Chapter 695

At the same time, the wind and thunder Empire, located on the northwest frontier, is a magnificent palace, Zhenxi palace.

Here is the white tiger army, the fief of Murong family.

Since a year and a half ago, Murong mountain, the head of Murong family, was assassinated and killed in the imperial capital, and was implicated in the ninth Prince of the royal family. The Murong family took advantage of the situation to force the royal family, granted their own family a royal Baron, cut off more than 30 prefectures and counties in the northwest, and became a real country of China, with a status of nine days, surpassing the other four warlord families.

At this moment, the white tiger army is strong and has enough food and grass to replace it with Fenglei Huangfu's family.

What is lacking is only an opportunity.

The world is in chaos, and the country is not the country's opportunity!

Melodious music floated over the palace. In the hall of the palace, graceful dancers danced like butterflies in front of the hall, fascinating all the old men around. Their eyes were shining, and their salivas were about to flow down.

There was only one person, who was in the high position of the main seat, but closed his eyes all the way, shaking a peacock feather in his hand and beating the time leisurely, as if he was just immersed in this beautiful music and didn't care about the dance.

When the music faded, the man gently waved the feather, and all the dancers bowed down and bowed down respectfully.

Slowly opened his eyes, the man glanced at the people present. Some had taken back their eyes from the beautiful dancers and turned to the superior master, but some were still reluctant to give up and stared out.

Suddenly, he smiled.

"General Zhang, General Li, do you like it?"

"Ah? Uh... Hey, hey..."

The two big men trembled, quickly turned their heads and looked at the man at the top, and scratched their heads with embarrassment.

The man smiled and waved gently, "if you like, will they all reward you?"

"Er... Lord, what's the good meaning?"

"I'll ask you if you want it."

"Yes, thank you for your reward, ha ha ha!"

He nodded hurriedly, and they answered without thinking.

The man shook his head with a smile, but soon his face cooled down and shouted, "come on, push these two people out and cut them off. The dancers will be buried with them. Let them be romantic and happy below."

"Yes!"

With a loud drink, a general came in immediately outside the door and directly tied the two people out.

The two people were stunned, completely stunned and screamed, "what's going on? What did we do wrong, Lord? You did this to us? Lord..."

The two people's cries were getting farther and farther away, but the king didn't even look at them. He still smiled and said nothing.

The people here couldn't stop wiping the cold sweat on their heads, and their hearts were cold.

This superior person is the current master of Murong family, the third brother of Murong family, Murong Yinfeng.

Compared with his eldest brother Murong mountain's arrogant and cold style, Murong Yin wind is famous for his moodiness. No one knows what he thinks in his heart. He often cuts people off for no reason.

But afterwards, there are sufficient reasons. No one will disagree.

If Murong mountain is a tiger, then Murong Yin wind is a poisonous snake. Although they have the same prestige in the military, they feel very different.

Murong mountain is awesome, and the Murong Yin wind is frightening.

Since he took the seat of Northwest king, the generals and officials of the whole northwest army have been worried. If so, there is only the dead fish eye who is afraid of cold all year round.

After taking a deep breath, people couldn't help looking at the old man sitting by the brazier that summer. His eyes were full of inquiry.

Murong Yinfeng grinned at him and muttered, "Mr. Sikong, do you know why I killed him?"

"There are three reasons!"

"Which three?"

"First, lust for women is a big taboo in the military. In the future, if you don't delay the military situation because of women, you will also seek glory for women traitors. Leaving behind is a hidden danger. In case, kill early!"

The old man said faintly as he roasted the fire.

Murong Yinfeng smiled and nodded: "what else?"

"Second, their self-control is too weak and they have no respect for themselves. The dance music has stopped and they still can't extricate themselves. It can be seen that they are too easy to fall into a comfortable situation and can't extricate themselves. If they are on the battlefield, it's easy to fall into the other party's plan to lure the enemy. They make decisions and suffer chaos. Moreover, they only pay attention to the dancing girl and don't put the prince first. They already have the image of being an unfaithful minister!"

"You're right. What about the third?"

"Third..."

The turbid eyes slightly hissed and narrowed for a while. The old man said firmly: "the incompetent man, the Lord has already killed his heart. Today is just an excuse!"

"Hahaha... I really deserve to be the first counselor left by my eldest brother. I'm really in my heart!"

make love!

With a laugh, Murong Yinfeng clapped in appreciation. The rest of the people nodded and looked respectfully at the old man.

But the old man's face was still low, silent, calm and natural.

Suddenly, a loud drink rang out from the door: "fourth, the Lord wants to see how far Sikong Lengguang, one of the world's top ten counselors, can guess his mind. Master Sikong probably knows this, but he didn't say it. Is it a kind of heart of not being a minister?"

The old man was no longer calm. Instead, he raised his eyelids and looked out of the door.

At this time, with a steady pace, he slowly stepped in, waved the feather fan, smiled confidently at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were shining, but it was Yang Feng's Imperial military master, Zhuge 13, no doubt.

Staring at the young figure, Si Kong Lengguang didn't speak.

Murong Yinfeng grinned and said faintly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Zhuge shisan, a newly invited counselor from the West Palace of our town. Mr. Zhuge, a young talent, has become the chief tutor of the school of Arts of Tianfeng University in just one year after he went to the imperial capital. He is unique in both debate and current affairs argumentation. He has shocked the Hanlin Bachelor in the imperial capital. It can be said that he is in the limelight for a time! Today's Japan What do you think of Wang's inclusion of Mr. Zhuge among the aides of the palace? "

"Your Majesty is wise. You are so wise. The staff group of the West Prince's residence in our town should have absorbed some fresh blood long ago. Otherwise, there are always some old men who look like they are fast entering the coffin. What unique achievements can they make? It's still young in the future, ha ha ha!"

He nodded hurriedly, and everyone agreed.

Murong Yinfeng smiled and turned to look at the Sikong coldly: "Mr. Sikong, what do you think?"

"It's a great honor for Murong family that Wang Ye can bring down talents regardless of his style and absorb young talents into the government. However, I need to remind you that Mr. Zhuge worked in Yang's house, the president of Huai'an chamber of Commerce?"

His face was still calm, but what Sikong Lengguang said was as sharp as a murderous blade: "the real murderer of our Lord Murong mountain general was the Yang family!"