In Prince Murong's Mansion in Jiangdong, an old man wearing a gorgeous purple and gold gown slammed the dragon-headed crutch in his hand onto the ground.
"It's really outrageous. A young man from a small noble family dares to be so arrogant. Not only does he kill someone, but he actually sends his head to him. This clearly means that he doesn't take me, Prince Murong's palace, seriously!"
This old man who drank coldly is none other than Murong Tongming, the current head of the Murong Prince's Mansion.
Although Murong Tongming is already seventy years old, because he is a warrior and a profound master of energy transformation, his body and bones are still quite strong and his spirit is strong.
Murong Hai said: "Although we have little contact with the Jiangnan branch, we still represent our Murong family, and our palace cannot ignore this matter!"
Several Jiangnan branches sitting below nodded repeatedly after hearing this, but at this time, they did not dare to talk nonsense in front of the bosses of the main family.
"After one night, have you found out the details of that boy named Ye?" Murong Hai turned to a lean man below and asked.
The lean man immediately held up his hands and said, "I'll tell you, Master, I've checked, but..."
"But what? If you have anything to say, please tell me!" Murong Tongming, the old head of the family, shouted in a deep voice.
"yes!"
The lean man did not dare to hesitate anymore and said quickly: "After a night of investigation, I even used the contacts in the imperial capital, but I couldn't find anything. Although there is a noble family named Ye in the imperial capital, but that kid
Not from the Ye family in the imperial capital."
Murong Hai snorted coldly: "Nothing can be found? How come we can't find anything? Could it be that this kid jumped out of a rock?"
The lean man was the military advisor of Prince Murong. He held a folding fan in his hand and muttered: "Last night we only found out that this kid suddenly appeared at Hong's house in Jiangdu three months ago. It seems that the old guy Hong Zhenguo brought him back."
Murong Hai shouted and asked: "Since it was brought back by the Hong family, have you ever asked anyone from the Hong family?"
"After asking, the Hong family also has spies from our palace. According to the servant's answer, they don't know the origin of Ye Feng. As for Hong Zhenguo, his identity is somewhat special, so we can't come forward directly."
Murong Tongming asked in a deep voice: "What is the relationship between that boy named Ye and the Hong family?"
"According to the servants of the Hong family, that boy is the son-in-law of the Hong family. The wealthy Jiangdu family calls him the crazy son-in-law of the Hong family. So far, we can only find out so much. As for his origins three months ago, I'm sorry.
My subordinates are incompetent and cannot be found!"
After speaking, the military advisor of Prince Murong's Palace cupped his hands and stepped aside.
Murong Tongming pondered, not knowing what the Prince of Jiangdong was thinking in his mind.
Murong Hai snorted coldly: "Father, although we cannot find out the specific origin of this person, judging from the current information, he is definitely not a descendant of those transcendent noble families in the imperial capital, and even if he is, he will never be a direct descendant, so there is no need to be afraid at all. We
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Before he could finish speaking, Murong Tongming immediately waved his hand to interrupt. This old man was able to sit firmly at the top of Jiangdong, so he had his own abilities.
"Although we, the Murong family in Gusu, are the descendants of emperors and nobles, they are no longer what they used to be. Although I am the king of Jiangdong, I must not be careless!"
When Murong Tongming said this, he suddenly waved his hand and said: "First send the two princes to worship, report the names of the princes, and find out the truth of each other before making a decision!"
"My father is sitting in Jiangdong, just like the stars over the moon. Who dares to disobey Jiangdong? Even a little crazy son-in-law of the Hong family can't make much trouble. The child will personally take the two worship masters there and promise to bring that kid to justice."
Bring back the heads!”
After Murong Hai finished speaking, he immediately stood up and walked to the backyard.
Murong Tongming said: "Bring the head back and hang it on the gate of the palace as a warning for three days, so that the wealthy families in Jiangdong know that the majesty of our palace is irreversible!"
At this time, Jiangnan was still shrouded in morning light, but Ye Feng had already gotten up and sat cross-legged on the bed. His whole body was covered in white mist, and it seemed that he had been practicing for a long time.
Others only know that he is the King of the North who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, but who can imagine that this king is diligent and rigorous in practicing Kung Fu. Even when he was injured, he still practiced without interruption.
It was quiet outside the villa. Xiao Chuanqiu, Sima Zhantian and Seventeen were already guarding the gate of the villa, but they did not enter without being summoned.
Ye Feng kept breathing out, and suddenly there was a loud bang in his body, and his breath suddenly surged.
"Opening another acupuncture point, I really can't believe the speed of cultivation..."
Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh a little. After he recovered from his wounds, his cultivation speed was very fast, and he could even be said to be riding a rocket. This situation is not necessarily a good thing or a bad thing, but for now, advancement is nothing.
bad thing.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside. Hong Qingyan probably sensed a pattern, but it happened to be that he knocked on the door at this time.
