A big pie fell from the sky, which stunned everyone in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty who thought it would take a long time to negotiate.
However, there was not a single fool present. Knowing that Beiqi could not engage in a loss-making business, after thinking for a moment, they all showed shock and stared blankly at Qi Yuanyi and others.
Qi Yuanyi smiled and said: "Eighth Prince, I wonder what you think?"
At first, at the court meeting, I heard that the Northern Qi Emperor was planning to cede three cities, and all the Northern Qi courtiers came out to stop him. Several people, including Qi Yuanyi, thought that it must be the evil concubine who was causing trouble, and their hearts were full of worries.
But after listening to the Northern Qi emperor's strategy, everyone in the court was silent. Everyone had to admit that this was indeed a good way to get the best of both worlds and would be of great benefit to Northern Qi!
The Eighth Prince weighed the pros and cons and decided that giving up the three cities of Lanshui would be a good thing for the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, but it would undoubtedly help the Northern Qi Dynasty and strengthen its defense line.
But on the other hand, the strength of the Northern Qi Dynasty can help the Eastern Zhou Dynasty share the huge pressure brought by Zhongzhou, which will be beneficial and harmless at least within the foreseeable hundred years.
What's more, in this way, Eastern Zhou can capture all the six cities of Southern Wu and still be able to deploy its own external defense line. Isn't this the biggest goal of his mission to Eastern Zhou?
In this way, both parties benefited and supported each other, and even the emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty could not find fault.
The Eighth Prince knew that the matter was already certain, so he suppressed the joy in his heart and said to Qi Yuanyi: "I can't make the decision. I must send the news back to Eastern Zhou Dynasty and let my brother make a decision."
Qi Yuanyi smiled and said: "Okay, but before that, we can take precautions and discuss the handover matters first to avoid Zhongzhou getting in the way."
Obviously, in Northern Qi's view, Eastern Zhou would definitely agree to this condition.
The Eighth Prince and others took their seats and started a new round of negotiations. However, this time both parties were very friendly, and the goals and content had also changed.
Zhuo Mufeng listened very boredly and didn't know where his mind was going. He didn't see Su Zhilan until he left the palace at sunset that day.
As a noble concubine, it was impossible for the other party to bypass the Emperor of Northern Qi to see him alone. The Emperor of Northern Qi was busy with official duties, and it was already a great favor for him to take the time to see Zhuo Mufeng yesterday.
If nothing unexpected happens, Zhuo Mufeng knows that he will never see Su Zhilan again unless he can open up the Northern Qi Palace and take the woman out.
But after experiencing something like this, is his will still firm?
Zhuo Mufeng clenched his fists and his eyes became dark. No matter what happened to Su Zhilan, he must do what he promised! What's more, it was not her fault that Su Zhilan entered the palace. Only incompetent men would express their anger at her.
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It's just that there are still two and a half years left before the three-year period, and Zhuo Mufeng still only has that little money now. How should he fulfill his promise?
Returning to Qingsong Villa, Zhuo Mufeng locked himself in the room. He waited until Wu Yuanyuan and others returned from visiting the imperial city before they walked out again. There was nothing strange about the appearance.
In the next few days, because Zhuo Mufeng was no longer useful, the Eighth Prince did not force him to enter the palace. Zhuo Mufeng, Wu Yuanyuan and others wandered around the imperial city, during which they also met Yuchi Zhenzhen and Qiu Rongshang.
It's a pity that Yuchi Zhenzhen didn't like Zhuo Mufeng, so when she saw him, she pulled her daughter away directly.
That bitch Luluo seemed to have disappeared since she appeared that day. Zhuo Mufeng was too lazy to look for her, wishing that she would disappear forever.
In the evening of that day, Zhuo Mufeng walked alone on the street not far from the south gate of the imperial city, looking to the left and right from time to time.
When he saw a pot of plum blossoms on the window sill of one of the inns, his heart moved. He immediately turned into the alleyway, secretly entered through the back door of the inn, came to the guest room where the plum blossoms were placed, and knocked on the door three times.
