Fengchen really didn't want to stay, but that didn't mean he didn't want to see someone.
At this moment, he was standing in front of "Li Xiu" who had escaped through urine.
"Li Xiu?" Feng Chen raised his eyebrows with a joking look on his face.
Jiang Fan chuckled: "Foreign minister, I have met Master Feng."
Feng Chen snorted softly in his nostrils: "Li Xiu...others can't tell, how many times have you and I dealt with each other, is it interesting?"
Jiang Fan was stunned: "What do you mean by this?"
"Let the old woman behind you stay away. I have no intention of killing you today."
Turning around and looking back, he was of course talking about the handsome young man from Wenren who was not happy to be manipulated into an old woman by Jiang Fan.
"Too much caution..." Feng Chen stared at him with a somewhat complicated expression: "When you are prepared, who in this world dares to say that he can capture you..."
Jiang Fan knew that the Daizhou assassination must have left a shadow on Fengchen.
He chuckled lightly and motioned for the handsome old man to stay away. Jiang Fan turned around with a smile and said, "Okay, how can you tell?"
Feng Chen had a look of displeasure on his face: "You are a hidden person, how many times have I dealt with you, even if you can't tell, you can still guess it."
This makes sense, but Jiang Fan still doesn't believe it. He really needs to study it carefully when he goes back. This is the second time besides Princess Peacock that someone has seen through it.
"Okay, let's not talk about it. You surprised me."
Fengchen sneered: "Aren't you the same? What on earth did the prince tell you?"
Jiang Fan spread his hands: "I didn't say anything. I guessed it just like you looked at me."
Feng Chen obviously didn't believe it, and said doubtfully: "It's impossible. It's such a big deal to become the Prime Minister. It's impossible to be unprepared."
Jiang Fan said helplessly: "Believe it or not, that's what happened. The prince did not tell me."
Of course Fengchen didn't believe it, "You didn't tell the truth, and I didn't bother to ask. As expected, the whip fell into your hands, Jiang Fan, you bastard!"
Jiang Fan said seriously: "You can't say that. I have never received the magic whip, and now it is in the hands of the prince. If he insists on saying that, what can I do?"
"It doesn't make sense. Why does the prince insist on you being the prime minister?"
Jiang Fan thought for a while: "I think it's probably because neither I nor Da Qin nor the other four countries can deal with it. The length and size are just right."
Feng Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. What Jiang Fan said was indeed not unreasonable, but based on his experience, he always felt that there was something fishy in it.
But he understood better that he couldn't ask anything from this guy's mouth, so he simply said: "No matter what, this time I will help you become the prime minister of the country, and you want to use my magic whip."
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Is it really that important to you?"
"It's important. If you don't believe me, ask your wife!"
"Ah?" Jiang Fan was confused: "She knows?"
Feng Chen gritted his teeth: "It's not that she knows it clearly, it's her that makes me see more clearly how big the gap is with her. She fought against me and Xiang Chen, and only used the peak power of the sixth transformation, not even the seventh transformation. I Don’t you understand that my Sixth Transformation is just a little bit different, but it’s a huge difference?”
Jiang Fan snorted: "Then, if you want to achieve the Sixth Transformation, you must rely on the Divine Whip."
"Yes, there is nothing else in the world that is useful. This time, you have to borrow it." Fengchen said in a very determined tone.
Jiang Fan lowered his head and thought for a while: "It's impossible and unnecessary to lend it to you. You don't need the magic whip."
Fengchen's pupils shrank slightly, as if he understood something: "...So...are you really recognized by the Divine Whip?"
Jiang Fan smiled softly and said: "We won't know this until we get to the imperial court, but...if I can control it, I can help you. After all, you have indirectly helped me, Qin, this time."
"Indirectly..." Feng Chen's mouth curved meaningfully: "Whatever you say, just agree. Remember, I will keep an eye on you. My things... are mine after all. See you in the imperial court."
For this thing that is mine, it is mine after all. Jiang Fan directly thought of the Phoenix Dynasty secrets in his mind, but he really couldn't mention this matter.
Seeing Feng Chen turn around and leave, Jiang Fan quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute, let me ask you two questions."
Fengchen was a little impatient, but seemed to be patient for the sake of the whip.
"explain."
"First, why are you helping the prince?"
Fengchen did not answer directly, but instead raised his head and looked at the night sky: "Have you ever heard of this sentence? Since ancient times, there has been chaos in the North and there has been a struggle in the South."
Jiang Fan frowned slightly: "You said that in your most annoying year, why did you start going around in circles today?"
Feng Chen sneered: "Nowadays, the Big Dipper is in chaos, and the crape myrtle's light and shadow are wandering. It's the right time for me to cross the South Dipper, but instead, the whole world rebels. You... make me feel very frustrated."
Jiang Fan looked at him blankly: "It's related to me again..."
"Nonsense!" Feng Chen's tone was sullen: "If you dare to do something, you must dare to do it. It's not easy for our Feng family to get to where we are today, and it's so annoying for God to send you down. If the world hadn't turned against Feng, how could I have been easily persuaded by the prince? Don't say that. You don’t understand that in Taiyue’s hands, Ming Ting and An Chao are basically on the left and right, checking and balancing each other.”
Jiang Fan pondered for a moment: "In other words, the prince gave you a way to fight against the rebellion in the world?"
Feng Chen's eyes were filled with fire: "Prince...that guy is somewhat similar to you, but they are completely different. How could he be!"
Jiang Fan was stunned: "No? Then..."
Fengchen waved his hand: "He showed me that I also need time, just like you. Sometimes I really doubt whether the two of you have discussed it."
"Time..." Jiang Fan's mind moved slightly, and he seemed to understand something.
"Yes, time. Qin needs time, the imperial court needs it, and I secretly need it even more. He didn't agree to anything, but he told me that if I do this, I can win. I was convinced by him."
Jiang Fan was a little surprised: "You are not easy to persuade."
Feng Chen stared at him suspiciously: "Otherwise, why would I doubt whether you are the real father and son? Why are you so able to confuse people's hearts?"
Jiang Fan shook his head: "I don't understand why you can gain time by doing this. What do you want to do if you need time?"
Fengchen sneered: "You can't understand? You're a liar!"
Jiang Fan couldn't help but laugh. It wasn't that he really couldn't understand, he was just afraid that he wouldn't think clearly. Broadly speaking, three things stand out.
First, if Taiyue establishes the alliance leader, it will be equivalent to having an extra heavyweight bargaining chip in his hand. He will no longer rely on the Feng family to control the imperial court, and the support for the Feng family will naturally be greatly weakened. This is of course intolerable.
Secondly, the Feng family is now being attacked by many parties, suffering heavy losses and low morale. It is necessary to stabilize the situation and regain stability. In the same situation where stability is required, it is very necessary to cooperate with the prince to stabilize the current situation.
Thirdly, if the Feng family wants to re-establish its position in the five countries, that is to say, it wants to rebuild its sense of presence, then it is obviously a good choice to participate in such important events as supervising the selection of alliance leaders.
As for whether there are others, I'm afraid I have to ask the prince.
"Okay, I don't want to say more about this question. You have one more question, please ask it quickly." Fengchen said impatiently.
Jiang Fan could only smile: "Okay, second question, apart from the reason for the whip, why do you support me as the Prime Minister?"
Feng Chen sneered: "If you don't object, do you support it? You are overthinking."
