Chapter 82: The Son's Madness
Feng Yun glanced at him and looked at the servant next to him, "A cup of tea, thank you." β
The servant looked at Chun Yuyan.
Chun Yuyan raised his hand, and the servant quickly put the water in front of Feng Yun.
Feng Yun held the cup, but didn't drink it, just stroked it around like a playful one.
"Yunchuan country is surrounded by mountains, rich in graphite (coal), graphite mining, affected the normal cultivation of Yunchuan, but also limited to the mountain road is difficult to travel, graphite export cost is huge, it is difficult to return profits. The prince never thought about how much Yunchuan would profit if he could open a trade route and sell a large amount of graphite from Yunchuan to the Jin, Qi, and Minyue countries? β
Graphite can be used to make charcoal. It is needed for heating, and it is also needed for iron smelting, but due to the Jinqi War, the manufacture of battlefield weapons occupies a lot of resources, and the people cannot afford to burn charcoal, and most of the blacksmith shops use firewood......
Feng Yun is about to build a farm tool workshop, if there is charcoal, it will naturally get twice the result with half the effort, and the forging of divine weapons in the future will be a matter of course.
Chun Yuyan stared at her, full of scrutiny.
Feng Yun took a sip of tea gently.
"Graphite is precious, and it is where the national interests of Yunchuan lie. It is also the heart disease of King Yunchuan for many years, if the prince can solve this problem, how can the king of Yunchuan favor the prince and his brother again? β
Chun Yuyan's face changed.
"Where did you hear that?"
Feng Yun raised his eyebrows and remained silent.
Chun Yuyan took his own seat.
"Is it Pei Yuzhi? This villain. The length of the Taoist behind it. β
Feng Yun: ......
She didn't defend Pei Zhen, and Pei Zheng was not a good person anyway. There are too many words to scold him, and it is not a big deal to add another "villain".
"Why don't you think about my words?"
Chun Yuyan squinted, "Do you have a way?" β
Feng Yun looked at Chun Yuyan's overly red lips, wondering what kind of cream he was using, but he couldn't see it, so he leaned forward and stared at his lips.
"There is a way, but it is not given for nothing."
Chun Yuyan immediately became vigilant from the girl's smiling gaze, "What the hell is Qingqing trying to do?" β
Feng Yun said: "I want to make Yunchuan graphite...... Partnered merchants. Sole partner. β
It took Chun Yuyan a long time to understand what she meant, which was equivalent to Yunchuan graphite being shipped out, and it needed to pass through her hands and then be sold everywhere.
"Feng Twelve." Chun Yuyan snorted, narrowed a pair of fox eyes, and almost saw a few big holes in Feng Yun's face.
"What good things do you think? Why do the abacus beads make such a loud dial? β
"Concession." Feng Yun arched his hand, "Since it is a partnership, I will protect the interests of the son." For the son of the world, if the money is earned and the benefits are gained, it is a good thing that there are benefits and no harm. β
Chun Yuyan couldn't think of any good way for Feng Yun.
The opening of the trade route of Yunchuan was the cost of crossing the mountains, and the conflict of interest between several families of the Jin and Qi dynasties.
He was afraid that Feng Yun would be caught in a trap.
And a little moved.
Feng Yun didn't urge him.
The slender knuckles hold the cup shallowly, a clean and fair face without makeup, black hair and cherry lips, and those thoughtful eyes, peaceful and quiet, which makes Chun Yuyan think of the leisurely and complacent way when she came to Huayuejian to hold herself hostage that day, and that annoying look of winning the ticket......
Chun Yuyan suddenly aimed at the autumn pupil beside her.
"Is the whip any good?"
Feng Yun was slightly stunned.
Chun Yu Shizi's eyes are very beautiful.
It's something that will be remembered at a glance. A pair of cold starry eyes, like a mist, when I focus on looking at people, I feel that there are butterflies flying over and stopping on my heart, and the two rows of thick eyelashes are so beautiful that people want to swing on them......
Dressed in white with a cold mask, like a moonlight sprinkled with a clear light, gold and jade.
Feng Yun's eyes were hot, and he gently rubbed the whip handle twice.
"Shizi wants to try?"
She asked casually, all in jest.
Chun Yuyan suddenly reached out and held her on the table, "Come on." β
Feng Yun was stunned for a moment and retracted his hand.
"What is this doing?"
Chun Yuyan smiled lowly, "Qingqing doesn't dare?" It turned out to be a papier-mΓ’chΓ© tiger with a whip, and I don't know how to make it......"
Feng Yun was very uncomfortable with his gaze.
Chun Yuyan, who was sitting there lazily and smiling, how could there be wolf light flashing in his eyes?
She's not Lian Ji, Chun Yuyan shouldn't be interested in her.
"Is the son sick?" Feng Yun asked politely.
Chun Yuyan smiled in his eyes.
"Perhaps...... It's sick. β
Feng Yun narrowed his eyes and heard his smile again, "You infected me...... Madness. β
Feng Yun was very convinced.
Chun Yuyan is more than a hundred times crazier than her, right, but it's up to her?
"The prince didn't drink, why was he drunk?"
