protect my lady

Fu Feiyu stayed in Suzhou for about five days, and spent two days looking at the information sent by Mr. Fang. After getting a general idea of ​​the garrison and tax revenue in Nanjing, he continued to set off.

After arriving in Zhejiang, the team's progress slowed down.Compared with Nanjing, Zhejiang is a bit unfamiliar to both of them. It was more than a year ago that they came here together last time. At that time, they also got the saltworks in Jiaxing Prefecture.

"Does Qingchen still remember the prefect of Jiaxing? He did a lot of bad things when we were in Jiaxing." Fu Feiyu's memory is still pretty good. After seeing the prefect of Jiaxing, he remembered what happened at that time.

"It seems to be taking bribes in a disguised form." Mu Qingchen frowned and thought for a while, "It seems to be colluding with people from the Four Seas Gang."

"Yes, that's him." Fu Feiyu squinted his eyes, and moved his gaze out of the window, "It wasn't enough, and later he seemed to spend all his money to buy a lot of supplies and send them to Huguang, probably because he was cleaned up by sister."

The magistrate of Jiaxing is now trembling like walking on thin ice. When he heard that Fu Feiyu was named Prince Jin, he almost fainted.Now both Zhejiang and Nanjing are the fiefdoms of Prince Jin, if he holds grudges, he doesn't know how he died.

Later, although I took refuge in the Holy One, that didn't mean that I could get rid of my crimes, maybe I left myself for Prince Jin to take care of himself.

After thinking about it this way, the prefect of Jiaxing became even more restless, which caused his face to be particularly ugly when he picked him up.

"Who is the prefect of Jiaxing?" Fu Feiyu also recognized the special prefect of Jiaxing.

"I'm here, I've seen the prince." The magistrate of Jiaxing knelt on the ground and couldn't help but start to sweat.

"I see that the magistrate's face looks a bit grim. Is he too busy with his work recently?" Fu Feiyu is not a kind person, since he bumped into his own hand, he should show something.

"Going back to the lord is the problem of the lower officials themselves. When you get older, you will get sick easily." The magistrate of Jiaxing let the sweat on his forehead slide down his cheeks, knelt on the ground and dared not make any unnecessary movements.

Fu Feiyu smiled, "Since that's the case, why don't you ask your lord to change to a more leisurely position?"

Sure enough, the lord held grudges, and the magistrate of Jiaxing was relieved when he heard Fu Feiyu's words. It seemed that his life was saved, but he would be sent to a more leisurely place.

"What the lord said is that I'd better find a more leisurely job." Jiaxing prefect said flatteringly.

She really doesn't have any backbone at all. Sure enough, it's different after she has an identity. The words that come out of her mouth carry a lot of weight.

"Master Chief Executive, then I will leave this matter to you." Fu Feiyu said with some lack of interest. It is good to use power to suppress people, but if you use it too much, it will become boring.

"Your Majesty would like to obey the prince's orders."

The Chief Envoy of Zhejiang Province is a relatively talented person. He invited Fu Feiyu to participate in some kind of lake tour conference, and by the way, he will be the judge of the annual poetry meeting.

The lake tour conference was not an official event, but a local traditional program. When he heard that there were many novel performances on it, Fu Feiyu agreed.

As noble princes, Fu Feiyu and Mu Qingchen boarded a three-story cruise ship.Standing on the top deck, you can overlook most of the cruise ships on the West Lake.

"My lord, there is a stage set up in the middle of the lake. It was organized by rich local households, and they spent money to make everyone lively." Several families and merchants.

Fu Feiyu listened to it and answered it, but she planned to be the prince of the hands-off, and she didn't intend to get involved in this matter.

After seeing Fu Feiyu's flat reaction, the chief envoy frowned indiscernibly.No matter how you look at it, Prince Jin doesn't look like someone who intends to be big. Those people's worries are unnecessary.

The chief envoy of Zhejiang can also be regarded as a member of Fu Feichen, but he is different from Mr. Fang in Nanjing.Mr. Fang was from the side of the empress dowager's relatives, but he took refuge in Fu Feichen five years ago, and took advantage of a shareholder wind to achieve the position of Chief Executive.

Compared with Lord Fang and others' unconditional trust in Fu Feiyu, the Minister Jiang is still wary of the current Prince Jin, and is very worried that Prince Jin will inflate his ambitions over time.

If that time really comes, Prince Jin, who has Nanjing and Zhejiang as his fief and [-] soldiers, will be difficult to deal with!

"My lord, please enjoy the beautiful scenery, and I will leave first." Political envoy Jiang Bu did not come to a conclusion easily, and left first after finding an excuse.

Jiang Buzheng's temptation was very secretive, Fu Feiyu didn't realize it, and it was even more convenient for her and Mu Qingchen to live in a two-person world after the idlers retreated.

