Tang Yong frowned and said, "How am I the one who provoked him?
It's him who has been causing trouble for me! "
Han Xuefei thought for a moment and said, "In fact, you must be worried. With the Old Marquis here, Prime Minister Zhuge won't dare to do anything to you. As for Elder Tiantong, you can also ask the Old Marquis to help you. The Blue Cloud Sect won't dare to not let him go."
Ask the Old Marquis?
This thought only flashed through Tang Yong's mind before it was thrown to the back of his mind. The Old Marquis had already gone to who knows where. If the Old Marquis was still here, how would the First Madam dare to kill him?
It was completely impossible to get help from others.
Tang Yong wanted to save Little Five, but now he could only rely on himself.
However, Tang Yong knew that Han Xuefei's words were actually a roundabout way of introducing the Blue Cloud Sect and Elder Tiantong's background to him. She wanted to remind him not to be stupid.
However, this was already impossible for the current Tang Yong. As long as Elder Tiantong didn't let Little Five go, Tang Yong wouldn't let him off!
The two of them talked for a while more before Han Xuefei left. She still had an acquaintance among these people and wanted to catch up.
After Han Xuefei left, Tang Yong remained silent. None of the more than a dozen genius martial artists spoke to him. The silver-armored knights were even more disciplined and didn't say a word.
Tang Yong was like a superfluous person, wandering at the edge of the group.
Unknowingly, a whole morning passed. Although they were martial artists and their physical fitness was better than ordinary people, they still needed to rest.
The Third Prince looked at the front and chose an open and spacious place to rest. Everyone dismounted from their horses. Some went to the nearby woods to use the toilet, some went to the ground to stretch their bodies. As for the servants and manservants, they began to prepare the fire and cook.
After a while, there was a faint smoke floating up and a burst of food aroma hit them.
"Rumble …"
Everyone's hungry stomachs began to growl one after another. The growls seemed to be competing to see who could growl the louder.
Those silver-armored guards sat where they were and nibbled on their rations. However, they couldn't help but glance at the food. Indeed, compared to the delicious food, the rations in their hands were simply too disgusting.
However, those genius martial artists didn't have the slightest intention of sharing the dishes. Instead, they sat in a circle and spread the dishes all over the floor, starting the banquet mode.
From time to time, there would be servants delivering freshly cooked meals. The talented martial artists would chat together, drink and make merry. If one ignored the lush and wild background, they would think they were at some elegant banquet.
Tang Yong didn't fit in with those geniuses. He didn't shamelessly ask for food and drinks. Instead, he sat down on the ground and began to roast meat skewers. The meat was from the hare he had just killed. He had already used a sword to cut it into slices and skewered it. As for fire, this was a forest. There were dead branches and grass everywhere that could be used to start a fire.
The seasoning was leftover from Tang Yong's previous barbecue. He had crushed it into powder with his bare hands and kept it in his backpack.
After lighting the fire, Tang Yong's fingers moved quickly. Dozens of meat skewers were constantly flipped in his hands. Using a bonfire to barbecue meat skewers was different from using charcoal. First of all, there was no way to maintain a stable temperature. The person barbecuing the meat had to be extremely sensitive to the flames to ensure that every piece of meat was roasted evenly.
It just so happened that Tang Yong's body had been tempered many times. Not only was he sharp when hunting demonic beasts, but he was also sharp when it came to eating.
After a while, when the meat slices were roasted to a golden brown, Tang Yong took out the seasoning and sprinkled it on top. Suddenly, a spicy barbecue smell assailed his nostrils. Tang Yong suddenly felt that his saliva was constantly secreting. His saliva was almost dripping out of his mouth.
Suddenly, some of the silver-armored knights couldn't sit still. A knight with a red face stood up and walked to Tang Yong. He said with a little embarrassment, "Little brother, can you tell me how you made this meat?
The smell is really too fragrant. "
Tang Yong smiled. He didn't hide anything. Instead, he gave half of his seasoning to the silver-armored knight and told him how to barbecue. The silver-armored knight held the seasoning like it was a treasure. He thanked Tang Yong again and again. Then, he turned his head and began to get busy with his companions.
A strong barbecue smell drifted into the nostrils of the group of geniuses.
At first, they sneered at the simple food. But after a while, as the smell became stronger, they didn't even have the mood to attend the banquet.
The smell was really too fragrant!
It was so fragrant that they couldn't ignore it!
They had just eaten delicious food, but everyone still felt hungry. They didn't even have the mood to attend the banquet.
Some people wanted to ask Tang Yong how he did it, but they didn't pay attention to Tang Yong just now. If they rashly talked to him now, it would only make them look like they didn't have any status. Everyone looked at each other, and no one was willing to open their mouths.
During the banquet, Li Moyan glanced at Jiang Mu. Jiang Mu understood and immediately ordered the servant to prepare the food with extra seasoning and send it to Tang Yong.
Tang Yong finished barbecuing the skewers and began to eat. He was eating happily when a guy who looked like a servant came to him with a plate of food and said, "This is our young master's treat."
Tang Yong was stunned. He felt that the servant looked unfamiliar. He didn't look like a servant of the Third Prince. He looked the servant up and down and saw that he was wearing a blue robe and a black hat. The word "Jiang" was embroidered on the corner of his clothes.
Jiang Mu's servant?
Nothing good would come out of being unaccountably solicitous.
Tang Yong said with a faint smile, "Help me thank your Young Master Jiang for his kindness. I don't dare to eat this food. What if I'm poisoned to death?"
When the servant heard Tang Yong's words, he was so scared that his face turned pale. His hand trembled and he almost knocked over the plate.
Seeing this, Tang Yong's face turned cold. He really guessed it. There was really poison on the plate. He looked at the servant coldly and said, "Get out!"
As soon as the servant looked up, he saw Tang Yong's cold and bone-chilling eyes. He was like a python staring at him. He was so scared that he stepped back and ran back with the plate.
Not far away, Jiang Mu's face darkened when he saw this scene. It was true that he had poisoned the plate, but it wasn't an ordinary poison. It was a secret medicine refined by a second-grade alchemist. Once it came into contact with blood, there wouldn't be any reaction at first. However, this medicine was just like its name. Once the person who consumed it was injured, the poison would immediately spread throughout the body, causing the person to die a sudden death.
This was also the reason why Jiang Mu chose this medicine. It would not take effect immediately, so others naturally would not associate it with him.
Although Jiang Mu's plan wasn't perfect, it was done very discreetly. It was just that he couldn't figure out how Tang Yong found out even after racking his brains.
Jiang Mu looked at the plate of untouched dishes brought by the servant. His cheeks twitched.
Damn it!
He had spent tens of thousands of gold coins to get this medicine. In order to kill Tang Yong, he had spent a lot of money. He had used half a bottle of it, but he did not expect to have a bad start.
Li Moyan's cold eyes swept over. Jiang Mu's breath stagnated. He laughed dryly and said, "It doesn't matter. I have other tricks."