At the same time, the Fenglei Empire, on the northwest border, is located in a magnificent royal palace, Zhenxi royal palace.

This is the fief of the White Tiger Army and the Murong family.

Since a year and a half ago, Murong Shan, the head of the Murong family, was assassinated and killed in the imperial capital, and was involved in the ninth prince of the royal family. The Murong family took advantage of the situation to force the royal family to grant the royal family titles to their family, and sever the autonomy of more than 30 prefectures and counties in the northwest, becoming a real country China, with a status of up to nine heavens and surpassing the other four major warlord families.

At this moment, the White Tiger Army was strong and the horse was strong, and the food was sufficient, which was enough to take over the Fenglei Huangfu family and replace it.

All that is lacking is just an opportunity.

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

The melodious music floated over the palace. In the hall of the palace, a beautiful dancer danced like a butterfly in front of the hall, making the surrounding men fascinated, their eyes shining, and their saliva was almost flowing 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 playing leisurely, as if he was just immersed in this wonderful music and did not care about the dance.

When the music gradually faded, the man swayed his feathers gently, and the dancers all bowed and retreated respectfully.

After slowly opening his eyes, the man glanced at everyone present. Some had already retracted their gaze from the beautiful dancers and turned to the superior master, while others were still reluctant to leave, staring outside with their eyes straight.

Suddenly, he smiled.

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

Ah? Uh...hehehe..."

The two big men trembled, and they quickly turned to look at the man in the upper position, scratching their heads embarrassedly.

The man smiled slightly and waved his hand: If you like it, would they give you all?"

Uh... Prince, why are you so embarrassed?"

I will ask you if you want it.”

Yes, thank you for the reward of the prince, hahaha!"

He nodded quickly, and both of them answered without thinking.

The man shook his head with a chuckle, but soon his face turned cold and shouted: Come on, push these two people out and behead them. The dancers will be buried with them, so that they can be happy and romantic underneath."

yes!"

With a loud shout, a general came in outside the door and tied the two of them outwards.

The two of them were stunned, completely confused, and screamed: What's going on? Prince, what have we done wrong? You are doing this to us? Prince..."

The two of them screamed farther and farther away, but the prince didn't even look at them, and still smiled faintly, without saying a word.

Everyone present could not help but wipe the cold sweat on their heads and felt cold in their hearts.

This person who is in power is the current head of the Murong family, the third brother of the Murong family, Murong Yinfeng.

Compared with his elder brother Murong Shan's crazy and cold manner, Murong Yinfeng is famously moody. No one knows what he is thinking, and often kills people for no reason.

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

If Murong Mountain is a fierce tiger, then Murong Yinfeng is a poisonous snake. Although he has the same prestige in the army, he gives people a very different feeling.

Murong Mountain is awe-inspiring, while Murong Yin Feng is awe-inspiring.

Since he took up the position of the King of Northwest, all the generals and retainers of the Northwest Army have been worried. If so, there will be only the dead fish eye who 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 in Daxia and still trembling, his eyes full of inquisitiveness.

Murong Yinfeng grinned at the corner of his mouth, glanced at him, and murmured: Mr. Sikong, do you know why I killed him?"

There are three reasons!”

Which three?"

First, being greedy for women is a big taboo in the army. If the military is not missed by women's sexuality in the future, they will also rebel against the master and seek honor for women's sexuality. Staying behind is a hidden danger. To be careful, kill it early and get better!"

The old man said lightly while roasting the fire.

Murong Yinfeng nodded with a smile: What else?"

Second, the self-control is too weak and the sage is too high. The dance music has stopped and still cannot extricate itself. It can be seen that he is too easy to fall into a comfortable situation and cannot be liberated. If he is on the battlefield, he will easily be able to get the opponent's plan to lure the enemy. If he is constantly interrupted, he will suffer from the chaos. Moreover, they only value the dancer and did not put the prince first, and he already has the sign of being unjust!"

All right, what about the third one?”

third……"

The turbid eyes narrowed slightly, and the old man said firmly: The incompetent person, the Lord has aspirations to kill, and today is just an excuse!"

Hahaha... It turns out that he is indeed the first counselor left by the eldest brother. It’s true that every word of the king is in my heart!”

Slap sex!

With a loud laugh, Murong Yinfeng puffed up his applause with admiration, and the rest of the people kept nodding, and humbly cast respectful eyes at the old man.

But the old man still had a low face, silent, calm and natural.

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out of the door: Fourth, the prince wanted to see Sikong Lengguang, one of the ten major strategists in the world, could guess what he thought. Senior Sikong probably knew this, but he didn't say it out. Is this considered a kind of disobedience?"

His eyes couldn't stop shushing, and the old man finally stopped calming down. He turned to raise his eyelids and looked out the door.

At this time, a steady step slowly stepped in, waving the feather fan with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were shining with a splendid light, but it was Yang Feng's imperial military advisor, Zhuge Shisan undoubtedly.

Staring at the young figure tightly, Sikong Lengguang didn't say anything.

Murong Yinfeng grinned and said lightly: Everyone, let me introduce you to you, this is a newly invited strategist from the King's Mansion in Zhenxi. Mr. Zhuge Shisan. Mr. Zhuge was a young talent. In just one year, he became the chief tutor of the School of Literature of Tianfeng College. He was very unique in both eloquence and current affairs argumentation. He shocked the Hanlin Bachelor of the entire capital. It was the limelight! Now the Japanese King included Mr. Zhuge as a member of the royal family. What do you think?"

Prince, you are so wise. Our staff team in Zhenxi Wangfu should have absorbed some fresh blood long ago. Otherwise, they would always be old men, who look like they are fast-forwarding coffins, and what else can they make a unique contribution? They will still be young people in the future, hahaha!"

He nodded quickly and everyone agreed.

Murong Yinfeng smiled slightly, then looked at Sikong Lengguang and said: Mr. Sikong, what do you think?"

It is a great blessing for the Murong family to be able to surrender talents without any restrictions and absorb young talents into the mansion. However, I have something to remind me that Mr. Zhuge was in the house of the president of the Huai'an Chamber of Commerce and Yang's mansion, right?"
Chapter completed!