"Eunuch Jin, I'm not talking nonsense." The soldier said helplessly, "Look, we haven't even seen a hair on the eldest prince's head after so long."
"Yeah, well, if you look for it like this, you still don't know when it will be found."
Some people wanted to ask Yang Xu, but Zhao Jin was not there. Yang Xu was currently the eldest among them.
But since Zhao Jin disappeared, Yang Xu spoke less.
"Keep looking." Yang Xu whispered three words in a low voice.
Feng Wupeng leaned against the tree and secretly glanced at Yang Xu several times.
After a long time, Feng Wupeng stood up and said casually: "I'm going to relieve myself."
After Feng Wupeng left, Yang Xu glanced at where Feng Wupeng was sitting, stood up, and walked in the direction Feng Wupeng left.
Everyone didn't pay attention, just thinking that they were both about to relieve themselves.
Feng Wupeng deliberately walked farther away. He looked around to make sure there was no one, and then took out a small whistle.
"呲呲!"
A short whistle sounded, and soon a pigeon flew down from the sky.
It's a homing pigeon!
Feng Wupeng rolled up a small piece of paper and tied it to the pigeon's foot.
As soon as you loosen your hands, the pigeon will fly again.
Feng Wupeng's face just showed a smile.
"Snapped!"
The pigeon suddenly fell down, and Feng Wupeng's expression changed.
Immediately afterwards, a strong wind hit from behind. Feng Wupeng turned sideways to avoid it, but the opponent was too fast!
Within a few moments, Feng Wupeng was pinned down.
"Yang Xu!"
Yang Xu looked very calm and responded, then took out the rope from his arms and tied Feng Wupeng tightly.
"Yang Xu, we have something to discuss." Feng Wupeng stared at Yang Xu closely, trying to persuade him.
Yang Xu bent down to pick up the carrier pigeon and took off the note tied to the pigeon's foot. "If there is anything, tell the eldest prince."
Feng Wupeng's eyes widened suddenly, "He is not missing! Are you deliberately framing me?"
"It's not a frame-up." Yang Xu held the pigeon in one hand and pulled Feng Wupeng back with the other, "You know better."
Feng Wupeng tugged on the rope, with a little panic in his eyes.
"Yang Xu, for the sake of our previous friendship, please let me go and I will definitely repay you in the future!"
"Are you going to follow that good-for-nothing prince? What future can you have by following him?!"
Yang Xu was unmoved and directly pulled Feng Wupeng back to the woods where they were temporarily stationed.
"How is this going?"
The soldiers looked at each other in confusion. The two leaders went out for a while, but when they came back, one had the other tied up?
Jin Quan was shocked and confused, "What, what is going on?"
He looked back and forth between Yang Xu and Feng Wupeng.
Yang Xu pondered for a moment, and finally said: "Wait until the eldest prince comes back."
Then he threw the injured pigeon to the ground and tied the rope holding Feng Wupeng to the tree.
He took out the flare and fired it into the sky, then leaned against the tree trunk.
"Yang Xu!" Feng Wupeng was still struggling, but Yang Xu tied the rope very tightly, and Feng Wupeng couldn't struggle at all.
He winked at a few of the soldiers, but those people looked at Yang Xu who was guarding the side, swallowed, and shrank back.
"!"
Feng Wupeng was so angry that he cursed in a low voice, "Coward!"
Zhao Jin received Yang Xu's signal, packed up, and walked in the direction of Yang Xu.
As soon as Zhao Jin arrived, the soldiers who had secretly guessed couldn't help but cursed secretly, "Damn it, it's really..."
"Zhao Jin!" Feng Wupeng stared at Zhao Jin who was walking slowly and called him by his name, "What do you mean!"
"What do I mean? I should be asking Mr. Feng this, right?"
"I do not understand what you say."
Yang Xu threw the seized note to Zhao Jin.
Zhao Jin took it and opened it to take a look.
"The ambush has been successful. Zhao Jin is missing and his death is yet to be confirmed." Zhao Jin read out the words above and chuckled.
"Master Feng, why don't you explain what this note means?"
Feng Wupeng knew that he could not quibble, so he turned his head and said nothing.
When the surrounding soldiers heard what Zhao Jin said, they initially complained a little, blaming Zhao Jin for letting them search for so long.
When I heard this, I was shocked. The deputy lieutenant of the armed cavalry actually wanted to kill the eldest prince?
Was the bandit they encountered originally an ambush? Was it also related to the deputy lieutenant of the armed cavalry?
At this time, they all realized that they were involved in a fight between princes.
I don't know who muttered, "We've all followed you here. Instead of making such small thoughts, it's better to stay calm."
"What do you know!" Feng Wupeng seemed to explode when he heard this.
"You useless losers!"
"What future can you have with such a good-for-nothing prince? If it weren't for him, you would be able to stay well in Yanyang now!"
"I'm just trying to get a better future, what's wrong with me!"
Being called useless, those soldiers became cold-faced and even lost their good looks toward Feng Wupeng.
"Then why don't you see you in all your glory and wealth now?"
"Anyway, I have offended people. When I come to Yunzhou, I don't have to suffer from such cowardice."
Feng Wupeng suddenly broke away from the rope and glared at the soldiers who were mocking him. His eyes were red and he looked extremely fierce.
"Feng Wupeng." Zhao Jin said in a very calm voice, "You are right, but you lost."
With one sentence, all the energy in Feng Wupeng's body was released.
Yes, he lost and had nothing.
"Who ordered you? Besides you, who else is among the people accompanying you?"
Feng Wupeng sneered, "I lost anyway, why should I tell you?"
"If you tell me, I might be able to spare your life." Zhao Jin said softly.
"Bah! I don't care about it!"
Zhao Jin's expression remained unchanged, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, it's just those few people."
"Let me guess?"
Zhao Jin spoke out one name after another in a relaxed tone, "Zhao Yuan? Yang Guiren? King Liang? Or should I say, Crown Prince?"
When the last name fell, Feng Wupeng's face twitched fiercely.
"I understand." Zhao Jin chuckled, "It's the crown prince, Zhao Ying."
"So what if you guessed it?" Feng Wupeng grinned and said, "You have no evidence."
"It doesn't matter. He will definitely take action again. As long as he takes action, it will leave traces."
Zhao Jin approached Feng Wupeng and whispered: "Tell me, does the princess know about this?"
Feng Wupeng's eyes suddenly widened.
"Qiang!"
"puff!"
Two beeps sounded in succession, Feng Wupeng groaned, and then lost his breath.
Zhao Jin put the knife into its sheath expressionlessly.
The whole place was silent.
"As long as they follow me sincerely, I will not treat them badly, but if they betray you, Feng Wupeng's fate will be that of a traitor."
Zhao Jin turned around and scanned everyone, "I can assure you that if you follow me, you will have no less glory and wealth than you deserve."
"But I can't tolerate sand in my eyes. Those dirty things and hidden rules are of no use to me."
Regardless of what they were thinking, everyone knelt down at this moment.
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