No wonder Wei Yun thought so, because in the current Southern Chu State, many high-ranking officials and nobles have the hobby of raising male pets.

Thinking of this, Wei Yun had the desire to die. If Chu Feng really chose a male favorite, what should he do? He is the top scorer in the current academic year. How could he be someone else's male favorite? That way, not only will the future be ruined, but he will never be able to raise his head.

Wei Yun was in a complicated mood, as if he was on his back.

Chu Feng closed his eyes and recalled that Wei Yun was born a bit handsome. Seeing his face as if he was beaten like a pig's head, he asked in a formal manner, "Wei Yun, who hurt you like this? This Wan'an City is also my territory of Nanchu. Who dares to be so bold and make the top scorer in the current subject like this."

Wei Yun said with a sad face: "When you go back to the King of Southern, you are ashamed. The grass-roots people have not seen the wool that beat me clearly, but looking at the outfit, they are mostly bandits near Wan'an City. His Highness Nan, bandits on the mountains outside Wan'an City are rampant, and they are plundering, causing the people nearby to live in poverty. It is really a big cancer in our Southern Chu State. You also ask His Highness Nan to report to the emperor and send troops to encircle and suppress them."

Because Wei Yun did not see the appearance of the person who beat him clearly, he thought about it and felt that it was a bit possible that the bandits on the mountain might be the bandits. If the order was successful this time, he could still recommend himself and lead troops up the mountain to suppress the bandits. If the bandits were successfully suppressed, this would be a great achievement.

Chu Feng listened, nodded slightly and said, "Well, you have made some sense. This time I return to Beijing, I will report it to the emperor."

Wei Yun knelt down and deducted Chu Feng three heads, and said, "Caomin is here to thank His Highness the King of Nan for the people of Wan'an City."

Chu Feng frowned slightly, very dissatisfied with Wei Yun's eagerness to seek credit.

Shui Lingyue looked at Xiao Yichen with a smile, her eyes full of jokes, as if she was saying, Look, you beat someone up, but the blame was Fei Ke on the mountain. I'm afraid they never dreamed that this huge black blame would fall silently on their heads.

Xiao Yichen's lips bent slightly, and he showed a proud smile. Look, he is capable of beating someone and never gets the handle.

Chu Feng no longer paid attention to Wei Yun, turned his eyes to Shui Lingyue, and said, "I think these three people are OK, but I have no objection. I wonder who Miss Shui will choose in the end?"

Shui Lingyue no longer delayed at this time and said directly: "Your Highness, I think it is the most suitable person for Mr. Wei, the top scholar of the current science. I wonder what His Highness Nan Wang is thinking?"

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Well, I have no objection. Miss Shui will be fully responsible for the next matter."

Shui Lingyue said: "Yes, Your Highness, Your Highness, please move your Highness to the room and take a rest. When I arrange everything, I will bring Mr. Wei to you."

When Chu Feng heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, then slowly stood up from the chair and said, "Hong Qing, take the other two to the side room to receive the prize, Mr. Wei's prize, wait for a while, and I will personally distribute it."

Hong Qing immediately clasped his fists and agreed, "Yes, Your Highness, the King of Southern." As he said that, he brought the two of them to a room next to him.

Chu Feng didn't look at anyone again, turned around, walked down the platform, and walked towards the Tianzi room where he lived.

Shui Lingyue saw that everyone had left, and only she was left on the platform, Xiao Yichen and Wei Yun.
Chapter completed!