Youdao means that planning things is done by people, and things are done by heaven.
I wonder if Mu Rongtian failed and everything is over again?
Of course not. Mu Rongtian had already thought about the possible contingency, and even prepared a back-up plan for this, allowing dozens of Imperial Guardsmen that he had treasured to sacrifice for no reason, so that he could play another round.
A bigger chess game.
Are you, Ye Feng, domineering and killing cleanly?
But have you ever thought that the faster you kill, the deeper the thorn in Duantian's heart will be? There are 300,000 menacing northern soldiers in the suburbs, and there are 45 guards who died without any evidence.
Army, it’s impossible to even think about suspicion.
Mu Rongtian allowed Mu Rongtian to ponder over his thoughts, then turned and walked towards the attic, his eyes shining on this middle-aged man. His peaceful and peaceful smile only seemed to make people feel extremely "appropriate".
An inner city with a panoramic view.
Suspicion in the world is like a seed, it will slowly take root and sprout deep in a person's heart until he no longer trusts him.
You, Ye Feng, claim that the emperor is as big as a bird's nest. Now that the eagle has arrived, will you, who keeps saying you are patriotic, do that and occupy the nest, or will you let the people here bully you until you are covered in bruises?
There are many backup plans, let’s wait and see.
"Tian'er, what is the reason why you have been unwilling to kill Ye Feng?"
Mu Rongtian put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sea of clouds in the sky.
"Has my father ever walked in the world?"
Mu Tian did not answer, but instead asked a seemingly irrelevant question.
"What do you mean by this?"
Mu Rongtian is not moved by speculation.
"There is a saying that a gentleman should not eat what he eats. I have been to many places and seen many unfortunate people in this world, but in the end, not all of them ended in failure."
"My children are more curious. Will this approach reverse the situation and lead Ye Feng to a different level?"
Mu Tian quietly came to his father's side.
He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Rongtian's high-rise crown, smiled quietly, and suddenly shook his head and looked into the distance.
A father and son, one is looking at the sky and the other is looking at the ground.
As the ancients said, it never gets colder at high places.
Mu Tian understands that his father's heart is higher than the sky and his actions are more ruthless than anyone else's, but he is different. He is Mu Tian, and the earth is in the world. He has walked down-to-earth, and he has experienced the difference in the world in the north.
of tenderness.
Not killing Ye Feng is definitely not a sign of mercy from Mu Tian.
But by killing Ye Feng, he was rejecting his former self in his heart. In fact, in Mu Tian's heart, he had always regarded Ye Feng as the epitome of his former self.
"You don't want to deny your former self?"
I have to admit that Mu Rongtian guessed Mu Tian's innermost thoughts with just one glance.
"May I ask my father how I have ever been worse than others?"
Mu Tian asked rhetorically.
"good!"
"It's better than this, Tian'er, why don't you and Ye Feng be on the same side and have a game with me?"
Mu Rongtian looked at his only son with a smile, his eyes particularly deep.
"That doesn't seem fair to Dad."
Mu Tian was slightly startled.
Letting his son help outsiders deal with him? Such an idea is so bizarre that only people like Mu Rongtian in the world can think of it.
"joke!"
"It's really unfair for me to take action against you two juniors. Just do whatever you want. If you can save Ye Feng's life from me, it will also prove that I don't need to worry about you in the future."
confidence!
This is the self-confidence that belongs to Mu Rongtian. Who in the world dares to compete with him? Not to mention two people, no matter how many people add up, they will not be afraid.
"Father's ideas are always surprising."
Mu Tian sighed softly.
Whether to kill Ye Feng or not has always been a question in Mu Tian's heart. He once framed Ye Feng, but the latter escaped. To be fair, he had too many opportunities to get rid of Ye Feng in the past.
, but did not take action again and again.
To kill is to deny another "self".
No one knows whether not killing will fulfill the old saying that letting the tiger go back to the mountains will cause endless troubles.
Therefore, Mu Tian did not agree. At this moment, his inner answer was more to kill to eliminate future troubles. How could he help him in turn?
"What, you don't want to win against me?"
Mu Rongtian asked again.
The casual question made Mu Tian's face freeze. He knew very well that if Mu Rongtian was just talking casually at the beginning, then there must be a deeper meaning in his provocation this second time.
"Then father must be careful."
After a short period of reflection, Mu Tian finally agreed.
"Come and tell me this again when you really win. There are no equals among all living beings in the world."
In front of Mu Tian, Mu Rong Tianping disappeared without a trace, coming and going without a trace, as if he had never been there.
The world talks about cause and effect. Whatever the cause is planted, the result will be the same.
If Mu Tian is not allowed to defeat his former "self" or admit his past failures, how can he affirm his current self and defeat the inner demon that is ready to move?
…
Ye Feng did not go to the residence arranged in advance by the General's Mansion, but instead went to a special place. The reason why it was special was, of course, only for him.
