Although Li Zhan was highly respected in the palace, he was a eunuch after all. He discussed government affairs in front of a saint. If he had not been regarded as an old man in the palace, his just remarks alone would have been enough to accuse him of transgression.
Emperor Liang looked at the so-called ministers of the court who were kneeling together without saying a word. This calm and intimidating attitude made all the officials present feel terrified. For a time, the entire campus of Prince Ji's Mansion was filled with an extremely chill atmosphere, and only Qin Feng was left. The person yawned, and from time to time he impatiently hummed some nonsense like "It's better to compare".
As one of the bets in this competition, Xie Yun'er did not participate in the bet, so she was one of the few people standing there.
Looking at Qin Feng with his back to the tower in the distance, scratching his butt and scratching his hair from time to time, as if he had ADHD, Xie Yun'er felt guilty and muttered: "This guy is lucky after all, and he coincides with the saint's wishes." , or... you are so wise and foolish, you already have the overall situation at your fingertips?"
As if sensing Xie Yun'er's gaze, Qin Feng slowly turned around.
The moment their eyes met, Xie Yun'er secretly cried out. Under her shameful and angry gaze, Qin Feng actually waved his hand, not shying away from the chilling atmosphere, and shouted loudly: "Yun'er, don't worry, I will win this competition." It’s settled, don’t worry about me.”
Xie Yun'er's cheeks instantly turned red, she bit her thin lips lightly, and whispered: "Damn it, who is worried about you? How shameless!"
However, Qin Feng's shameless voice interrupted the solemn atmosphere of the scene just right.
Emperor Liang, who was struggling to think about how to step down, borrowed his donkey from the slope and said in a deep voice: "The competition is not over yet. Dear friends, please be safe."
The officials breathed a sigh of relief, quickly thanked him, and retreated to their respective positions.
For a moment, countless sharp eyes converged on Qin Feng from all directions. However, the next second, these sharp eyes were replaced by helplessness. In full view of everyone, and in front of saints and civil and military ministers, Qin Feng actually held the tower with one hand and put his hand on his waist, pretending to be a coquettish figure, and kept ogling Xie Yun'er.
Even Xie Yun'er, the most violent girl in Kyoto, couldn't help but blush and lower her head when faced with such a shameless prostitute.
Emperor Liang's understanding of 'shameless' was repeatedly refreshed by Qin Feng, and he couldn't help shaking his head and coughing slightly to relieve the embarrassment in his heart.
Qin Tianhu hurriedly rushed forward, grabbed Qin Feng's collar, and shouted angrily: "You brat, please calm down quickly. If you want a wife, my father will help you arrange a marriage for you when you return home. Now quickly focus on Let's compete. If you lose and make the saint unhappy, everyone in the Qin family will be buried with you."
As the saying goes, the higher you lift, the harder you fall. If things go wrong at the last moment, Qin Tianhu can't even imagine what the outcome is waiting for the Qin family.
Father Qin Feng wanted to eat him, but he didn't dare to argue anymore. He quickly raised his hands in a posture of surrender. It wasn't until Qin Tianhu turned around and left that Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. When he turned around and took a look, he almost became happy again. Ning Hu on the side was trembling with anger, his eyes burning with blazing flames, but there was nothing he could do to Qin Feng for the time being, so that his whole face turned red.
"Qin, just wait for me. Sooner or later you will lose power, and then you will die!" Ning Hu gritted his teeth and regarded Qin Feng as his lifelong enemy.
The competition started again, with Qin Feng and Ning Hu standing under the tower.
All the officials on the scene held their breath. This competition was of great importance to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. It was no longer just a piece of cake.
At this moment, a rope was thrown down from the top of the tower and landed right in front of Qin Feng.
Everyone suddenly realized that Qin Feng had asked the imperial guards to go to the tower just to tie the rope?
Realizing Qin Feng's plan, the officials couldn't help but sneered in a low voice.
"I thought Qin Feng could use some clever tricks, but he held it in for a long time, and that's it?"
"Haha, this brat will definitely lose! We were tricked by him just now. We have already recorded this account, and we will settle it with him when the time comes."
"Hmph! As long as Qin Feng loses, the saint Long Yan will be furious. Even if the saint doesn't kill him, the civil and military officials of the court will not let him go."
Shangshu Hube's heart, which had been hanging on, was finally relieved.
Due to Qin Feng's trick, the situation that they had worked hard to manage fell apart in an instant. Now the war against Beidi is irreversible. The Secretary of the Ministry of Finance was very angry. When he saw Qin Feng's little trick, even the most calm Minister of the Ministry of Finance couldn't help but sneer at him.
"We've been making trouble for a long time, but in the end we're not in a cocoon? Just watch, as long as this kid loses, today next year will be his death anniversary."
The Minister of Household Affairs on the side also breathed a sigh of relief: "The saint has placed such a heavy bet on him. If the saint cannot stand down in public, haha, with the saint's decisive and decisive character, the old and new accounts will definitely be settled together. Young man People are just young people and don’t know how powerful the saints are!”
Everyone can't wait to see Qin Feng's failure and being overwhelmed by the saint's anger.
"start!"
Following Emperor Liang's order, Ning Hu, who was already ready to go, kicked off his legs and jumped more than two meters up. Using his hands and feet together, like a gecko swimming on a wall, he climbed to the top of the tower with his bare hands at an astonishing speed. Climb away.
Ning Qingquan breathed a long sigh of relief, and the anger in his eyes had been replaced by confidence: "We won. At this speed, even the top players in the Forbidden Army cannot be faster."
Just when the officials thought that Qin Feng was destined to lose, Qin Tianhu's roar attracted everyone's attention again.
"You brat, why are you still in a daze? You want to make me angry to death!" Qin Tianhu's eyes were spitting fire, and he wanted to go up and strangle Qin Feng to death.
Only then did everyone realize that Qin Feng was slowly tying a rope around his waist. After tying it, he slowly raised his right hand above his head, clenched his fist, and assumed a 'sprint' posture.
At this time, Ning Hu was already halfway up the tower, only a few feet away from the top.
Ning Qingquan was in a good mood and couldn't help but sneer: "Qin Feng, even if you rely on the rope to borrow strength, the difference is so big, you are already defeated. I advise you not to fight to the death."
Shangshu Hube narrowed his eyes, revealing a strong murderous intent: "I don't believe this brat can turn decay into magic again."
Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Feng shouted: "Charge!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bulging sack fell from the top of the tower. The sack weighed several hundred kilograms. It relied on the simple pulley on the top of the tower to directly pull Qin Feng up.
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, who had experienced countless storms and waves, opened their mouths wider and wider.
