"Sort of, this king has liked those poems and songs since he was a child, but he doesn't have the ability to chant poems against those poets. It just so happens that there are often literati and writers here who chant poems and talk about elegance, so this king often comes here as a spectator. ”

"Lord Ling is really leisurely, if you are below, it is good to stay in that environment for a quarter of an hour."

Zhao Ji smiled: "Thesis, this king has no ability to govern the world and assist the government, and when it comes to martial arts, this king has no power to bind chickens, so he can only be an idle prince honestly." ”

It's pretty self-aware. Feng Zimo said secretly in his heart.

He secretly observed Zhao Ji's expression, and when he said this, Zhao Ji's face was very calm, there was no fluctuation, and his eyes were as calm as water.

It doesn't look like it's a disguise.

At this time, a shopkeeper walked in with a pot of tea and a plate of snacks.

"What about your shopkeeper?" Zhao Ji asked.

"Back to Gongzi, our shopkeeper suddenly has something to do, so I sent the little one to make tea for the two of us." The shopkeeper's voice was a little low.

"Oh." Zhao Ji did not dwell on this issue.

The shopkeeper put the tray on the table, then took the teapot and snacks out of it, followed by the teacup.

He put the first teacup in front of Feng Zimo, who was closer to him.

Feng Zimo's brows furrowed slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

The shopkeeper put the second teacup in front of Zhao Ji, he let go of the teacup, and made a gesture to get the teapot.

Suddenly, his originally calm eyes became fierce, and a dagger appeared from his sleeve, and he stabbed at Zhao Ji with lightning speed.

"Lord Ling, be careful!"

Fortunately, Feng Zimo on the side was prepared, he immediately stood up, stretched out his hand and grabbed the wrist of the shopkeeper, so that the dagger stopped less than a finger away from Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji was already sweating profusely at this time, and it seemed that he was frightened.

Feng Zimo didn't give the shopkeeper a chance to react, so he directly picked up the tray on the table and smashed it at the latter's head.

With a single sound, the tray was torn apart. Feng Zimo snatched the dagger from the shopkeeper with a backhand, and then punched out and forced the shopkeeper to retreat.

The shopkeeper's head was smashed and dizzy at this time. Feng Zimo is still very kind, and he didn't hit it with a teapot, otherwise he wouldn't be so dizzy now.

Feng Zimo blocked in front of Zhao Ji, threw the dagger on the ground, and stared at the shopkeeper deadly.

The shopkeeper shook his head to make himself sober, and his face became ugly. Originally, in his imagination, he should kill Zhao Ji with one sword, but who knew that he would bite the gold halfway and ruin his own good deeds.

The shopkeeper suddenly picked up the bench on the side and threw it at Feng Zimo.

Feng Zimo kicked the bench to smash with one kick, and the shopkeeper took this opportunity to rush to the window, pulled away and jumped down, and fled.

Feng Zimo didn't chase after him, anyway, Zhao Ji is not the prince of Liang State, why do you bother with that effort? And if it weren't for the fear that Zhao Ji would die in front of him and bring trouble to himself, he might not even come to the rescue.

"Lord Ling, are you okay?" Feng Zimo turned around and asked.

Zhao Ji also came back to his senses at this time: "This king is fine, thank you General Feng for saving your life!" ”

"Lord Ling, have you offended anyone?"

Zhao Ji understood something at this time, and said, "It's not about offending people." I really didn't expect him to treat me as a threat, it's funny! ”

From Zhao Ji's words, Feng Zimo also seemed to understand something, the assassin just now should have been sent by the crown prince Zhao Hong, in order to get rid of the brothers who threatened his position as prince.

Sure enough, no matter which country, the princes can't escape the word "seizing the heir"! Feng Zimo thought a little helplessly.

Zhao Ji came back to his senses and said to Feng Zimo: "The general moved so fast just now, I'm afraid that he has already seen the strangeness of that person, dare to ask how the general saw it?" ”

Feng Zimo didn't answer Zhao Ji's question immediately, but beckoned him to sit down again. Feng Zimo took a snack, took a bite, and said, "It's actually very simple." The shopkeeper of this teahouse knows the true identity of Lord Ling, right? In this case, even if he really can't come because of something, he will definitely order the little second good student who came for him to serve you, a nobleman. Then when you put the teacup in front of you, the person just now did not do that. Since then, I've been aware of this. ”

"Just a little detail can think of so much, this king admires!"

"Shopkeeper, what's wrong with you?" An anxious voice suddenly sounded from outside the private room.

When Zhao Ji heard this, he couldn't care about Feng Zimo, and hurriedly got up and walked outside.

Feng Zimo didn't follow, and he could guess what happened without asking.

After a while, Zhao Ji came back, and Feng Zimo asked, "How is the shopkeeper?" ”

"It's no big deal, just rest and you'll be fine."

"That's good."

