Chapter 170: This king has not died yet.

Long Muzhen is generally not very concerned about the political affairs. Once he asks, there must be something that he is extremely unsightly, and once he opens his mouth, he must implement it according to his ideas.
Otherwise, the consequences are very serious!
"Fourteen brothers, what do you think of the proposal of Mr. Takuya?" The emperor solicited the opinions of Long Muzhen.
"He wants to do business between the two countries, the border is stable, the king feels very good, no opinion, just..." When Long Muyu said it here, he subconsciously looked at the money blossoming, just as the woman who stepped down seemed to feel When he reached his gaze, he looked at him.
At this time, her hands hanged on her side, nervously licking her skirt, like a little rabbit with a slap in the face, being slaughtered, eyes scattered, misty, can hurt people.
Look at the dragon Mu Yan heart, a burst of pain.
He should be early, and should not let her worry so much.
In the eyes of Long Muzhen, a sharp flash of his voice, his tone has risen slightly, full of the words of Megatron, and it seems that there is no room for negotiation: "As for the desire to spend money to marry, this king advises Pulling out the prince is also a time to persuade the country. From then on, it is best to dispel this thought, otherwise don't blame the king for turning his face."
The king was angry, and the earth shook with three shakes.
Some timid, old, weak, sick and sick, directly fainted, so as not to smash the fish pond for a while.
Tuoba did not expect that Long Muzhen’s reaction would be so fierce, and his heart was shocked. He couldn’t help but laugh:
When the king’s words are heavy, so good for the country and the people, why is the king so unhappy?

"Lee the country and the people? The king is still not dead, just thinking about using women to change the stability of the holy shrine? If so, what is the significance of the three armed forces guarding the frontier? It is better to go home and sleep in the arms of the old lady!"
This sentence said that a few young people nodded again and again, they are all generals of Fang Gang, it is glory to fight the battlefield, it really wants to fall to a woman to save the territory, it is simply to use a woman to slap herself.
When Long Muyi opened his mouth, it seemed to be a proposal of Tuoba, and some of his wrists were not enough.
Others couldn’t see it. The Hui’s experience in the Royal Garden was just a bright eye. He giggled, and he was not afraid of death.
Is it a short listener? This is not your Wang Hao. The emperor and the three princes did not speak. What are you worried about? Then, isn’t it just a woman? Take it and kiss it, and save me from the sacred country’s labor and wealth, and it’s her blessing.

"Emperor brother, do you still remember the general Yelion who was mentioned to you by the younger brother?" Long Muzhen did not pay attention to Huiyi, but calmly shifted a topic.
The emperor did not know what the purpose of Long Muzhen was, and casually took the sentence: "I remember, I heard that his ninth lady has just passed away."
General Yelu is a member of the Long Muzhen account, powerful and inconspicuous, but has made a lot of contributions.
It’s a pity that he killed his wife and even married nine ladies.
"Well, it is true. General Yelí had a look at the stranger a while ago, saying that only a woman who had the privilege of contaminating the dragon for many years, and who had a life-savvy book and a name-blessing, could restrain his wife’s life. Otherwise, General Yel's life will be lonely and old."
"For this matter, General Yelu has been depressed for a few times, and the whole person has been decadent."