.Because of my rudeness, Ma Yongwei not only did not resist, but also liked my actions to her very much. She panted quickly, her legs tightly clamped against my waist, as if she was looking forward to my insulting her.

The depression over the past few days made me want to vent my lust in my heart at this moment. My love kiss fell on Ma Yongwei's face, neck, breasts and breasts like raindrops. Every time I kissed her, Ma Yongwei would tremble slightly, and her face gradually became a little charming.

"Master, you slave, you are about to have slave!" Ma Yongwei muttered like a female cat, and her little hands hurriedly touched my chest, constantly thrusting.

All I needed at this time was a vent. I immediately untied my pants and my firm body pierced directly into Ma Yongwei's private parts. The suction force came from the already muddy valley, which made me feel extremely happy in the hall.

"Oh, why does it seem to be getting tighter!" I wonder if it has been a year since Ma Yongwei, but I feel that she seems to be getting tighter at this time.

"Master, are you comfortable?" Ma Yongwei seemed to be very happy with my appreciation. She tried her best to cater to me and said gasping: "Since you left, I have asked the people below to collect a set of secret techniques for me. After practicing, it is said that it can make the muscles in that place stronger."

"So that's it!" Ma Yongwei could always think of ways to let me taste fresh things. Her caring service made me feel a little deformed like her. I just felt that it was actually very good to have her around me.

"Master, I can clamp it tighter." While speaking, Ma Yongwei suddenly put her two open legs on my shoulders and plastered them, and her body suddenly became tighter and more suction-free.

I have to say that this strange posture made me feel extremely exciting pleasure. I deliberately used the bed skills handed down by my master. With repeated impacts, Ma Yongwei quickly rushed to the peak of spiritual desire, and her body was soft and allowed me to continue moving.

After venting my desire in my heart, I sat on the bed and admired Ma Yongwei's body lying on me for a while. Suddenly, I thought in my mind that Ma Yongwei had so many industries and businesses. Why not use this to spread the information network of Dongchang more widely and let them penetrate into all walks of life? Although the cost of doing so will be greater for the time being. But as long as I rely on these factory guards to obtain information from merchants in the future, I believe that I can also make Ma Yongwei earn more money. Isn't this a good way to kill two birds with one stone?

So, I tentatively told Ma Yongwei about what I thought. After hearing this, Ma Yongwei immediately cheered up and said that if she could really put her people in the business field, it would definitely be of great help to her business. She also said that she had tried doing this before, but she never thought of making a special deposit to establish such an intelligence organization like me.

I knew very well that although Ma Yongwei was obedient to me, she was not a stupid woman. At least I knew that over the years, her devil husband's business and industry had been managed by her. Not only did it not shrink, but it was becoming more and more prosperous. This is enough to prove her shrewdness in the business world.

I just thought for a while. I felt that my idea was really wonderful. I decided to support Ma Yongwei immediately. I would pay the money first to let her start to establish such an intelligence organization for me immediately. In the future, Ma Yongwei will control and maintain this organization. In order to show the difference between this organization and the East Factory, I will call it the West Factory for the time being.

After discussing the establishment of the West Factory with Ma Yongwei for a while, in order to avoid dislikes, I sent Ma Yongwei out of the Welcoming Hotel as soon as possible and agreed with her the next time to meet. Then, after I took two guards to change into ordinary clothes, I hurried to Wende Bridge.

On the Wende Bridge, I came a little early, but since I met that person, I have many questions in my heart. As long as I can solve these questions in my heart, I will be willing to do so even if I come earlier.

Legend has it that when Li Taibai, the poet of that year, came to Wende Bridge, he was drunk and saw the moon in the sky reflected in the river water under the bridge, and it was divided into two parts. The poet immediately became drunk and jumped off Wende Bridge to catch the moon. This incident has been a beautiful story by literati and talented people for many years, and it has been today.

Just as I was a little bit different about the interest of Wende Bridge, I suddenly walked up from the other side of the bridge very quickly and quickly walked to me to settle down.

"Brother Feng, I'm leaving for a few years, I don't know how good you are!" I said lightly, but it was a little aroused but made my words sound a little trembling.

That's right, the person I asked me to meet at Wende Bridge in the palace today was Feng Daotong. This was the first time I saw him since I parted with him in Jiujiang. At this time, Feng Daotong was the same as a year ago, and there was not much change. But what surprised me was that he was wearing the clothes of the chief guards in the Forbidden Palace. I argued a little and found that his clothes should be worn by the Jinyiwei Baihu. It seemed that he was not only aggressive in the Jinyiwei, but also doing well, and he had already achieved a hundred households in one year.