The door opened, and Zhuo Mufeng flashed in. When the door closed, the two people in front of him saluted him respectfully: "I've seen the young master!"
These two people were surprisingly Barong and Fang Xiaodie.
After leaving the Dongfang Family, Zhuo Mufeng was afraid that there would be danger this time, so he secretly sent a message to Barong and Fang Xiaodie through the channels of Yincun and Haoqimen, asking them to come to Northern Qi and agreed to meet in the letter.
's secret code.
Zhuo Mufeng often finds opportunities to come out these days, just to meet the two of them.
"Has anyone else discovered your traces?" Zhuo Mufeng came to the table in the room and sat down.
Barong and Fang Xiaodie followed closely behind. Barong smiled and said: "Don't worry, sir, my junior sister and I are wearing disguise masks made by Hu Lai, and we are very careful along the way."
With their current martial arts skills, even masters like Wu Guanting would not be able to easily get close to them. With their disguise masks, Zhuo Mufeng felt relieved.
Fang Xiaodie asked: "Sir, is there anything that senior brother and I need to do?"
Zhuo Mufeng was stunned for a moment. He asked the two of them to come over just in case. There was nothing specific about it. Just as he was about to answer, He Ping's figure inexplicably appeared in his mind.
The other party was set up by himself and had no choice but to marry Ye Linlang, and he hated himself to the core. Every time they met these days, he looked at him with vicious eyes.
The so-called guarding against others is indispensable. Since Balong and Fang Xiaodie have nothing to do for the time being, it would be better for them to find a way to keep an eye on He Ping. Zhuo Mufeng said: "Ba Long, go get the pen and paper, and you can help me keep an eye on him."
one person."
Balong obeyed the order and got paper and pen.
Zhuo Mufeng relied on his memory and some painting foundation in his previous life, and quickly drew He Ping's face using sketching techniques, and handed it to the two of them: "This man, like me, also lives in Qingsong Villa. Yours
The mission is to follow him when he leaves to see where he went and who he met."
The two of them took a look and were slightly amazed. They had never seen such a realistic portrait, it was as if it was printed on it, and they admired Zhuo Mufeng even more.
They have been practicing for a long time and have reached the bottleneck period. They have long wanted to try their skills. After hearing this, they all clasped their fists and said: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely complete the task!"
Nodding, as this action was very secretive, Zhuo Mufeng didn't say much and quickly left the room.
As a woman, Fang Xiaodie was more attentive and frowned: "Brother, why do I feel that the young master is not in a good mood?"
Barong asked doubtfully: "Is there any? The young master has always been mature and prudent, and his emotions and anger are indistinguishable."
These words made Fang Xiaodie roll her eyes and thought to herself, are you sure that the master's emotions and anger are invisible? Looking at the senior brother who has become more and more superstitious about the master recently and has a tendency to turn into a crazy fan, Fang Xiaodie wisely closed her mouth.
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late at night.
A carriage slowly left Qingsong Villa and circled around the imperial city. Finally, a handsome man in red walked out of the carriage and entered a brothel full of people.
Under the warm greeting of the madam, the handsome man came to a quiet guest room. From the secret room of the guest room, he passed through a long passage and finally appeared in a small house a hundred meters away from the brothel.
There was already a burly figure standing in the room. He turned around and revealed a tall, long horse face with a goatee and a sharp look in his eyes. He Ping felt an unspeakable depression. He lowered his head and said, "
I’ve seen the three protectors!”
If there are people from the Northern Qi Dynasty here, their scalp will go numb when they hear this title.
Because the Northern Qi Dynasty is different from other dynasties, those who are qualified to be called protectors are only from the Moko Sect, one of the Twelve Holy Lands, known as the state religion of the Northern Qi Dynasty.
There is only one person among the three guardians, and that is Yue Mingxi, the "Sword Cutting Xihe" who is extremely powerful in the Moko Sect and ranks in the top thirty.
Yue Mingxi said calmly: "You are half an hour late."
He Ping was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground and hurriedly explained: "Third Protector, please forgive me, but for the sake of caution, I took an extra detour."
