Since Qin Lei's assassination, the Qi Department of Internal Affairs sent a battalion of Jinwu Guards to station outside the host's mansion. At the same time, patrol soldiers would check Qin Lei's condition every half hour.

Qin Lei did plan to escape from prison with armed forces, and even repeatedly deduced it with Tie Ying several times. He estimated that he only had to recover 70% of his strength, and with years of special combat experience, there was still a great hope of escaping this cage with many flaws.

A deep conversation with Chen Luo dispelled Qin Lei's idea: It's not impossible, but it's not done. Chen Luo clearly told Qin Lei that according to reliable information, the reason for Qin's troops this time was to welcome the proton. If he disappeared without clarity, Qin's plan would inevitably be affected: the protons have fled, and it's all right to welcome him.

Therefore, Qin needs him to be imprisoned, waiting for the prince to be rescued like a princess caught by a demon. Although Qin Lei does not have such awareness, he cannot ignore the military's feelings. The identity of the fifth prince of Qin means too many things that Qin Lei cannot abandon, as long as he still lives in this world.

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It was also the same conversation, and Chen Luo told Qin Lei that he had to convince someone himself so that the plan could go on smoothly.

He was a monk with a square head and big ears, a smile, and a good name for the Dharma.

The two sat opposite each other in the small pavilion with chessboards on the table. At this time, the big dragon on the black side had been surrounded by white chess and was about to be destroyed.

The great monk Zhishan patted his round belly and smiled at Qin Lei, "The donor is too scrupulous, don't you know how to take a step back and the sky is wide open and the wind is calm for a while."

Qin Lei twisted the black man in his hand and smiled indifferently: "A few people who are so bad will beat him. The master is the successor of the old Zen Master Huineng. Can't you still keep this matter?"

Zhishan smiled bitterly and said, "If it is someone else, the donor will beat him, but the lay nephew of the master of the monk is not that easy to beat him."

Qin Lei gently threw the chess piece and caught it, chuckled, "Who knew that the nephew of the national rank had actually ran to my hostage to become a sect official." He did not expect that the Bingpi who was kicked out of the day was the nephew of the national rank.

Zhishan smiled and said, "Our young master is indeed a little erratic. He doesn't do a good job and stays with a group of soldiers all day long. It's not all bad things to suffer."

Qin Lei heard that his words were loose, so he nodded to Tie Ying who was serving behind him. Tie Ying pulled out a thin gift list from his arms and pushed it to Zhishan. He said earnestly: "Since I learned that I was hurting the noble son by mistake, I felt deeply uneasy. I wanted to come to the door to apologize several times, but I had no choice... Alas... I'll buy some millet eggs for the noble son to replenish my body."

Zhishan smiled and took the gift list. When he opened it, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide. Five hundred thousand taels! You should know that fifty taels of silver can make the well-off family comfortable for a year. If it were eggs, it seems that there were not so many eggs in Qi State.

Qin Lei set off the railway while it was hot: "If I return home smoothly and the journey is long, I will naturally travel lightly and easily. I will trouble the master to collect some of my valuable calligraphy and paintings."

Zhishan said implicitly: "Since the donor has entrusted me, I will take on this important task."

Qin Lei stood up with a smile, threw the chess piece on the chessboard, held up the most kind hand, and said sincerely: "Then please, Master."

After saying that, he sent Zhishan to leave. After Qin Lei threw a piece on the chessboard, the situation turned upside down. The black chess was miraculously revived, and there was no chance of a big dragon being killed. However, Zhishan was blocked by Qin Lei and did not see it. The iron eagle he saw did not understand chess.

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Qin Lei never saw a visitor again that day, but he just ordered Tieying to do something stupid from time to time: for example, sending Chen Luo some weird weapons and design drawings of strange clothes; going to the market to buy all kinds of strange things, such as needles, threads, peppers, star anise, etc. He vaguely felt that His Highness could still move some martial arts - collecting sulfur, saltpeter and charcoal, wouldn't it really be firecrackers? Although in Tieying's cognition, these things can only be firecrackers.

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When Tieying saw Qin Lei put on the strange clothes sent by Chen Luo and then put those weapons skillfully on them, he finally believed that there must be an adventure in His Highness that coma.

Shortly after Zhishan left, Qin Lei asked Tieying to claim that Master Zhishan from Baoguo Temple had cured his "crazy disease".

One noon half a month later, Qi soldiers guarding the gate respectfully handed Tieying a gilded invitation.

Qin Lei was using lunch, and today's main dish was braised deer hoof. Qi Guo chefs have good skills. They paired the deer hoof with peanuts, dried peppers, chopped peppers, red peppers, ginger, green onion, red oil, bay leaves, star anise, salt, pepper, and the meat was crispy, bright in color, strong juice and strong in taste. The troops came out of this place.

