Xiao Feng looked at the word "prison" for a long time, then raised his head, looked at the boy, and then at the man in the white robe.
The man in white robe said calmly: "It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, no one can hear it, just say it."
"The word prison means that the cow is imprisoned by the treasure cover. It is the image of the prisoner of the cow. The prisoner of the cow is also the son of the dragon."
There was a gasping sound in the air.
"Absurd! What I write is Son of the Dragon. What if my followers also write this word?"
Xiao Feng smiled: "Why do you need someone to write the calligraphy test yourself? The writing methods and structures are different, and the questions asked are also different. If you want to know the result of your follower writing this character, you will spend five taels tomorrow.
Just silver."
The kid gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be confused, I'm asking you who I am, you have to be specific!"
Xiao Feng said lightly: "The word "LAO" has both the image of Prisoner Niu and the image of Pulao. Prisoner Niu is the eldest son of the dragon, and Pulao is the third son of the dragon. I heard that the first two princes of the Holy Emperor are no longer here, and the third son is
I am the eldest son of the moment. You are King Yu Zhu Zaijing."
Zhu Zaijing became angry: "You guessed it, not measured it! Yesterday you saw that I was not afraid of Zhao Wenhua, so you guessed that my identity was unusual. Today there are these Jinyi guards clearing the place, so you naturally guessed it, right?
"
Xiao Feng said with a smile: "You can suspect that I guessed it, but you have no evidence. Just say, is it right? If it is, just give me money. A gentleman's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I can keep my promise even if I am a liar, Your Majesty
You can’t be careless about it.”
Zhu Zaijing gritted his teeth, wishing he could give him a big bag just like he did to Zhu Zaizhen.
But he was a man of his word after all, and he was too embarrassed to refuse the debt in person, so he could only wave his hand with a straight face: "Zhan Yu, give him money."
The attendant glanced at Xiao Feng in surprise. He had never seen such a person before. After listening to the whole story, he didn't know whether this person was a liar or if he was really capable.
Zhan Yu took out five taels of silver and placed it on Xiao Feng's stall. The prince definitely didn't carry any money with him, and his entourage was a mobile wallet.
Qiaoqiao's eyes shone brightly, as if she could see a mountain of meat buns that she could bury herself in.
Xiao Feng picked up the money, handed over to several people, and pulled Qiaoqiao to leave.
The man in white robe said in a serious tone: "Don't talk about today's matter outside."
Xiao Feng was puzzled: "Prince Yu's identity is not a secret, can't you tell me?"
The man in white robe turned to Zhu Zaijing: "Your Highness, do you know why Your Majesty summoned you as an exception today and kept you in Xiyuan until evening?"
Zhu Zaijing said depressedly: "I was tested on my homework and asked to write an article for a whole day."
The man in white robe shook his head slightly: "Your Highness, you know that before you came, another group of people who made trouble for Xiao Feng came yesterday, but they were stopped by Zhao Wenhua. Why do you think they did?"
Zhu Zaijing was stunned, hesitated for a long time and then said: "Zhao Wenhua is so reasonable? No way, that villain..."
The man in white robe also hesitated for a while, and then seemed to make up his mind: "Before that, Zhao Wenhua went to see Yan Shifan."
Zhu Zaijing was silent. Although he was still young, his royal bloodline made him no longer a simple boy.
The man in white robe had already revealed enough information with a few simple words and had taken considerable risks.
The emperor, the father whom he never saw, was unwilling to let him complete this calligraphy test.
And Zhao Wenhua, or Yan Shifan, hopes to complete this calligraphy test himself.
Maybe, like themselves, they knew that Xiao Feng was a liar.
The result of being a liar is naturally that your stall will be smashed, and in full view of everyone.
It is not a new thing in the capital for a liar to have his stall smashed up or even beaten, but this case is different.
Because of his identity, he is the son of the emperor.
Although there are many swindlers in fortune telling, they are of the Taoist lineage after all. The emperor respects the Taoist sect and appoints himself a Taoist king. The reputation of the Taoist sect cannot be destroyed.
If Xiao Feng was smashed by Zhang Tianci and even suffered a black nose and face, neither the people nor the officials would think anything of it.
But the prince personally exposed the fortune-telling scam and smashed the stalls and beat people, which was a slap in the emperor's face.
Look, most of the Taoists you respect are liars!
There are many liars in the Taoist sect, and this matter is the emperor's new clothes. Everyone knows it, but they can't tell it, especially not the prince.
The child who pokes holes in the new clothes in the fable is definitely not the emperor's son, otherwise the emperor would not be able to bite the bullet and continue walking naked.
A backstab from a relative is the most lethal.
So this matter is like an official going to a brothel, it can be done but not said.
The common people can act openly and openly, but officials can only act secretly, otherwise disaster will be imminent.
This matter is also quite ironic. Those who can do it openly cannot afford it; those who can do it can only do it secretly.
Due to these things, Zhu Zaijing was dejected and no longer had the same vigor as when he came.
Only then did he realize that his desire to vent his anger towards his father's addiction to Taoism by exposing Xiao Feng was not only childish and ridiculous, but also very dangerous.
He raised his hands to the man in white robe and said, "Thank you, sir." He turned around and left.
Xiao Feng pulled Qiaoqiao forward, deliberately speeding up his pace and almost stopped running.
But he soon heard the footsteps behind him, neither fast nor slow, but he could never close the distance.
From the corner of his eye, he could see the white robe flying in the wind behind him, and Xiao Feng's heart sank.
When this person spoke to Zhu Zaijing just now, Xiao Feng knew something was wrong. He could have waited until Xiao Feng left to talk about these things.
But he happened to say it before Xiao Feng left. Xiao Feng already knew too much now.
Xiao Feng had no illusions about fighting this man. Not to mention his mysterious men, just by his steady pace and steady breathing, he knew that his fighting skills were no match for him.
Like Xiao Wannian, this is a man with internal strength.
Internal strength was already a legend in Xiao Feng's previous life, and those who occasionally encountered it were only superficial.
But Xiao Feng knows that internal strength is real. Although it is not as amazing as in novels and movies, it is indeed very effective in enhancing strength, speed and resistance to blows.
Xiao Wannian usually split half of the firewood with one knife, but after accumulating his luck, he could split the entire log with one knife.
Xiao Feng has seen woodcutters who specialize in chopping firewood. They are stronger than Xiao Wannian, but they can't do this.
So Xiao Feng just wanted to get home quickly. After all, Yangliu Lane was an alley where officials gathered, and no one would be so arrogant as to openly commit murder there.
When passing by the bun shop, Qiaoqiao glanced at Xiao Feng expectantly, but when she saw Xiao Feng pulling her away without looking away, she didn't dare to say anything.
The footsteps behind him stopped. Xiao Feng didn't dare to look back, so he pulled Qiaoqiao and turned into Yangliu Lane. Then he stopped pretending to be calm and ran away.
Qiaoqiao was short in stature and had short legs, so she was almost pulled up by Xiao Feng and flew up.
Qiao Niang opened the door and looked at the door. She saw Xiao Feng flying over with Qiao Qiao, running and sweating profusely. Although she didn't know what was going on, she started to panic.
The two rushed into the yard, and Qiao Niang immediately closed the door. Xiao Feng and Qiao Qiao sat down against the door, panting.
"Master, what's wrong? What happened? Qiaoqiao, tell me, let the master breathe first."
Qiaoqiao was panting harder than Xiao Feng and was speechless.
Xiao Feng took a deep breath, and just as he was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.
"Xiao Mansion, we have guests, please open the door."