The moment the useless prince saw Yongmen Feng, he turned into a ball of flesh and collapsed on the chessboard. He made some strange noise from his throat, and his two slender eyes with no pupils revealed fear.

's eyes.

There was a moment of silence, the air stagnant.

When Yongmen Feng, who had a calm face, kicked up his front quilt with one foot and was about to bury himself in the door, the useless prince's fat body instantly became as flexible as a bolt of lightning, and he quickly fell forward, sweeping his gorgeous gold-embroidered sleeves, and

He rolled up the big brass seal in the little eunuch's hand into his sleeve, knelt there respectfully like a little daughter-in-law, and almost lowered his head into the ground.

Zhuo Zhan and the others were simply shocked, as the useless prince was very aware of his ridiculous behavior, otherwise he would not have reacted so quickly.

But when they looked at the face of Fuguo Yongmenfeng, they couldn't see a trace of joy or anger. He was majestic and upright, and they really couldn't guess what his mood would be in the next second.

"Master Fu Guo." Zhuo Zhan and others bowed respectfully.

Yongmenfeng smiled at them, and when he turned his head, his face became serious again, and his eyes glanced down, revealing a hint of coldness.

"Fu... Fu Fu Fu... Fu Guo..." The ball of fat wrapped in fine clothes on the ground made a sound as weak as a dust.

Yongmen Feng's expression did not change, the corners of his robe swept over the shivering flesh, and he strode towards the table.

Duan Bo stepped forward quickly, half a body faster than Yongmen Feng, and waved his big hand.

The beauties on the rug, as frightened as rabbits, fled in panic like wisps of smoke.

Uncle Duan leaned over and straightened the felt blanket in front of the table, pushed aside the messy things on the table, then respectfully stepped aside and nodded solemnly.

Yongmen Feng sat down with his robe gathered up, his face was frightening, and he was speechless for a long time.

The good-for-nothing prince kept hanging his head, thinking that it was all over now. Yongmenfeng must have seen what he did just now. This little boy is really not clever. If he had hidden himself long ago, he would have had to go to war on his own.

It seems that I need to change to a little monk with a better brain.

The good-for-nothing prince felt resentful in his heart. He couldn't help but lower his head and glance back at the little eunuch lying on the ground. He really wanted to chop him into pieces with his eyes.

However, the moment he looked back, his eyes met with the strong man who was looking down to take care of the rich man.

Zhuangzi also looked deeply at the useless prince, his eyes full of pity and sadness. Zhuangzi then squeezed his eyes, expressing deep sympathy, but also letting the prince take care of himself.

However, this warm little interaction between the two people, which lasted only two seconds, caught Yongmenfeng's eyes.

Yongmen Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and stared intently. His eyes wandered back and forth on the useless prince and the strong prince, and there seemed to be a faint smile on the corners of his lips.

Until Zhuangzi was standing next to Zhuo Zhan holding the Monopoly box, his eyes were still fixed on Zhuangzi's stunned face for a long time.

When the useless prince saw Yongmenfeng appear at the door just now, he was so frightened that he kept pouting there without daring to straighten his neck, always preparing for a violent storm. He was worried for a long time, but he didn't hear a word from Yongmenfeng.

There was not even an angry "hum". The Zunbao Palace was surprisingly quiet now, and it seemed that you could even hear the sound of his own breath passing through his nose hairs.

He was sure that Yongmenfeng had seen the scene just now. But it was unreasonable, really unreasonable... Why didn't Fuguo get angry this time? This time he violated the prince's seal. He originally thought that he would be broken in the next half month.

Meat may be in confinement. But Fu Guo has been slow to show his mercy. Could it be that... the punishment will be escalated?

Zhuo Zhan couldn't help but frown slightly, a little confused as to what this Yongmen Feng wanted to do.

As the fear faded, the useless prince became more courageous. He raised his stiff neck, rolled his eyes and looked at Yongmen Feng, who was sitting motionless in front of the case, and asked tentatively: "Assist... assist the country?"

The cowardly voice broke Yongmenfeng's meditation. He turned his gaze back to the face of the useless prince, and the misery of the king holding his hand and crying to him "I only have a son like Qian'er" appeared in his mind again.

The picture makes my heart move.

Yongmen Feng pondered for a moment, staring at the prince's fat face that was so white that it reflected oil. Although he still didn't smile, he showed a hint of gentleness the moment he spoke: "Why is the prince kneeling all the time? Isn't this right?

It's appropriate. You are the crown prince, and I am a minister. Although I supervise the affairs of the country, you cannot break the rules."

The good-for-nothing prince stood still and looked at Yongmen Feng in disbelief, who was obviously short but as tall as a giant. He pressed his ears hard with his little finger, his eyes widened, and with a smile, his eyes bent into two.

The fishhook melted into the pleats: "Thank you Fuguo, thank you Fuguo!"

However, extreme joy brings sorrow.

The good-for-nothing prince thought about it excitedly, but he didn't expect that a corner of the prince's seal hidden in his sleeve was exposed.

