Chapter 670: First Volume _ Chapter 670: I Miss Imperial Consort Lin

First Volume _ Chapter 670: I Miss Imperial Consort Lin

Shuyi and Shuji exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with horror.

Steward Zhang, who could reach the Heavenly Court directly, whose every word and deed could sway the Sage's judgment.

Before Li Xiaolan, was so timid and weak, not worth mentioning.

What on earth had she just provoked... a monster!

Shu Feng loosened her grip, and Zhang Xiuye collapsed to the ground, not daring to so much as draw a breath.

"Steward Zhang, go deliver a few words for me."

"Tell the Sage that I have already been in seclusion for several days. It both follows the rules and gives the Li Imperial Clan enough face."

"Now, I am leaving temporarily to go see Feng'er."

"Inform the Empress as well. If she has any tricks in the future, she can just go ahead and use them. Why send a stupid girl like this to be a pawn?"

After speaking, Li Xiaolan took Shu Feng and Xiao Xiangxiang and left directly.

Zhang Xiuye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stood up, and hurriedly instructed: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry and prepare the ceremonial escort for Her Highness the Princess!"

"Didn't you hear? Her Highness the Princess is leaving the palace!"

Only then did the Imperial Eunuch wake as if from a dream, scrambling away on hands and knees.

Zhang Xiuye glanced at Shuyi and Shuji and said irritably: "Be grateful!"

"If not for Her Highness the Princess's kindness, the two of you would have died without even knowing how!"

Zhang Xiuye had always been considerate of every courtyard in the Hou Gong, and his reputation there was excellent.

But in many cases, Zhang Xiuye could only follow orders; whether to kill or not was not for him to decide.

At this moment, since Shuyi and Shuji had managed to keep their lives.

Zhang Xiuye still had to give the reminder he ought to.

Shuyi knelt on the ground, kowtowing continuously toward Li Xiaolan's Palace to express her gratitude.

Evening time.

In the Back Courtyard of Mingyue Zhai, Qin Feng wore only a loose sweat-soaked shirt.

Holding a WoodenStick in his hand, he stood above the Large Vats, stirring the steamed Grain back and forth.

"Pour in the yeast!"

"Pour more!"

Qin Feng was drenched in sweat, but his expression was quite excited. With the yeast mixed in, he was one step closer to success.

Xie Yun'er, sitting in the distance, saw that Qin Feng did everything himself.

At first glance, he looked just like Civilian Laborers, without a trace of the demeanor of the Lord of Ease.

She found it secretly amusing in her heart, but couldn't help complaining out loud.

"This kind of work, just leave it to the servants."

"Why do it yourself?"

"Look at you, it's downright ridiculous!"

"If the Di Envoy saw you, he'd probably look down on you a few degrees more."

Qin Feng haphazardly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

While directing the craftsmen to send the stirred Grain and yeast into the FermentationRoom, he responded excitedly.

"Experiencing the process of success is also a kind of enjoyment."

"Besides, this is the first time brewing White Silver. The craftsmen haven't grasped the tricks and principles at all."

"I have to set an example for them."

Hearing this, Xie Yun'er couldn't help but shake her head with a wry smile.

"By now the news has already spread through Jingdu. Everyone knows you're brewing liquor at home."

"Can the White Silver brewed this way really be as clear as water? And also... fifty degrees?"

"I don't believe it."

Qin Feng tossed down the WoodenStick, ran to the StoneTable, grabbed some tea, took a fierce gulp, and said breathlessly: "Don't believe it? When have I ever failed?"

Xie Yun'er pouted: "I just don't believe it!"

Qin Feng grew anxious, pointed at the FermentationRoom and shouted: "Wait until I brew the liquor, you'll know this isn't liquor, it's real gold and White Silver!"

Xie Yun'er certainly believed in Qin Feng.

But seeing him look so solemn and serious, she couldn't help but secretly play a little trick.

"Bah! I just don't believe it, no matter what you say."

Qin Feng felt his pride trampled, his face darkening: "Don't believe it? I'll take you to see!"

Xie Yun'er instinctively scooted backward: "I'm not going! I don't believe it!"

Hey!

Qin Feng's temper flared. He grabbed Xie Yun'er's wrist and yanked her up.

He smoothly hoisted Xie Yun'er entirely onto his shoulder and strode toward the FermentationRoom.

Xie Yun'er kicked her legs wildly.

"Qin Feng, are you trying to kill me? There are still so many outsiders watching."

"Put me down quickly. I believe, isn't believing enough?"

"Be good, hurry up, it's mortifying."

Qin Feng couldn't care less. Carrying Xie Yun'er like that, he had just reached the FermentationRoom.

When the Gate was thrown open by Qin Xiaofu.

"Young Master!"

"…"

Seeing Qin Feng carrying Xie Yun'er on his shoulder, Yun'er kicked and struggled while pounding on Qin Feng's back.

The scene looked exactly like bandits abducting a Village Chief's Wife.

Qin Xiaofu immediately let out a sly chuckle.

"Young Master, please carry on. This servant saw nothing."

Xie Yun'er's cheeks flushed crimson; she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Qin Feng knew that Qin Xiaofu had rushed over for a reason.

So he stopped fooling around with Xie Yun'er.

The moment he set Yun'er down, his shin took a vicious kick.

"Despicable!"

Xie Yun'er ran off without looking back.

Qin Feng was thick-skinned; seeing Qin Xiaofu's mischievous grin, he paid it no mind.

"What happened?"

Qin Xiaofu hurriedly reported.

"Young Master, Zhang Xiuye just sent word that someone in the palace is bullying the Third Miss."

At these words, Qin Feng's face instantly darkened.

He grabbed the CottonCloth and roughly wiped the sweat from his face.

He tossed the CottonCloth onto the ground.

"Let's go, into the palace!"

Qin Xiaofu quickly reached out to stop him.

"Young Master, don't be so hasty."

"Steward Zhang said that lately there have been rumors and gossip in the Hou Gong. When His Majesty learned of it, he was furious and has already sent him to the Hou Gong to deal with it."

"The troublemakers are two Shupin New Noble Consorts."

"If the Third Miss weren't so kind-hearted, Zhang Xiuye would have nearly strangled those two insufferable girls on the spot."

Hearing this, Qin Feng's expression finally eased a little.

He turned back to the StoneTable, picked up the Tea Cup, and began drinking on his own.

"That's more like it."

"Bullying Third Sister is slapping my face, Qin Feng. His Majesty naturally wouldn't do such a thing."

"It must be that some Imperial Household in the Hou Gong can no longer sit still and wants to use this to test my bottom line."

"If those women aren't afraid of having their fingers chopped off, let them test away!"

Hearing Qin Feng actually refer to the Imperial Household as "women"—

Qin Xiaofu found it both funny and frightening.

"Young Master, you should keep a tighter rein on your tongue."

"The Imperial Household all have backers in the Imperial Court; many of their Imperial Concubines' natal families are ministers of the Taolin Party."

Qin Feng shrugged. "Exactly. That's why I've never entered the palace—I'm giving those ministers face, aren't I?"

"Honestly, I'm starting to miss Imperial Consort Lin a little."

At these words, Qin Xiaofu was so anxious he stamped his foot.

"Young Master! I just told you—watch your tongue!"

"How could you even think about Her Highness the Imperial Consort?"

Qin Feng said irritably, "You've got it all wrong!"

"Imperial Consort Lin may be incomparably beautiful, but she's nearly as old as my mother. This young bull has no taste for old grass."

"Besides, the reason I miss Imperial Consort Lin is that when she was around, the various factions in the Hou Gong were clearly divided."

"How could it be this chaotic now?"