minister wants to kill the king

As soon as the words fell, Xue Lang's heart sank.

In his previous life, he had no contact with this fake Feng Su. He just obeyed the secret order of Fenghuai City and arranged for someone to get rid of him on the way to send Feng Su to the fiefdom, creating the illusion that Feng Su was killed by the rebels.

But he clearly remembered that this fake Feng Su was clearly a mute, why did he suddenly speak?

Fake Fengsu looked at the two of them in horror, his teeth were chattering, and he tried to shrink himself into a corner to reduce his sense of existence.

Feng Su was a little surprised and said, "Didn't you say that I lost my voice?"

Fake Feng Su opened his mouth tremblingly, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if there was something blocked in his throat, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, "I will, they think I can't."

Feng Su stepped into the carriage and approached the false Feng Su, who hurriedly covered his head.Feng Su ignored him and tore something from the fake Feng Su's waist, which was a badge that could prove his identity.

Fake Fengsu "Don't kill me"

Feng Su hung the badge on his waist, and drew out his sword.

Fake Feng Su shuddered again at the sound of the sharp blade being unsheathed, "Don't"

A hand was pressed on Feng Su's wrist, Feng Su turned his head in surprise, Xue Lang whispered, "Let him be spared."

Feng Su frowned slightly, "It's a disaster to keep him." When did Xue Lang become so soft-hearted?

"I know, but he's like this, it won't cause any trouble, Your Highness, please spare his life." This was the first time Xue Lang called his Highness this year.

Feng Su felt even more strange, he still maintained the posture of raising the sword, and asked with some doubts, "Why?"

The existence of this fake Feng Su is a great disaster, he knows so many secrets, if Feng Huaicheng finds out, or is used by someone with a heart, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Feng Su felt uneasy in his heart, why did Xue Lang stop him for such an important matter?

Xue Lang let go of his hand, "He looks so similar to His Highness, I can't bear it." He lowered his eyes and said in a rather bitter tone, "I overstepped."

Feng Su was stunned for a moment when he heard the words. He didn't expect Xue Lang to answer like this. He subconsciously turned his face to look at the fake Feng Su. fear.

Even though they look similar, they have completely different temperaments, and anyone can tell the two of them apart.

He and His Highness look so similar, always feel a little unbearable.

Feng Su only felt a sudden tremor at the tip of his heart, it was so soft that it was a mess.

Feng Su laughed twice, then realized that he had lost his composure, turned his face back, and said solemnly, "Is this the time to be entangled in these things, if I don't kill him?"

Xue Lang sighed, "Let him spare his life, I assure Your Highness that he will never let him get into trouble."

Feng Su felt that Xue Lang was a bit uncharacteristic today, "Why are you suddenly?"

"I look uncomfortable." Xue Lang said.

When Feng Su saw the cowardly face of the fake Feng Su, he felt panicked. He didn't understand Xue Lang's thoughts at all, but Xue Lang went on to say, "If you were me, this person looks exactly like me, your highness would you?" Soft-hearted"

"" Feng Su thought in his heart that this person might have died in the wilderness by now.

"No one else is you." Feng Su was about to give in to Xue Lang, and said discouragedly, "Forget it, it's up to you." He put down his sword, glanced at the fake Feng Su, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Only then did Xue Lang laugh, and Feng Su instantly felt like King Zhou You of Fenghuo Opera, and Xue Lang was the concubine.

The fake Fengsu was stuffed into the back carriage, and the two left in the carriage. In order to prevent Feng Huaicheng from sending someone to kill him on the way, the two diverted to take a small road and headed for Jingyang. On the way, Xue Lang entrusted the fake Fengsu to This is a remote farm family, so Feng Su can rest assured.

However, the people who had ambushed in advance in Fenghuai City waited for a few days on the official road, but they did not wait for the convoy to Fengsu.

The carriage headed northeast all the way to Jingyang.

The local magistrate went out of the city to meet him, but only Feng Su and Xue Lang were there.Xue Lang pretended to be Feng Su's chief guard, because of Feng Su's reputation as a dumb lord, Xue Lang was in charge of all negotiations.

The magistrate hosted a banquet to welcome Feng Su. Although the world knew that Jingyanghou was like a useless person, and the emperor didn't like his younger brother, but he was a relative of the emperor after all.

The royal relatives and relatives who came to the fief should bring a lot of servants with them, why did they come here.If it weren't for the waist badge and official documents, the magistrate would have suspected that he had picked up the wrong person.

Xue Lang said that he met rebels on the way, and the rest of the guards were killed by the rebels, and their luggage was also looted by them. Only he and Feng Su escaped by chance.

The magistrate was frightened out of his wits, he never expected that Jingyang Hou had escaped from the dead once, and he kept pleading guilty, if something happened to Feng Su, he would be implicated as well.

Feng Suduan was sitting on the table, smiling and waving his hands, signaling to the magistrate to feel at ease, now he is only responsible for smiling and gesticulating, and Xue Lang will do the rest of the entertainment, so he can be an easy-going dumb lord with peace of mind.

When this incident happened, the magistrate also forgot to ask about the details, but kept pleading guilty, saying that he wanted to plead guilty to the sage, but Xue Lang flatly refused, saying that Fengsu would write a letter to explain the situation to the sage.

Jingyang's magistrate's mother-in-law talked a lot, after the feast, Xue Lang kept talking to the prefect, patiently answering the prefect's various questions, Feng Su even felt that Xue Lang had finished talking for a month.

After the meal, the magistrate personally sent them to the mansion, Feng Huaicheng naturally would not let people say that he was treating his younger brother harshly in these trivial matters, Jingyang Hou's mansion was built quite lavishly, with carved beams and painted buildings, rockery pavilions, exquisite and grand.

The servants were also arranged by the prefect in advance, and they lined up in two rows in an orderly manner to greet Fengsu.

After the magistrate left, the steward asked Feng Su to look at the accounts of the mansion, Feng Su pointed to Xue Lang, motioned to hand it over to Xue Lang, and dutifully made a complete appearance of the useless prince.

So everyone in the mansion knew that Marquis Jingyang was really useless.

Becoming the Marquis of Jingyang is the first step.

According to Feng Su's understanding of Fenghuaicheng, the other party must want to get rid of Fengsu on the way, and now that he has arrived in Jingyang safe and sound, the news will definitely reach Fenghuaicheng's ears soon

Next, it's time to see the tricks.