Chapter 170:

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Zhou Xizhong's black face became gray, and his face was as thick as water. Naturally, he wouldn't really burn the fire, but he couldn't leave it anymore. He pityed the next gang of members of more than four ranks. Things that have happened, have to endure the boss's knife-like eyes.
Ning Yi commanded the envoys in the front hall and in Nanhai Road, and punished according to the inspectorate to drink tea-as the three local divisions, both the commander and the administrative ambassador and the inspectorate were both officials of the border, but Zhou Xizhong dominated the South China Sea. This time Ningyi When he arrived, in order to avoid the interference of the two companies, he didn't send staff to notify in advance, and the government offices of the two companies were not in Fengzhou. This news came just now.
When the two divisions arrived, they saw Zhou Xizhong burning on the ship, and they were very pleased. They commanded Lu Bo to pretend: "Xiaguan etc. should also go to burn the fire." According to the inspector, Tao Shifeng had always had a bad relationship with Zhou Xizhong, and he laughed when he came up: "Oh! Lao Zhou, you're not burning right, the wind is not right, and you are careful about yourself!"
Zhou Xizhong took it coldly and ignored it, Ning Yi said lightly: "The three divisions of the South China Sea work hard together, and the two should also go to the fire."
Lu Bo and Tao Shifeng had a stiff face, and Ning Yi said again: "But you are late, and you are full and have no place, just wait in the front hall."
Lu Bo and Tao Shifeng smiled and flew together. They accompanied Ning Yi in the front hall for tea. Zhou Xizhong squatted in front of the stove mouth and his fingers squeezed.
A senator leaned in his ear and whispered, "Sir, this thing..."
"The days are still growing!" Zhou Xizhong gritted his teeth. "Moreover, King Chu will go to southern Fujian sooner or later. Without the prince, I want to see this Wei Zhi, what waves can make in my South China Sea."
"Slap!" A handful of firewood suddenly fell to his feet and scared him. When he looked up, he saw Master Gu floating straight away and said, "It's confusing!"
Fengzhi microprobe looked at it, "Oops, it's confusing and reburning!"
"..."
After a tossing for almost an hour, this high-standard meal was served, steamed crabs, steamed dried fish, stewed eggs, fried greens, fried mixed mussels, kelp seaweed shrimp skin soup.
Ning Yiduan took the first seat and gave a dignified and gentle expression, "Please."
In order to avoid his eyes being inconvenient to be seen by others, a small dish was set in front of him, and all the dishes were put together. Others only thought that this was a royal habit, and naturally there would be no idea.
When he started, the crowd raised chopsticks. After being busy for a long time, Zhou Xizhong was hungry, thinking that His Highness would never dare to poison himself on this ship, so he caught a piece of dried fish.
I just took a bite and suddenly noticed something was wrong. At first glance, Feng Zhiwei didn't lift his chopsticks, took a cup of tea and drank slowly, and looked at him with a smile, his smile was very gentle, but he didn't seem to have any good intentions.
Zhou Xizhong said in amazement: "Don't Master Wei eat it?"
"Xiaguan's stomach is a little bit disturbed, this seafood can't be eaten." Feng Zhi smiled and said, "Please, please."
Zhou Xizhong gave a "huh" sound, took two bites, and suddenly "bounced".
Meals are very careful and meticulous on this occasion, and there is no sound at all. This sound is particularly clear. Everyone stopped chopsticks and looked to him.
Zhou Xizhongjing was there, a black face slowly turned purple, and then he covered his cheek with a rotten tooth.
At this time, Feng Zhiwei used the "whisper" that everyone could hear and Gu Nanyi "bitten ear", "Hey, just dried the fish, have you washed it."
Master Gu responded aloud: "It was taken from the sea."
The implication is that it is also water, why do you still wash it?
"..."
Poor politicians made the adult's sand creaky and could not eat it. Poor Nanhai officials were too busy to eat for a long time. Both the hungry commander and the inspector laughed happily-seeing the Nanba King eating deflated one after another It's really happy...
After a meal hastily finished, the boat was barely repaired, sailing to the beach, everyone disembarking, the crowd on the shore, and half of them.
Yan Huaishi looked at the still black crowd, showing worries, and said to Feng, "It seems that today came more than Zhou Xizhong's instigation, there may be Changjia's handwriting, this is a little troublesome, so much People, if anyone puts a cold arrow in the crowd, even the murderer cannot find it."
"It's a must in this group of people." Feng Zhiwei said, "There are still many people watching. At this time, if Zhou Xizhong is forced to disperse, his people will make trouble again as soon as they engage in ghosts. It's even more unpreparable...You send someone, protect your Highness anyway."
She looked back at Ning Yi with some worries, thinking that his eyes did not know what to do. Listening to Ning Cheng's meaning, it was probably only after going to southern Fujian that she could find a way to solve it.
She doesn't know Ning Yi's thoughts. This person always hides her emotions very well. However, Ning Yi hurt her eyes. She is more or less responsible. The safety of this path can't be missed anyway.
When disembarking, the first got off, laid guard on the pier, and then was guided by the South China Sea three envoys. Ning Cheng and Feng Zhiwei were with Ning Yi on the left and right, and Qingming College students were on the periphery. The guards are further out, surrounded by heavy iron buckets.
Feng Zhiwei asked He Lianzheng and Gu Nanyi to walk before and after the student team, and asked them to protect these students again and again-these are the ancestors of Emperor Jing II, who can get any status, and can't be lost.
Ning Yi listened to the sound around her body, quietly pinched Feng Zhiwei's finger, and smiled lowly: "It's rare to see you worrying about me like this."
Feng Zhiwei said in a serious way: "For your highness, share your worries, and the official also share your internal affairs."
Ning Yi smiled and suddenly leaned into her ear and whispered: "Ben Wang actually wants to hear you say-serving the prince for the prince, even the concubine divides the internal affairs."
Feng Zhiwei was a little nervous when he walked, and he had to pay attention to the crowd and his team. Hearing that this person was still in a mood to laugh at this time, he did not get angry and smiled like a flower: "Is it, concubine wishing the prince I can achieve this wish in my next life."
Halfway through the conversation, she suddenly stopped and didn't know where an old woman stood unsteadily in the crowd. She staggered and rushed towards the team. A bodyguard walking in the periphery hurriedly extended her hand to push. The bones rolled out, but the carrying basket rolled from the feet of the guards into the direction of Ning Yi in the crowd.