Thinking of this, Yin Zhen said, "Ling Feng, what you said is true?" ”

Ling Feng said: "Back to the prince, every sentence is true. ”

Yin Zhen said: "Okay, this Wang Nian has been wrongfully imprisoned in you, and it is normal for people to come to take revenge." You will no longer be held accountable for attempting to assassinate the court officials. ”

Ling Feng comprehended and knelt down to thank him.

Yin Zhen continued: "Since you have martial arts, this king is also a person who loves martial arts. It's better to practice like this, and let this king open his eyes. ”

Ling Feng nodded in agreement, and said in his heart: It is said that "if you learn literature and martial arts, you can sell the goods to the emperor's family", and my martial arts are my advanced capital. Thinking of this, Ling Feng threw off his coat and practiced a set of palm techniques.

After practicing this set of palm techniques, everyone in the courtyard sneered, if it weren't for Yinzhen here, several of them would have to applaud. For what? Because in their opinion, Ling Feng's palm technique was simply extremely boring, his moves were slow, and he seemed to have no rules. This is a layman's opinion, and Ling Feng is not practicing for them at all. But Prince Yong Yinzhen was an insider, and he could see that Ling Feng's movements seemed to be slow and fast, each move had different changes, and there was strength in his palm.

After reading it, Yinzhen said movingly: "Okay! Ling Feng, who is your master? ”

Ling Feng replied truthfully: "The boy's master is a monk, and the Dharma name is empty. Yin Zhen shook his head, indicating that he had not heard of it.

Ling Feng said again: "There is another person who has taught me martial arts, but I have not officially performed the apprenticeship ceremony. His name is Gu Tianyue. ”

When Yin Zhen heard the name of Gu Tianyue, he was moved again, and said, "What are you talking about" Gu Tianyue? ”

"Exactly!"

Yin Zhen muttered: "No wonder, no wonder you can practice such a palm technique at a young age." ”

Yin Zhen immediately said solemnly: "Ling Feng, this king doesn't want your martial arts to be buried. Would you like to stay in my palace and be a bodyguard and a housekeeper? ”

Ling Fengxin said: It's done! Hurriedly nodded and said, "The kid is willing!" ”

Yin Zhen said: "Wait, I haven't finished my words yet." If you want to stay in the king's mansion, you must first put aside your personal grievances, and you can't go to the palace for the time being, can you do it? ”

Ling Feng replied happily: "Everything is according to the orders of the prince!" In fact, he knew in his heart that Man Gui was the person of the Eighth Prince, and he was in an important position, and Yinzhen would never let go of Man Gui. Why should you be in a hurry? It was also a happy thing for Ling Feng to let Man Gui suffer a little more and die again.

He Chun reminded on the side: "Don't kowtow to the master yet!" ”

Ling Feng solemnly kowtowed to Yinzhen a few times and said, "Thank you for the meal!" ”

Yin Zhen nodded with satisfaction. At this time, he just classified Ling Feng in the ordinary team of generals, and if Ling Feng wanted to enter the "sticky pole" of the core, he had to go through layers of investigation. After all, Yinzhen is still wary of him.

At that moment, He Chun settled Ling Feng in the mansion.

From this day on, Ling Feng lived in the house of the master of the East Suite Academy. There are a total of 49 bodyguards in the palace, among which there is a leader, called "Sharpshooter" Hua Pengyuan, who lives in Liaodong, Beibei, because of something at home, he went back for the time being. The top of Ling Feng is the position of Hua Pengyuan. In this way, Ling Feng is not only the general of the palace, but also the head of the general. Because he was hand-picked by Prince Yong, he has a high status in the family. Those generals who used to sneer at him are now all scolding him, and the master calls him short.

The generals of Prince Yong's mansion are good and bad, and ordinary people are trusting relationships, and they can't get money by sending silver. Ordinary generals will be paid twenty taels of silver per month, and Ling Feng is the head of the generals, with fifty taels of silver per month. Fifty taels of silver was not a small amount, and at that time, one hundred taels of silver could buy a courtyard. Ling Feng often thought to himself: When he meets Prince Yong, this is the first step, as long as he contributes more to Yinzhen and even helps him ascend to the throne, his future future is quite bright.

Now for Ling Feng, the most important thing is to do his job well first and gain the trust of Prince Yong. What will this house do? Just a bodyguard to protect the hospital? No. The most important thing is to protect the safety of Prince Yong, and at this critical moment, the Eighth Prince will definitely send someone to assassinate Prince Yong. Although history proves that Prince Yong is the future Emperor Yongzheng, he will definitely not be assassinated and killed. But if it is a master like the Heavenly Absolute Monk, with the current strength of Prince Yong's Mansion, it is really difficult to say. If Prince Yong really has three longs and two shorts, it is his own poor protection as the head of the house, and then he will not only lose his job, but also become a sinner in history.

Ling Feng really couldn't raise any confidence in the face of these mediocre martial arts generals in the mansion. But the palace is too big, and he can't do it all by himself. In desperation, Ling Feng divided the forty-eight generals under his command into three groups, and let them take turns patrolling day and night to protect the safety of the palace. Fortunately, these people are powerful and can take care of all corners of the palace. In addition, he also specially asked He Chun to prepare three gongs, one for each batch. His request for these generals is also very simple, that is, when encountering a suspicious situation, he will sound the gong to warn him first. He himself focused his protection on Prince Yong Yinzhen.

And just like that, three months passed. Ling Feng did his job conscientiously, and he also got along very well with the generals and two housekeepers in the mansion, He Chun and He Ji. Yin Zhen is also very sure of Ling Feng's work, in addition to the monthly salary, he also gives him some rewards from time to time. Ling Feng's mood was naturally very comfortable.

On the evening of this day, Ling Feng came out of the house and walked to the backyard as usual, ready to go to see if Yinzhen had rested. But when he came to the front of Yinzhen's house, he found that the lights were still on in the house. Ling Feng was very puzzled: Normally, at this time, Yinzhen had already turned off the lights and went to sleep, what was going on today? He didn't dare to continue to approach, for fear of disturbing Yinzhen. But driven by curiosity, he listened with his ears pricked up, and what he heard was Yinzhen and a deep and unfamiliar voice talking in a language he didn't understand, probably discussing some confidential matter. After hearing a few words, Ling Feng felt bored, and he was worried that Yin Zhen would find out that he was spying on his privacy, so he turned around and went to the front yard to patrol.

As soon as Ling Feng left, a night walker came to the backyard. I saw that this night pedestrian quietly came to the roof of Prince Yong's bedroom, bent down, and listened intently to the conversation between the two in the room.

After listening for a while, when he thought his goal had been achieved and turned to leave, the conversation in the room came to an abrupt end. The night walker felt bad and froze.