Listening to politics behind a curtain?Kill the Queen Mother at the beginning!

Chapter 10 Sir, do you want to borrow a knife?
In front of the Feng Mansion,

"My lord knows that Mr. Luo will definitely come to the mansion after receiving the order. He has already prepared a banquet, singing and dancing in the main hall, and invited Commander Luo to come in for a talk."

Different from the yamen of the Shangjing Mansion, the gate of the mansion in front of me was open, and the housekeeper and servants had been waiting outside the door to greet them. Looking up, there were groups of singers in the mansion, and there was a faint smell of wine and meat wafting out.

"Commander Luo, please!"

"In this case, it would be disrespectful."

Seeing this, Luo Porridge didn't put on a pretentious expression and entered the inner circle with a calm expression.

"Lord Luo, the old man is far away!"

"Please, sir!"

As soon as Luo Porridge stepped into the main hall's gate, an old man in ordinary clothes greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Luo Porridge didn't delay, but moved his feet slightly, and sat on the chief seat. The latter frowned secretly, but smiled all over his face in the blink of an eye.

"Come on, play music, dance!"

"Give it to Commander Luo to help the wine."

When Luo Porridge sat down, Feng Linqing clapped his hands, and the more than ten dancers waiting in the front yard joined in the music, and the latter also raised their wine glasses to toast, which can be said to have given enough face.

"Master Feng, you're really in a good mood!"

"However, I am here for official business."

Luo Porridge played with the wine in his hand, ignoring the table full of wine and meat and the courtyard full of spring.

"Commander Luo has been running around for a day, why don't you talk about official business after drinking and eating for a while, what do you think?"

"That's true."

"After all, you have strength when you are full..."

After Luo Congee finished speaking, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks, looked at the delicacies on the table from all over the world, and moved his index finger, sweeping away the food on the table like a storm.

"belch……"

"Master Feng laughed."

After Luo Porridge burped, he looked around again.

"Speaking of which, my Luo family is also considered to have received the emperor's favor for the world. Every year, His Majesty rewards a lot of money. I think the house in my family is well repaired, but compared with Master Feng's mansion, it is as dilapidated as the doghouse in the countryside. .”

"Even the food at this banquet is several grades better, and there are singing and dancing girls in the courtyard to add to the fun. Master Feng is living a happy life..."

"In contrast,"

"I seem to have lived on a dog all these years."

Luo Porridge clapped his hands and praised,
"Commander Luo was joking. If you like a humble house, I'll ask someone to clean up the room and come out. If you want to stay for a few days, it's okay. I will definitely entertain you."

Feng Linqing clapped her hands, and several of the most charming divas leaned over, sticking to Luo Congee's body as soft as boneless, and Yingyingyanyan was very lively in the main hall for a while.

"Forget it, there is a saying in the book that Erbajia's body is like a crisp, and she kills fools with a sword at her waist. I think I am stupid, but I still want to live a few more years."

After avoiding the singer without a trace, Luo Congee continued,

"However, Master Feng loves you so much today."

"I will offer Master Feng a gift in return."

He took out a thick book from his arms and handed it over.

"Commander Luo, what does this mean?"

Feng Linqing opened the household registration and said doubtfully.

"Just now I said that I was stupid since I was a child. Even if I studied it, I didn't learn it well. I was worried that if I let the thief go, it would be a crime if Mr. Feng was not allowed to reunite with my family, so I went to the yamen to find this household registration. .”

"Luo Congee, you are too deceitful!"

"Where did I offend you?"

Feng Linqing burst into anger.

"May I ask how much Mr. Feng's annual salary is?"

"Where did you get such extravagant money?"

Luo Congee questioned,

The latter was silent,
The atmosphere in the field instantly became dull.

"I don't know, how much of the money and food that the border asks for every year falls into Mr. Feng's pocket?"

"I don't know, how much does Mr. Feng know about my father being intercepted and killed by thieves on his way back to Beijing?"

Speaking of which,

It can be regarded as completely tearing the skin off,

"If Mr. Feng is arrested without a fight, after entering Zhao Prison, I will investigate carefully. If it is found that this has nothing to do with it, I will definitely apologize and return my lord's innocence."