Yue Mingxi looked at him quietly for a while, and after seeing his arms trembling, he smiled and said: "You've done a good job, it's worthy of my respect for you. Tell me, why did the Emperor of Northern Qi invite you here this time?
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He Ping secretly breathed a sigh of relief, collected his thoughts and replied: "It's still the same as in the past, wanting to win over the Jianghu forces in the South China Sea. My subordinates have been cowardly these days."
Yue Mingxi smiled and said surprisingly: "Promise to the Emperor of Northern Qi."
His heart skipped a beat, and He Ping raised his head in shock.
Few people know that the Tianhai Sect has secretly taken refuge in the Moko Sect since He Zhongrong's father, and has been working for the Moko Sect these years.
He Ping did not know the inside story until he was twenty years old. After that, he met with his father many times the three guardians of the association. He was so deeply in awe of the Moko Sect that He Ping did not dare to ask any more questions and said directly: "Yes!"
Yue Mingxi was very satisfied with He Ping and asked: "Have you found any clues about the backers of other South China Sea forces?"
The Moko Sect has great ambitions, and of course it is impossible to only contact Tianhai Sect. However, unfortunately, the penetration over the years has not been effective, and different forces are supporting several Nanhai Sects.
Since the Moko Sect did not want to be exposed, they did not dare to investigate, so they entrusted the task to Tianhaimen.
When mentioning this matter, He Ping regained some confidence: "After investigation by subordinates, other sects are temporarily unclear, but the backers of the Luoyan Sect are suspected to be the Dongfang Family. Over the years, the Luoyan Sect has been in secret contact with the Dongfang Family. And according to reports, it belongs to the Dongfang Family.
The next investigation revealed that it was through a woman."
"who is it?"
He Ping paused and said: "The Third Protector will give me some more time, and I will definitely investigate clearly."
This time, Yue Mingxi did not press, but said with relief: "Don't be nervous, I know that because of this matter, your Tianhai Sect will suffer serious casualties. As long as you can find evidence and confirm that it is the Dongfang Family, our sect will definitely reward you heavily!"
He Ping felt scared and happy at the same time.
Perhaps it was because the investigation was very secretive, but Yue Mingxi made it clear and proved that the Moko Sect had other secrets in Tianhaimen. If he concealed anything from him, he would probably die without a burial place.
I am happy because, with the strength of Moko Sect, the reward Yue Mingxi mentioned must be extraordinary, and may be able to make up for the loss of Tianhai Sect.
He Ping said hurriedly: "My subordinates will do their best!"
Nodding, Yue Mingxi added: "By the way, in a few days, the Northern Qi Emperor will hold the triennial hunting ceremony. At that time, the Holy Son of the Moko Sect will be born. It takes ten years to sharpen a sword. This sword,
It is necessary to choose a peerless person to be the defeated general in order to consolidate the foundation of the Holy Son!
I heard that the number one genius and the number one young swordsman in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty is now in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and he is also related to the demon concubine. If my prediction is correct, that genius will definitely attend the hunting ceremony."
A cold and confident smile appeared on Yue Mingxi's face: "Think about it, only people like that are worthy of being the foundation generals of the Holy Son of our sect. The Holy Son of our sect is a genius, unparalleled in the world, and he has cultivated the sect.
The first magical skill, there will be no problem in defeating the opponent!
However, in order to ensure that no accidents occur, He Ping, I want you to monitor a group of people related to that genius and then report their whereabouts to me."
He Ping's heart was beating wildly. He didn't know what Yue Mingxi's purpose was in letting him spy on Zhuo Mufeng's friends, but he knew very well that Yue Mingxi must have evil intentions, and he clearly wanted to let him mow the saints of the Ko Sect during the hunting ceremony.
Son, step on Zhuo Mufeng in public and become famous all over the world!
Thinking that it was Zhuo Mufeng who had caused him so much harm and caused him to lose his beloved woman, He Ping was so excited that his blood surged all over his body, and he said resolutely: "Don't worry, Third Protector, I will definitely complete the mission even if I risk my life!"