CHAPTER 169: CHAPTER 159: A MAN DOOMED TO DIE IN THREE YEARS—IT’S NOT WORTH QUARRELING WITH HIM

Thinking of those reports from his subordinates and looking at Feng Qiwu’s cold and indifferent demeanor, Feng Qingyang felt even more horrified.

Because he didn’t know to what extent Feng Qiwu’s combat power had become formidable.

He also didn’t know if Feng Qiwu would suddenly lose control in front of him and then kill him.

If he suddenly went mad in the Imperial Palace, could Xia Ziyang’s Golden Scale Guards really stop him?

For a moment, Feng Qingyang couldn’t help but feel alarm bells ringing in his heart, determined to enhance his security measures by several levels.

...

Taking a deep breath, Feng Qingyang quickly smiled at Feng Qiwu and said, "Since you’ve killed to your heart’s content, your condition should have stabilized a lot this time, right?"

Detecting Feng Qingyang’s probing, Feng Qiwu frowned, somewhat annoyed, and said, "Probably, rest assured Father, I will try my best to control myself from killing anyone in front of you."

Feng Qingyang: !!!

How could he possibly be at ease!

Who knows if you might suddenly go mad, show no regard for kin, and just chop me down?

No way, he must find a way to keep Feng Qiwu away from the Imperial Palace for a while.

With this thought, Feng Qingyang quickly nodded confortably and said, "It’s good that you can control yourself. You’ve been traveling back and forth for so long; you must be very tired. There’s no need to attend the morning court for now. It’s more appropriate to conserve energy for the Wanchao Conference."

Hearing this, Feng Qiwu responded nonchalantly, "Thank you, Father, for your sympathy. If there’s nothing else, I will take my leave."

Feng Qingyang immediately nodded, "Mm, go back and rest quickly."

"I take my leave." Feng Qiwu then leisurely withdrew, his heart filled with sarcasm.

Ha!

Did he care about attending that boring morning court?

With that early rising time, wouldn’t it be better to spend a little more time sleeping with Susu?

Moreover, he happened to need time to thoroughly study the things inside the Witch Doctor Guhe Star Ring.

Now, the rights that Feng Qingyang held tightly in his hands and was unwilling to share meant nothing to him anymore.

...

Upon learning that Feng Qiwu had returned, Feng Wuchen ordered his subordinate Lin Wei to investigate the treasure of Xianyu Pass.

"Have you heard about that madman bringing back treasures?" Feng Wuchen asked gloomily.

These were opportunities that should have belonged to him.

Now, the merit of suppressing bandits was gone, and a large sum of gold and silver was gone too!

This Feng Qiwu was indeed his nemesis!

However, he quickly consoled himself: Bai Wanwan said Feng Qiwu wouldn’t live more than three years.

A man destined to die in three years wasn’t worth the trouble.

But what he couldn’t obtain, Feng Qiwu shouldn’t even think about getting.

...

Lin Wei shook his head after Feng Wuchen finished speaking and said, "It’s said that the Crown Prince returned alone, seemingly without bringing anything back. Our spies in the northwest detected no signs of gold and silver being transported down the mountain."

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen sneered, "He indeed wants to swallow all these treasures for himself! Dress me up, I want to enter the palace to meet the Emperor."

Even if Feng Qiwu had gotten those treasures, so what?

He had ways to make him spit them all out.

Soon, Feng Wuchen changed his clothes and went to the palace to see Feng Qingyang.

At this time, Feng Qingyang was furious with himself for feeling terrified of Feng Qiwu earlier. Hearing the eunuch announcing Feng Wuchen’s arrival, he immediately frowned.

"What is the Third Prince doing here at this time? Let him in," Feng Qingyang said impatiently.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Soon after, Feng Wuchen came in.

Seeing Feng Qingyang’s gloomy face, Feng Wuchen’s heart skipped a beat.

Damn!

Father is in a bad mood today; I’ve come at the wrong time.

But since he’s here, there’s no reason to just leave.

So Feng Wuchen mustered up his courage and saluted Feng Qingyang.

"Your son greets Father!"

"Get up, what’s your purpose of coming?" Feng Qingyang asked indifferently.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen quickly said, "Replying to Father, I heard that the Crown Prince has returned, so I came to ask about the situation of the northwest banditry. After all, I always wanted to lead the army myself to suppress the bandits, but by coincidence, I couldn’t go."

Saying this, Feng Wuchen showed a look of regret and pity.

Feng Qingyang was momentarily stunned at these words.

He also began to reflect: Would things have been different if he had sent the Third Prince back then?

But as soon as this thought arose, Feng Qingyang dismissed it.

Because although the Third Prince was excellent, he had to admit he wasn’t as capable as that offspring of a concubine.

If either he or the eldest had shown some promise, would he be so worried every day now?

After glancing mildly at Feng Wuchen, Feng Qingyang said, "The banditry has already been resolved by the Crown Prince."

"So quickly?" Feng Wuchen feigned surprise.

In actuality, since Feng Qiwu showed his face in the morning, the news of him single-handedly slaughtering forty thousand bandits at Xianyu Pass had spread rapidly among the officials.

As a Prince, how could Feng Wuchen not know?

But he had to pretend he was hearing it for the first time now.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it arouse Father’s suspicions that he had planted spies in the palace or court?

...

"Mm." Feng Qingyang nodded impatiently.

Just about to dismiss Feng Wuchen, he suddenly heard him say, "Did the Crown Prince ever mention the treasure inside Xianyu Pass?"

At these words, Feng Qingyang was taken aback.

"Treasure? What treasure?" Feng Qingyang asked.

Seeing this, Feng Wuchen hurriedly replied, "The treasure I’m referring to is naturally the gold and silver within Xianyu Pass, Father. Just think, how could they develop to a number of nearly forty thousand without having enough money and grain?"

"Furthermore, doesn’t the intelligence indicate that they often raided or attacked passing caravans?"

"That’s why I speculated there must be a significant amount of treasure within Xianyu Pass."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingyang’s face darkened.

"You make a good point."

But Feng Qiwu hadn’t mentioned this at all!

What was the Crown Prince playing at?

Did he plan to privately hoard that treasure?

What audacity!

And seeing Feng Qingyang’s displeasure, Feng Wuchen immediately put on a look of disbelief and said, "Father, don’t tell me... the Crown Prince never mentioned the treasure of Xianyu Pass to you?"

Then, immediately appearing to speak on Feng Qiwu’s behalf, he added, "It must have slipped the Crown Prince’s mind. He might have been too focused on suppressing the bandits and didn’t pay attention to other matters. After all, when the Crown Prince starts killing, he doesn’t care for anything else. If you’re worried, why not ask him to come over and inquire?"

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang then squinted, nodded, and said, "You make sense. Li Cheng, have the Crown Prince return once more."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Li Cheng promptly nodded, but with the corner of his eye, he quickly glanced at Feng Wuchen.

What a deep grudge between the Third Prince and the Crown Prince for him to come to the Emperor so eagerly to undermine the Crown Prince.