Zhang Zhaocheng's gray figure quickly disappeared into the darkness. Qian Feng frowned, with a trace of doubt, and couldn't help but ask: "Zhang Zhaocheng has a strong character and accepts death. Why is the prime minister so angry with him? This man was humiliated.

He may act secretly next, so the Prime Minister must be careful.

!”

Wang Dun stroked his beard and smiled, looked at Qian Feng and asked: "You have a strategy. Let's take a guess first. What do you want me to do?"

Countless possibilities flashed through Qian Feng's mind, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. He already knew it secretly, but he looked shocked and said with a bitter smile: "The Prime Minister's plan is beyond Feng's reach? This...

Feng is very anxious, please give me some advice, Prime Minister!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Wang Dun laughed happily, and after a long while, he said proudly: "Zhang Zhaocheng is determined to restore Nanhua Temple. Unless I establish Nanhua Temple as a state religion, it is impossible for me to use it.* However, although I worship the three officials and emperors, I have no regard for politics and religion.

unity

I feel disgusted! Now that Zhang Zhaocheng has come forward, I will let him go. If he dies at the hands of Liangzhou Mu, I can recruit the remaining Nanhua Guan people. If it really happens, I will be relieved of all the troubles in my heart. All the blame for the Nanhua Guan will fall on him.

Can bear it.”

Qian Feng suddenly realized that his admiration was fleeting, and he bowed deeply: "The Prime Minister has great views, and Feng is not as good as him!"

Wang Dun was secretly satisfied, waved his hand and said: "Okay, it's not that you are incompetent, but that you are not in your position and do not seek political power. There is no need to belittle yourself."

.It’s time for me to go back. Tomorrow General Zhengdong will come to take office. You will assist him for a while first.”

After leaving the explanation behind, Wang Dun waved his sleeves and walked out.

Qian Feng saluted behind him and said: "Best farewell to the Prime Minister!"

When Wang Dun left Stone City, he couldn't see his fingers between heaven and earth. Yunfeng knew that this was the last darkness before dawn, and a new day was coming. He couldn't help but feel helpless in his heart. After a sweet kiss, they told each other about the pain of missing each other.

The wonderful taste of Danjin master was wasted.

Looking at the guards who were cleaning up the battlefield in front of the hospital, Yunfeng sighed secretly, turned around and said: "It won't be long before dawn, let's all take the time to rest." After saying that, he looked at himself with a look of regret.

I walked back and soon came to the dormitory. I took off my armor and took out a set of clothes. Then I walked into the bathhouse, put a large bucket of hot water in and took a bath.

The lingering heat gradually relaxed his body and mind, and he couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, and the scenes that had happened since he arrived in Beijing came to mind again.

Yunfeng never thought that so many things would happen on his first day in Beijing, and that he would also forge a deadly feud with the powerful Shen family of Wu Xing, but he had no regrets. The purpose of entering Beijing this time was to disrupt the chaos in the capital.

Water! He always believed that the muddier the water, the better it would be to fish, and only in chaos could one profit! And the Jiankang Wangdun family was the dominant one. The water was not muddy enough, so it had to be weakened.

Next, he had to go to Huaxianmen to meet Zhang Lingyun’s master. Thinking of Huaxianmen, Yunfeng had a headache. Almost all of Huaxianmen were children of the noble clan, and a very small number of high-level common people. It was said that it was not a talent training base for the noble clan.

It’s not an exaggeration. * His relationship with the Huaxian Sect is not good, and is even a bit tense. Due to different political ideas, they will not be able to get together in the future. There is no clue how to handle the relationship with the Huaxian Sect.

, you can only take one step and count the next step.

However, not all was lost. The pitiable beauty Song Yu fell from the sky.

It can be regarded as an unexpected blessing, but what about the prince's woman? It fell into his hands. Unless Song Yi wanted to run away, he would never give it back to the prince!

Secretly calculating the gains and losses, there was a ringing sound behind him. If he savored it carefully, it actually contained some kind of rhythmic rhythm.