"Look, Qingchen, those acrobatics should be real." Fu Feiyu accused the stage in the center of the lake and said, "The one who can swallow a sharp sword is not someone who is good at martial arts."

"It should be." Mu Qingchen's eyesight has improved a lot since practicing martial arts, and he can clearly see the performances on the stage from a distance.

"Oh, that sword is quite long. I guess I have practiced it since I was a child, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do it." Fu Feiyu said with one hand on the railing of the cruise ship, with great interest.

After watching the sword swallower take out the sword from his mouth intact, there was a burst of applause at the scene, and everyone applauded.

After the performance of swallowing swords, the next program is to perform bone shrinking skills in public.Seeing a tall man hiding in a narrow box, Mu Qingchen applauded unconsciously.

"Fei Yu, do you know how to shrink bones?" Mu Qingchen was amazed, feeling that he had gained some insight.

Fu Feiyu blinked, she really didn't know how to do this, "I usually learn swordsmanship from my master, and I specialize in it. Compared with swordsmanship, the bone shrinking function has limited scope."

Mu Qingchen was just asking casually, but after hearing Fu Feiyu's serious explanation, the smile on his face grew even more.

"Indeed, Fei Yu's swordsmanship is the best I've ever seen, no one is a match for Fei Yu." Mu Qingchen said rainbow fart casually.

Of course, I am very good.Fu Feiyu had already raised her tail in her heart, but she still had a humble expression on the surface.

"Although my swordsmanship is very good, the swordsmanship of my master, uncle Bai Su, and senior sister was in front of me at that time, so I'm probably at the third or fourth level."

Mu Qingchen smiled, turned her head and kissed Fu Fei's face, "That's really good, enough for me to learn for a lifetime."

"Learning is endless, maybe after a few decades, Qingchen, you will be better than me."

"That's unlikely. I practiced martial arts more than ten years later than you. How could I surpass you so quickly?"

Accompanied by the sound of the two talking and laughing, something happened suddenly, and a huge explosion suddenly sounded from the lake, and many masked men in black rushed towards Fu Feiyu with sharp swords.

Protect the prince!Thirteen and others quickly appeared from the shadows, drew out their swords and stood in front of Fu Feiyu.

After noticing the movement on the lake, the guards who were guarding the first and second floors also rushed up quickly, directly protecting Fu Feiyu and Mu Qingchen with their bodies.

"My lord, you should go to the second floor to take shelter first, and wait for the officials to take down these assassins first." The political envoy Jiang Bu reacted quickly, and immediately came up to take Fu Feiyu to a safer place.

Fu Feiyu frowned and looked at the fight between Thirteen and the assassin not far away, "No, those people are not good."

This group of assassins had mediocre martial arts skills, barely a second-rate level. Except for the leader who could tie with the thirteen and others, the rest of them would die if they went to the inner guard.

As for ordinary officers and soldiers, their only function is to take the opportunity to control the assassin after he is hacked and disabled.

Seeing this one-sided situation, the leader killer's eyes almost popped out. Although he knew that he would be caught sooner or later, it was too fast, he couldn't even reach Fu Feiyu's side!

After thinking of the task he had received, the leader of the assassins directly received Shi Sanyi's sword without dodging, so as to get out of the battle, and rushed straight towards Fu Feiyu.

"Incompetent Xiaoxiao." Fu Feiyu didn't panic at all, and after the leader beat back a few soldiers, he drew out his sword and rushed forward.

Injecting internal force into the sword body, he directly broke through the boss's defense and removed his sword-holding arm.

Seeing the blood splashing towards him, Fu Feiyu turned sideways slightly and kicked it, completely making the leader lose his ability to resist.

"Master Jiang, take these assassins down for interrogation." Fu Feiyu took out a square handkerchief from his bosom, and wiped the sword in his hand carefully while speaking.

After hearing Fu Feiyu's order, Jiang Buzheng closed his jaw that was about to drop from shock, and responded repeatedly.

Why did he forget it, the prince in front of him is not an ordinary nobleman, he is a teacher of the state, when it comes to martial arts, there is no one present who is his opponent.

With such a big incident happening in front of his own face, Jiang Buzheng naturally did not dare to slack off at all, and immediately interrogated the assassin after he was caught.After the interrogation without food until late at night, there was a reluctant result.

Looking at the confession in his hand, Political Envoy Jiang Bo frowned tightly.

How could such things be seen by Prince Jin? This must be a trick to sow discord!

"Master Jiang, if it is confirmed that it is correct, I will take this confession with me." Thirteen said flatly.Although he didn't quite believe the so-called confessions of this group of assassins, but since it was written in the confession, he had to bring the news back in time.

