Chapter 49
The attendant continued: "The wine was so mellow that I and a few brothers came back with a few large vats. β
The leader glanced at him, "Did you pay for it?" β
"It's paid, it's paid!" The attendant nodded again and again, and then smiled, "But those people probably don't have the blessing to take our money." β
"Just pay for it, don't do anything hurtful." The leader's voice was cold, "If you dare to embarrass Qiange, you just wait for the pavilion master to get angry!" β
"Yes yes yes ......"
Although they kill people, they only use people's money to eliminate disasters for others, which is justified. If you kill someone and greedily plunder other people's belongings, then Qiange is sorry for these deceased.
The Thousand Pavilions are both good and evil, and they are not under the control of any one country.
- In the blink of an eye, Zhuli had already flashed in front of them.
"Shoot!" The leader whispered. In an instant, many people flew up together and lined up one after another.
And he quietly walked into the restaurant. Outside there are swords and shadows, but inside it is quiet. The sound of the crisp sword and the muffled sound of the blade stabbing into the flesh were clearly audible.
"Your Highness the Seventh is so leisurely, didn't you find that there is no boss in this restaurant?" He carried the jar in, and at a glance he saw Ye Feng sitting quietly at a table.
Ye Feng didn't show any surprise, glanced at him lightly, and said softly, "No." β
The leader was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, so he continued to walk forward, taking off the face towel, and under the face towel was a very ordinary face with slightly white temples.
He wanted to sit with Ye Feng. Unexpectedly, a force rushed to his face, forcing him to take a few steps back.
Ye Feng was blowing his sleeves, but there was no apology on his face. To be precise, since he arrived in Yongzhou, he has been as cold as ice.
"I'm sorry. I have rules. No one is allowed to come within three feet of me. The voice is gentle and the tone is tactful, but the feeling is unmistakable.
The leader frowned. It seems that with his own strength, he will not be able to complete this mission. He was even ready to return the retainer.
He felt a sense of powerlessness. In front of the rumored Seventh Prince, who was as humble as a gentleman, he felt a sense of powerlessness to the bone. It's like he's a withered leaf that could be crushed at any momentβif the person wants to.
It's ridiculous! Just a young man who hasn't come of age yet. After so many years of hard work, he would be afraid of a child!
That's it, three feet is three feet. The leader pulled a chair and sat down, no more, no less, exactly three feet away. He put the jar of wine he took on the table, poured a glass, handed it to Ye Feng, and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Your Highness, do you want to take a sip?" β
"The friendship of gentlemen is as light as water." Ye Feng slowly spoke, stretched out his hand, poured down a cup of tea, and handed it to the leader, "Your Excellency, do you want to taste this tea?" β
The leader snorted coldly, "I'm still afraid that you won't be able to poison you?" With that, he snatched the teacup and drank it all.
"Your Highness, it's your turn." He shook his glass with the rim down, indicating that he had finished drinking.
Ye Feng smiled, picked up the wine glass, slowly brought it to his mouth, took a sip and put it down.
The leader frowned again, "Hmph, is Your Highness thinking of me as a despicable villain?" Afraid of me being poisoned? β
Ye Feng's face was slightly pale and he didn't answer him.
At this time, the killing sound outside gradually stopped, and after Zhuli and Yan Wen got rid of those people, they hurried in, and couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Ye Feng and the leader sitting opposite each other.
Especially Zhuli, after seeing the unfinished plum blossom fragrance on the table, he was even more surprised.
How could the master be willing to touch such a turbid wine? Still...... Take a sip? No wonder his face looks a little pale, I guess he can't stand the taste of this wine, right?
Yan Wen wanted to get closer, but he remembered the rule that His Highness should not come close to within three feet, and hesitated.
Takeri approached the table and took the wine glass.
"Hmph, it seems that you are really afraid that I will be poisoned. The Seventh Highness of Cloud Gaoyang was so frightened that he didn't even dare to drink it! The leader laughed and snatched the wine glass, "Then I won't embarrass you!" Don't drink it! β
"You!" Zhu was angry, and said quietly on his face, "-My master has not drunk this kind of wine since he was a child. β
Be. Plum blossom fragrance is a famous wine in Yongzhou, but it is a pity that it hurts the body, and the master can't stand this taste the most. He grew up watching his master, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also knew about it. One year, at a banquet, the master couldn't help but taste this kind of wine, but after drinking it, he left the table on the spot and spit out all the wine he had drunk.
Wine is precious, and the master will never touch those turbid wines. I won't even look at it.
Now the master's concentration has improved a lot, and he didn't spit it out after drinking......
Zhuli took out his sword and put it on the leader's neck, "Say, what is the purpose of you looking for my master?" β
The leader was unfazed, "I'm just here to negotiate a deal." He flicked his sword away and patted himself on the shoulder, "I think His Highness the Seventh would be curious to know who was so painstakingly trying to hunt him down, right?" β
"I don't want to." Ye Feng replied lightly, lowering his eyes, not interested in the slightest.
The leader secretly scolded this kid in his heart for being so difficult to speak, "Hehe, Your Highness the Seventh, I don't believe what you say. You must be curious to know! β
"Oh? Unbelief? Ye Feng raised his eyes and glanced at him. He didn't want to know, that's because he already knew. But the person in front of him is still pretending to be smart. Delusional to negotiate a deal with him?
The light look was given to the leader invisibly
The extremely strong coercion shocked him and made him breathless.
The leader pretended to be calm, and he pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the movement outside, only to find that his hundreds of men were silent, and the silence was terrifying.
He couldn't help but slap the table and get up, staring at Yan Wen and Zhuli viciously: "You two, what happened to our brothers in Qiange!" β
Yan Wen took a step back and shook his head, this matter really had nothing to do with him - he couldn't intervene at all, it was all done by Zhu Li.
Seeing this, the leader targeted Zhuli, and he grabbed Zhuli's collar, "If they have three long and two short, I will definitely want you to look good!" β
"If you want him to look good, I will destroy you now."
Ye Feng closed his eyes, threw down a sentence, and made a loud sound.
The leader was bounced away by that powerful force for the second time, and his bones were numb.
Ye Feng's face was gentle, "Let go." Zhuli did not kill anyone. β
In the flash of light, the leader sorted everything out. He still understood the matter, put down his hand, not as angry and arrogant as before, and said in a calm tone, "How will you let me and my brothers go?" β
Yan Wen felt that this was really a big joke in the world. Obviously, they didn't let go of the Seventh Highness, and they had to chase and kill His Highness to death, why did His Highness not let them go?
"Didn't you just talk about a deal?" Ye Feng chuckled.
"Yes...... Hmm......" said the leader, suddenly covering his head again.
He felt that there were one insect after another crawling and biting him in the blood all over his body, and the pain was so great that he even fainted.
He looked up reluctantly, "What's going on?!" β
Ye Feng didn't look at him, and drank tea leisurely, "It's just a grub Gu in the Northern Qing Mansion, don't panic." β
The leader gritted his teeth and insisted, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth, "You...... Poisoned in the tea! β
"Nope." Ye Feng shook his head and blinked innocently, "It's your plum blossom fragrance that is poisonous." "Well, he was just drinking that sip of wine, and he was too careless and dropped half a step into it.
Zhuli looked at the poor little leader with a sympathetic face. Alas, I've lived a handful of years, but don't just hang up! If you want to say, today's master is in a bad mood, and you just bumped into it at this juncture, who can you blame? deserves to be ...... by his master
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