Luo Porridge rubbed his wrist and said.

"What an apology!"

"Lord Luo, don't lie to me!"

"When you enter Zhao Prison, whether you are guilty or not is not a matter of your words. I have been an official for decades, and I have seen the housekeeping methods of slander and fabrication fabricated by the former Jinyiwei."

Feng Linqing said with a gloomy expression.

"Commander Luo, the dead are dead!"

"But those who are alive still need to live well. If Commander Luo is willing to forget this matter, we can discuss anything, whether it is money, women... or the friendship of the old man and others..."

Feng Linqing waved his hands away from the singers and servants in the hall, and when there were only two people present, his expression softened and he understood his affection and reasoned.

Luo Porridge was unmoved when he heard the sound,
"Lord Luo, let's open the skylight and speak up!"

"After these two imperial decrees, anyone can see that His Majesty wants you to be that lonely minister, but you have to know that if I wait for you to leave cleanly, your knife will be useless!"

"If you are willing to cooperate with us, according to His Majesty's current trust in you and our painstaking efforts over the years, so after several years, even if His Majesty wants to move you, you have to weigh a little more..."

Feng Linqing followed the advice carefully and kindly.

"Oh?"

"Is it self-respecting to raise bandits?"

"This sounds really tempting!"

Luo Congee smiled playfully.

"But, my loyalty to His Majesty..."

"How can you and other rebels be able to speculate?"

Luo Congee's complexion suddenly turned cold again, and he slammed loudly, which was heard clearly by all the Jin Yiwei waiting outside the hall.

"Boom..."

"Boy of the Luo family, don't be stubborn!"

Feng Linqing suddenly turned over the table and said grimly.

It was a well-arranged banquet, so there are natural ways to deal with it. When the dining table was overturned, hundreds of dead soldiers in common clothes, armed with crossbows and short daggers at their waists rushed out from the back hall and surrounded Luo Porridge. In the middle, not far away, there are several disciples dressed in black standing with swords in hand.

"Clang..."

"grown ups!"

Suddenly hearing the commotion inside, a group of Jinyiwei officials who were on duty outside broke into the door. If they could become a hundred households, the people in the general banner would naturally eat dry food, or catch and fight each other. They were not afraid, let alone lined up against each other.

It's just that those black-clothed swordsmen had a deep breath that made people afraid, and Luo Congee was still inside, so Jin Yiwei didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

"No problem."

The young man raised his hand and said calmly.

"Master Luo, don't be stubborn!"

"Right now, there is still room for maneuver!"

Feng Linqing's eyes were dark, and it seemed that all the officials of Jinyiwei who were accompanying him obeyed his orders. There were still variables in today's affairs, and he didn't want to be caught in the dark.

"There is indeed room for manoeuvre. After all, according to Mr. Feng's method, there will be no evidence of fornicating frontier troops in the mansion and raising the bandits' self-respect. After being imprisoned, the official will still have to work hard... to fabricate ..."

"However, if Mr. Feng resists, it will save me this step... The gift just now was not given in vain, according to the household registration..."

"It's all about copying and cutting!"

Luo Porridge got up and added a glass of fine wine, then smiled.

"Master Luo, if you insist on making trouble until either you or I die, are you willing to do so?"

Feng Linqing was trembling with anger when he looked at Luo Congee who didn't like oil and salt.

"Master Feng's sentence is wrong, it should be..."

"Either you die, or you die!"

Luo Congee looked up at the night sky in Shangjing, then looked straight at Feng Linqing and corrected him seriously.

"Boy of the Luo family, do you really think I dare not kill you as an old man?"

In a fit of rage, Feng Linqing pulled out the ancient bronze sword hanging on the wall for decoration, rushed to Luo Porridge with a roar, and pressed the sword to the latter's neck.

"This sword is too old..."

"I'm afraid the owl won't be able to take down my head."

"I don't know, does Master Feng want to borrow a knife?"

After Luo Porridge drank the fine wine in the glass as if no one was around,

With a light smile, he took off the Xiuchun knife from his waist and handed it out.

(End of this chapter)