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Chapter 599

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After Sun Simiao agreed.

Only then did Zhang Feng's heart fall back into his chest.

This time, the big problem was completely solved. Now, only the old eunuch was left. It was up to him whether he was willing to transfer the knife he had held for 30 years from a human to a pig.

Zhang Feng couldn't help but turn around and look at the old eunuch. "Eunuch, may I know if you …"

The old eunuch hurriedly stood up.

"Prince Zhang, please speak."

"Well, I just wanted to ask if you were willing to …"

"To be honest, I'm not willing to agree to this. It just feels disgusting! Prince Zhang, you should understand my difficulties. "

"Ahem!"

Li Shimin frowned slightly and coughed.

The old eunuch was shocked and hurriedly shut up.

Li Shimin said indifferently, "Since Zhang Feng has asked you to stay, then stay. Although it's a little different, don't worry. I'll add on to what Zhang Feng promised you. What do you think?"

"This is a brilliant achievement for the Tang Dynasty. Once this thing is successful, your name will go down in history. You have to think carefully."

Li Shimin's words immediately made the old eunuch agree.

"Prince Zhang, if that's the case, then I'll leave my body to you! No matter what you say, I won't hesitate! "

How could he not agree when the Emperor had spoken?

Was the discomfort in his heart more important?

Or was his life more important?

Besides, if Little Guizi's eunuch heard about this, what would he do?

The people from the Imperial Servants Department were waiting at the door enviously!

Seeing that the old eunuch agreed, Zhang Feng was overjoyed.

When he went out to call for someone, he bumped into Old He, who was squatting at the door.

He waved his hand and called Old He over.

"Old He, quickly prepare the barbecue and the ingredients. I'll cook it myself!"

"Wait for Feng Zi."

Old He saluted Sun Simiao, then pulled Zhang Feng to the door and said, "This morning, there was a young man wandering around the door, but he didn't come in. He didn't eat the food I gave him, and insisted that he wanted to see you. Even Du Dabing didn't dare to force him. They were afraid that something would go wrong, so they asked me to come here and tell you when you finished."

Zhang Feng was dumbfounded.

"Who is it?"

"I don't know."

Old He shook his head, pointed to the mountain gate and said, "Why don't I ask someone to ask? If he has nothing to do, we can give him a few meters to send him down the mountain. However, this kid is wearing a scholarly robe full of patched scars. I don't know where he came from. "

Scholarly robes?

Hearing this, Zhang Feng could not help but frown slightly.

"Lao Li, you guys take a seat first. I have something to do at the mountain gate. I'll be right back!"

As they spoke, Zhang Feng followed Old He and hurried to the entrance of the mountain.

The imperial edict had been issued for a long time.

However, none of the students had come. The sudden appearance of this scholarly robed youth made Zhang Feng think of something.

At this time, it was already past mealtime. At this time, people were lying on the ground, dozing off or even snoring. Cheng Chumo was lying on a pile of grain. A pair of boots were placed on both sides of him. His legs were propped up as he snored loudly. However, the smell of his feet was even more terrifying than his snoring.

That was not important.

The most important thing was that the bags of rice under this guy were full of people from Tong Hui Fang.

Zhang Feng seriously suspected that these people had masochistic tendencies. It was so smelly!

How could they stand it?

However, that was not important.

Li Chengqian had long since disappeared without a trace. As for Du Gou, Wei Shuyu, and Zhangsun Chong, when they saw Zhang Feng come out of the door, they all coincidentally gathered together. They all knew of the brat at the door, but since Zhang Feng could come, it meant that they could watch a good show.

A good show to watch was better than smelling the stench of his feet, right?

"Feng Zi, this strange person came last night. However, he squatted at the foot of the mountain and did not dare to come up. Today, he came before dawn. However, when he asked if you were here, he just stayed at the gate and did not come in. No one knows what this kid wants to do."

While Wei Shuyu was talking, they had already arrived at the gate.

Wei Shuyu shouted, "Hey, kid. Aren't you looking for Feng Zi? He's here. If you have something to say, say it! "

Hearing that, the youth hurriedly tidied up his tattered robe and hurried forward. Although he was dressed in an extremely cold manner and his skin was dark and swarthy, he looked more and more awkward. However, this person gave Zhang Feng a different feeling.

As for what was different, Zhang Feng did not know for the time being.

"I am Ma Zhou. Greetings to Prince Zhang Zhang Feng!"

???

The smile on Zhang Feng's face froze.

He stared at Ma Zhou and sized him up. Then, he asked, "What's your name?"

"Student Ma Zhou. Greetings to Teacher!"

"Ma Zhou?"

"Which Ma Zhou are you?"

"Qinghe Ma Zhou!"

Ma Zhou!

Qinghe Ma Zhou.

Damn.

He had picked up a treasure!

After Zhang Feng confirmed Ma Zhou's identity, he excitedly grabbed Ma Zhou's hand and said, "What are you doing here?"

Ma Zhou did not expect Zhang Feng to be so enthusiastic. He hurriedly said, "I'm here to seek knowledge!"

"Good! I agree! Come, you, Dabing, quickly arrange a place for him to stay! "

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???

????

Du Gou was stunned.

Wei Shuyu and Zhangsun were stunned.

Everyone who thought they were going to watch a good show was stunned.

What was going on?

Was this not fooling around?

Lao Tzu and the others did not have a place to stay. How could they arrange a place for him?

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