on me, a little person."
Tuoba Yuze felt relieved and nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right, how could Uncle Third King be such a person."
Tuoba Haoyan ignored his nephew, only looked at Ye Fulun thoughtfully, and chuckled for a while: "Ha... It's clearly a compliment, but it has a derogatory meaning. What a sharp-tongued mouth.
I heard that Mr. Bai is a well-educated man and well-read in poetry and literature, why would he accept prisoners from the imperial court?"