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Chapter 243: Hind Hand


I have to say that this waste prince is really a talent, he has been a prince for a few years, and he has made enemies everywhere, and he can meet people who fall into the well wherever he goes.

It's too pit!

Li Fengman was depressed and didn't want to speak.

The old rich man saw that Li Fengman seemed to be a little unhappy, so he continued: "But the old slave thinks that this should be regarded as a holiday, at that time you were the master and he was a slave, not to mention slapping him a few times, even breaking his legs, it is also natural, he doesn't dare to hold a grudge!"

” "As for now," the old rich man's tone was weak, and he couldn't say any more, so he had to continue to talk nonsense: "After all, it's all an old thing, after such a long time, who can remember it so clearly, Liu Ying is like this, not necessarily because of those few slaps, don't think about it, master." ” Li Fengman glanced up at the old man, the old man's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense is really becoming more and more perfect.

The question is, can you believe these words yourself?

When Li Chengqian was still the crown prince, he naturally did not mention everything, and he did not dare to be presumptuous with Liu Ying's ten dares.

But the current situation is that the crown prince has been abolished and has become a powerless commoner, so isn't there revenge and revenge, and he tosses hard?

Hitting people doesn't hit them in the face, of course, they may not remember them clearly, but the people who were beaten will definitely not forget it easily.

At least if someone dares to leave a few big slaps in his face, Li Fengman will definitely remember him for the rest of his life, and he will always think about revenge and come back.

Pushing others by himself, Liu Ying has malicious intentions towards him, and it seems that it is not difficult to understand.

In the final analysis, it was the abolition of the prince who threw the pot before, and now it all fell on his head.

"I just heard the little son say that pretending to be royal blood is a big crime that will be killed, but is it true?"

Li Fengman asked the old rich man softly.

Old Fuguier nodded, there was indeed such a speech.

At the same time, the old rich man also understood what Li Fengman meant, and said: "I'm afraid the master is too worried, Liu Ying doesn't have that much courage, he still has to return to Chang'an after all, if he really dares to murder the master so blatantly, the saint will never spare him." ” Princess Jinyang is Li Fengman's best talisman now, as long as she is there, all conspiracies and tricks will not succeed, unless Liu Ying dares to punish Princess Jinyang as well.

"Therefore, the old slave thinks that Liu Ying should just want to take this opportunity to vent his anger, and he doesn't really want to kill the master."

Li Fengman shook his head slightly, he didn't agree with the old rich man's statement.

Even if what Lao Fuguier said was true, Li Fengman didn't dare to bet his life on an old eunuch who once had a grudge against him.

There is a case for everything, in case Liu Ying is impulsive, he really wants to implement the crime, and he will cut it first and then play, when his life is gone, where can he be reasonable?

"Anyway, it's better to be careful."

Li Fengman ordered to the old rich man: "Send someone to closely monitor Liu Ying's every move, but if there is an abnormality, report it immediately!"

” The old rich man obeyed.

After all, Liu Ying was a newcomer, and although he had already sent someone to supervise most of the family servants in the Li Mansion, there were still some guards hiding in the shadows who had not been discovered.

These were originally the back-hands to prevent assassins from assassinating, but they were now the only people available in Li Fengman's hands.

Out of the door, carefully close the door, the old rich man turned his head to look at Genfu who was guarding the door, and commanded softly: "Genfu, you are not allowed to go anywhere in the past few days, stay close to the master's side, whoever dares to be unfavorable to the master, don't hesitate, shoot directly to death." ” Genfu licked his lips and smiled: "Old man, this is what you said yourself, don't let me kill someone when the time comes, and you will be there again and babbling endlessly." ” "As long as it's for the safety of the master, it doesn't matter who you beat to death."

Old Fugui'er glared at Genfu fiercely and warned: "However, if you take the initiative to cause trouble indiscriminately, see if Lao Tzu doesn't break your legs!"

” In the final analysis, this little cub still owes discipline, if it weren't for the concern about Li Fengman's safety, the old rich man would not dare to let him go.

Born with divine power, how many people in this world can withstand his random punch?

Genfu shrunk his neck.

In this world, what he is most afraid of is the old rich man, not because of how powerful the old rich man is, but because the old rich man is his father. is greedy for such an old man who beats his son at every turn, and Genfu is also very helpless.

Lao Tzu beats his son, it is justified.

The son beat Lao Tzu, and the heavens and the earth were destroyed.

This is the words that Genfu has been whispering in his ear when he first learned to speak, and it has been completely imprinted into Genfu's blood and bone marrow.

In his not very smart head, he has always remembered only one thing, that is, it is okay to die, that is, he can't be filial piety, and he can't beat Lao Tzu.

To some extent, the education of the old rich and noble children is very successful.

The old rich man shook his head and left, and Genfu straightened up at the door of the study, a pair of tiger eyes glanced around, looking wary.

