"I don't know yet. I only know that as soon as Ye Mingyang entered the Tiandu Gate, he was placed in a private place in the back mountain by Yang Bobo. Fortunately, we are secretly serving Yang Bobo, so we know about it."
Normally, although there are exchanges between the Twelve Holy Lands, they are mostly exchanges between elders. It is impossible for the leader to come in person, unless something terrible happens.
The cloaked man began to study the Twelve Holy Lands very early. He also analyzed Ye Mingyang, the master of Jianhai Palace, many times. He knew that this woman was aloof and arrogant, and was not very enthusiastic about the affairs of the sect. Almost all the affairs were left to her subordinates to take care of.
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How could such a person go to Tiandu Sect for no reason?
The cloaked man thought for a moment and said: "The Sky Poison Sect is in the southwest, far away from our Sun and Moon City. I heard the news today, I'm afraid Ye Mingyang has left, right?"
Uncle Ming did not dare to promise and stood aside quietly waiting for instructions. He knew that the Lord was not asking him at all, but was just asking and answering questions and thinking about countermeasures.
After a short moment of silence, the cloaked man's eyes shone with an extremely cold light: "Over at Feipu Pavilion, although the murderer of the poisonous Emperor of Zhongzhou has not yet been found out, I predict that the situation cannot continue to be a stalemate. Northern Qi, Southern Wu and Xi
If Chu joins forces to suppress the situation, Zhongzhou will eventually give in, and most of those detained will come out. The time is ripe, I have ordered the secret agent to launch the plan of breaking the sword to destroy Yang, I will make this world more chaotic!"
Uncle Ming's heart beat hard. As a participant beside the Lord, he certainly knew what "Breaking the Sword to Destroy the Sun" meant. That was what the Lord had planned many years ago to target the two holy places of Southern Wu.
The cool layout of Jianhai Palace and Tiandu Sect!
After many years of planning, it was finally time to unveil the blame, which also meant that we were one step closer to the master's goal. Uncle Ming's heart was surging, and he loudly said: "Yes!" He turned around and strode away.
The man in the cloak remained motionless in his seat, his eyes flickering for a moment to confirm that the timing was right and the layout was thorough enough. Then he put down the matter of Nan Wu and solemnly picked up Lou Linxuan's file and began to read it carefully bit by bit.
Hiding behind the scenes for many years, the plans of Haoqi Sect and Qing Shaliu were the only two plans he had that ended in failure. However, the opponent was probably the same person, which aroused endless interest in the cloaked man, but his eyes also became more and more interesting.
For the depth and coldness...
Eastern Zhou Dynasty, study room of the Eight Princes' Mansion.
The Eighth Prince, who has half black and half white hair and some crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, showing a somewhat vicissitudes of life, is closing his eyes and listening to reports from his confidants about the wars between all parties in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
Mu Zichen, who was in charge of the escort, was sitting boredly on the chair in front of the window on the opposite side. He took a few sips of tea from time to time and glanced at the Eighth Prince who looked exhausted but had a colder and more dignified temperament. He seemed heartbroken and helpless.
Shake his head.
After the report ended, the Eighth Prince opened his eyes, his pupils were full of bloodshot eyes, but it made his whole person look more fierce. He said coldly: "So, this time the division between Wei Yu Dao and Feng Bei Dao will be divided."
Among them, Chen Dengqing and Fang Zhaonan account for the majority?"
The confidant did not dare to look directly into the eyes of the Eighth Prince, so he lowered his head carefully.
The Eighth Prince seemed to be saying to himself: "Behind Chen Dengqing is the Dongfang Family. This time it must be the old Dongfang thief who is assisting us. Now that we have reached a secret agreement with the Dongfang Family, it is difficult to ignore it for the time being. But it is Fang Zhaonan, who is the Jiedu of Jianbei Road.
The envoy has been fighting with the Northern Qi soldiers and horses on the border all year round. He has countless arrogant soldiers and powerful generals, and he is three points better than Zhang Jiaquan. He has gained half of the land, and the future troubles are not small!"
I don't know what was going on in his mind, but he asked, "How about Northern Qi, Zhongzhou, Southern Wu, Western Chu and other places?"
The confidant hurriedly said: "I have followed the prince's instructions and secretly contacted some powerful people in the Imperial City of the Four Dynasties, and planned to instigate them to compete with other forces. Many opinions have been spread. Now that the civil strife in the Four Dynasties is intensifying, it is not that easy to quell it.
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I am afraid that few people would have thought that the intensifying strife among the four dynasties today could actually be attributed to this self-absorbed Eighth Prince.
Facts have proved that people are forced out. Since returning from Feipu Pavilion, the voluptuous Eighth Prince has almost never touched a woman. He rests for less than two hours a day and almost runs between the palace and the court.
Without touching the ground, he lost a lot of weight. All this was seen in Mu Zichen's eyes, which made him both admired and ashamed.
"Okay!" The Eighth Prince was excited for a moment, but he didn't smile: "This plan needs to be strengthened, and time is not waiting for me! With Zhongzhou's influence, it has already reached its limit by detaining the emperors of the two dynasties and more than a dozen super masters.
Yes. If my prediction is correct, the people in Feipu Pavilion will be free soon, which will cause another trouble for me in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."
Seeing the Eighth Prince wave his hand, his confidants quickly obeyed the order and went to carry it out.
Mu Zichen couldn't help but said: "Aren't you afraid of being noticed by people from all over the world by reaching out like this? It will be even more unfavorable for me in Eastern Zhou Dynasty."