Zhao Ji sat down, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for himself and Feng Zimo, and said, "General Feng, I'm really sorry, because the matter of this king has delayed drinking tea, and the tea is going to be cold." ”

"It's okay, I don't like to drink hot food down."

The two of them had barely taken two sips when a cacophony came into their ears.

Feng Zimo continued to drink tea, as if he hadn't heard it, this was not Jinling, and what happened had nothing to do with him.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but stand up curiously, walked to the window, and looked down. After just one glance, his face couldn't help but show anger: "This Zhu Ji is really becoming more and more lawless!" To do such a thing in broad daylight! ”

Zhao Ji's reaction also aroused Feng Zimo's curiosity, and he also came to the window, only to see several people dressed as servants on the street below pulling a rather attractive woman, and next to him stood a man wearing Zhao Weizheng's six-grade official uniform with a big belly.

The man showed a lewd smile on his face, and said to the woman: "Little woman, don't struggle, follow Uncle Ben, Uncle Ben will give you delicious food and spicy drink!" ”

The faces of the surrounding onlookers showed anger, but they all looked like they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

"A mere six-rank official dares to be so arrogant on the streets of the capital, Lord Ling, who is this person?" Feng Zimo asked.

"The only son of the right prime minister Zhu Hui, the prince's brother-in-law, and the Zhu book of Dali Temple."

"The background is so hard, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant."

Zhao Ji snorted coldly: "It's just a waste that relies on the protection of my father and sister." ”

It can be seen that this king of the tomb is quite unaccustomed to what the Zhu Book below does.

"Isn't the prince of your country generous, benevolent and filial? He doesn't care about his wife and brother? ”

Zhao Ji sneered: "Who can't pretend?" ”

Suddenly, Zhao Ji thought of something and looked at Feng Zimo.

"Lord Ling, don't look down like this, it's awkward."

"General Feng, you are not from my Great Wei, so it stands to reason that you shouldn't get involved, but this king still has a reluctant request."

"What reluctance? Lord Ling, please speak. ”

Zhao Ji pointed to the street below, and said: "Zhu Ji is a complete beast, this girl will definitely not end well if she falls into his hands, there have been more than a dozen girls who have been tortured to death by this well-dressed beast before." ”

Feng Zimo seemed to understand what Zhao Ji meant: "Does Prince Ling want to?" ”

Zhao Ji nodded and said, "General Feng's martial arts are strong, this king wants you to save this girl and teach Zhu Ji a lesson, this matter should be regarded as this king owes the general a favor." Of course, there is a certain risk in this matter, and the general will not force the king if he is unwilling. ”

Feng Zimo looked at the woman and Zhu Shu below, and quickly made his own decision.

"Don't worry, Lord Ling, I'm the best at teaching this kind of person."

Zhao Ji was immediately overjoyed, he bent down to Feng Zimo and saluted, and said, "Thank you for the general's willingness to take the risk to help this king." ”

Feng Zimo hurriedly helped him up: "The prince is also my big beam, and I should help you in this matter." It's just that there is something unclear below, the prince and the girl have never known each other and are not related to each other, why are they willing to risk offending the prince and the prime minister to save her? ”

Zhao Ji Zhengse said: "If you turn a blind eye to this kind of bullying of men and women, won't all the sage books be read in the dog's belly?" It's a pity that this king has no power to restrain the chicken, otherwise there would be no need to trouble the general. ”

At this moment, the servants who followed Zhu Ju completely controlled the woman, Zhu Ju laughed and waved his hand: "Go!" ”

"The prince is waiting for the good news here."

Feng Zimo turned around and walked outside, and when he was halfway there, he stopped, bent down and picked up the dagger he had thrown on the ground.

"General, be careful!"

Although he promised Zhao Ji to save the woman, this is Le'an, not Jinling, and it is broad daylight, and it is indeed difficult to save people and beat Zhu Ji without revealing his identity.

When Feng Zimo walked out of the teahouse, Zhu Ji and his party had already walked away, and Feng Zimo hurriedly followed.

After following for a while, Feng Zimo suddenly saw a stall selling masks not far ahead.

God help me! Feng Zimo was happy in his heart.

He came to the stall, took out a piece of broken silver and put it on the stall, and took a big-headed doll mask casually: "No need to look for it." ”

"Thank you, uncle!"

Feng Zimo followed Zhu Ji through three or four streets, and finally came to a small courtyard in the middle of nowhere.

Zhu Ji looked around like a thief, and only after making sure that there was no one around, did he lead his men into the courtyard.

All this was seen by Feng Zimo, who was hiding in the shadows, and he secretly said in his heart, Yang Hualong's house seems to have such a courtyard, right? Do all such people like to work in this kind of place?

Feng Zimo shook his head and drove out all the messy thoughts, now is not the time to be cranky, he put on a mask, came to the back of the yard, and went to the roof as light as a swallow.