It is precisely because of this wish that Zhao Rong wanted to make himself not a spy sent by Emperor Tongguang for the first time in his life, and to make himself truly possess the identity of Prince Yunhua, and to make him have no grudges with Prince Zhu San.

But it is impossible, because Prince Zhu San had a grudge with him, his confidants, brothers, and even his wife had a grudge with Prince Zhu San, and even he himself had a grudge against Zhu San.

He sighed in his heart, and all he had was unwilling to give in. He could not guarantee whether Zhu Fengyang's plans could be realized under the destruction step by step in the future. He sighed deeply in his heart. In that tone contained the only desire in his heart for the great China.

He stood up, put down the teacup in his hand, and said nothing. His heart was stirring and his mood was complicated. He wanted this person to restore the Ming Dynasty. He wanted this person to gain the world. Then he led the Ming Dynasty to the most glorious peak in the world as he said. He wanted the Ming Dynasty to stand at the top of the world forever.

In other words, it is not so much that it wants the Ming Dynasty to stand at the top of the world, but rather that it wants this strong nation to stand at the top of the world, because in his bones, the blood of this nation flows, and in his bones, the belief that the descendants of Yan and Huang insist on, that the people of the country will not perish, and the country will not perish.

After a long time, until the tea on the table was cold, he looked at Zhu Fengyang and said, "Yun Hua will definitely live up to what the grand plan is going on."

Just now, the words of Zhao Rong when Zhu Fengyang returned to Zhao Rong were very short, only fourteen words. Now, Zhao Rong's answer to Zhu Fengyang is also very short, only ten words, just these ten words made Zhu Fengyang's hands tremble, because he knew that whether it was the governing philosophy that Zhao Rong told him that afternoon or the disagreement of Zhao Rong tonight, it proved a common thing. This thing is that Zhao Rong was a person who could realize all his wishes and even his intuitive belief that Zhao Rong could make all his wishes come true and make all his grand plans come true.

Zhu Fengyang's hands were trembling, and the hands that had been firmly shaking now were shaking. He couldn't even believe that this was a fact. He slowly raised his head, his eyes full of doubts, and his left hand unconsciously pinched his thighs.

He felt very painful, he knew that this was reality.

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Rong, who seemed to have become tall in an instant, and asked word by word, "What does Mr. Yunhua mean?"

Zhao Rongzhan smiled, he slowly took a step back, and then slowly bent down at Zhu Fengyang. His body was very straight, as if he was relaxed. When he stood, he was like the heavy snow in Confucian culture that was written in Confucian culture, and the green pine stood up straight. He was a standard Confucian child, and his heart was filled with all the revenge of Confucianism.

The waist slowly bent down. The bent waist represents surrender, which means that Mr. Yun Hua has surrendered to Zhu Fengyang, and has decided to help Zhu Fengyang get the world and help Zhu Fengyang restore the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Fengyang, how can he not be excited?

But even when he was so excited, he did not forget the most important thing. He did not stop Zhu Fengyang from bent down, because Zhu Fengyang knew that this was equivalent to a ritual. This ritual was fully displayed in Confucian children. They were all people who paid attention to rituals, just like Confucius attached importance to the so-called eight-pretty dance back then. Did Confucius really attach importance to the so-called dance of a few people? No, he attached importance to the so-called ritual and class.

When Zhao Rong stopped bent down, Zhu Fengyang knew that this was reaching a peak. He slowly looked at Zhao Rong and helped Zhao Rong up. He looked at Zhao Rong's eyes and said slowly, "Mr. Yunhua, from today, Fengyang will definitely live up to his expectations. In the future, the Ming Dynasty will be restored. Mr. will be the chief assistant, and Mr. Yan will be Prince Yan. In the future, Mr. Xu will help me open up territory. My husband will be the emperor in his territory and will be the prosperity of the world side by side with me."

Zhao Rong slowly stood up with the strength of Zhu Fengyang's hand. He just smiled faintly and said, "You are polite, this is Yunhua's business and ambition. Which scholar doesn't want to succeed? Which scholar doesn't want to leave a name in history? I don't want to destroy any scholars, so I will help my lord and get this beautiful mountain and river."

Zhu Fengyang smiled, and then said, "What the gentleman said is so much, but Fengyang seems a little pretentious. In the future, he will not call me any lord, but he will seem a little bit distant. In the future, the gentleman calls me my name and it will be gone."

Zhao Rong smiled when he heard this word, saying, "What a Fengyang, what a month, every day, every month, isn't it so-called bright?" He is worthy of being the third prince of Zhu. Even the name and the so-called words are awakening him and wanting to enrich the country. He is not polite to Zhu Fengyang. After all, Zhu Fengyang has already regarded him as his own person at this time. If he is timid and polite, he will lose his momentum and be one step further away from Zhu Fengyang.

He looked at Zhu Fengyang without hesitation and said, "Go to the moon, your word is really unique."

Zhu Fengyang smiled slightly. He knew that Zhao Rong had already known what this meant. Isn’t it just that the sun and the moon are bright? What is he afraid of? His ambitions, he wished that all his subordinates would know. Only in this way would they know what kind of subordinate they were following, and he could also know how bright his future was.

He looked at Zhao Rong and said, "Mr. Yunhua, you are polite. It's just a word, but it's just my wish. What's so unique or not? It's just a bubble."

Zhao Rong also smiled slightly. He knew what Zhu Fengyang was thinking, but he didn't say it, and Zhu Fengyang didn't say it. They both took everything in their hearts and hid it tightly.

After a while, Zhu Fengyang looked at Zhao Rong and said, "Yunhua, the matter of Yunzhou City has been resolved. Why don't I leave the next day and go to Peking. After all, it was the place of my ancestors back then, and it was also a small base camp of mine. Then, I will introduce someone to Yunhua to know?"

Zhao Rong smiled slightly, then looked at Zhu Fengyang and said, "This is naturally what I heard from Qu Yue."

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

The lights float and sink, and everything is going on in this dim night, which makes people panic and incredible.
Chapter completed!