The Minister of Dali Temple has long understood the complicated situation.
Today's Daliang, although it has just won the national war and is preparing for peace talks with Beidi, seems to be prosperous.
But in reality, it is far from as harmonious as it appears on the surface. Privately, there are still undercurrents and conflicts between various forces.
Both the wealthy families in the south and Beidi are eager to thwart the peace talks.
After all, no one wants to see Daliang gain the upper hand and make the country rich and the people strong.
The more prosperous and powerful Daliang becomes, the living space of Beidi will be squeezed, and at the same time, it will be free to concentrate on dealing with the wealthy families in the south.
Emperor Liang used Xie Bi as bait, not to kill Qin Feng, but to force Qin Feng to surrender.
In the end, they ignored how tempting the reserve position was for Li Qian. A single move could affect his whole body, and Emperor Liang lost everything.
Qin Feng has been fighting with Emperor Liang for a long time, and he has already figured out Emperor Liang's thoughts.
Qin Feng wanted to kill all the imperial guards and samurai in front of the palace, severely defeat the imperial power, and set an example for the "restless elements" in the world.
What imperial power is, nothing more than that.
Qin Feng and these few people can kill many people in Kyoto. It is not difficult for other powerful families to conquer Kyoto and establish a new dynasty as long as they are determined.
Emperor Liang was afraid. He was worried that there would be rebellions in various places. There must be someone who could control the situation and help Emperor Liang to intimidate all the powerful families.
As for this person, Qin Feng is naturally his first choice.
"Manager Zhang, do you understand now? If the saint's power is perfectly implemented, all troubles will be solved."
"Now, the saint can only retreat and do the next best thing, and re-challenge Qin Feng. This trick of driving away tigers and devouring wolves is not new, but it works."
"Let's put it this way, by killing Qin Feng, in addition to the other enemies, the saint will have to face a more powerful northern border."
"Keeping Qin Feng, the northern border will be the saint's help, which can frighten the southern border and continue to maintain the current situation, do you understand?"
After the minister of Dali Temple explained everything in detail, Zhang Xiuye finally understood the stakes.
I murmured in my heart that this secret competition in Kyoto was too deep.
Zhang Xiuye prides himself on being smart, but compared to Qin Feng and Emperor Liang, he is extremely dull.
Zhang Xiuye curled his lips and sighed in a low voice: "No wonder Qin Feng has been able to compete with the saint so far without falling behind."
"The only person in the world who can make a saint...or something like that, is Qin Feng."
Zhang Xiuye rolled his eyes and had an idea in his mind. He glanced around a few times and whispered to the Minister of Dali Temple.
"One family is happy and the other is sad. I heard that a few days ago, the Lin family in Jiangnan sent a letter home, saying that the old man of the Lin family is ill today and is afraid that he will die."
"For this reason, Her Royal Highness has been crying for a long time."
"This kind of friendship between grandfather and grandson doesn't seem to be fake."
Upon hearing this, the minister of Dali Temple understood what Zhang Xiuye meant.
Zhang Xiuye, a wallflower, realized something was wrong and planned to reconcile with Qin Feng and embrace Qin Feng's thigh.
Zhang Xiuye was naturally very well-informed about the affairs of the harem.
Especially when it comes to the imperial concubine, it is impossible for outsiders to know such news.
This family letter is the imperial concubine's escape route.
The imperial concubine is probably preparing to... run away.
The Minister of Dali Temple bowed his hands and said, "I can't make irresponsible remarks on matters in the palace. Manager Zhang, please go back."
Zhang Xiuye smiled and stopped delaying.
Dali Temple Qing clasped his hands behind his back, blinked rapidly, and his thoughts were spinning faster.
After a long time, he sighed in a deep voice: "If you survive the catastrophe, you will be blessed later."
"Qin Feng, Qin Feng, after experiencing this calamity, your position will only be stronger than before."
"The future life is terrible."
…
In Dali Temple Prison, the dark and damp cells are covered with dry straw.
Qin Feng lay comfortably on the straw, holding the back of his head with both hands, crossing his legs, and humming a tune.
Xie Bi sat opposite, holding a book of war in his hand, and beside him was a small table with steaming tea and cakes.
Rather than being in jail, this is clearly a holiday.
When it was time to eat, the warden carried a rice box and sent the jailer to open the door with an apologetic smile on his face.
"Master Qin, Duke Ning, dinner is ready."
"I made a special trip to the Five Lakes Restaurant under your Qin family's name. I ordered wine and food and cooked my own food. You can eat with confidence, hahaha."
The warden opened the lunch box himself, placed the food and wine on the small table, and then made an invitation gesture.
Qin Feng then stood up lazily, picked up a chopstick, and said vaguely: "Why, Lord Marquis, I am just a commoner now."
Xie Bi also put down the book of war, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, feeling very comfortable: "I am no longer a prince."
I saw the two of them taking the score at the same time.
The warden thought to himself, they are worthy of being a husband and wife, both of whom are virtuous!
"Hey, what are you two talking about? You guys have ruined the whole of Kyoto. What's the result? Aren't you just able to sit back and relax?"
"This morning, all the ministers from the Taolin Party and the Ministry of War came to visit you two, but they were all stopped by Mr. Cheng."
"There is now a rumor in the capital that the Marquis Qin and the Saint are becoming more and more in love with each other as they fight, hahaha."
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng was unhappy.
What is affection? This is such an unpleasant thing to say. I’m not a gay. Why would I want to be in love with that old guy?
Besides, if Qin Feng hadn't acted decisively and killed all the imperial guards and warriors in front of the palace, how would Emperor Liang have given in?
To put it bluntly, Emperor Liang would only sit down and talk if his fist was strong enough.
Otherwise, humph, I don’t know how Qin Feng died.
Xie Bi, who was sitting opposite, naturally knew this truth, but his heart was not as free and easy as Qin Feng's.
"Feng'er, aren't you worried that the saint will kill you? After all, there are only you and me in this prison, and there are no guards from the Tianji Camp to protect you."
Qin Feng shrugged and said disapprovingly: "I understand the saint, he would not do this."
"Even in this robbery, it's not the saint who wants to kill me, but Li Qian's bitch."
Xie Bi coughed: "Feng'er, don't be rude. No matter what, he is still the Second Highness."
The warden wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and forced out a flattering smile.
Not only did Qin Feng not know how to restrain himself, but he even became more contemptuous: "Just watch, in a few days, that little guy will be dead."
"Speaking of which, this time I was able to save the day from danger, and I still had to deal with this guy. If this guy hadn't been too impatient, he wouldn't have ruined the saint's big game like this."
"Now the saint wants to strangle him to death."
Having said this, Qin Feng put down his chopsticks and rested his hands on the ground, leisurely.
"The conflict between me and the saint, which happened in the morning and the night, has been fought since we have known each other's depth, and we can sit down and talk about things calmly in the future."
"The more the saint hates me, the safer I will be. The saint is reluctant to kill me, let alone dare to kill me."
"Besides, even the Minister of Dali Temple is my distant uncle, what am I afraid of?"
