Year after year, eight years are coming in the blink of an eye!

Jinhua Mansion, Chengdong House!

Yang Qifeng slowly exhaled a breath of mist, and his breath lasted for a long time, condensed in front of him like a cloud of mist.

It's another eight years, and it's been fifteen years.

There are fifteen years left before the thirty years.

It seems that the world is still a long time away from unification, but if you think about the struggle history of Liu Bang, the Emperor Taizu of Han, you can know that fifteen years have been too long.

Liu Bang destroyed Qin in the third year and Xiang Yu in the fourth year!

Even if Ning Caichen did not have such a speed, he would not be much slower. He continued his strength in the past eight years, and only when the time came, the army left Jinhua, and Jiangnan would be settled.

Yang Qifeng has not delayed any of his actions in the past eight years. He knew that it is not the best way to deal with such a son of destiny. Unless he has absolute strength, he will never be able to confront him head-on.

The first to deal with Zhou Mao was an example. He wanted to seek external help. He started with the imperial examination and achieved great luck with this. He defeated Zhou Mao in one move and killed him with one blow.

However, it is not possible to deal with Ning Caichen now. Ning Caichen responded to the destiny of the Chinese Ghost Story World. This is the son of the destiny. Those who want to surpass him will not exist.

External forces cannot be found, and the method that can be taken is to wipe out Ning Caichen's destiny bit by bit.

The blessings of the world are not endless. The power of the world has its limits, and his blessings to the son of destiny must also have a limit.

When Ning Caichen's destiny is consumed to a certain extent, the destiny will shift, and then it will transfer to the next selected person.

But the growth of the son of destiny also takes time. The son of destiny will be born, but the son of destiny who has lost the time and has not grown up will be as many threats.

So this is also a technical job to kill Ning Caichen's destiny. It's too early, and the destiny is transferred. I don't know who the next destiny son is. Now there are still fifteen years to grow.

And if it was too late, Ning Caichen had already achieved great momentum and his destiny could not be reduced.

"Master, the magistrate sent someone to invite you to come!" The slave stood outside the door, knocked it lightly twice before he said in a low voice.

"I understand," Yang Qifeng slowly stood up. He pushed open the door and walked out of the mansion. A carriage was ready, and he got on the carriage and sat down slowly.

When Yang Qifeng walked into the main hall, he saw at a glance that all the people gathered at this time were Ning Caichen's team.

If you use the Qi-seeking technique to see this golden piece, and there is also a blue color filled it. It can be said that ordinary magistrates can be filled with red energy, and a little golden yellow is rare.

It is not as amazing as Ning Caichen, but it can be said that it can never be found in the south.

When these teams begin to take control of their power, the golden destiny begins to be supported by luck and will gradually begin to evolve towards blue, and finally evolve into a blue-purple minister.

Yang Qifeng came to the second place below Ning Caichen's left hand very consciously. Dayan regarded the left as the supreme, first left and then right, usually the scholar on the left, and the military general on the right.

He ranked second, with Zhuge Wolong above him.

The absolute is Ning Caichen's confidant minister, far surpassing other ministers, and of course the general did not count.

Yang Qifeng looked around, he looked at Zhang Fanghao at the bottom of the left, and finally stayed in the empty seat at the first place on the left. He looked at Ning Caichen in the main position again, and nodded slightly to a middle-aged scholar next to him.

The scribe couldn't help but whisper: "How come Zhang Gongfeng's home is the farthest based on this, how come he came so quickly?"

"How can the Lord call him to delay? When he hears the news, he arrives in a carriage,"

Although the voice was low, there were no one present who was dazzling. Ning Caichen sat upright on the main seat with expressionless expression, and his eyes were calm, making people unable to see what they felt.

Time passed slowly, and Yang Qifeng chatted with others beside him. The atmosphere was in a happy mood, but the vacant position was extremely conspicuous.

Two quarters of an hour later, Zhuge Wolong wore a loose robe. He strode from outside and sat directly at the top of the left, and saw that everyone had arrived.

He spoke directly to Ning Caichen: "The Lord summoned me, don't know what happened? But has the capital changed?"

Yang Qifeng sighed in his heart, no wonder Zhuge Wolong had a talent for being a master of the world, but he just got a doctorate in Dayan and spread his name in the world.

He has not died yet, because of his soul's strength, otherwise he would have been cheated to death long ago.

He has no vision at all, so he really should learn from him. What is a model of a minister?

"Zhuge Gong said it well. Just now, the capital was about to go to Ma Lai Xun. Fu Xiang passed away and asked me to go to Beijing to attend the funeral," Ning Caichen showed a look of grief. His tone was a bit terrified, and he was also a movie emperor contestant.

"Impossible!" Yang Qifeng suddenly stood up, and he shouted loudly and said, "Fu Xiang was born in the Ministry of War and has always been strong and strong. Now he is not young this year, but he is also steadily like a strong man. How can he die of illness suddenly? This must have been a traitorous minister."

"Zhang Gongfeng said it well, it must be that thief Gao Fei,"

"In the past, the monsters caused chaos in the capital, but this person could not hide. It was Fu Xiang and the Lord who joined forces with the righteous men to eliminate the monsters and restore peace to the world,"

"Since Fu Xiang sorted out the court and deposed corrupt officials, this thief has been holding a grudge and often went to the palace to make slander. Now he must have killed Fu Xiang,"

"This news must be fake. Gao Fei wants to bully the Lord into the capital and kill him. The Lord must not go to the capital," Zhang Fanghao stood up and comforted him and preached.

"I also know that this is false. This is a blood letter from my mother-in-law. It is the person who sent me the message to me that my father-in-law is loyal and righteous, so I risk my life to hide it privately."

"The above record is that Gao Fei poisoned the palace and killed his father-in-law. His father-in-law did not even have the ability to return home and died directly in the palace," Ning Caichen took out a blood book from his arms, with blood stains on it, which made people feel sad.

"The traitor dares to do this. Fu Xiang is honest and honest, and his reputation as loyal and brave. Who knows the world, and who doesn't know it?"

"Gao Fei was able to poison Fu Xiang in the palace. It seems that the emperor must have been under house arrest by Gao Fei. If this thief wants to usurp the throne, he also asks the lord to send an edict to the world to uphold justice for Fu Xiang, and also rescue the emperor from Gao Fei."

"How to rescue us? Now we are far away in Jinhua, and we are more than a thousand miles away from the capital?"

"Of course, we will kill Gao Fei, clear the emperor's side, and rebel soldiers!" Yang Qifeng preached bluntly.

"Bold, this is a rebellion," Ning Caichen scolded and preached, and his eyes were around everyone.
Chapter completed!