"Very good!" Feng Daotong's temperament seemed to have not changed much. He was still taciturn and answered my question simply in two words.

"Brother Feng, I actually have a lot of things to ask you, but I don't know where to ask." After a slight pause, I said in a deep voice: "Well...Brother Feng, I want to tell me first, did you kill Prince Zhu Biao?"

"No!" Feng Daotong's answer was still concise.

"No..." My mood was extremely complicated. Although I wanted Feng Dao to kill Zhu Biao, I have always doubted whether Zhu Biao was killed by Feng Dao, but now after suddenly knowing the answer, I no longer feel guilty, and a question rose again, and I couldn't help but ask: "How did Zhu Biao die?"

Logically speaking, although Zhu Biao's health was not good, there was no reason why he died of illness in such a short time. The matter was really a bit sudden and strange.

"I was killed."

"who?"

"King of Yan!"

"King Yan?" I was shocked. I couldn't figure out why Zhu Biao was killed by his father. I quickly asked again: "Brother Feng, can you explain it to me clearly?"

Feng Daotong pondered for a moment and finally said in detail for me: "I thought I would kill the prince, so I was about to approach him, so I found an opportunity to join the Jinyiwei. Two months later, I had just become the guard of Qianyang Palace. That night, an assassin came to kill Zhu Biao. I fought with that man and he knew the eagle claw skills."

Although Feng Daotong's words were simple, they were extremely concise. After listening to them, I could already imagine what happened. Perhaps after he promised me to kill the prince Zhu Biao for me, he thought about getting close to Zhu Biao. With Feng Daotong's martial arts, it was not difficult for him to enter the Jinyiwei, but it seemed that it would take a lot of effort to become the guard on duty in Ganyang Palace.

You should know that Ganyang Palace is the prince's bedroom, and it has always been a fat man. Many Jinyiwei wanted to compete to go there just to be familiar with the prince. Feng Daotong could squeeze there, which was really a very difficult thing.

Being able to be the guard of the prince in the bedroom is half done, but if someone can use the Eagle Claw skills and can escape with Feng Dao, that person should be a master of the Eagle Claw Sect. In fact, the disciples of the Eagle Claw Sect are all distributed on the ground in Yanjing, and the father's tent has several Eagle Claw Sect masters Mingqi. If the assassin was not sent by the father, I am afraid no one would believe it.

"This may be the reason why the emperor and grandfather gave the position of crown prince so resolutely to Zhu Changwen." I sighed in my heart: "Father, why are you so anxious? Just a moment later, my son will clear this obstacle for you."

The emperor's grandfather's wish has always been to make peace with his descendants. I am afraid that this wish will not be changed until the moment before his death. Although the father sent someone to kill Zhu Biao, how could he not see such a shrewd person? In this case, even if the emperor's grandfather swallowed blood with his teeth, he would not pass the position of crown prince to his father.

But thinking about it, it is no wonder that the father is so anxious. The emperor and grandfather are getting older every year, and Zhu Biao has served as the prince for many years and his status is becoming increasingly stable. If the father does not use any extraordinary means, he will be afraid that things will be even more difficult in the future, so he will come up with this bad strategy.

"No wonder this time my father didn't dare to come to Beijing to meet the emperor's grandfather and grandmother for the last time!" I knew that my father had a master's help, so there should be nothing wrong. Maybe the master would arrange and plan the assassin. "This time after the emperor's grandfather passed away, Zhu Changwen would soon ascend the throne. I wonder what measures would his father take?"

You should know that the death of the emperor's grandfather and the emperor's grandmother at the same time is considered a great mourning in the country. Even if Zhu Changwen wants to ascend the throne, he must wait until the funeral of the two elders, and the Imperial Heavenly Supervision will choose an auspicious day before he can be worshipped by hundreds of ministers and held a ceremony for the ascension. At that time, even the vassal kings in various places must return to Beijing to pay rituals. The father, King Zhou and other uncles of the kings would not even come for the funeral of the emperor's grandfather and the emperor's grandmother. Obviously, Zhu Changwen's ascension ceremony would not come in the future. This situation of a strong vassal king and weak priest will be formed, and the future turmoil will probably be inevitable.
Chapter completed!