Wang Yan is willing to trust Feng Tingliu and thus reveals some intelligence.
"I shouldn't have stayed at the Prefect's residence, but the Prefect insisted on inviting me, as if he wasn't afraid of me inspecting the place. But I know he has some evidence of corruption that he can't move in the residence, so I decided to stay there."
"The Prefect might have another conspiracy." Bai Yichen said with a frown.
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained. I can only play along."
"I'm afraid it's not that the old fox dug a pit and is waiting for you to jump in." Feng Tingliu suddenly said.
Wang Yan shook his head: "At first, I was also confused. But I'm an imperial official. If something happened to me in his residence, he couldn't escape responsibility. Presumably, he wouldn't easily lay a hand on me."
Is the Prefect so confident? Does he really not fear that something will be found out, or...
Feng Tingliu frowned and thought for a while. He couldn't helpThink of the rather active Evil Cult in Beiji City recently, and a strange idea came to his mind.
And Yu Chi Feng seemed to have noticed this as well. He spoke faster than Feng Tingliu: "What if the ones coming are from the Evil Cult..."
As soon as the words were spoken, the room fell silent for a moment.
Yu Chi Feng realized that he had spoken out of turn and quickly lowered his head to apologize: "I'm sorry, I spoke too much."
"No, what you said makes sense." Feng Tingliu suddenly said, "As long as everything is blamed on the Evil Cult, even if you, the Supervisory Censor, die in the Prefect's residence, the crime won't be attributed to him."
Wang Yan looked shocked and looked at Feng Tingliu incredulously: "Lord Feng, do you know what you're saying?!"
Feng Tingliu raised an eyebrow, showing no fear: "We've long suspected that the Second Prince is colluding with the old faction of the Evil Cult. In this way, it can be further proved. Why not?"
"You?" Wang Yan seized the key point in his words.
Feng Tingliu thought of that unreliable master and then thought of the current situation. He snorted.
"In short, if they use the Evil Cult to take your life, the Prefect and the Second Prince's goal will be achieved. They can also conveniently shift the blame to the Evil Cult and our Liudu City." Feng Tingliu said.
"But if the Evil Cult invades and the Prefect himself is unharmed, how is he going to explain that?"
"It's easy. He just needs to find a reason to leave the residence and can also eliminate his own suspicion. It kills two birds with one stone."
Wang Yan's face became even more solemn. After thinking it over, he couldn't think of any other possibilities.
"Then what does Lord Feng think we should do better?"
"It's simple. Since Daoist Bai is ordered to ensure your safety, I'll do the same as him. You investigate the Prefect, and we kill the enemies and protect your life."
Feng Tingliu said casually, as if it were really a simple matter.
Wang Yan was shocked by the behavior of the people in the martial arts world who are ready to fight whenever necessary. He also thought that being straightforward might be a solution, but after thinking it over, he always felt that something was not right.
Bai Yichen also noticed this. He looked at Feng Tingliu and said: "But in this way, they can still blame this crime on the Evil Cult and Liudu City. Even for people in the martial arts world, assassinating an imperial official is a great crime. What are you going to do?"
Feng Tingliu shrugged, looking indifferent.
"The imperial court has no conclusive evidence to prove that Liudu City is associated with the Evil Cult. What can they do to me? It's just that in the eyes of the orthodox martial arts sects, I have one more crime - it's not a big deal."
Yu Chi Feng looked at Feng Tingliu with complex emotions in his eyes, and he actually felt a bit heartbroken.
Are the crimes of Liudu City and Feng Tingliu that are circulated in the martial arts world also imposed on him in this way?
"You..." Bai Yichen was also shocked.
The Huashan Sect has always valued its own reputation. Even if it means sacrificing disciples, it still wants to maintain its own image.
Although Bai Yichen scoffs at such behavior, as a major martial arts sect, it never thinks that reputation can be ignored.
But Feng Tingliu doesn't seem to care. He doesn't care about being hated by the world, nor does he care about the swords of the orthodox sects.
What exactly does he want to achieve by establishing Liudu City?
This is a mystery in everyone's heart.