The political envoy Jiang Bu couldn't stop Shisan again, so after carefully reading the confession, he had no choice but to ask him to take him back and report back first.

Fu Feiyu and Mu Qingchen had relatively regular schedules, and they had already laid down to rest when Shisan returned.Shisan has been with Fu Feiyu for a long time, so he naturally knows that it is inconvenient to disturb the two of them at this time.It is still light to wake up the prince. If he disturbs the good things of the prince, he may be punished by the prince.

As soon as Shisan left, Jiang Buzheng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and wrote another secret letter overnight, calling for his trusted subordinates to send it to the capital quickly.

In Jiang Buzheng's view, these people's schemes were very stupid, but he couldn't help but knock them out, and what came out of the interrogation was what they had prepared long ago.

Alas, I don't know if Prince Jin has such thoughts.It's not good, but if there is, you can make a big fuss about what happened today, and the Holy One will be pleased by that time.

When the sun slowly rose from the east the next day, Fu Feiyu and Mu Qingchen got out of bed, and it was customary to practice swords for an hour before breakfast.

After Fu Feiyu washed and changed again, Shisan handed over the confession he got last night.

"These are the confessions of the assassins last night?" Fu Feiyu finished it casually, frowned at the thick stack of papers.

"My lord, these were interrogated overnight by my subordinates and the chief minister." Thirteen respectfully replied, "But those assassins are stubborn, and I cannot be sure of the authenticity of these testimonies."

Fu Feiyu nodded, and unfolded the confession to browse.

"Ridiculous!" After Fu Feiyu took a few glances, an angry look appeared on his face, "Those assassins think I'm a fool? Such absurd words can be made up! My sister and I have a good relationship!"

Fu Feiyu said angrily, "Thirteen, go and interrogate them again, and if they don't want to say anything, they can be executed on the spot."

"Yes." Thirteen took the order to retreat.

"What's the matter, what did those assassins say?" Mu Qingchen asked curiously, "Is it related to Shengshang?"

Fu Feiyu snorted, and handed the confession in his hand to Mu Qingchen, "Qingchen, you can see for yourself, those assassins simply regard me as a fool."

Mu Qingchen unfolded the confession and looked at it, and frowned after scanning the previous paragraphs, "The intention of provocation is too obvious."

"That is to say, don't those people know that my sister and I have a very good relationship?" Fu Feiyu said disdainfully, "Since she became the throne, she can't get enough sleep every day, so it would be nice not to drag me to work as a coolie." , who will send someone to assassinate me to solve any future troubles."

Those assassins and the people behind them are probably as stupid as pigs. They don't understand such a simple truth, and it's almost time to leave this world.

When Shisan returned to the prison, Political Envoy Jiang Bu was still interrogating the assassins. Seeing the black eyes, he probably hadn't rested all night.

"Master Jiang, the prince sent me to interrogate one of the assassins again." Thirteen clasped his fists and said.

"My lord, please." Political envoy Jiang Bu was also old, and he couldn't handle the all-night interrogation, so he leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

Thirteen's interrogation method was very simple and violent. He directly pulled out the saber in his hand and placed it in the most important position of the man.

"I'll ask you again, who sent you here." Thirteen said coldly, "If you talk nonsense, you will understand the consequences."

Who can resist this, the assassin broke out in a cold sweat, his face was full of struggles.

"Three, two, one!" Thirteen said and did it. Seeing that the assassin didn't respond at all, he swung the sword in his hand and spurted out blood.

"Ah!" A miserable cry sounded in the prison, and the assassin's face turned pale instantly.

Seeing the miserable end of their companions, the faces of the remaining assassins all showed signs of struggle.

Death is not scary, what is afraid of is death without a whole body, and the most feared thing about a death without a whole body is the loss of descendants. Even if such a person is reborn in the next life, he will still be a eunuch!That would be the death of children and grandchildren!

Political envoy Jiang was startled when he saw Shisan's method. It was the first time he had seen such a method. Only people from internal guards would use such an interrogation method.

"Is there anything else you want to say? If none of you have anything to say, then my sword will not be polite." Shisan rarely showed a smile on his face.

Such a smile is extremely dazzling in the eyes of other assassins, how could such a mad person be met by them.

Thirteen's threat was very scary, but these assassins were already prepared to die when they came, so they all resigned to their fate after struggling a lot.

Seeing that each of these assassins had a "backbone", Shisan was not in a hurry to directly cut at the leader, and then cut them first and then killed them one by one, which put a lot of pressure on the people behind.

"Hey, there's only the last one left, and it's almost over." Thirteen said with a smile, and put the sword directly on his lower body, "Three, two, one..."

"I said, I said! Let me go, I will say everything!" This man was the youngest among the assassins, and after seeing his seniors die one by one, his heart finally collapsed.

