Chapter 695: Murong Yinfeng

At the same time, in the Fenglei Empire, on the northwestern frontier, there is a magnificent palace, Zhenxi palace.
Here is the White Tiger Army, the fief of Murong's family.
Since a year and a half ago, Murong Patriarch Murongshan was assassinated and killed in the imperial capital, and has been implicated in the nine princes of the royal family. The Murong family took advantage of the situation to persecute the royal family, conferred the title of king to their own family, cut off the autonomy of more than 30 prefectures in the northwest, and became a real nation China, with a status of nine days, surpassing the other four warlord families.
At this moment, the White Tiger Army has strong horses and sufficient food and grass, enough to replace Feng Lei Huangfu's house.
What is lacking is just an opportunity.
The world is in chaos, the country is not a country!
The melodious music wafted above the palace. In the palace hall, a dancer with a graceful figure danced like a butterfly wearing flowers in front of the hall, fascinated by the surrounding elders, with eyes raised. Light, Harazi is almost flowing down.
There was only one person in the high seat of the main seat, but closed his eyes all the way, shaking a peacock feather in his hand, and pacing leisurely, as if he was just immersed in this wonderful music and didn't care about the dancing.
When the music faded away, the man swayed Yu Ling slightly, and all the dancers bowed and retreated respectfully.
Slowly opened his eyes, the man swept the crowd at the scene, and some had taken away their gazes from the beautiful dancers, and turned to look at the master of the higher position, but some were still reluctant, with eyes open. Staring straight outside.
Suddenly, he smiled.
General Zhang, General Li, do you like it? "
what? Uh...hehehe..."
The two big men trembled, turned their heads to look at the superior, and scratched their heads embarrassedly.
The man smiled slightly and waved his hand gently: If you like it, would they reward you all? "
Uh, this... Lord, why is this embarrassing? "
This king will ask you if you want it. "
Yes, thank you prince for the reward, hahaha! "
Busy nodded, the two answered without thinking.
The man smiled and shook his head, but soon his face became cold, and he shouted: Come here, push these two people out and kill them, and those dancers will be funerals for them, let them be happy and happy below. "
Yes! "
With a loud shout, a general immediately came in outside the door and directly tied the two people outward.
The two were taken aback, completely dumbfounded, and screamed: What's the matter? Lord, what did we do wrong? Are you so to us? Lord..."
The two people's cries are getting farther and farther, but the prince didn't even look at them, still smiling, silent.
Everyone here couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on their heads, and there was a chill in their hearts.
This high-ranking person is the current Patriarch of the Murong Family, the third son of the Murong Family, Murong Yinfeng.
Compared with his elder brother Murong Shan's domineering and stern behavior, this Murong Yinfeng is notoriously moody. No one knew what he was thinking, and often cut people off for no reason.
But afterwards, there was sufficient reason, and no one would refuse.
If Murong Mountain is a fierce tiger, then Murong Yinfeng is a poisonous snake. Although they have the same prestige in the military, they feel quite different.
Murong Mountain is awe-inspiring, and this Murong Yinfeng is frightening.
Since he took the seat of the Northwest King, the generals and retainers of the entire Northwest Army have not been afraid. If there is, it will be the blind fisheye who is afraid of the cold all year round.
Taking a deep breath, people couldn't help but look at the old man who was still trembling by the brazier that summer, his eyes were full of questions.
Murong Yin's mouth grinned, and also squinted at him, muttering: Mr. Sikong, do you know why I killed both of them? "
There are three reasons! "
Which three? "
First, greed for female is a big taboo in the military. In the future, if we don't set back the military sentiment because of female sex, we will also seek glory for female rebellion. Leaving is a hidden danger, just in case, kill early and good! "
The old man said lightly while he was on fire.
Murong Yinfeng smiled and nodded: What else? "
Second, the self-control is too weak, and there is no respect. The dance and music have stopped, and I still cannot extricate myself. It can be seen that it is too easy to fall into a comfortable situation and cannot be released. If this is on the battlefield, it is easy to be tricked by the opponent. Indecisiveness leads to disaster. Moreover, they only focus on dancing girls, and they have not put the prince first. "
All right, what about the third? "
third……"
The muddy eyes squinted slightly, and the old man determinedly said: The incompetent, the Lord has a murderous intention, today is just an excuse! "
Hahaha... It really deserves to be the first adviser left by the eldest brother, it really comes to my heart! "
Happiness!
With a big laugh, Murong Yinfeng applauded and applauded, and the others nodded vigorously. Qi Qi humbly cast a respectful look at the old man.
But the old man still has a low face, silent, calm and natural.
Suddenly, a loud shout sounded from outside the door: Fourth, the prince wanted to see Sikong Lengguang, one of the top ten counsellors in the world, and how far he could guess his mind. Senior Sikong probably knew this point well, but he didn't say it. Is this a kind of non-submission? "
He couldn't stop his eyes, the old man was no longer calm after all, so he raised his eyelids and looked out the door.
At this time, a steady step stepped in slowly, he shook the feather fan, with a confident smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were gleaming, but it was Yang Feng's imperial military commander, Zhuge Shisan, no doubt.
Staring at the young figure closely, Sikong Lengguang didn't speak.
Murong Yinfeng grinned and said faintly: Everyone, let me introduce to you, this is the newly-invited adviser from our Zhenxi Palace, Mr. Zhuge Shisan. Mr. Zhuge, a young talent, went to the imperial capital for just one year and became the chief tutor of the Faculty of Arts of Tianfeng College. It is quite unique in both its eloquence and current affairs argumentation, and the Hanlin scholars who shook the entire imperial capital can be said to be in the limelight! Today, the king has included Mr. Zhuge among the staff of the palace. What do you think? "
The prince is wise, you are so wise. The staff of our Zhenxi Palace should have absorbed some fresh blood. Otherwise, there are always some old men who look like fast-forwarding coffins. What other unique achievements can they make? The future is still young, hahaha! "
Busy nodded, everyone agreed.
Murong Yinfeng smiled slightly, then looked at the Sagong coldly and said: Mr. Sagong, what do you think? "
It is a great fortune for the Murong family that the prince can drop talents in an eclectic manner and absorb young talents into the mansion. However, there is something Laogu needs to remind. Mr. Zhuge was in the house of the president of the Huai'an Chamber of Commerce, Yang Mansion, right? "
His complexion was still calm, but what Sikong Lengguang said was as sharp as a murderous blade: The real murderer who killed our lord Murongshan in those days was the Yang family, right! "