Feng Tingliu just smiled, but the smile was sly, faintly resembling that of Feng Che the fox. He said again: "As for whether the imperial court will take action against the newly blamed Evil Cult - let the new Evil Cult leader worry about it himself."
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In the other room, Feng Che sneezed hard, and the wine cup in his hand trembled, causing a lot of wine to spill.
The Fifth Prince helplessly took out a handkerchief and helped him clean up: "Drink less. We should go. The Prefect's men are almost here."
"I haven't had enough to drink yet!"
"We'll go back to the inn and continue drinking. You can drink as much as you want, okay?"
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After several people discussed, they decided to act according to the plan.
Since Wang Yan stayed at the Prefect's residence and couldn't send messages. In a short period of time, Feng Tingliu couldn't plant spies in his residence either, so he could only send more people to monitor.
Bai Yichen gave Wang Yan a signal flare for emergencies.
"While monitoring, I will go and investigate the actions of the old faction of the Evil Cult. Otherwise, waiting aimlessly is not a solution." Feng Tingliu said.
Wang Yan nodded in agreement.
Just as several people were discussing countermeasures, suddenly there were rapid footsteps outside the door, and everyone looked over.
After three knocks on the door, the door was opened. It was someone from the Feng Mansion.
"Master! The Prefect's men are here!" The person said hurriedly.
"Where did they come in from, the main entrance?" Feng Tingliu frowned.
"Yes, they came in swaggeringly, saying they want to inspect. It's estimated that they've discovered the whereabouts of the Censor and are looking for him!"
Wang Yan quickly got up and put on his bamboo hat properly. "If I'm found here, no matter which matter, it's enough for them to submit a memorial. I have to leave."
Feng Tingliu nodded and said to the person: "You take Lord Wang to leave through the back door."
"Yes!"
Wang Yan hurriedly left with him.
At the same time, everyone heard that the singing and dancing downstairs suddenly stopped, as if waiting for the inspection. It became quiet.
"I have to go too, otherwise I will still be exposed." Bai Yichen stood up.
"There are too many people and it's easy to be exposed. We'll stay. Daoist Bai, you should also leave from the back." Feng Tingliu frowned and said.
Bai Yichen nodded and left the room. He has martial arts skills and his footsteps are light, making it difficult to attract attention.
In this way, only Feng Tingliu and Yu Chi Feng were left in the room.
However, Feng Tingliu was not in a hurry. He slowly drank a mouthful of tea, waved his hand and told Yu Chi Feng to close the door.
"Master, aren't we leaving?" Yu Chi Feng couldn't help but ask.
"It doesn't matter." Feng Tingliu stood up, slowly walked to the bedside, and smiled as he beckoned to Yu Chi Feng.
Yu Chi Feng was stunned and his face suddenly turned red.
But this is not a good time to do such a thing!
But Yu Chi Feng still obeyed the order and slowly walked to Feng Tingliu's side.
Feng Tingliu sat on the warm red bed, grabbed Yu Chi Feng's arm, andFollowing the trend lay down on the bed.
Yu Chi Feng was pulled towards the bed by him, but he also had to be careful not toPress to him. He could only support himself on both sides of him, trapping him in his arms.
"Master..."
Feng Tingliu curved his lips into a smile and raised his hand to pull down the bed curtain. The red gauze curtain covered the figures of the two, enclosing a small world.
"Hold me." Feng Tingliu suddenly spoke in a softer tone.
Yu Chi Feng's pupils trembled. Naturally, he couldn't resist Feng Tingliu's charm. He slowly leaned down and embraced the person...
Before Yu Chi Feng could make another move, the door was suddenly kicked open, and the two were stunned.
"Inspection! Who's inside!" The Prefect's men shouted.
They only saw two figures in the canopy. The slimmer shadow climbed onto the other person's waist and suddenly let out a moan that made people's faces flush.
Then, the stronger figure on top was stunned and suddenly cursed: "What are you inspecting! Even if the King of Heaven came today, don't even think about spoiling my good time!"
The Prefect's men looked at each other. They had heard Wang Yan's voice and could confirm that the people inside were just innocent passers-by. So they cursed a few words and left in a hurry.