Qin Lei put down his bones that were gnawed, smeared his hands with a towel, took the invitation, took a look, threw it back to Tieying, and said, "It seems that Uncle Chen is amazing. He will alarm the largest official in Qi in a few days."

Tieying frowned and took the invitation that was stained by Qin Lei's oil hand. He opened it and saw that there was a beautiful regular script written on the inside of the tribute cloud paper: "Your Excellency Gong, I am so happy that a grandson is very careful to clean the soup cakes on the sixth day of the sixth month. Please give me the jade gifts, and the old Yunhe is here."

Tieying was furious and held the invitation tightly and said, "How could this Shangguan Pifu be so humiliated?"

Qin Lei picked up the teacup, rinsed his mouth and said indifferently: "Isn't it just a treat, just go." In fact, he couldn't quite understand the content of the invitation, so he could only guess a little.

Tieying then remembered that his highness had forgotten many things, and he explained hatred: "Your Highness doesn't know that this Zhi Ge was granted by the emperor of Qi when you first arrived in Qi State. First, with your nobles' honor, you were the Duke, which was a mocking me, Daqin, one level lower than his Qi State; second, Zhi Ge's title was a mocking me, Daqin, who was incompetent, and could only be spared from war by women and children." He became more and more angry as he spoke. He slapped the table with his palm, shaking the bowls and dishes, and the soup splashed.

As the training unfolded, Qin Lei became more and more agile, and he waved lightly, and did not splash at all. Qin Lei was a little satisfied with his skills. He crossed his legs on the chair and lay on the back of the chair, admiring the rare long and long speech of the Iron Commander.

Tieying remained angry and waved the invitation that was held as dried vegetables and said rudely: "So I, Daqin, protested strongly, and Qi State has never used this title. Who would have thought that Shangguan Yunhe's old man was so arrogant that he wrote on paper today. What's more, sending someone to hand over the invitation is a contempt! Your Highness, you can't go!"

Qin Lei reached out to tug the undesirable invitation, pulled it hard a few times, tried to level it, and tried it a few times, but it didn't work, so he threw it aside and asked, "How is this Prime Minister Shangguan's reputation in his daily life?"

Tieying thought about it and said, "This old man Shangguan has always been wise, known as a polite and noble man, gentle, respectful and frugal, and is called a role model in the world." He did not distort the image of Prime Minister Shangguan because of his anger just now.

Qin Lei stood up and stretched his arms and said, "People with such reputation love to cherish their feathers the most. Will they do such low-level actions?"

Tieying also said strangely: "It's a bit abnormal."

"If something goes wrong, you will be a demon! This is Old Man Shangguan testing us." Qin Lei pondered.

"Then let's go?" Tieying asked.

"Go, go happily!" Qin Lei said firmly.

"But this invitation..." Tieying glanced at the terrible invitation on the table.

"Can you not bring an invitation?" Qin Lei asked weakly.

"No, you will be turned away." Tieying said affirmatively.

"Then please restore it to its original state." Qin Lei laughed and took a nap.

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Before going to meet the Prime Minister of Qi, Qin Lei met Chen Luo first, carefully learned about the various magistrates of Qi, and then asked about the progress of the matter, and had a certain plan in his mind.

It was soon noon on August 8th, and Tieying clumsily put on Qin Lei's aristocratic costume. The cumbersome costumes were obviously not something that a sturdy man like Tieying could handle. He couldn't remember whether to fasten the front or hang tassels first, and couldn't understand where to hang the jade pieces. If Chen Luo hadn't come, the fifth prince's first banquet would have failed for an absurd reason. Chen Luo not only helped Qin Lei get dressed, but also applied a layer of powder on his face and drew a circle of eyes.

Chen Luo did not accompany Qin Lei to the banquet, he wanted to meet a more noble person.

The prime minister's invitation was indeed extraordinary. The Jinwu Guard, who surrounded the Proton Mansion, did not block Proton's carriage this time, instead, he divided half of the soldiers to guard Qin Chuan on the road.

At noon in early summer, the place without shade was already a little hot. On the slowly moving carriage, Qin Lei, who was wrapped in complex dresses, had already started sweating. I don’t know what materials Chen Luo used, but the powder on his face was not afraid of water. It must be very good to sell in the 21st century, Qin Lei complained. When he saw Tie Ying opposite him holding back his smile, he hummed, "If you want to laugh, just laugh, anyway, this time I will make people laugh." There was an unconcealable depression in his calm tone.
Chapter completed!