Chapter 645: Home son-in-law

A quarter of an hour later, in the living room of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Yang Feng was like a big master, returning to his home, with Erlang's legs upright, sitting on the Grand Master's chair with a grin, Wang Yueying smiling behind him, gently pinching his shoulders, like a little maid.
The real maids and servants around, looked at all this, completely dumbfounded.
Who is this master? How could he let the lady of the grandfather's family pinch his shoulders and back? His emperor?
Even the emperor doesn't have this blessing. Since childhood, the young lady has never touched the sun with her ten fingers. Where has she been wronged?
Everyone was puzzled, and they didn't dare to ask more, and they were fighting for the eldest lady, but Wang Yueying herself worked very hard and didn't feel wronged at all.
Cough cough cough...
With a dry cough, Yang Feng said nothing, just cleared his throat.
Wang Yueying raised her brows, already understanding, and hurriedly said: What are you still doing in a daze? Where's the tea? The best ginseng tea was brought up. Didn’t you see Young Master thirsty? "
Uh, yes, miss! "
He nodded hurriedly, and immediately a maid respectfully handed the ginseng tea, Wang Yueying hurriedly took it, exhaled and blew lightly, and handed it to Yang Feng's mouth with a smile on his face.
Yang Feng didn't even want to raise his hand, but he turned his head, took a sip, and nodded in satisfaction.
His face couldn't help but twitched [Longteng Novel Network www.xiaodaba.com], and everyone present was stunned.
This master... is so handsome, he can actually make the young lady wait on this level? What is sacred?
All of you go down, you are not allowed to come in without my order. "
Everyone present was shocked, Wang Yueying sneered coldly, and immediately drove them out.
When everyone left, and only the two of them were here, Wang Yueying held Yang Feng's shoulders with a compliment, while inquiring: Yes, sir, now that you are in the imperial capital, that means Nanzhao. The side matter has been decided, you have won the entire Nanzhao country? "
Without speaking, Yang Feng turned his head and ignored her.
Lord, I always wanted to ask, are you the leader of the Holy Flame? Before I left you, you said that I was almost able to become one, right now? "
Still ignored her, Yang Feng said nothing.
Master, when you come to the imperial capital this time, are you ready to start Xiang Fenglei? However, the situation of Fenglei is much more complicated than that of Nanzhao. It can't be achieved by pacifying a royal family. Do you have specific plans? "
Wang Yueying was determined and asked one after another. Yang Feng rolled his eyes and couldn't help but sighed: Girl, since we met, you have been asking about the capital behind me now, are all the questions asked, are they too utilitarian? ? You can't scream and make a sound of spring like when other women see me. Wow, Young Master, you are so handsome; Wow, Young Master, you are so cool; Wow, Young Master, you look better than Panan..."
puff!
Can't help covering her mouth and snickering, Wang Yueying glanced at him sideways, and muttered: Master, are there any women in the world who are so shameless and make such unconscionable arguments? "
Tsk tusk tusk, look at you, can you speak? How can this be called anti-conscience? This is clearly what the heart says! "
Okay, all the beauties in the world adore the master, okay, master, you are so handsome, okay? Hee hee hee! "Wang Yueying smiled, satisfying Yang Feng's vanity.
When Yang Feng heard the little girl's tone, she knew that she was not sincerely boasting herself, and she didn't care about it. After straightening her face, he solemnly said: Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, let's get to the topic. Before I answer your question, please tell me honestly, as the daughter of the prime minister, what did you do when you went to Nanzhao? "
Find the alliance! "
alliance? "
Correct! "
Determined to nod, Wang Yueying didn't hide anything from Yang Feng, and said very sincerely: The situation of Feng Lei may fall apart at any time. After entering the warlord melee situation, if you want to continue to gain a foothold in this land, relying on your own strength, it is too weak, you must seek the support of external forces. "
So you went to Nanzhao, wanting to get the support of the Nanzhao court? "
It can be said, or it can be said not. "
Taking a deep breath, Wang Yueying's face sank suddenly and became extremely solemn: At the beginning, we wanted to go to the alliance with the Ghost King’s Black Soul Sect, because we found their spies in Feng Lei and we knew this after being forced to ask. The Black Soul Sect has developed rapidly in Nanzhao and has already controlled most of Nanzhao's ruling and opposition parties. Instead of cooperating with the Nanzhao court, we might as well cooperate with the Black Soul Sect, which is more direct. At that time, the two sides will join forces and may be able to take Fenglei and Nanzhao together. "
However, he never expected that the ghost king was treacherous and cunning, and everything was just a trick to lure the king into the urn. He deliberately sent spies to let people discover his strength and lure Feng Lei's powerful forces to come in contact with him. Then we went, and he was hit by the black soul mark, becoming a for him to penetrate the wind and thunder. If it weren't for the Lord, you helped me, I am afraid that now I am helpless, and can only turn the entire Xiangfu power into the black soul of his ghost king. At that time, we will always be his slaves, alas. "
It turned out to be so!
Nodding clearly, Yang Feng finally understood the cause and effect, and then he was shocked and exclaimed: Now that you know my identity, doesn't it mean that your father also knows? It seems that this leader should openly discuss with your father about the cooperation between the two parties. "
Lord, if you really become the leader, I know you can do it, hehehe. "
As soon as his eyes lit up, Wang Yueying was happy at first when he heard these words, but soon said solemnly: But don't let my father know your identity, he only knows that you are the emperor's spy. "
Why don't you let him know? "
Because my father is arrogant, he is now the head of a hundred officials, he is under one person and above 10,000. His only pursuit now is that no one is under, above tens of thousands, how can he stand being used as a gun? If you let him know that you are the leader of the Holy Fire Sect of the No. 1 Great Church in the world, he will definitely take more precautions against you, which is really not conducive to your actions in Fenglei. "
Wow, people say that girls are extroverted, which I have learned today. "
Hearing what she said, Yang Feng was stunned, turned his head and glanced at her deeply, and was surprised: Girl, you haven't passed the door yet, just unite with me, an outsider, to cheat your father? Tsk tusk tusk... you turned your elbow out, you really can't stand it anymore. I was thinking about having a daughter in the future, but now I have to think about it! "
Whoops, sir, where did you think of it? I am also good for my father! "
Lie to him or do it for him? "
Yeah, alas! "
After spitting out a long breath, Wang Yueying frowned tightly and said leisurely: My father is a civil official in plain terms, and ancient civil servants do not control the military. In the heyday, perhaps the literary faculty is mixed. But in times of troubled times, how can he compare to a general? Don't look at him holding the soldiers of the ninety-nine-eighty-one mansion, but once the wind and thunder split and the warlords rise together, does he know how to fight? Can he fight the world? By then, it must be swallowed up alive by other warlords. "
Having said this, Wang Yueying’s eyes flashed a faint resentment, and then she involuntarily walked up to Yang Feng, sat in his arms, and put her arms around his neck, and said coquettishly: So I have been thinking that my Wang family must recruit one. Wu, who can conquer well at war, will be the son-in-law in the future, so that he can take charge of the army of the Eighty-One Mansion for my father. Otherwise, our royal family must be in great disaster. Lord, can you help me? "