The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 90: Shi Fengchen’s 1 day
The fine pine nuts are chewed up, and there is not much serving, but the fragrance is very good, you can send a glass of wine.
Liang Xingcheng picked up the wine glass and drank it with a sigh of taste and sound. Shi Fengchen slanted a glance and said, “You can use all the disciples of Shuiyue’an?”
Looking at the smile on the old man’s face, Shi Fengchen laughed and said: “Where do I have this ability, the people over there are using it.”
Liang Xingcheng frowned in disgust, not wanting to hear the name, even if Shi Fengchen used the reference over there.
Shi Fengchen didn’t seem to notice the other party’s taboos, and continued to smile and said: “As long as the guests have ideas, the people over there will be able to realize them.”
Liang Xingcheng put down his wine glass, looked at him and said, “Then what do you think?”
Shi Fengchen said with a serious face: “I just want to share the worries for your Highness.”
It was very noisy in the tavern, and the drunk people quarreled endlessly, talking about how that move was, and how this move was, drowning out his voice.
Naturally, Liang Xingcheng would not believe his statement, and Shi Fengchen himself would not believe it, but they all knew each other, as a courtier there were some things that had to be said. ..
He stared into Shi Fengchen’s eyes and asked, “Are you sure this can happen?”
Shi Fengchen smiled and said: “When Zhao Layue died and planted the concubine, even if she was favored again, it would be a dead end.”
Liang Xingcheng picked up the wine glass and put it down, and said, “Are you really sure? The imperial concubine is not an ordinary person.”
“To say something disrespectful, even if she is the empress empress? Your Majesty will always give Qingshan Jianzong an explanation.”
Shi Fengchen felt that the counselor was as stupid as the prince, his voice was lowered, but his tone was more serious.
“Your Majesty went out of the palace to Lishan today. Lord Niu and Lord Jin were not by his side, but he brought his concubine.”
Liang Xingcheng was shocked when he heard this. Lishan was outside Chaoge City, and his Majesty didn’t bring any of his offerings. So what was he going to do? Why did he take the imperial concubine with him?
The quarrel in the tavern is still going on, but the sour wine has lost its taste, a sharp look flashes across his skinny face, and he says, “Then do it well.”
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The appearance of Taifu Liang and his distant cousin Liang Xingcheng are somewhat similar, except that they are taller and thinner. They don’t look like an official, but more like an immortal master who has accomplished a lot of cultivation.
He looked at the young man at the side of the column and waited patiently. Although he is the other’s teacher, he never counts like this.
“I always feel too risky.”
The young man threw the fish food in his hand into the pool under the fence, causing countless fish to swim and messing up the spring water.
Of course Mr. Liang knew that this plan was not safe, and said with a low voice: “But the news has been confirmed that Duan Li Wan… has indeed been stopped for several days.”
The young man turned around. It was the young man in Jinyi that Tian Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue had seen in the old plum garden a few days ago.
It’s just that the indifference in his eyes has become colder compared to that day.
He is the only son of His Majesty the Emperor, Prince Jingxin.
Many ministers, people, and cultivating sects believed that he would be the future emperor, and he would even be known as the prince in private.
Jing Xin himself thinks so. It was not until these days that he learned the news that he realized that his position as a prince was not stable.
Because the father… seems to be preparing to have another one.
He looked at Mrs. Liang and said coldly: “Even if Concubine Hu is dead, the father and the emperor can have another son.”
Tao Fu Liang said: “But maybe it is because of Concubine Hu Gui that your Majesty wants to have a son.”
Jing Xin was silent. In fact, he knew that his question was meaningless, and the son of which concubine gave birth was a threat to him.
Because this represents the attitude of the father.
The meaning of Tai Fu is also very clear. Before the throne, any adventure is worthwhile.
“What about me? How can I have nothing to do with this matter? I want to make sure that both Niu Jin and Qingshan Sect cannot find out.”
“It’s very simple, because this matter has nothing to do with Your Highness.”
