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The old marshal and His Majesty the Emperor looked at Yun Yang, who was holding the last piece of the mysterious beast's hoof and eating a mouth full of oil, and were speechless for a while. Even though the two of them were well-informed and strong-minded, at this moment, they almost had their eyes popping out.
There are twenty-eight dishes, including sixteen kinds of meat and vegetables. We only ate one or two chopsticks and vegetables, and the rest... this kid ate them all
How many years has it been since this guy had a full meal
"Eat slowly." His Majesty the Emperor felt pity and said warmly: "Don't hold on."
"Ah wu ah wu... It's okay, ah wu ah wu... delicious! Meat!" Yun Yang slurred: "My family is poor... I haven't eaten meat in more than ten years..."
His Majesty the Emperor raised his face.
The old marshal lowered his head.
He didn't even look at Yun Yang anymore.
I'm really afraid that if I look at him again, I'll slap him in the face: How old are you, and you haven't eaten meat in more than ten years? Is your family still poor? When we both don’t know that you just won an incredible amount of wealth just a few days ago
This little brat!
"Where's your money? What did you win?" The old marshal became suspicious again.
"Entrust someone to sell it." Yun Yang picked up a bowl of vegetable soup and drank it in a big gulp: "I haven't received the money yet."
The old marshal almost covered his face and escaped. Do you think this is eating from a big pot? Still drinking vegetable soup
"A few more meat dishes!" The old marshal said with a dark face.
"Hehe... delicious..."
…
"It seems like a coincidence."
…
But, could it be just an act
His Majesty the Emperor rolled his eyes, turned to the old marshal and said: "Mr. Qiu, according to your opinion, the current political affairs of the country..."
Marshal Qiu is naturally an excellent compliment: "Yes, it's very rare."
"Internal and external troubles..."
"yes… "
"I think His Majesty is also feeling uncomfortable today..."
"yes… "
"Among His Majesty's heirs, which one does Qiu Lao think... can take on the big responsibility?" His Majesty the Emperor said.
Marshal Qiu's eyes widened suddenly, and he almost fell under the chair in fright.
Why did he say this suddenly? Even though you are disguising your identity, I know you are His Majesty the Emperor. If you ask me this, how should I answer
No matter how you answer it, it’s wrong!
There was sweat on the old marshal's forehead.
His Majesty the Emperor laughed and said to Yun Yang: "Does the nephew of the Yun family know that he is the prince under your Majesty's knees today? Does he have any opinion on this?"
The old marshal wiped his sweat.
It turns out that this question was still testing the boy, and the poor man almost got into trouble out of his wits. Regarding this issue, as an emperor, it is absolutely impossible for him to allow his ministers to tell him what to do. You can't say who is good.
Obviously, His Majesty the Emperor's sudden attack was not only aimed at Yun Yang, but also the old marshal. But now it seems that he is obviously very satisfied with the performance of the old marshal.
Not expressing your opinion is the best.
After hearing this question, Yun Yang couldn't help scratching his head and said, "His Majesty's son, I don't know." He burped and said, "No matter who becomes the emperor in the future, it has nothing to do with me anyway. My nephew is stupid, so You can't be an official; you can make a little fortune occasionally, but you won't offend the emperor... So... "
"I don't care who becomes emperor."
Yun Yang said: "Whoever wants to be the emperor should just do it!"
Snapped!
The old marshal couldn't help but slapped the boy into a plate of fish soup on the table. How can this little bastard talk...
His Majesty the Emperor also twitched the corner of his mouth, this little bastard spoke so straightforwardly.
After asking a few more circumstantial questions, Yun Yang acted stupidly and dumbfounded, fully demonstrating what it means to be a playboy with no ambitions who just eats and waits until death.
Both His Majesty the Emperor and Marshal Qiu were a little helpless; they did not hesitate to condescend and host a banquet, and brought this little guy here just for the huge power of the nine subordinates.
In addition, he is very curious about the son of Marquis Yun.
But now it seems that what the two of them are thinking... is obviously too beautiful. This guy has nothing to do with the Nine Heavens Order.
The Nine Heavens Order will never recruit such people.
When thinking of this, His Majesty the Emperor and the old Marshal suddenly lost all interest.
Fortunately, the two of them invited him here with great fanfare and rejected all the servants, so they wanted to hear some secrets...
Now it seems.
I got nothing but depression!
After exchanging disappointed looks, His Majesty the Emperor stood up first: "Marshal, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to deal with..."
Halfway through your drink, you suddenly remembered something. There is no one like His Majesty the Emperor; but he obviously doesn't care at all, especially not taking the current Mr. Yun in his eyes, let alone what this guy thinks.
This time, it was a mistake that gave this boy the opportunity to see the beauty of the sky. From now on... I'm afraid there is no hope that he will be able to see the beauty of today.
"Then...Brother Yu, please do."
The old marshal naturally understood what was going on and stood up as well.
I am also depressed in my heart. You are the emperor and you are the biggest. Once you leave, I will be the only one left to face this dandy...
Yun Yang stood up in a daze: "Uncle Yu is leaving now."
"Yes." His Majesty the Emperor forced a smile: "You should ask the old marshal for advice..."
His Majesty the Emperor almost walked away in despair.
If you stay with this little guy any longer, you may collapse. Besides, I still can’t eat... After I return to the palace, I need to make up for some food...
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Without outsiders, the old marshal's face looked ugly.
"Yun Yang, are you full?" The old marshal said, he will send you back when you are full.