This large copper seal is not light. It is quite difficult to hold it with one hand.

The good-for-nothing prince panicked, almost peed his pants, and knelt down again. His fat sleeves stuck tightly to his sides, trying hard to hide his prince seal, even though everyone in this room knew him.

What are you hiding?

"Uh... my knees are numb. my knees are numb... slowly... slowly..." the useless prince said tremblingly, with a look of terminal illness on his face.

To everyone's surprise, Yongmenfeng didn't say anything, but Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Since the prince doesn't want to sit, then kneel down."

However, the warmth lasts only three minutes.

I saw Yongmenfeng leaning forward, his face suddenly becoming serious: "Does His Highness the Crown Prince know why I am here this time?"

The useless prince's sweaty hands hidden in his sleeves rubbed his prince's seal vigorously, half of his fat face twitched, and he said hesitantly: "But... but to test my recent moral and martial arts?"

Yongmenfeng smiled coldly and teased: "Morality, martial arts? If I want to investigate, does the prince have it?"

The good-for-nothing prince trembled all over and smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to proceed.

Yongmen Feng was calm, and his two fingertips were tapping the table alternately. Although no sound could be heard, it seemed like a war drum was beating in everyone's heart.

Sure enough, what Yongmenfeng said next was enough to make this useless prince hit the wall and die on the spot, although he would not.

"Does His Highness the Crown Prince know that the six great powers of Zhongshan have formed an alliance in Luoshui and plotted to attack our Shichao Kingdom?" Yongmen Feng said coldly.

"Uh... I know. Of course I know this. How can I not be aware of the important matters of the country? I am also deeply attached to my family and my country, and I worry about it day and night." The useless prince said in a serious manner, with such a sincere expression that even he believed it.

Yongmenfeng showed a contented smile, put his hands into his sleeves, rounded his shoulders and arched his back, and sat like a gentle Buddha: "That's good, that's good. The prince is concerned about the country and the people, so this is easy to handle.

Because just now, the envoys from the six countries sent a peace agreement, clearly requesting that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince go to Luoshui in person to discuss peace matters."

The warm liquid that had been hanging in his lower abdomen finally drained away, and the waste prince's pear-shaped waist became weak, and he collapsed on the ground.

The large brass lion button seal fell out of the sleeve with a clang, and the dejected lion stuck its head down and its buttocks up, despairing of all hope.

However, the good-for-nothing prince no longer cared about hiding his prince seal. He just knelt there and banged his head like garlic: "Fu Guo! Fu Guo, save me! Fu Guo, save me, save Qian'er!"

Zhuo Zhan was shocked. It turned out that the prince was not asked to be a hostage, but to negotiate a peace. This was more dangerous than being a hostage. Being a hostage could survive and negotiate a peace. Once the talks collapsed, his life would be in danger in a matter of minutes.

.

Because, originally, the Six Kingdoms were going to launch a war. In launching a war, there was also a motive, so how could one act without a name? This perverse, absurd and unruly prince was the best trigger.

If this is the case, it will be difficult for Shichao Kingdom to make this move. I wonder how Yongmen Feng will respond.

Zhuo Zhan was thinking in his mind, his eyes focused on Yongmenfeng's face, full of questions.

The good-for-nothing prince over there had runny noses and tears streaming down his face, but Yongmen Feng here was very calm: "Save you? This is your responsibility, it is your job. Go to negotiate peace, why should I save you?"

The good-for-nothing prince held his mouth, and finally said it with all his strength: "Fu Guo... Fu Guo, you are resourceful and have far-reaching plans. Please ask Fu Guo to go and negotiate peace on Qian'er's behalf..."

Yongmenfeng's eyelids sank, and he said calmly: "No matter who they ask to go, I will go with them. This is my duty as Yongmenfeng. But if they ask the prince to go by name, the prince must go."

The good-for-nothing prince's throat made that "lululu" sound again, and the huge pig's head turned purple. After a while, he suddenly burst into tears with a "wow" sound, which was earth-shattering.

Seeing the shameful look of the good-for-nothing prince, Yongmen Feng frowned and waved his hand helplessly.

Upon seeing this, Duan Bo immediately stepped forward, took out a piece of silk from his waist, and blocked the useless prince's big mouth.

Although the good-for-nothing prince was still making "woo-woo" sounds, it was finally much quieter than before.

Zhuo Zhan and others were stunned by this operation, and they had countless greetings in their hearts.

Yongmen Feng stood up leisurely, walked in front of the prince, and said with a look of disdain: "Wipe your tears and stop crying. Although I can't do it for you, someone can do it for you."

The good-for-nothing prince was stunned, his eyes turned from dark to bright, and then from bright to dark again. He arched his body and rubbed against the wind of Yongmen, and kept saying "woo woo woo".

Yongmenfeng smiled slyly and moved his gaze from the useless prince's plump face to the Zhuangzi's equally plump face.

Zhuangzi was confused. He felt like a big hole had been cut in the Tianling Gai, and his head went blank.
Chapter completed!