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Chapter 695 Murong Yinfeng

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    At the same time, in the Fenglei Empire, on the northwest frontier, there was a majestic palace, the Zhenxi Palace.

    Here is the White Tiger Army, the fiefdom of the Murong family.

    Since a year and a half ago, the head of the Murong family, Murong Shan, was assassinated and killed in the imperial capital, and he was implicated in the ninth prince of the royal family.  The Murong family took advantage of the situation to force the royal family, granted royal titles to their own family, and carved out the autonomy of more than thirty prefectures and counties in the northwest. They became a real country, China, and their status rose to nine heavens, surpassing the other four major warlord families.

    At this moment, the White Tiger army has strong soldiers and horses, and sufficient food and grass, which is enough to replace Fenglei Huangfu's family.

    What is lacking is an opportunity.

    The world is in chaos, and there is no chance for the country to survive!

    The melodious music was floating in the sky above the palace. In the palace hall, a graceful dancer danced like a butterfly through flowers in front of the hall, which fascinated the surrounding gentlemen and made their eyes blur.  The light is almost flowing out.

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

    When the music died down, the man waved his feathers gently, and the dancers all bowed and retreated respectfully.

    Slowly opening his eyes, the man glanced at everyone present. Some had already withdrawn their gaze from the beautiful dancers and turned to look at the upper master, while some were still reluctant to leave, their eyes dim.  Staring straight out.

    Suddenly, he smiled.

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

    "Huh? Uhhehehehe"

    The two big men trembled, and quickly turned to look at the man above them, scratching their heads in embarrassment.

    The man smiled slightly and waved his hand gently: "If you like it, how about they all reward you?"

    "Uh Your Majesty, why are you so embarrassed?"

    "I will ask you if you want it."

    "Yes, thank you for the reward, Your Majesty, hahaha!"

    Nodding hurriedly, the two of them answered without thinking.

    The man laughed and shook his head, but his expression soon turned cold and he shouted: "Come here, push these two people out and behead them. The dancers will be buried with them. Let them have a good time down there.  "

    "yes!"

    With a loud shout, a general came in immediately outside the door and tied the two people away.

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

    The shouts of the two people were getting farther and farther away, but the prince didn't even look at them, he still smiled lightly and said nothing.

    Everyone present could not help wiping the cold sweat from their heads, and felt chills in their hearts.

    This high-ranking person is the current head of the Murong family, the third youngest of the Murong family, Murong Yinfeng.

    "Compared with his eldest brother Murong Shan's domineering and cold-blooded behavior, Murong Yinfeng is notoriously moody.  No one knows what he is thinking, and he often kills people for no reason.

    But afterwards, there are sufficient reasons, and no one will be dissatisfied.

    If Murong Shan is a tiger, then Murong Yinfeng is a poisonous snake.  Although they have the same prestige in the military, they give people a very different feeling.

    "Murong Mountain makes people awe-inspiring, and Murong Yinfeng makes people fearful."

    Since he sat on the throne of the Northwest King, all the generals and retainers of the entire Northwest Army have been on tenterhooks.  If there is, it would just be the dead fish eye that is afraid of the cold all year round.

    Taking a deep breath, people's eyes couldn't help but look at the old man who was sitting by the brazier, still shivering in the summer, with questions in his eyes.

    Murong Yinfeng curled his lips, looked at him sideways, and murmured: "Mr. Sikong, do you know why I killed them both?"

    "There are three reasons!"

    "Which three?"

    "First, lusting after women is a taboo in the military. In the future, if women don't ruin the military situation, they will also seek honor for women who betray their master. Staying here is a hidden danger. Just in case, kill him early!"

    The old man said calmly while lighting the fire.

    Murong Yinfeng smiled and nodded: "What else?"

    "Second, his self-control is too weak and he has no respect for his superiors. The dancing has stopped, but he still can't extricate himself. It can be seen that it is too easy to fall into a comfortable situation and cannot escape. If this is the case on the battlefield??It is easy to fall into the opponent's trap.  Indecisiveness leads to disaster.  Moreover, they only focus on the dancing girl and do not put the prince first, which is a sign of disobedience!  "

    "Everything is right, but what about the third one?"

    "third¡­¡­"

    The turbid eyes narrowed slightly, and the old man said firmly: "Incompetent man, the Lord has murderous intentions for a long time, today is just an excuse!"

    "Hahaha As expected, he is the number one adviser left by my eldest brother. He really speaks to the heart of this king!"

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    With a loud laugh, Murong Yinfeng clapped his hands with admiration, and the rest of the people nodded their heads, all humbly casting respectful glances at the old man.

    But the old man still had a downcast face, said nothing, and was calm and natural.

    Suddenly, a loud shout sounded from outside the door: "Fourth, the prince wants to see how far Sikong Lengguang, one of the top ten counselors in the world, can guess his thoughts. Senior Sikong probably knows this.  I knew it, but didn't say it out loud. Is this considered a disobedience?"

    His eyes couldn't help but hiss. The old man finally lost his calmness and raised his eyelids to look out the door.

    At this time, a steady step walked in slowly, holding a feather fan in his hand, with a confident smile on his lips, and a gleaming light in his eyes. It was undoubtedly Yang Feng's imperial military advisor, Zhuge Shisan.

    Staring closely at this young figure, Sikong Lengguang said nothing.

    Murong Yinfeng grinned and said calmly: "Everyone, let me introduce to you. This is the newly invited counselor of our Zhenxi Prince's Mansion, Mr. Zhuge Thirteen. Mr. Zhuge is a young and talented man. In just one year after arriving in the imperial capital, he has achieved great success.  He became the chief tutor of the School of Liberal Arts of Tianfeng College. His eloquence and argumentation on current affairs are quite unique, and he has shocked the entire imperial capital. He is an academician who has been in the limelight for a while! Today, the king has included Mr. Zhuge among the staff of the palace. Everyone  What do you think?"

    "Your Majesty is wise. Your Majesty, you are so wise. Our Zhenxi Palace staff should have absorbed some fresh blood. Otherwise, there will always be some old men who look like they are about to enter the coffin. What else can they do that is unique?  Jianshu brought it up, the future still belongs to young people, hahaha!"

    ??He nodded hurriedly, and everyone agreed.

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

    "The Murong family is really lucky that the prince is able to recruit young talents of any kind and recruit them into the government. However, I have something to remind me. Mr. Zhuge worked in the Yang Mansion, the home of the Huai'an Chamber of Commerce, right?"

    His face remained calm, but what Sikong Lengguang said was as sharp as a murderous knife: "The real murderers who killed my lord, General Murong Shan, were the Yang family!" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.  com
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