"King Wu is the eldest prince of my Shang Zhou Dynasty, and he doesn't have military power in his hands, so how can he be involved in such a thing?" Sheng Zhiyao looked puzzled.

"Hmph, it's not your turn to beak this kind of thing." The guard scolded, and then waved his hand: "Arrest me and bring it back to the Criminal Department for interrogation."

As the words fell, the two guards slashed at each other with their knives.

Feng Yuanchen quickly pulled Sheng Zhiyao and dodged the attack.

"Bang!" With a thud, an arrow shot into the wall and nailed to the door.

The guards stopped and immediately became on guard.

At this moment, more than a dozen guards broke in, quickly took up a vantage point, and surrounded everyone.

Feng Yuanchen and Sheng Zhiyao glanced at each other, and they could see the deep thinking in each other's eyes.

"The prince has arrived!" Suddenly, a loud voice sounded, and then I saw a tall, handsome middle-aged man walking in. ap.

The middle-aged man wears a dark blue brocade robe, with a jade belt around his waist, and his body exudes a noble and domineering spirit.

"My subordinates knock on King Wu." Everyone knelt down on one knee to ask for An Dao, and their attitude was extremely respectful, and even the two sword-wielding guards gave up chasing Feng Yuanchen and Sheng Zhiyao.

"Excuse me." The Martial King bowed slightly, swept his gaze around, and said in a deep voice, "What happened here?"

"King Qiyu, there is a group of thieves lurking nearby, trying to murder the prince." The previous guard replied respectfully.

King Wu narrowed his eyes and swept over Feng Yuanchen on the side, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Uncle Huang is in such a big battle, so that the forbidden army can arrest suspects at will on the streets of the capital?" Feng Yuanchen snorted coldly, raised his feet and walked out.

"It turned out to be Yuanchen!" King Wu laughed, staring at Feng Yuanchen with burning eyes, and said slowly, "Where is Yuanchen talking about this, how dare I let the forbidden army mess around on the streets of the capital?"

Feng Yuanchen paused, looked sideways at the Martial King, and said lightly, "Then I don't know why the Martial King is acting like this?"

King Wu raised his eyebrows and wrote lightly, "Naturally, the assassin is being arrested."

"Assassin?" Feng Yuanchen hooked his lips and smiled, as if he had heard something interesting, and laughed softly, "If it is an assassin, the Martial King is probably dead now."

"Oh?" King Wu frowned slightly.

Feng Yuanchen continued to laugh and said, "Just now, these guards thought that this lady was an assassin, so they came to the rescue. Moreover, this lady has an elderly father and a young child, and she is said to be an assassin, so I am afraid that she does not have eyes!"

As soon as these words came out, low laughter instantly sounded around him, but he didn't dare to laugh too obviously because of the deterrence of the Martial King, and his face turned red, which was very funny.

"Oh? How could there be such a thing?" King Wu's face was extremely ugly, and he turned to look at the guards on the side, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

"Martial King, lowly ......" The two guards panicked and fell to their knees with a thud.

Seeing this, Feng Yuanchen shook his head without a trace, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"Bastard!" King Wu angrily pointed at the guards kneeling on the ground and shouted, then ripped off his cloak and threw it on the ground, kicking over one of them.

"Smack! Smack!" Two crisp slaps rang out, and both guards were slapped on the cheeks.

"Rubbish! It's all a bunch of shit!" The Martial King gritted his teeth and glared at the two guards fiercely, "That's how Qin Yi taught you? Don't you do things with your brains?"

The two guards were dizzy from the beating, and they only felt that the world was spinning, but they still stuck to their duties.

"The Warrior King is angry." The captain of the guard endured the fear that rose in his heart, and said stubbornly, "I am willing to guarantee with my life, and this time it is definitely not a dereliction of duty."

"Oh, is this king wrong to blame you?" King Wu raised his eyebrows and said, a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes.

When the captain of the guard heard this, dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he didn't dare to speak.

"Humph!" King Wu sneered and said disdainfully, "You two dog minions have been following Qin Yi for some years, why are you still so stupid, you are simply blind to this dress on your body."

"Humble duty obeys the orders of King Wu, and humble duty will take people away." The captain gritted his teeth and said, immediately

Glancing at the other guards.

Seeing this, the remaining guards nodded their heads one after another, and then ran away.

Feng Yuanchen had a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and watched the changes.

"Humph!" King Wu snorted heavily, and then looked at Sheng Zhiyao: "The little county lord is frightened."

"King Xie Wu's care." Sheng Zhiyao blessed his body and replied indifferently.

King Wu's face stiffened, and then he smiled dryly: "The little county lord doesn't need to be restrained, after all, my father didn't let you salute, and I don't need to."

After speaking, King Wu turned his head to look at Feng Yuanchen on the side: "Yuanchen, are you going out to dine with the county lord today?"

"Exactly." Feng Yuanchen arched his hand and said, "I didn't expect Uncle Huang to catch up."

"Since we've met, let's go together." King Wu invited.

Feng Yuanchen shook his head: "Zhiyao and I have finished eating, let's have dinner with Uncle Huang tomorrow." After speaking, he said to Sheng Zhiyao on the side, "Zhiyao, let's go!"

"Hmm." Sheng Zhiyao responded and took the lead in walking out.

Feng Yuanchen followed closely.

"Stop!" King Wu shouted, a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

Feng Yuanchen didn't stop, and asked rhetorically, "What else is going on with Uncle Huang?"

A hint of anger appeared on King Wu's face, but it quickly dissipated.

"I have a few words to say to you, let's find a secluded place to talk?"

Sheng Zhiyao frowned, turned his head to look at Feng Yuanchen, and stopped talking.

"Don't worry!" Feng Yuanchen smiled at Sheng Zhiyao, "You wait for me here first."

"Oh!" Sheng Zhiyao responded sullenly and turned to leave.

Seeing Sheng Zhiyao leaving, Feng Yuanchen restrained his smile and said indifferently, "Uncle Huang, please tell me something!"

"Hehe, Yuanchen is really a cheerful person." King Wu smiled, and then said with a straight face: "Yuanchen, do you remember that your grandfather's house was raided that year?"

"Hmm." Feng Yuanchen responded lightly and did not deny it.

At that time, his mother was forced to death by his mother-in-law Qi, and his maternal ancestor was also investigated by Qi Xiang on trumped-up charges, implicating the entire family and being raided, and the person who dealt with it was the eldest prince Feng Chongwu.

King Wu sighed and said with regret: "It's a pity, it's a pity, this king was young and frivolous at that time, and he didn't understand politics, so he was used by Qi Xiang, and finally caused a tragedy."

"Yuanchen understands." Feng Yuanchen nodded.

King Wu sighed, and said with a slight regret: "Although your father Feng Chongjun is the brother of this king, this king has always treated you well over the years, I hope you can understand this king's suffering."

Feng Yuanchen was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "Yuanchen understands."

"It's good to understand." King Wu patted Feng Yuanchen's shoulder, smiled and comforted, "Okay, don't be sad, you still have this king, the imperial uncle!"