"Brother Ye, I have prepared breakfast. After washing you, I have to rush to the Pang family to deal with the foundation matters." Hong Qingyan said with a smile.
Today she was wearing a work uniform, with a short skirt that exposed her long white legs. She usually dressed casually, but now that she dressed up seriously and put on a little makeup, her whole person was obviously different.
Hong Qingyan's model is already very good. Although it is not the oval face that is popular nowadays, her oval face is very delicate. It does not look stunning at first glance, but the more you look at it, you will find another kind of beauty, which is an elegant and refined type.
She is 1.72 meters tall and has a very tall figure. However, due to her lack of congenital Qi, her body is a bit thin, and she is lame, so she was not famous when she was in Jiangdu.
Of course, this is also because she is not good at packaging herself. She is relatively plain by nature and does not like to be in the limelight.
Now that she is the president of the foundation, and it is her favorite charity, her whole spirit is obviously different from usual.
"Thank you for your hard work during this time!" Ye Feng chuckled.
"Brother Ye, what kind of relationship do we have? If you talk about hard work, it's just a matter of course." Hong Qingyan found it difficult to say another word, and handed the hot towel over.
Ye Feng looked at her and joked: "Then tell me, what is our relationship now?"
"We are not a couple now..."
Speaking of the word husband and wife, Hong Qingyan's voice was as thin as the sound of a mosquito. After finishing speaking, his head was almost buried in his plump chest, and his ears suddenly turned red.
Ye Feng shook his head and stopped making fun of her.
Hong Qingyan changed the subject and said: "Brother Ye, we are running out of time. You can have breakfast by yourself later. I have already prepared it and put it on the dining table. I have to leave first."
"Go ahead, just do it!" Ye Feng nodded.
Hong Qingyan went downstairs, and as soon as she stepped forward, an extended Bentley came roaring towards her.
Immediately afterwards, a burly man with a strong body jumped out from the passenger seat. Without saying a word, he kicked down the iron gate of the villa with a bang.
"You are a bold man who dares to come to this important place to cause trouble. Are you tired of living?"
Sima Zhantian jumped out immediately, veins popping out all over his body. If Xiao Chuanqi hadn't been holding him back, this grumpy man would probably take action.
At this time, a tall man wearing olive military trousers, military boots, and sunglasses slowly got out of the back seat of the Bentley.
"Jiang Yicai from the south is here. Anyone who doesn't care, please get out of here."
Jiang Yicai lowered his sunglasses slightly, glanced at Sima Zhantian with disdain, and then snorted coldly: "Of course, if you are tired of living, you can come up!"
"Goudingxi, you are worthy of shouting here, I will destroy you first!" Sima Zhantian roared.
Xiao Chuanqi was the first to say: "Your Excellency comes from the southern border. I wonder what your identity is?"
Compared to the short-tempered Sima Zhantian, Xiao Chuanqi is obviously much more cautious.
Jiang Yicai glanced at Xiao Chuanqi, with a look of contempt in his eyes again. As the deputy commander of the Southern Territory, he had always been disdainful of these so-called worldly people, and he seemed to have a sense of superiority in his bones.
"My identity, based on your two watchdogs, I don't deserve to know whether the boy named Ye is in there or not. Tell him to get out!" Jiang Yicai shouted loudly.
Xiao Chuanqi was also angry. No matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't help it. He clenched his fist and was about to take action.
It happened that at this moment, Ye Feng's voice slowly came out from the hall.
"Since he is from the south, he is barely qualified to let him come in to talk!" From the sound of his voice, Ye Feng was having breakfast.
Xiao Chuanqi stopped his hand and glared: "Why don't you go in and pay homage to our Lord?"
"Meet your lord? That's really a big statement. Then let me see if your lord has three heads and six arms!"
Jiang Yicai snorted and immediately walked in with two followers.
Then he saw a young man, several years younger than him, sitting in the restaurant having breakfast.
"Are you Ye Feng, the so-called crazy son-in-law of the Hong family?" Jiang Yicai stood like a javelin in the hall.
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows. He was drinking porridge and said with his head buried in his mouth: "I want to ask, although you have an identity, are you here today to represent the Southern Territory or are you here for the Jiang family?"
Jiang Yicai stared at him coldly, and couldn't help but sneer: "I would like to ask, what would you do if I represented the Southern Territory, and how would you treat me if I came here for the Jiang family?"
Ye Feng put down his chopsticks and said: "If you represent the Southern Territory, for the sake of that person from the Southern Territory, I will let you go out standing upright. If you come here for the Jiang family..."
"How?" Jiang Yicai's face was full of teasing and ridicule.