No one will fall for this low-level trick.
but……
Zhao Li didn't even think about it and agreed: "That's right!"
"In order for the peace talks to proceed smoothly, I am willing to change the Minister of Punishment, but..."
"Child Qin Feng, don't go back on your word. If you don't even have this bit of credit, wouldn't you make the world laugh at you?"
As he spoke, Zhao Li got off his horse.
The generals tried their best to stop him, but Zhao Li was resolute and walked towards Qin Feng.
Before Zhao Li could reach him, Qin Feng winked at Ning Hu. Without saying a word, Ning Hu pushed the Dali Temple Qing back, then rushed forward and pushed Zhao Li to the ground.
"General!"
The generals of the Dragon and Tiger Army and the East and West Camps were all furious. The military situation was turbulent for a while, especially the cavalry of the Dragon and Tiger Army, who almost charged directly.
Fortunately, at the last moment, Ning Hu put the knife on Zhao Li's neck, and the soldiers stationed in the city had to retreat.
For a time, all kinds of roars and curses came and went.
Seeing that the Minister of Punishment was still in Qin Feng's hands, Zhao Li was "furious": "Qin Feng, you actually went back on your word!"
Qin Feng grinned and said nonchalantly: "When life and death are at stake, who will be honest with you?"
"Commander Zhao, you are a man of iron bones. Naturally, your words are hard to follow."
"And I'm just a yellow-haired boy. What kind of credit do you have? How much does it cost per pound?"
Zhao Li looked like he was gritting his teeth and stared at Qin Feng: "You brat, remember this, the saint will never let you go!"
Qin Feng ignored Zhao Li's abuse at all. With a wave of his hand, the Tianji Camp guards escorted Zhao Li back to the formation.
Listening to Zhao Li's hysterical curses, Qin Feng felt funny in his heart.
This Commander Zhao's acting skills are too poor.
But at this time, it was too late to pay attention to these minor details. Anyway, no one could tell the difference between reality and fiction.
As a result, Qin Feng had three hostages in his hands, and they were all heavyweights.
But these chips don't seem to be interesting enough.
Just when Qin Feng was secretly thinking about who to arrest, suddenly, there was a commotion from behind.
When he turned around, he saw a group of military officials running towards this side.
While running, he shouted: "Master Shangshu, please persuade Qin Hou, don't continue to be stubborn."
"As long as Qin Feng reins in his horse and the saint has a kind heart, he will definitely be given a lighter sentence."
Qin Tianhu, who was protected in the crowd, couldn't help but feel happy when he saw a group of old subordinates running towards him.
On the surface, he was shocked, waving his hands quickly and shouting to stop.
"Go back, don't get involved."
The Minister of War was very fast and ran to the front of the formation in a few steps. Under the gaze of everyone, he actually wiped away tears and looked very sad.
"Master Shangshu, Marquis of Qin, you are all heroes of Daliang, why do you act like this?"
"It's time to turn back and find the shore."
"Surrender quickly and stop struggling."
There were more than a dozen officials from the Ministry of War who came to persuade him to surrender, ranging from the minister to the chief officer, spanning the fourth and fifth ranks.
Good guy, even if you are here to "deliver meat", you won't all come, right? This drama is indeed a bit fake.
but……
It doesn't matter how fake it is, as long as it works, anyway, things in Kyoto have always been true and false, and many things will not be revealed even if they are seen through.
Qin Feng waved his hand and accepted the order.
The officers under his command directly grabbed a group of military officials and twisted them into the formation. After they were out of sight of other people, they quickly let go.
The guards clasped their fists in salute and apologized to the officials of the Ministry of War.
"My lords, I have offended you a lot."
The Minister of Military Affairs chuckled lightly, waved his hand, indicating that it was okay, then turned to look at Qin Tianhu, shaking his head with emotion.
"Master Shangshu, in our Ministry of War, all the officials who can be summoned are here."
Qin Tianhu said with a smile on his face: "Thank you all."
"I, Qin Tianhu, will remember today's feelings in my heart. As long as I am still the Minister of the Ministry of War, you will always be officials of the Ministry of War."
The officials of the Ministry of War and Qin Tianhu looked at each other and smiled.
At the same time, the Minister of Dali Temple clasped his hands behind his back and stared at Qin Tianhu with unkind eyes.
Finally, he let out a long sigh.
"Brother Qin, do you and your son want to poke a hole in the sky before you give up?"
"Since the founding of Daliang, has anyone ever made such a fuss?"
Facing the scolding from the Minister of Dali Temple, Qin Tianhu laughed and bowed quickly.
"I can't help it. If there is an unfilial son in the family, I can't send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, right?"
"Brother Zhao, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness."
Dali Temple Qing shook his head, his eyes full of helplessness.
At this moment, Qin Feng also squeezed over, looking puzzled.
"Master Cheng, you have always behaved yourself in the imperial court and never formed cliques. Why did you help me today?"
Without waiting for the Dali Temple Minister to explain, Qin Tianhu raised his leg and kicked Qin Feng directly on the butt.
He glared at Qin Feng angrily: "Why don't you call you Uncle Cheng if you are not a grown-up?"
ha?
Uncle Cheng? !
Qin Feng was confused. When did Dali Temple Qing become his uncle?
Before Qin Feng could react, the minister of Dali Temple sighed and said seriously: "My ancestral home is also Beixi County."
"I and your mother, Qin Cheng, are distant relatives."
"Back then, my father was just a small county magistrate. It was because of his promotion by the Qin family that he climbed up to the capital step by step."
"It's just that now, I hold a high position as the minister of Dali Temple, and I need to avoid suspicion in everything, so I have little contact with your Qin family."
Qin Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that the Minister of Dali Temple was actually his distant uncle.
If such a conflict hadn't happened today, I'm afraid I would never know about this relationship in my life.
The Minister of Dali Temple is so calm that after so many years, he has never revealed any clues.
Now Qin Feng finally understood that it was no wonder that his mother was so tyrannical in Kyoto that even the eldest prince and noble concubines dared to sue her.
Co-authored, there is someone behind it.
My husband is the Minister of the Ministry of War, and my distant relative is the Minister of Dali Temple. What a great confidence!
Seeing Qin Feng's eyes gradually becoming smug, the Dali Temple Qing coughed.
"Boy, don't think too much. If you weren't thinking about your old relationship, why would I help you take such a risk?"
"As early as when you led the troops into the execution ground, I had already left with the Minister of Punishment."
As soon as these words came out, another mystery in Qin Feng's heart was solved.
The reason why he was able to catch the Minister of Dali Temple and the Minister of Punishment was not because of his luck.
But... the minister of Dali Temple took the initiative to enter the urn.
Good guy, Qin Feng couldn't help but think of a famous aphorism that will last forever.
There are people up there, it’s easy to do!
It can be said that without the secret help of the Minister of Dali Temple today, Qin Feng's situation at this time would have been even more dangerous.
Qin Feng immediately bowed and saluted solemnly: "Uncle Cheng, if you are useful in the future, just let me know."