Inside the canopy, Feng Tingliu put down his legs and relaxed his whole body. Suddenly, he laughed softly.
Yu Chi Feng's face was flushed red and he didn't dare to move.
"Master..." He called out with a bit of grievance. Although it was just an act, that moan from Feng Tingliu still had an effect on him.
Feng Tingliu stopped laughing, raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Chi Feng's red face. He raised his hand and gently patted his cheek, saying softly:
"No, endure it."
If Yu Chi Feng had dog ears and a tail, they would probably be drooping to the ground by now.
Yu Chi Feng lowered his head and buried his head in Feng Tingliu's neck, rubbing for a long time before calming down.
Feng Tingliu was not annoyed. He was already used to Yu Chi Feng's behavior of taking advantage. Instead, he stroked his head as if comforting a big dog.
The two left the bed, but heard three knocks on the door outside. Yu Chi Feng stepped forward warily.
"It's okay." Feng Tingliu stopped Yu Chi Feng and shouted to the person outside: "Come in."
The door was pushed open, and a beautiful woman slowly walked in. She smiled at the two.
"I've seen the Master."
When Yu Chi Feng saw Ruo Lan, he immediately became nervous. He didn't know Ruo Lan's identity, but he knew that she was a woman from the brothel and was very familiar with the Master!
Feng Tingliu, on the other hand, was calm. He smiled and sat back on the chair. He untied the pipe from his waist and knocked it on the table to bring Yu Chi Feng back to his senses.
Yu Chi Feng was full of jealousy, but he could only add tobacco for him and asked sullenly: "Master, who is she?"
Feng Tingliu was in a great mood. His eyebrows were curved, and he pursed the pipe mouth. The white smoke he exhaled hit Yu Chi Feng's face.
"Ruo Lan, the lute player. Although she is the top courtesan of Zuihua Brothel, she is also my spy planted here." Feng Tingliu said.
Yu Chi Feng was stunned and looked at Ruo Lan.
Ruo Lan smiled gently, saluted him, and then walked to the side and sat in front of the lute.
"It's the first time I've met Young Master Yu. Let me play a song for you."
The sound of the lute was faint, like a dream and an illusion.
Yu Chi Feng put aside the jealousy in his heart and was attracted by the sound of the lute.
Feng Tingliu also enjoyed it. He closed his eyes to listen, and his fingers tapped the table along with the music, immersing himself in it.
This song was as beautiful as the sounds of nature, making people full of joy and erasing all fatigue and sorrow.
When the song ended, the lingering sound remained, leaving a lasting aftertaste.
"Nice song." Feng Tingliu put down the pipe and gently clapped his hands. "It can be seen that you are in a good mood today."
"Thank you for the compliment. I'm happy to see that the Master is no longer alone, so I play a song to share this joy with the Master."
It's not difficult to guess the meaning in Ruo Lan's words. After Yu Chi Feng realized it, his ears turned red and he felt a bit embarrassed.
Feng Tingliu didn't refute. He chuckled and took a light puff of the pipe.
"He's just my dog."
Ruo Lan shook her head and said: "The Master has always been like this, saying one thing but meaning another."
"tsk." Feng Tingliu clicked his tongue and didn't bother with her.
Ruo Lan saw his expression and suddenly covered her lips and laughed. Then she turned to Yu Chi Feng: "I can see from the Master's expression that Young Master Yu must be an important person to the Master. When the Master helped me while complaining that I was indecisive and being unhappy, he was also like this, saying one thing but meaning another."
Yu Chi Feng looked at Feng Tingliu, seemingly trying to see some clues from his expression.
But Feng Tingliu had no reaction to Ruo Lan's bold words. He just raised his eyebrows.
"I was still young at that time. Why are you bringing it up again?"
Ruo Lan giggled and said: "I'm getting old and I like to recall these precious past events."
"Old? I think you're taking great care of yourself at Zuihua Brothel. You don't look your age at all."
What Feng Tingliu said is true. Ruo Lan is beautiful with exquisite makeup. At first glance, she looks like a young lady in her boudoir.
But little did they know that when she was twenty-five, Feng Tingliu was just a seventeen-year-old boy.