"What do you want to say?" Shisan showed a satisfied smile on his face, just admit it, and it didn't cost him castration one by one.

"I don't know who the leader is dealing with, but I know that he is an official in the imperial court, an official in the capital, and his rank should be very high. He made a big deal." The assassin swallowed, and told all the information he knew. Confided in one brain.

"I've told you everything I know, please give me a good time." The assassin closed his eyes and said.

Thirteen didn't act immediately, but began to wash his sword with a side of wine, "Have you seen the person who traded with you?"

"This... I was standing by the leader at the time, and I saw him when he came in."

"Very good." The smile on Thirteen's face deepened, "Congratulations on getting a chance to live. As long as you are willing to follow us to find that person, I will let you live."

"Really? Can I survive?" The assassin's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

When accepting this errand, the leader had already said that it was a task of ten deaths and no life, so he also gave them a lot of money for An's family.

"Naturally, our prince has always been very clear about rewards and punishments. Your assassination of the prince is a capital crime, but if you make up for your mistakes and find out who is behind the scenes, the prince is willing to let you live."

The temptation of surviving was too tempting, and the assassin had already confessed a lot of information, so he nodded and agreed without much thought.

"Okay, I'll help you find someone, but I hope my family won't be hurt. Even if you turn your back on it afterwards, please don't affect innocent people."

Thirteen smiled without saying a word, and motioned for the jailer on the side to put the assassin down.

This assassin is also somewhat self-aware, but the future will depend on the prince's will.

When Shisan asked the assassin who was behind the scenes, Jiang Buzheng also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, sir, for your help this time." Political envoy Jiang Bo cupped his hands in thanks.

"Your Majesty's speech is serious. These are the orders of the prince." Thirteen said with a normal expression, "As soon as the prince saw the so-called confession this morning, he knew that someone was going to separate the relationship between the emperor and the prince, so he specially sent me here again. Interrogation side."

"What should we do if these assassins still slander the Holy Majesty?" Jiang Buzheng carefully tested Shisan's attitude.

"That's easy." Thirteen put the cleaned swords back into their scabbards, "Just kill them all."

Jiang Buzheng nodded, and let go of his guard against Fu Feiyu a little in his heart.

The matter of the assassin came to an end for now, and the assassin who was willing to cooperate was sent to the capital under heavy escort, waiting for Fu Feichen's final decision.

Probably the assassin was too incompetent, but Fu Feiyu was not disrupted by the events of that day, and still took Mu Qingchen to the poetry conference as scheduled.

To put it bluntly, this poetry conference means that all famous scholars in Zhejiang will gather together, and then people with high morals and high status will come up with questions, and they will write poems.

Among them, the most outstanding person would be personally received by the chief envoy in previous years. As for this year, after Fu Feiyu came, he would naturally be received by Prince Jin in person.

The students in Zhejiang area are not those old-fashioned people, after seeing Fu Feiyu taking Mu Qingchen to participate, they all flattered Mu Qingchen.

Don't have too many poems about beautiful women, immortal mandarin ducks.

Probably because high-grade flattering sounds more comfortable, Fu Feiyu smiled at those who flattered, and a few good ones even said a few words of encouragement.

To Fu Feiyu, these things are just lip service, but in the eyes of these students, it is a great honor. To a certain extent, it represents the brother of the Holy Majesty, Prince Jin, who recognized his talent!

The poetry conference was held in full swing, and Fu Feiyu didn't get involved too much in it, just picked a theme intentionally.The specific judging rules are still the same, and her existence is like a mascot.

The local students from Hangzhou who won in the end, Fu Feiyu also showed great face after the poetry conference. With a wave of his hand, he booked the best restaurant in Hangzhou and invited all the students to dinner.

As for the most outstanding student, he naturally went to the private room to have dinner with Fu Feiyu.

The winning student was named Xing Xiu, with red lips and white teeth, and he looked like he was not too old.

"My lord, the student has a bold proposal. I wonder if the lord can listen to the student's explanation." Xing Xiu respectfully saluted, and only dared to sit down after both of them were seated.

"You can accept any proposal." Fu Feiyu said with a smile, with a very kind attitude.

"My lord, the students feel that women in this world should be given a chance, a chance to enter school, take an imperial examination, and become an official!" Xing Xiu said, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Give the woman a chance?" Fu Feiyu raised his eyebrows, and immediately showed interest in this point, "Let's hear it."

"My lord, the Holy Majesty is your sister now, which is enough to show that women can sometimes beat men." Xing Xiu boldly said something that sounded a bit offensive.

After all, Fu Feiyu's current identity is a man, Xing Xiu's words can be regarded as directly offending her, saying that she is not as good as Fu Feichen.

No matter what the facts are, Xing Xiu's words in front of Fu Feiyu are enough to turn Fu Feiyu's face.