"Not yet." Yun Yang's answer was very honest.
When an ordinary guest hears the host ask this question, no matter how stupid he is, he will know what the guest means. But Mr. Yun obviously didn't realize that.
"Ten more plates of meat and vegetables!" The old Yuan was so handsome that he shouted towards the door.
Not full
I can hold you up to death!
"However, there is one more thing to talk about." Yun Yang wiped his mouth and said, "My nephew almost forgot..."
"Is there anything else?" the old marshal asked.
"Well, on my way here, someone met me and asked me to bring something to the old marshal, but I completely forgot about it," Yun Yang said.
"Bringing something?" The old marshal frowned: "Who is it?"
Yun Yang showed a frightened expression: "He is a vicious man. He said that if I don't hand it over to you, he will kill me..."
Old Marshal: "What?"
Yun Yang took out a small bag from his arms and said with a look of shame, "I almost forgot."
The old marshal's eyes suddenly widened.
On the small cloth bag, the pattern of nine stars surrounding an arch with a flame in the middle suddenly made the old marshal's heart feel as hot as a fire, and he almost shed tears.
Holding it tightly in his hand, his voice trembled: "What does that person look like?"
Yun Yang thought thoughtfully and said, "He seems to be a short man, but very strong. He looks... I really didn't look carefully."
The old Yuan was so handsome that he almost slapped him: Don't you look carefully at such an important thing
Yun Yang's heart was still intact.
Yun Yang knew his current mood; he also knew his situation. Now Yun Yang couldn't believe anyone but himself. Including the emperor!
The death of Jiu Zun is full of strange things!
Did the emperor have any motive for taking action? have!
Yun Yang only believed 60% of the old marshal now; but even if he believed 100%, he would never expose himself to the old marshal.
If the king is not secretive, he will lose his country; if the minister is not secretive, he will lose his virginity! But now Yun Yang feels to himself: If he doesn't keep it secret, he will lose all hope!
The old marshal was holding the package, already distracted.
When Yun Yang said goodbye, the old marshal just waved his hand. Already completely absent-minded. All his thoughts were already on the small package in his hand.
It’s not on Yun Yang at all.
When Yun Yang walked out of the Commander's Mansion, the sky was filled with stars; he took a deep breath, waved his hand, and staggered away.
Behind him, in the shadow of the door, Mr. Wang's hawk-like eyes looked at Yun Yang's back. With a wave of his hand, four ghost-like figures floated out.
Yun Yang only took a few steps when he felt a tail behind him.
But he didn't do anything. He actually held on to a tree on the side of the road and vomited for a while. Then he walked towards his home in a daze.
Everything looks like a drunken dandy. The four ghost-like black figures saw Yun Yang entering Yun Mansion, then looked at each other helplessly and left.
Behind the tree on the roadside, a small head appeared.
Ji Ling rolled his eyes and murmured: "This guy is lying to people again... Why does this guy lie to people every day?"
In the Marshal's Mansion.
The old marshal looked at the contents of the package; his face was gloomy and constantly changing.
There was only a small box inside, and the small box was opened in the familiar way of secret music; obviously, it was to prevent Mr. Yun who came with the message from peeking
Open the box and there is a piece of paper inside.
"The whole story of the chaos in the Commander's Mansion three days ago."
"Three days ago, the commander's residence was attacked, and the staff department was ordered to investigate. The results are as follows."
Just these few words made the old marshal's eyes moisten all of a sudden.
Ordered to investigate!
On whose orders
Who else can obey the orders of the Nine Heavens
The old marshal took a long breath and exhaled, calming down before continuing to read.
"The sword light disappeared in the northeast of Tiantang City; within three days, the Ministry of Staff checked the east, north, and south directions of Tiantang City, a total of 137,000 Xuan-level and above warriors... At that time, they were not in their positions. There are 3,400 people, and there are seven people who are above the fifth heaven. They are... There may be omissions, but... "
"... Among the seven people, there are three who are related to us and can be controlled, namely:... The other four are all suspects; the staff department privately analyzed that so-and-so, so-and-so... are the most suspect, for the following reasons... Two people Among them, one person showed up legitimately, but the other person worked incognito as a blacksmith... I thought that the blacksmith might be a target."
"... over. If there is any misconduct, I will accept the punishment."
"If it is finally confirmed to be true, all brothers under the command of the Ministry of Staff will beg to leave their orders and hand them over to the command."
At the end is the nine-star logo, but in the middle is a drop of bright red blood.
A piece of letter is fifteen or sixteen pages long. From the moment we receive the order and start taking action, to every link and the focus of every step; everything is extremely detailed.
When people read this letter, they will immediately understand what kind of work these people have done, whether it is effective or not, and whether the final result is credible.
Old Marshal Qiu Jianhan took a deep breath, feeling satisfied and relieved, but also sighing in disappointment.
He had seen the report of the Nine Heavens Order; he knew very clearly who was responsible for every step of the Nine Heavens Order's execution of tasks, and it would be clearly written on it who was in charge.
However, there was no such item in the handwriting in front of him.
Obviously he was afraid that after knowing his name, he would come to his door. This also shows that they are still unwilling to have direct contact with themselves.
"Send the order!"
The old marshal took a deep breath: "The secret guards are dispatched!"
Snapped!
The old marshal slapped the table.
The table made of warm jade turned into powder with a bang.
The old marshal jumped up on the spot, his eyes almost protruding from his sockets, looking at the pile of powder and broken dishes on the ground, his mouth wide open and speechless.
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