"Could it be her?" Yunfeng's heart moved. He looked back and saw Song Yu standing nervously outside the door. He was still wearing the colorful dark clothes when they first met. His pink face was slightly red, and he was shy and charming.

The lingering fragrance gradually spread throughout the house as she arrived.

Yunfeng was stunned and asked, knowingly: "Madam of the Song family, are you...?"

Song Ye secretly spat, gritted his silver teeth, walked into the house and bowed, lowered his head and said: "Mother Lingyun asked me to come and serve the general to bathe and change clothes." Her words were a little too much, Su Qizhen just mentioned it casually,

She said that Yunfeng was pitiful and had no one to help him take a bath. Zhang Lingyun made a joke about Song Biao, so Song Biao agreed to come down and help Yunfeng take a bath.

For Song Yu, what happened today was thrilling, like a dream. First it was a desperate nightmare, and then the scene suddenly changed and hope came, and the trajectory of her life was completely changed. And Yunfeng had the ability to protect her, and he was both poetic and poetic.

, he has something in common with himself, he is not a vulgar martial artist, so being a concubine for this person would be a good destination.

Song Yu's self-recommendation made Yunfeng uncontrollably raise a certain part of his body. He almost cheered, but then his face darkened: "Madam of the Song family, since Lingyun is worthy of your sister, then please don't do it anymore."

Call her my mistress, not to mention that I have never treated you as a slave or concubine, so there is no need for you to wrong yourself and please come back."

Song Yi suddenly raised her head and looked at Yun Feng, her beautiful eyes full of astonishment and confusion. She couldn't believe her ears! If she hadn't heard the sound of water rushing, she would have thought that this man had a hidden illness. Then

, Is it because I am not beautiful enough? Or is it for some other reason? Her complexion gradually dimmed, and she faintly said: "Is it because the general dislikes my unclean body? Or maybe she is from a lowly background?"

Yunfeng shook his head and said sternly: "Mrs. Song family, please don't misunderstand me. I have never looked down upon you. In this world, not everyone can control their own destiny. A man of seven feet must still be forced to do so."

The powerful are content to survive, but what can you, a weakling, do about it?

People may be lucky or unfortunate, but they cannot be said to be noble or humble. It is said that the world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs.

!Even if you were powerful and powerful in life, in the end, you will not be able to take it with you if you die. The only difference is that the pile of loess is big or small. I wonder if the lady of the Song family understands what I am saying?"

Song Ye was lost in thought. What Yun Feng said was indeed unheard of, but she could vaguely figure out something about it, which was respect and equality! Thinking back to her humble status, she couldn't help but feel a sense of resonance and gratitude in her heart. She

Understand, even though Sima Shao was obedient and doting on her, he was still aloof

Above, in his eyes, I was nothing more than a beautiful plaything. I had never had any respect or equality. I couldn't help but feel my heart tremble secretly, and my nose began to feel astringent and sore. For a moment, I stood in the clouds blankly.

Feng stood in front of him without realizing it, and there were tears that could not be suppressed in his beautiful eyes.

Yunfeng was secretly satisfied and smiled slightly: "Madam of the Song family, I am not your master, and you are not my slave and concubine. If we agree, we will keep you. If not, we will divide you. I hope you can think it through. Okay.

, I’ve been disturbed all night, and you must be exhausted, so you’d better go back to your room and catch up on your sleep.”

Song Ye's nose twitched, he nodded silently, and said in a voiceless voice: "I...resign you!" He didn't have time to salute, so he hid his face and ran away.

Zhang Lingyun was chatting with the girls when she saw Song Yu running back crying, his face changed, he quickly stepped forward to support her, and asked repeatedly: "Sister Song, what's wrong with you? Is it because Yun Lang bullied her?"

You?"

"sister"

Song Yi cried out sadly and threw himself into Zhang Lingyun's arms. While wiping his tears, he slowly and intermittently recounted the conversation with Yun Feng.

Zhang Lingyun was secretly relieved, looked at Su Qizhen angrily and funny, and sighed helplessly: "Hey, this guy is just a thief who steals hearts!"
Chapter completed!