Chapter 444 Calculations

Inside the carriage, Qin Fan picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth with an elegant and calm movement.

"Remove, remove. Who made the dishes today, it's too bad. Withhold his salary for a month, and make such bad dishes in the future. He can leave!"

Qin Fan said with sullen expression, a group of golden armored guards immediately knelt down on the ground, answering loudly.

Standing up, Qin Fan waved for someone to put away the table and chairs.

In fact, sitting on this kind of chair made him feel tormented every moment.

Entering the main hall, Qin Fan walked forward with his head held high.

Although he walked with a limp, at this moment, the aura emerging from his body was only noble.

It's just the innate nobility that no one else can learn.

Some people spend their entire lives trying to change themselves from rough to noble. Although their behavior is elegant, they don't have the aura of looking down on the world.

And Qin Fan is noble in his bones, but he often pretends to be crude.

This is all camouflage, but it is rough and noble, and it is easy to be discovered. And the noble outfit is really simple and easy to learn.

Qin Fan sat on the chair in the center of the hall. The chair was wide and soft, with soft animal skins and shining gems. He breathed a sigh of relief.

An old man came out from behind the hall and stood beside Qin Fan. He said softly, "Your Highness, why do you have to do this?"

Qin Fan looked up at this person, and said, "Master Wanzhen, I did this. I just wanted to embarrass that brother of mine and cause him some trouble."

Wan Zhen frowned and said: "Sworn with an ordinary boy, can His Royal Highness embarrass him?"

Qin Fan nodded and said: "Of course. My elder brother will not allow anyone to steal his money. Today's Lu Fan's competition can show the clues. A small Yuangang realm warrior competition, my that My dear brother sent his eighth brother, Zhu Jun, over here. What does this mean? It’s nothing more than to see how strong Lu Fan is. Maybe Zhu Jun took the order and killed Lu Fan after the competition.”

Wan Zhen said: "What does this have to do with sworn worship?"

Qin Fan smiled and said: "I haven't finished yet. Since that brother of mine is so insane, he has reached the point where he doesn't care about the talents of the country at all. Then, I can't just sit idly by. Lu Fan will definitely run into trouble. My brother will not let him go. Then there are only two endings, either Lu Fan died at the hands of my brother's eagle dogs, or he defeated my brother's eagle dogs, and then provoked my brother's even greater anger. "

Sneered a few times, paused, Qin Fan continued: "The first possibility, if he is just his current status, it doesn't matter if he is disabled or dead. At most, it's just for the people to discuss. It can't be spread to the court at all. I will not let my father know about it. But once I become sworn brothers with him, he will have another layer of identity as the second prince Qin Fan brother. Things will be different. My father will know in the deep palace. Both the government and the public will know No matter how useless and incompetent I am as the second prince, I am still a prince. My brother will die without knowing why. Is there any law in the world?"

Wan Zhen nodded and said: "That's right. If there is an extra layer of identity, the matter will easily escalate. And once the escalation becomes serious, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not end well. So what if Lu Fan wins?"

Qin Fan said: "That's even more serious. A small martial artist from a remote state city defeated the assassin or warrior sent by His Royal Highness. His strength is enough for him to stand out in next year's selection. Maybe he really has a chance to represent Wu Anguo is going to participate in the Ten Thousand Nations Contest. In that case, isn’t it worth it for my brother? A future Tiangang warrior, or even a strong Wu Zun. Isn’t it worth it? Is there anything happier than getting my face swollen from a beating? My father will also give me a high regard."

Wan Zhen smiled and said: "It really is a win-win situation. Your Highness, you are more and more exhaustive."

Qin Fan said: "Some small tricks, small calculations. It's harmless, just to make my brother sick. Anyway, there is such a thing as sworn brotherhood. He did drink my blood, hehe, he probably didn’t know that there was a drop of my blood in the chicken blood soup, but that would only be found out after he died.”

Speaking of this, Qin Fan frowned again, as if recalling the taste of the chicken blood soup.

Wan Zhen said: "Then let's let go of the matter of sworn worship?"

Qin Fan said: "It's enough to spread the word first, and let some officials who don't have a good relationship with me know. They will automatically tell my father for me. Anyway, I am a prodigal prince, a playboy, and they have been talking about it a long time ago. "

Wan Zhen said: "Then I'll do it now, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

Qin Fan also smiled and said: "Yes, do it as soon as possible. I'm really afraid that Lu Fan will die tonight. My dear brother is really ruthless!"

Wan Zhen suddenly frowned and said, "Your Highness, will this make His Royal Highness suspect you of falling in love with you?"

Qin Fan said: "This possibility is not ruled out. But..."

Speaking of this, Qin Fan gritted his teeth, and after a long time, he continued: "But, I can't take it anymore!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Fan closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Wan Zhen sighed, and his body disappeared into the hall like a wisp of smoke.

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the other side.

In the palace, Zhu Jun, the Eighth Inspector, knelt outside the gatehouse.

Yingyingyanyan's laughter kept coming from the room, it was obvious that His Highness's favorite game was being played inside, a purely physical game.

After a while, there was a pleasant * * sound.

Then, the door opened, and a group of beautiful young girls bowed and retreated, the blush on their cheeks not completely disappearing.

Prince Qin Yun walked out slowly, looked at Zhu Jun at the door and said, "Zhu Jun, you are back. What's the situation, what is the Donghua swordsman Lu Fan, how strong is it, how many fingers can you handle him?"

Zhu Jun replied: "His Royal Highness, that Lu Fan's strength is astonishing, and he has entered the martial arts. If I fight him, the chance of winning is probably only five or five."

Zhu Jun hesitated when he mentioned the number of five to five, because Zhu Jun knew in his heart that the strength that Lu Fan showed alone was already a number of five to five. smaller. If the opponent uses the sword, will it be stronger!

Qin Yun frowned and said: "This kid is so difficult to deal with? Then you see, whoever kills him is better."

Zhu Jun thought for a while and said, "If Zhang Guang goes, he should be able to catch it."

Qin Yun waved his hand and said: "Then let Zhang Guang go. Let him get it done quickly!"

Zhu Jun answered softly, and kowtowed again.