“Do you believe that guy named Shi Fengchen?”
“Yes, because I know where his hatred comes from.”
Liang Taifu said with emotion: “Hatred is the most terrifying force, which can help him keep all secrets, even when facing the Qingshan Sect.”
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There are many taverns in Chaoge City.
Shi Fengchen left the tavern, walked around the cobweb-like streets for half an hour, and walked into another tavern.
The drunks in the tavern are still discussing the May Club, or to be precise about the game of chess.
Shi Fengchen frowned somewhat unhappily, walked into the tavern, nodded to the shopkeeper, and followed him into the quiet utility room.
“What did you say last time?”
He looked at the fat-eared shopkeeper and said, his expression calm, but his mood a little weird.
As the deputy inspector of Qingtianji of the imperial court, when seeing Bu Lao Lin’s steward, the most important thing to do is to take the other party down, not to talk.
The shopkeeper looked at him with a smile and didn’t speak.
Shi Fengchen’s patience is not very good recently, and he said in a deep voice: “If I can find you once, you can never leave Chaoge City again.”
“When we are doing business, we have to contact people. It is not surprising that Qingtian Division can find me, just like everyone knows the origin of the medical clinic by the Baima Lake,”
The fat shopkeeper still smiled and said: “And we have proven our sincerity and ability. The problem is that you haven’t said what you are willing to give.”
From ancient times to the present, treats and murders have cost money, and this is what Bu Lao Lin does, and of course there will be no exceptions.
Shi Fengchen looked relaxed and said: “I didn’t expect that the disciples of Shuiyue’an could also be used by you, but why do you believe that Zhao Layue would agree to go alone?”
The fat shopkeeper shook his head and said: “This is not convenient. Let’s talk back to this business. What can you give?”
Shi Fengchen said: “When I trade with you, it is equivalent to handing me over to your hands. As for how much you can get, it will naturally depend on how you use me in the future.”
The smile on the fat shopkeeper’s face was even greater, but the tone was full of mockery: “Why is a marginalized official of the Qingtian Division comparable to the Lord of Jiufeng? Unless you are the master of the real power, or Zhenbei Deputy commander in the army.”
Shi Fengchen didn’t get angry, but looked at him with a smile and said, “What if I’m working for the prince?”
The fat shopkeeper didn’t show an unexpected look, it seemed that he had guessed it a long time ago.
“Interesting, interesting, but you just sold the master like this, isn’t it afraid that he will kill you when he knows?”
“The prince trusts me, and I also believe that I can be tight-lipped, even in the face of death and search for gods, but if possible, I still don’t want to face the anger of Qingshan.”
Shi Fengchen stared at the two-line eyes of the fat shopkeeper, and said: “I can trust you, right?”
The fat shopkeeper suddenly felt that the court official was a little bit interesting, and said with a smile: “Of course, Bu Lao Lin’s reputation is very valuable, and you have no value in selling it.”
If Lao Lin would not betray Shi Fengchen, then Shi Fengchen would naturally have no chance to betray the prince. Why would the prince kill him?
On the surface, the point of this conversation is here, but both Shi Fengchen and the fat shopkeeper know this is not the case.
The fat shopkeeper made it very clear that Shi Fengchen had no value in selling, but the prince did.
After this incident, Bulao Lin will definitely get enough benefits from the prince. This is why they are willing to participate.
The only bargaining chip in this transaction is the Prince.
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Leaving the tavern~IndoMTL.com~ and returning to his home in Nancheng, Shi Fengchen stood in the deserted and somewhat rudimentary courtyard, and was silent for a long time.
He is a very clean and honest official who is serious and upright. Those small sects who should have pleased him didn’t bother to talk to him after touching nails a few times.
Naturally, there will be no maid servants in such a home, let alone a singer.
No family members either.
He has long been accustomed to this desertedness, whether in Nanhe Prefecture or Chaoge City.
But don’t know why, he suddenly felt sad when he thought that Zhao Layue would die in three days.
They are all dead.
It’s okay to die.
No worries.