Chapter 450: Wasted Effort

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Facing the assassination of the old Chu nobles, Ying Feiyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer.

He placed the pebble he had just picked up on his fingertips and flicked it out carelessly.

"when……"

The stone was impartial, hitting the old Chu nobleman's wrist just right.

The dagger fell to the ground and made a crisp sound!

"Ouch! What is it? It hurts me so much!"

The old Chu nobleman covered his wrist and grimaced in pain.

"Hahaha……!"

This time the Flying Eagle team members laughed even louder, "Now you know how powerful our prince is, right?"

"Is it you? Is it your boy?"

The old Chu nobles didn't know whether they felt pain or hatred. In short, they just stared at the young lady with ferocious faces.

"I must kill you!"

Unable to move one hand, the old Chu noble used the other hand to pick up the dagger on the ground.

But as soon as I held it in my hand, I felt a sharp pain in my wrist, as if something was about to penetrate it!

Then there was severe pain in both legs one after another, and he fell to his knees directly on the ground!

"What? Are you giving in now?"

Ying Feiyu laughed playfully.

"you you……"

"Okay, don't leave mine, take it away!"

After saying that, Xiao Zhengtai waved to the Flying Eagles, and everyone swarmed up and carried several people out of the yard.

"Ying Feiyu, you have caused great harm to me. Even if we act like ghosts, we will not let you go!"

The old Chu nobleman whose hands and feet were injured continued to struggle and insult the young lady even though he was being held up.

"Snapped……"

But the result was that he was slapped hard by Peng Yue.

Half of his face suddenly swelled up, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"you……"

The rebellious old Chu people wanted to curse, but another slap came one after another.

Peng Yue was tall and thick, with tendons all over his body, the size of a palm and a cattail leaf fan.

With two slaps, the originally white and tender old Chu nobleman was immediately beaten into a pig's head.

Blood mixed with the teeth dripped out, and the man was beaten unconscious, unable to resist, and allowed to be dragged by the Flying Eagles!

"Damn it, Lao Peng, can you be gentler next time? The blood is all splattered on me. My wife just cleaned my armor!"

"Who says it's not the case? That guy's blood is all on my shoes. It's really unlucky!"

The two soldiers holding the noble had their facial features tangled together, and they complained in disgust.

This guy is really addicted to his hands, but what he soiled is their clothes. It would be strange if he didn't get angry!

"Okay, brothers, I, Lao Peng, must pay attention next time, hehe!"

Peng Yue smiled, revealing a row of uneven teeth.

"These guys are actually planning to turn the drug into buds and sell them to foreign countries!"

After several old Chu nobles were taken away, Han Xin kicked the bamboo basket filled with pottery pots on the ground and sneered.

"Hmph! They are just brainless pigs! If a foreign country gets the land buds, the first one to attack is Da Qin. They are in Da Qin, how can they stay out of the matter and not be involved in the war...?"

Ying Feiyu looked at the things on the ground and the scattered information, and snorted coldly, "I still want to have that dream of getting rich, but I'm afraid they have a life to make money, but not a life to spend!"

"It's really dangerous. If the young master hadn't discovered their purpose in time and stopped a few people, the consequences would have been disastrous!"

Although Han Xin despised several people, he still had lingering fears.

"Just these few people can't make any waves!"

Ying Feiyu bent down and picked up a drawing on the ground and said with a smile.

"Why?"

Han Xin didn't know why.

"Because the materials they obtained are used to train newcomers, the proportions above have been adjusted, and the power has been reduced to the minimum. Even if they are really made into land buds, their power may not be enough to kill a sheep! "

"Ah...! So that's it!"

Han Xin suddenly realized, "Doesn't that mean they are wasting their efforts?"

"That's not true! They have obtained the formula. With time and adjustments, it is possible to produce real buds!"

Huoyao was originally one of the four great inventions of ancient China. After thousands of years of human improvement, the thermal weapons of later generations were created.

But now those old Chu nobles have obtained the low-configuration medicine and found that it is not powerful enough, so they will naturally mix it. As long as they are given time, it is estimated that within a year, they will develop a truly powerful land bud!

That's why he was anxious to catch the person who stole the medicine!

"What are you going to do to those people who have ulterior motives?"

Han Xin asked.

"Take him back for interrogation first and see if you can find out anything else! If you find nothing, just kill him!"

"yes!"

After Han Xin accepted the order, he led others to take away all the gunpowder, training materials and clay pots in the yard.

The entire courtyard was empty except for two pools of blood left by the old Chu nobles!



After returning to the palace, it was already the time when the lanterns were lit, and Mingde was waiting anxiously outside Guanghua Hall.

After seeing Ying Feiyu's figure, he immediately came up to him, "Oh! My Crown Prince! Your Majesty has sent people to urge you two or three times. If you don't go, I'm afraid you will get angry!"

"Why are you so anxious? It's not time for the banquet yet!"

"My Lord! It's already midnight. All the civil and military ministers are here, waiting for you! Your Majesty said that there will be no banquet until you arrive!"

Jing Fu was running around anxiously.

The prince didn't leave a word when he left, and he didn't know where he went!

Two groups of people have been sent to search everywhere, and all the prince's properties have been searched, but they can't find it!

Fortunately, the prince is back, otherwise, he would have washed his neck clean and waited for His Majesty to chop him off!

"Don't worry, I know what's going on! The banquet will start at Xu time, and I'll be back at You time. Isn't it just right?"

Xiao Zhengtai showed a cute smile.

This was my mother's first birthday dinner as queen. How could he be late?

"Okay, okay, okay, my Lord! Let's go quickly!"

Mind pulled him to run towards Huayang Palace.

But Ying Feiyu broke away and said, "Don't worry, I am also a prince after all. I can't go to the banquet wearing this outfit, right?"

Today is the official banquet, and he wears casual clothes when he goes out. If he goes to the banquet in this outfit, the old man will scold him again!

"Ouch! Your Majesty, please forgive me. This slave is in a hurry. The clothes are already prepared and are in the bedroom. Please change your clothes!"

Mingde ran ahead with small steps and quickly made a gesture of invitation.

After a while, Ying Feiyu changed his clothes and walked towards Huayang Palace with his little hands on his back.

In the Huayang Hall, the sound of silk and bamboo musical instruments continued to sound, the lights were bright, and it was very lively.

But Ying Zheng’s face didn’t look good!

"Why hasn't the boy arrived yet?"

"Go back to Your Majesty. I just sent someone to urge you. They said they left the palace and haven't returned yet!"

Jingfu was also trembling and cautious in replying, feeling extremely anxious.