Chapter 1211 Night, Trap 9

Lao Gongren is the elder of the clan and has a very important position.

Even the emperor has to weigh what he says, but for so many years, he has ignored world affairs, and the emperor has gradually won over most of the clan elders, and he is no longer able to speak in decision-making. Even if he objects to many important things,

Useless. Today’s Situ clan, in the eyes of the old palace people——

Prosperity is the establishment of a dynasty; failure is also the establishment of a dynasty.

All kinds of struggles for power and profit are endless, and the internal fighting is getting worse and worse. Until today, one clan does not look like a clan, and one country does not look like a country. It also wants to devour other countries and is ambitious.

The old palace people had strongly opposed it, but it was still in vain.

For an old man who has the most seniority and has lived the longest, he is already disheartened...

Wait until the old palace man leaves.

The emperor asked the others again.

One of them, a fat old man with a big belly, said: "Your Majesty, they have discovered our big plan. Now, only by killing them in time can we rest easy. After all, hum! How can it be possible for two people to fight against a country?

Yes or no?"

This fat old man has never met Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er. He only heard about it. Moreover, according to the description of the person who reported it, those two people are young. At this age, even if they started practicing in their mother's womb

, it won’t be much stronger.

"It makes sense." The emperor nodded, "But how to kill two people? We need to think about it in the long term."

The old fat man was a little pleased with himself. Just as he was about to say something, another person interrupted him.

"Your Majesty, we don't have much time. They asked for an answer at noon tomorrow. Even if they want to set up a trap, it's not too late." The old man in white robe reminded him. He was the only one who listened to what the old palace man said just now, and he also revealed it.

Hesitant. However, it is only hesitant and undecided.

The so-called majesty of the royal family has long been ingrained in their minds.

No one can question it, and no one can blaspheme it in the slightest.

The fat old man said displeased: "What are you afraid of? Use Qinling Mountains as bait and keep it so they never come back."

"Really? The elders of the six tribes are quite confident. I wonder if there is any solution?" The old man in white robe sneered a little. Brainless pig head, the elders of the three tribes can't even match others' tricks. Does he think he is older than the three tribes?

powerful?

The old fat man's face turned red with anger.

The sarcasm in the white-robed old man's words can be heard even by anyone, no matter how stupid he is.

There were two clan elders who had met Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng together with the white-robed old man. Their faces showed solemnity and they remained silent at the moment. However, they did not agree with the old palace man's method of giving in. But

, they can’t think of a better way to solve it yet.

"Okay! Everyone, step aside and go back and think about it for me. Come to see me tomorrow morning." The emperor shouted with a dark face.

This drink actually made the imperial study room quieter.

Several clan elders resigned.

The old man in white robe stopped talking, and finally said: "Your Majesty, I have something to report."

"What's the matter again?" the emperor shouted.

"The Zhan family... seems to be a little strange recently. There are two elders tonight, one dead and one injured in a junior's courtyard. General Zhan Zhonghong has blocked the news. We don't know what happened yet. Should we send someone there?

Investigate?" The old man in white robe asked thoughtfully.

The emperor said irritably, "Okay, let's take care of those two people first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."
Chapter completed!