Houfu Key Class

Qin Ye sat on the steps without moving, and coldly retorted: "If you want to fight with the emperor, you might as well just kill me, so that my family won't be harmed."

The little devil just gathered up his strength and kicked the steps: "Damn Qin Ye, bad guy."

Qin Ye: "..." Here he comes again.

Childish ghost.

Although this pair of monarchs and ministers who have known each other for many years are both enemies and friends, the result of the chat is unpleasant, but they have always been in this way of getting along, and the familiar result makes people feel a little bit back to the past.

When I was alone again.

The little devil calculated the time, there were still ten days.

Within ten days, he would end everything.

The iron-clad Protector of the Country bandaged it hastily, and then began a vigorous purge. The Ministry of Justice also worked overtime to torture them severely. Although the killers did not bite their tongues to commit suicide, they confessed very little.

They climbed up from the smooth rock wall behind the hunting ground, lurking in the hunting ground for several days, waiting to give the little emperor a fatal blow.

When asked why they assassinated the emperor, they just said that he shouldn't exist. When asked who was the mastermind behind it, nothing could be said.

Luo Jingfeng was so angry that he slammed the table. He looked up coldly: "Shouldn't exist? So they have the intention of usurping the throne and rebelling."

General Xiaofeng reminded from the side: "Duke, could it be those who were imprisoned?"

Luo Jingfeng also guessed this possibility. Those people dared to bully the prince of the dynasty, and they dared to disrespect the young emperor.

He stood up and walked out, and ordered coldly: "Kill all the princes imprisoned by the emperor. I want them to never dare to have such crooked thoughts again!"

"Yes!" General Xiaofeng did it as ordered.

This time, the order was not issued to the emperor.

When Jincheng knew about it, the two generals were arguing again.

Luo Jingfeng loudly accused: "All the traitors who may threaten the safety of the emperor should not be alive. Zong Zhao, you dared to stop my people and sent the patrol officers to surround the place!"

Since Zong Zhao knew that there was an accident in the hunting ground, he kept a close eye on Luo Jingfeng, fearing that he would make decisions on his own and kill innocent people.

Sure enough, before the mastermind behind the scenes was found out, Luo Jingfeng first suspected the several princes who failed to kill at the beginning, and bypassed the emperor to directly execute them.

Zong Zhao said coldly: "There is no evidence to prove that the people behind the killer are them. You took advantage of the issue and made decisions on your own. Do you respect the emperor's opinion?"

Luo Jingfeng didn't think he was wrong at all: "The emperor is young and kind-hearted. He can't bear to do it. What's wrong with me doing it for him?"

Zong Zhao said: "You are clearly overstepping your authority and disregarding the emperor's will."

Luo Jingfeng retorted: "You are the one who is trying to sow discord and have bad intentions."

While the two were arguing, Jincheng had completely understood what happened.

Luo Jingfeng wanted to kill someone behind his back again, but was stopped by his father.

This kind of thing has happened too many times, and he has long lost the collapse he had the first time. Now Jin Cheng is very determined and does not continue to argue with Luo Jingfeng.

Instead, he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, the two great ministers, stop arguing. Since the results have not been found out yet, let's keep them for a while. One month, is this time okay? Anyway, it's cold, and I don't want to leave the palace for this month. Let's check it slowly."

With the little emperor coming out to do it, Luo Jingfeng snorted, but didn't object, but just glared at Zong Zhao again.

"..." Zong Zhao was speechless.

Jincheng stepped forward and asked concernedly: "Uncle, is your wound still bleeding?"

Luo Jingfeng immediately smiled and replied: "It's just a minor injury, it will be fine in two days. By the way, Cheng'er, you are not scared, right?"

Jincheng shook his head: "No, these killers are not as powerful as uncle."

Luo Jingfeng laughed and proudly led his nephew away: "Give uncle some more time, uncle will soon find out the person behind it and cut him into pieces."

Jincheng asked again: "What if it's someone you are very close to?"

Luo Jingfeng snorted: "Don't doubt the King of Zhennan, your uncle is not that kind of person."

"Oh."

On the corridor, the uncle and nephew, one big and one small, talked to each other.

Luo Jingfeng said: "Don't you love playing Cuju at this time? Don't ruin your good mood. You look droopy every day and you are not energetic. Go for a run."

"Then I'm going to play. Uncle, will you come to watch me play Cuju?" This was the first time Jincheng took the initiative to invite him.

Of course Luo Jingfeng was happy to do it: "Okay, uncle will go with you right away."

On the Cuju field.

When the emperor was not around, the 32 players would spontaneously split into two teams to practice. When Jincheng came, they would replace one player, and Buyan would guard the edge of the Cuju field.

Luo Jingfeng was standing by, watching the child run lovingly.

After several days, Luo Jingfeng's arm injury was almost healed, and the uncle and nephew got along more and more harmoniously, as if the quarrel a few days ago was just a small matter.

Jincheng ran around the Cuju field and scored another goal. The cheers from the whole field rang out, and he jumped up and shouted: "Jincheng is invincible!"

Luo Jingfeng quickly applauded him and shouted: "Cheng'er is the best!"

The little devil paused, quickly turned his head with a smile, hooked his finger at him, and shouted: "Uncle, do you want to compete with me?"

Outside the Cuju field.

The Duke of the Protectorate raised his eyebrows slightly, pointed at himself, and asked in confusion: "Me? Beating you kids is too much of a bully, isn't it?"

The players of the Cuju team are all Jincheng's peers. They are 12 or 13 years old and do not practice martial arts. Even if they are tied together, they are no match for Luo Jingfeng, let alone playing Cuju.

The little devil ran over with the Cuju in his arms and said excitedly: "Uncle, come and play a game with me. I am invincible. What's the point of always winning? I want to play a game with you. I wonder if you will give me a chance?"

After saying that, he looked at his arm, hinting at something.

Luo Jingfeng shook his arm and said, "This minor injury has healed a long time ago. Besides, Cuju doesn't require hands, it's simple. Let's do this. I will hold back my strength and not use force with you, so as not to hurt you."

"Yeah!" Jincheng nodded, and while pulling him off the Cuju field, he looked up and asked chatterboxly, "Uncle, are you good at Cuju?"

Luo Jingfeng said casually, "I haven't played Cuju much. I played a few games when I was a child, and then I focused on martial arts. But people with high martial arts skills usually have good accuracy, so don't underestimate uncle, otherwise you will lose miserably."

Jincheng replaced a player, turned his head and showed Luo Jingfeng a confident smile, and hummed proudly, "Come on, I want to show you how powerful the genius Cuju is!"

"Okay!" Luo Jingfeng stood opposite him.

The players were all excited. Now they can not only play Cuju with the emperor of the dynasty, but also be teammates with the Duke of Protector of the Country who has made great military achievements. This is simply too exciting!

Everyone's enthusiasm for the game instantly rose.

Eunuch Huang was the referee in the middle, waving a small flag: "——The game begins!"