As for where Ye Feng is going, Beiyunju.
In Neidu, a place as big as the capital of Jiangnan, there are so many aristocratic families, big and small, and if you want to distinguish the strength and weakness of these aristocratic families, you only need to look at one thing to understand.
Look at the area!
Whichever family's house has a larger area, the higher the threshold, the higher the family's status in the imperial capital. The steps in front of the eight aristocratic families have exceeded sixteen levels, and their area is no less than ten acres.
All in all, in the inner capital, no matter which piece of land it is, there are things with names and owners. The only one is Beiyunju, which has always been shrouded in clouds and fog, making it difficult for people to see clearly.
Today, until Ye Feng calmly walked into Beiyunju, everyone watching in secret suddenly realized that no wonder no one dared to touch such a large piece of land. It turned out to be the place of the King of the North.
Beiyunju is a villa. It was certainly not Ye Feng's territory before, because it belonged to the old Northern King Ning Wuya. As for how the old Northern King obtained Beiyunju, Ye Feng didn't care about it.
After the death of the old Northern King, Beiyunju also came into Ye Feng's hands. However, it would not be entirely correct to say that all Beiyunju belongs to him alone, because there is another person.
A Beiyun residence also covers an area of no less than ten acres. Ye Feng and the dozen or so people living in it will only feel that they are small.
When I walked into the villa and took a quick look, I saw everything in sight. The maple leaves in the villa turned yellow and fell, until they turned into mud on the ground, forming a thick layer. Fortunately, it was winter and there was no so-called stench.
It can be seen that no one has been here for a long time.
"In the past few years, I have been in Tianyong Pavilion, either practicing in seclusion or attending some important meetings. I have rarely gone out."
This situation made Shi Yehong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Is Weiwei still in Tianyong Pavilion?"
Ye Feng suddenly asked.
Ning Weiwei, the only daughter of the old king Ning Wuya, there are some things that Ye Feng still doesn't understand. Why does Ning Weiwei not want to recognize her father?
Ning Weiwei only made a quick appearance at the old Northern King's funeral, and then heard nothing from her at all. Ye Feng knew that she had entered the Tianyong Pavilion, and in the past few years, he had visited the old Northern King's tomb at the Lieying Mausoleum during the Qingming Festival.
I have never seen Ning Weiwei come here once.
Before Old Bei Wang died, he did not ask Ye Feng to take care of his daughter for the rest of her life, because for a man, what that meant was obvious. However, he told Ye Feng to protect Ning Weiwei's life.
However, Ning Weiwei went to Tianyong Pavilion. With her status, no one dared to take her life there. Moreover, Ye Feng would inevitably feel angry in his heart.
What kind of daughter would refuse to offer a stick of incense to her father even after he died?
"Yes, she is fine."
The second headmaster directly answered the question that Ye Feng had in mind.
"It's a bit cold, but it's better than being quiet."
"Everyone will clean it up together later. I'm warning you, this is something left by the old King Bei. Anyone who dares to mess it up for me will have to deal with it themselves."
There were more than a dozen people following behind him, and Ye Feng didn't use them in vain.
"good!"
Many people became excited when they heard that it was the former residence of the old Northern King.
"Forget it, I see that these people of yours are officers at least, and they can't do any rough and dirty work. I'll ask some people to come clean and bring some useful things along the way."
The Second Master shook his head.
Whether it is the number of times he has come to Beiyunju or his feelings for this place, he will never be less than Ye Feng.
"OK!"
Ye Feng did not refuse. If nothing like that had happened, he would undoubtedly have gone to the place arranged by the General's Mansion.
"Uncle Junior, I want a big room."
"Bah, no, I don't want a room, I want to sleep with Sister Qingyan."
Long Nannan is like an innocent child who changes her mind faster than anyone else.
"May I ask where the girl is from?"
Everyone entered the inner courtyard one after another, but only two people slowed down their pace.
"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
Looking at the serious expression of the Second Headmaster, Feng Yuan said nonchalantly.
"Don't people in the northwest always care about worldly affairs?"
At such an age, his cultivation level is even higher than his own.
If such figures were placed in the nine major sects, in today's terms, they would have been popular figures for a long time. However, the fact is that regarding Feng Yuan in front of him, the second headmaster was blank from beginning to end.
And except for the people who come out there, there is no other place in Xuanyuan!
"You mean I've already asked about the world?"
Feng Yuan stood with her arms folded and asked meaningfully.
"When you arrive in the world of mortals, you enter the world."
The Second Master said bluntly.
"It's up to you no matter what, and it's up to you to do whatever you want. I would like to know, how do you deal with a 'sinner' like me?"
The clouds in the sky suddenly appeared a red glow.
In the front yard, Ye Feng suddenly turned around, his eyes dull, while Long Nannan's face, still talking and laughing, immediately turned gloomy, with anger burning deep in her big eyes.
