Chapter 1211: Night, trap 9

Chapter 1211 Night, Trap 9
Lao Gong people are a big family of old people, and they have a decisive position.
Even if the emperor had to weigh the words out, but for so many years, he ignored the affairs of the world, and the emperor gradually attracted most of the clan's elders, and he was speechless in decision-making. Many major things that he opposed were useless. Today's Situ clan, in the eyes of Lao Gong people--
Xing established the dynasty; defeat also established the dynasty.
All kinds of struggles for power and desire, and more than desire, internal struggles are becoming more and more dramatic. To this day, a tribe is not like a tribe, a country, or a country. It also deliberately devours the rest of the country and is ambitious.
The Lao Gong people once opposed it, but it was still useless.
For an old man with the deepest qualifications and the longest life, he has long been discouraged ...
After the Lao Gong people left.
The emperor asked the rest.
One fat old man with a big belly said: "Your Majesty, they found our big plan. Right now, only by killing them in time can we sit back and relax. What's more, hum! How can they fight against a country with the power of two people? is not it?"
This fat man is old and has not seen Merian City and Qu Taner, but only heard that, according to the people who reported it, the two were young. At this age, even if you start practicing on your mother's womb, it won't be strong.
"That makes sense." The emperor nodded. "How do you kill the two? You still need to think long and hard."
The fat people are a bit old and just want to say something, but let another person grab the word.
"Your Majesty, there is not much time. They asked for an answer tomorrow afternoon. Even if there were any traps to be set, it was too late." The old man in white robes reminded him that he was the only one who listened to the words of the Lao Gong. hesitantly. However, it was only hesitant and uncertain.
The so-called royal majesty has long penetrated their thinking.
Let no one question or blaspheme.
The fat tribe always said, "What are you afraid of? Use Qinling as a bait, and keep them forever."
"Is that? The Six Clan is always quite confident, I don't know how to solve it?" The old white robe sneered. With no brains, the old people of the three races can't get enough of them. Does he think he is better than the old people of the three races?
The fat man's old face blushed and was red with anger.
The irony in the old man's words in white robes can be heard even by the pigs.
There are two other clan elders, who once met Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng with the elderly in white robes, with dignity on their faces, and remained silent at the moment. However, none of them agreed with the Lao Gong people's approach-concessions. However, for the time being they have not been able to think of a better solution.
"Okay! Both step down and go back and think about it for me. Come to see me tomorrow morning." The emperor yelled darkly.
This drink made the Imperial Study Room quieter.
Several families retired.
The old man in white robe stopped talking and finally said, "Your Majesty, there is something to report."
"What is it again?" The emperor shouted.
"Exhibitor ... seems to be a bit wrong lately. There are still two elders tonight, who were killed and injured in a junior courtyard. Zhan Zhonghong will block the news. We don't know what happened yet. Detective? "Asked the old man in white robes.
The emperor said irritably, "Okay, there are priorities, let's talk about those two first."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
(End of this chapter)