Feng Yun grabbed Qiu Tong and slowly got up.
"The matter of cooperation, the prince carefully considered. If you decide, you can come to Nagato to let you know, and we'll talk about the details. Money is inexhaustible, it's not interesting to earn alone, I and the son of the world are win-win, each takes what he needs, no better......"
Sou! There was a sudden sound of breaking the air in his ears, and without waiting for Feng Yun to react, the whole person was dragged by Chun Yuyan, and he was protected in his arms at a very fast speed.
And the little arrow grazed her sideburns, leaving a black hole in the window paper.
Feng Yun's mind went blank for a moment, and then he came back to his senses and found that Chun Yuyan's lips were tense, and he suddenly clenched his chest, and there was a slight gasp in his nose.
Feng Yun sensed that something was wrong, "What's wrong with you?" β
Chun Yuyan gritted his teeth, "I can't die for the time being." β
Feng Yun didn't see that he was injured, and frowned slightly.
But after a while, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and then a group of black-clothed and masked gangsters rushed to the door of the room in black pressure, confronted the guards, and shouted at Chun Yuyan.
"Brothers, Chun Yuyan has been poisoned."
"Follow me! There is no ...... left in the flower moon stream."
A group of black-clothed people obviously came to Chun Yuyan, but in an instant, they were entangled with Chun Yuyan's guards.
Feng Yun clenched the black sheath whip and turned his head sideways.
"The son of the world has fallen into the way of his own people?"
Chun Yuyan didn't expect her to be so perceptive, and sneered, and the thin piece of her lips raised a cruel and seductive smile.
"They want me to die, not for a day or two."
Feng Yun looked at his blurry and fierce gaze, and just as she was about to struggle, her body was hugged by him tightly, and the heat brought by the skin was close to each other, which made her subconsciously push.
"Don't be afraid, I'll protect you." Chun Yuyan not only did not let go, but hugged her tighter, as if inspired by the cruel wildness of the blood in front of him, he coldly carried the broken jade sword and turned to a servant girl who was cowering in the corner.
"You added the tea."
The servant's face turned white with fright.
"The Prince...... Not a servant...... Not a servant. β
Chun Yuyan picked open the girl's bun with a sword, shaved off the long black hair, watched it fall like black brocade, and mended it with a sword, cutting a long bloody hole in the white neck......
Blood spurts out!
Ruthless, dazzling, and has an indescribable beauty.
"Kill!" Chun Yuyan turned around sharply, and the broken jade sword pointed at the man in black.
"Keep your mouth alive!"
This was the first time Feng Yun saw Chun Yuyan killing.
There is a distance between the ferocity that is rumored and the viciousness that you have seen with your own eyes.
When the broken jade sword turned into the impermanence of life-seeking in his palm, the elusive sword shadow swept by, and it was blood light and human life, which made Feng Yun tremble......
Last time, she dared to kidnap him and left a life, which is really lucky.
The black-clad leader was crazy, and looked at him with pity, his voice full of hatred.
"Chun Yuyan, do you know what kind of poison you have? Delusional hope to escape today's catastrophe? Stop dreaming! β
Chun Yuyan chuckled, licked his bright red lips, a pair of narrow black eyes were full of bloodthirsty ruthlessness, and then hugged a beautiful woman in his arms, looking not half embarrassed, but luxurious and elegant, wanton and arrogant.
"Kill you, cut the ears with a knife!"
I don't know what kind of poison it is, Chun Yuyan's eyes are red, his eyes, his lips, and his breath seem to exude a kind of hot air, but when he saw his arm raised, he took out an iron whistle and blew with a "chew......
In a moment, the footsteps of Huayuejian vibrate, and when I heard it, I knew that many people had come.
The sound of staggered weapons instantly spread inside and outside the flower hall, and a close-range fight made Xing Bing and several parts nervous. They did not participate in the battle, but like Sangjiao's personal guards, they were tightly in front of Feng Yun.
The shadows of the windows flickered, and the lights were dim.
Pig-like screams rang out from time to time, a few men in black fell, and Chun Yuyan also suffered casualties.
"Chun Yu Yan!"
The black-clad leader was besieged, roaring loudly as if he wanted to provoke Chun Yuyan.
"You freak, you should have died a long time ago!"
"What face do you have to live again!"
The shouts of the man in black sounded more like an impotent rage.
Because as more Yunchuan's guards poured into the small building, the advantage of the man in black disappeared. There are so many people who don't kill Chun Yuyan, so where is the opportunity now?
Chun Yuyan put away his sword, pulled Feng Yun and retreated behind the guards, and looked coldly at the group of black-clothed people who were embarrassed by the killing.
"Surrender and get a whole corpse."
Feng Yun didn't think that the "whole corpse" was any special treatment, but before Chun Yuyan's voice fell, there was a sound of "clang" swords falling to the ground in the flower hall.
Under Chun Yuyan's hands, the whole corpse is a good death.
It's better to die than to live and die.
The man in black, who dropped his weapon, fell to his knees like dumplings.
"The Son of the World Spends His Life......"
Chun Yuyan waved his hand and motioned for them to pull people down.
"Trial...... torture ...... Ask for the antidote. β
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