Besides lying down, I also know a little about power struggles

Chapter 34 Walls have ears

D-Dali Temple?

Now everyone, including Guo Yin, looked grim.

The Dali Temple is in charge of criminal justice and is responsible for trying cases involving officials who have committed crimes. The proposal put forward by Feng Twelve is reasonable.

"I, I..." Guo Yin suddenly started, as if he had just sobered up, and knelt down in front of Feng Twelve with a plop.

"Your humble servant... Your humble servant just drank too much and his mind is a little confused. I don't remember what I said or did. If I have offended Your Highness in any way, please forgive me."

Fang Tong was amazed at how swiftly he slid to his knees.

No wonder Sui Yongdao chose him to go to Beijing. This man can bend and stretch, and can pretend to be crazy or stupid. He can overturn all the blame by saying that he didn't remember anything. The people who came with him didn't need to cover up, they just had to say that they didn't hear anything. As soon as they entered the room, they saw Guo Yin being beaten by Feng Twelve's men. Then no matter what Feng Twelve and his party said, it would be one-sided.

No wonder this guy dared to come here and cause trouble. It turns out he left himself this way out.

Fang Tong gritted his teeth and really wanted to pounce on him and tickle him a few more times, but then he heard Feng Twelve say, "It doesn't matter if you don't remember."

He paused and looked towards the door.

Several of Guo Yin's accomplices avoided his sight. It seemed that, just as Fang Tong had expected, they had decided not to make a sound.

However, Feng Twelve was not looking for them. He looked over the heads of several people and spoke to the outside: "Lin Shaoqing, you should have heard the whole story."

A sigh was heard from outside the door, and a man in an ochre robe appeared from outside.

"Your Highness, I just want to eat something to satisfy my appetite. Why do you have to ask me to go back to the Dali Temple?"

The man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a graceful demeanor.

Fang Tong recognized him. They had just met this man downstairs. Feng Twelve did not speak to him. He just nodded slightly when the other party looked at him. This man followed them upstairs and entered the private room opposite.

Many officials came to the restaurant tonight, but I didn't expect that this one was the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

She had seen this man's name in the official newspaper. His surname was Lin and his given name was Yue.

Lin Yue grinned at everyone and said slowly, "It's really unfortunate that my room is right across the street, so it's hard not to hear the noise outside. Since the victim wants to report to the police, I have no choice but to enforce the law impartially."

The victim Feng Twelve nodded: "Thank you."

He no longer looked at Guo Yin and the others, and turned to Wei Baichuan and said, "Go ask the waiter to clean up the room. If the dishes in the kitchen are ready, send them over as usual."

When the others heard that he was still in the mood to eat, they all had complicated expressions.

Fang Tong wiped his face with his paw. It was time to eat. After a fight, it was time to replenish his energy.

Lin Yue cast a sad glance at Feng Twelve and said, "Your Highness, won't you come with us?"

"I was frightened," Feng Twelve said frankly, "I'm not feeling well, so I can't go with you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone stared at him as if they had seen a ghost.

From beginning to end, he just sat there without moving. What was wrong with him?

Guo Yin's companions were even more speechless. Which giant Buddha wanted to lead them into the palace just now, and now he doesn't want to leave?
Even Wei Baichuan's expression was hard to describe. He coughed lightly and said to Feng Twelve, "Your Highness, how about I go with Lin Shaoqing?"

"Yes," Lin Yue echoed, "Once you enter the Dali Temple, you have to sign and seal your name. Your Highness, please lend me Commander Wei. I promise to have him back soon."

"Okay." Feng Twelve answered readily.

At this moment, Guo Yin suddenly stood up.

"Your Majesty has ordered me to leave the capital tomorrow, and I have to take a message to General Sui on behalf of Your Majesty. Lin Shaoqing, Your Majesty, can you afford to delay Your Majesty's business?"

His aura suddenly changed, and he changed from being depressed to being furious. Lin Yue smiled amiably, "Deputy General Guo, you have your mission, and I have my duty. We can talk tomorrow if we have anything to say. Ah, be obedient."

He had a smile on his face and his tone was unusually gentle, but he didn't know when a few more people appeared behind him, dressed as officials from the Dali Temple.

"Mr. Lin," the officer leading the team said, "We have received your message and have sent someone to guard downstairs."

Lin Yue waved his hand: "I asked you to bring people here to protect me, not to alarm the people."

He bowed to Guo Yin and said, "Deputy General Guo, it will be better for everyone if this matter is resolved early. Please go ahead."

Guo Yin clenched his teeth, veins twitched beside his cheeks, and bloodshot covered the whites of his eyes.

"Okay." He stomped his feet heavily, turned around and walked out.

Lin Yue smiled and asked the officers to take all of Guo Yin's accomplices away. He then said to Feng Twelve, "The deep-fried mandarin fish at Xiaoyao Tower is the best in Beijing. I am not lucky enough to enjoy it today. Please, Your Highness, try some more for me."

Feng Twelve glanced at him, and just then the waiter came over with the freshly cooked mandarin fish. Feng Twelve called the waiter over and ordered, "Pack the fish and let Lin Shaoqing take it away."

Lin Yue's smile froze on his face.

Fang Tong was delighted.

Lin Yue wanted to make friends with Feng Twelve, but Feng Twelve refused. However, at least he gave him a fish, so Lord Lin should not hold a grudge against him.

Lin Yue's mouth twitched, but soon returned to smiling.

"The twelfth prince is still the same as before. He is unwilling to take advantage of others, and he is also unwilling to be taken advantage of."

He took the plate from the waiter and called Wei Baichuan to go out together.

"Commander Wei, we're going to have fish at the Dali Temple tonight. By the way, do you drink?"

"Can people in Dali Temple drink alcohol?" Wei Baichuan asked.

"Ah, I forgot."

The laughter outside the door faded away, and Feng Twelve looked down at the kitten in his arms.

Fang Tong looked at him with her bright eyes.

Feng Twelve smiled and said, "I'll order another one."

"Sir," the waiter said hesitantly, "all the mandarin fish in our restaurant has been ordered."

He glanced at the mess in the room and bowed deeply: "Tomorrow, if there is another batch, we will pick out the best ones and send them to your house. We will ask the chef to prepare a new banquet tonight. We can use our restaurant to calm you down. What do you think?"

He had just heard about Feng Twelve's identity and was afraid of offending this noble man, but Feng Twelve was silent for a moment and said, "No need."

The waiter's heart sank when he heard this.

Their Xiaoyaolou was able to open a store on the most prosperous street in the capital, of course, they had someone backing them up, but the person in front of them was the prince, and it was said that he had a rather strange temper. Who knew how much trouble his cold "no need" would bring to the restaurant.

The waiter only regretted that he did not have enough foresight when he was trying to attract customers, and welcomed this huge Buddha into the store.

Fang Tong saw the frightened face of the waiter and felt sorry for the misunderstanding that Feng Twelve had suffered. Since ancient times, power has oppressed people, so it is understandable that the waiter would be afraid, but Feng Twelve is not that kind of petty person.

She rubbed her head unconsciously in his arms.

Feng Twelve seemed to see the waiter's worry and handed over an ingot of silver.

"If the bills for those two tables haven't been settled yet, please settle the bill for my room and I'll come back tomorrow."

The waiter looked at the silver ingot and was about to say something. He didn't expect that the prince would take the initiative to give him money, and he didn't expect that he would come again tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)