In the wing room next to him, Pei Sheng looked through the crack in the door, looking at the performance of the old rich man and Genfu father and son just now, it was so violent, he would shoot people to death at every turn, is there still a royal law?

Looking down at his arm that he couldn't lift anymore, Pei Sheng looked sad, it seemed that his current task was a little unfavorable to the waste prince, if he went out again, would he be slapped to death by Genfu?

Genfu's ability, Pei Sheng just now has a deep understanding, just one punch made him completely stop, and he is not an opponent at all.

Seeing that Genfu had been guarding the door, Pei Sheng was entangled in his heart, should he hide here and not go out, or hide here and not go out?

"Well, I'm a wounded person now and need to recuperate." casually found a reason for himself, Pei Sheng slowly retreated to the room, for the sake of his own life, in the next few days, when Gen Fu was there, it was best for him not to appear by the side of the waste prince again.

As for Liu Ying's side, it's just a eunuch, who cares?

East Courtyard, in Cheng Huaibi's courtyard.

Cheng Huaibi was lying on the ground on all fours, skillfully practicing deer play, front servant, backward jump, left turn, right protrusion, his body was so flexible, it was not like a big man who was nearly two meters tall and weighed more than two hundred pounds could show the ultimate agility.

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Cheng Qian'er casually gestured beside him, although these ordinary martial artists did not have the innate divine power like Cheng Huaibi and Genfu when they practiced the Five Fowl Opera, but at least there was a rush.

Who wouldn't want to live longer?

The two of them practiced separately, and after moving for almost half an hour, they were all sweating, and then they stopped, walked to the table prepared next to them, and picked up the teapot on the table for a while.

After sweating profusely, drink hot tea in one breath, and feel that the heat in the body is discharged from the body with the pores on the body surface into sweat, which is transparent!

"Third son, that Liu Ying seems to be a bad comer, and as soon as he came, he supervised the entire Li Mansion, and it seems that he is deliberately targeting the abolished prince."

Cheng Qian'er picked up the towel on the chair, wiped the sweat on his face and neck, and asked Cheng Huaibi softly, "Are you really going to let all the brothers obey his dispatch?"

” Between the words, Cheng Qian'er did not have the slightest respect for Liu Ying, and did not look at him differently because Liu Ying was the chief attendant of the emperor's side.

Cheng Huaibi also wiped the sweat on his face and said: "A Liu Ying is a hammer, Lao Tzu is following the holy order, since the Holy Lord wants us to temporarily return to his dispatch, who dares to disobey?"

” "Then, does the third prince really think that the current Li Feng is an impostor?

Did the waste prince really be dropped?

” Cheng Huaibi turned his head and glanced at Cheng Qian'er, and said lightly: "Does this have anything to do with us?"

Where does so much curiosity come from?

You remember to Lao Tzu, the main task of our coming over this time is to protect the safety of Princess Jinyang, and other things, don't worry about it, and don't inquire about it!

” Cheng Qian'er shrank her neck, her eyes didn't dare to look at Cheng Huaibi, and said: "My subordinates understand, it's just that Grandpa Guo has explained when he came, so let's not be rude to the abolished prince, and if we have the spare strength, we can help if we can." ” "Besides, we have now learned the Five Fowl Opera from the Waste Prince, and it can be regarded as inheriting the favor of others, even if we are not grateful to others, at least we can't fall into the well and become a sharp knife in the hands of others to deal with the Waste Prince."

"Don't use the old man's words to press me!"

Cheng Huaibi glared at Cheng Qian'er fiercely, and said: "This matter, General Ben has his own plans in his heart, you just need to act according to orders, and don't chew your tongue there!"

” Cheng Qian'er shrugged her shoulders and said no more.

"Wait here!"

Cheng Huaibi commanded, and with a whoosh, his limbs were raised, and the whole person rushed into the room like a spirit deer.

A moment later, he returned with a letter in his hand.

"Do you remember that captain from the Orichong Mansion?"

Cheng Huaibi asked, and Cheng Qian'er nodded to indicate that he knew that he still had an impression of the captain named Luo Chuan who came to deliver the letter last time.

"You go to their secret exploration point now and give this letter to Luo Chuan."

Stuffing the letter into Cheng Qian'er's arms, Cheng Huaibi confessed: "Be careful when you go out, don't be seen by others." ” Cheng Qian'er took the letter and nodded lightly: "I'll do something, the third son, and rest assured, I promise that I won't be seen by anyone!"

” Although I don't know what Cheng Huaibi's plans are, Cheng Qian'er is used to obeying Cheng Huaibi's orders, and when he gives an order, he doesn't ask for the reason, and he has to carry out the order thoroughly.

Straightened up, a fierce and fierce aura that belonged to their Praetorian Guards emanated from Cheng Qian'er's body, bent over and saluted Cheng Huaibi, and then Cheng Qian'er ran and turned over directly from the courtyard wall on the side, and disappeared between a few jumps.