The Eighth Prince sneered: "Someone will take the blame! The person who instigated the chaos in the Four Dynasties is the culprit. I am afraid that the death of the Emperor of Zhongzhou is also related to it. People in the world are not fools. The Four Dynasties, including the Twelve Holy Lands, must have
I'm aware of it. Haven't we dug up a lot of relevant strongholds during this period? No matter how fierce the trouble is, as long as we are careful, we won't reveal our flaws."
There is still a sentence left unsaid. Without such a fuss, would Eastern Zhou have a chance to breathe?
Mu Zichen looked at him for a long time and suddenly said: "Aren't you tired? I understand your anxiety, but you don't take yourself seriously. Looking at you, I wish I could break one day into two days, and use it in two consecutive days.
Eating and sleeping feel like a waste. How long can you last if you race against time like this?"
The Eighth Prince said matter-of-factly: "No, if the civil strife in the four dynasties subsides, who will save me from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty? The foundation of our ancestors is in danger, and it is my duty to do so!"
Mu Zichen let out a long sigh, put down the tea cup, stood up, and looked down at his nephew who was ten years older than him: "The inheritance of our ancestors is important, and your life is also important. You are not the only capable person in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
.According to your consumption method, even if you take nourishing pills every day and have me take care of you, you will suffer from premature aging sooner or later.
Sometimes, you should really learn from Zhuo Mufeng. He is the enemy of the whole world, why don't you still hide in the city lord's mansion and enjoy all the happiness? What kind of country and foundation are not as important as your own happiness? You need to be a human being.
Combining work and rest..."
Seeing that his nephew's face was getting darker and darker, and there was a violent aura about him, Mu Zichen knew that the words Zhuo Mufeng had stimulated him, so he kept silent.
To this day, he also knows some past events about Zhuo Mufeng and the Eighth Prince, and he knows that Zhuo Mufeng is the other person's worry and taboo.
Thinking of how some time ago he learned that Zhuo Mufeng had become the master of the Demon Sect, and that his nephew had a sinister and fierce expression that wanted to choose someone to devour, Mu Zichen secretly cursed himself for being a bitch.
After slowly calming down the emotions in his heart, the Eighth Prince changed the subject: "Have anyone from the Dongfang Family arrived?"
Mu Zichen replied: "I heard from the spies that they will arrive in the imperial city tomorrow at most. Hey, do you really want the direct daughter of the Dongfang family to be the queen? If so, I'm afraid the Dongfang family will become more and more difficult to cure."
The Eighth Prince: "Without the Dongfang Family, we can't clean up this mess. This is my only choice. When all the bandits are dead, I will have the good fruits of the Dongfang Family!"
Looking at his nephew's slightly ferocious expression, Mu Zichen felt a chill in his heart. To this day, he could no longer guess what the other person was thinking.
As Mu Zichen expected, at noon the next day, the Dongfang Family's carriages and horses entered the Eastern Zhou Imperial City safely. The Eighth Prince personally greeted him outside the city and brought relevant personnel into the palace. There was also a group of female warriors.
The staff escorted a carriage in the middle and went to the Pine Forest Villa in the Imperial City, which was used to receive distinguished guests.
The little emperor who was regarded as a mascot at the time is now in his teens and has green hair on his mouth. However, in the palace, he is timid and depressed, and he obeys the advice of the eighth prince, who is the emperor's uncle.
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All this was seen by Dongfang Changwei, the second elder of the Dongfang Family who was in charge of the mission. That night he wrote down everything he saw and heard in a secret document, which was quickly passed back to the Dongfang Family.
Soon after, Dongfang Changwei received the reply from Dongfang Changsheng, crushed it with his internal strength, and took the initiative to go to the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
The next day, an imperial edict from the Imperial Palace of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty spread throughout the world, causing uproar from all sides. The Young Emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty heard that Dongfang Xia Yun, the legitimate daughter of the Dongfang family, was gentle, thrifty, kind, virtuous, talented and beautiful, and planned to choose her as his queen to rule the Sixth Palace.
Job...
The Dongfang family has always been swinging between the two camps of the imperial court and the rebel army. The imperial court's blatant decree this time must not be wishful thinking.
There was also news that a large number of people from the Dongfang family had entered the imperial city before the imperial edict was issued. The rebel army was shocked and angry, and it was believed that the old Dongfang thieves had already been secretly communicating with the imperial court.
Everyone in the imperial court was excited and overjoyed. Seeing the collapse of the country, receiving this strong support from the Eastern Family was undoubtedly a shot in the arm for all the royalists.
When the other four dynasties received the news, they did not make any big moves. They still chose to watch indifferently, wanting to see how far the fighting in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty would evolve.
In Qinglu City, Jinghua Road, there is a mansion with a deep courtyard, green willows, and a lake washed with white catkins.
Zhuo Mufeng stood by the lake. When he heard the news, he was stunned for a long time, and finally murmured: "Is Mu Cunyi seeking medical attention because of his illness?"
Mu Cunyi is the nickname of the Eighth Prince.
Lou Linxuan smiled and said: "That's not entirely true. With Dongfang Changsheng's sophisticated calculations, we can see that although the rebel army is powerful now, it will not be able to gain righteousness. Now that the Sixth Path of the Imperial Court has been unable to attack for a long time, it will wait until the Four Dynasties free their hands.
If we come here, I'm afraid it will collapse immediately, so it is better to join forces with the imperial court and there is still some possibility of launching a grand hegemony."
Zhuo Mufeng smiled half-heartedly: "These days, even the powerful forces in the world want to ride thousands of miles away."
Lou Linxuan raised his eyebrows: "Weren't the Mu royal family also a martial arts family more than three hundred years ago? If the Mu royal family can do it, why can't Dongfang Changsheng do it?" After saying that, he glanced sideways at Zhuo Mufeng, which was profound.