Mingren didn't say secret words. Since the other party was straight to the point, Zhuo Mufeng didn't bother to pretend. He leisurely found a stool to sit down and said with a smile: "You can't touch anyone from the Sanjiang Alliance." There was a tone that could not be refused.
smell.
The Eighth Prince and Cen Gang were both furious. Zhuo Mufeng's current attitude was truly extremely rude. A mere fourth-grade official could not be polite, but he dared to threaten the Prince in person.
But then I thought about it, people even dare to poison, what else can't they do?
The Eighth Prince said bitterly: "I don't believe you really dare to harm me. If I die, it will be useless for you to escape to the ends of the earth."
Even after reaching this point, the other party still dared to speak harshly. Zhuo Mufeng's face also darkened: "Don't give me nonsense! Anyway, you can't escape the fate of being killed. The rabbit bites people when it is anxious. Killing you is worth it!"
These words made both the master and the servant in the room suffocate. This is really true, especially for people like this, who are so lawless. The Eighth Prince's face changed several times, and he took a breath: "Okay, as long as you give me
This king has the antidote, so I can forget the past and let the past go."
Zhuo Mufeng laughed again: "It's empty talk. What if the prince crosses the river and burns the bridge? I can give you the antidote, but the prince must give me a handle, a handle that both parties can rest assured."
Cen Gang said angrily from the side: "Zhuo, don't push yourself too far!"
boom!
Zhuo Mufeng slapped the table, causing all the teacups on the table to jump, and shouted back angrily: "Master, when will it be the dog's turn to bark, get out of here!" The other party deceived Wu Yuanyuan about what happened last night.
One of the accomplices.
Barong and Fang Xiaodie had already told him that they smelled the "bone-corroding incense" in the courtyard last night, which was the world's best aphrodisiac. This allowed Zhuo Mufeng to outline the characteristics of the Eighth Prince's master and servant.
Conspiracy and conspiracy, secretly afraid.
Fortunately, he had given Wu Yuanyuan walnut seven-ring leaves, otherwise the master and servant might have succeeded. The eighth prince could not move for the time being, but in Zhuo Mufeng's heart, he already regarded Cen Gang as a dead man and would definitely kill him.
!
Cen Gang's face turned red with anger. Ever since he followed the prince, he had never been insulted like this before. He drew his sword and came out. Unexpectedly, the eighth prince behind him shouted: "Cen Gang, stand down for me and stand guard outside the door."
Stay!"
"Your Majesty..." Cen Gang felt aggrieved. Looking back, he saw that the prince's face was gloomy and he did not dare to disobey the other party's orders. He also saw Zhuo Mufeng's face full of disdain. He couldn't help but strike several times, and finally walked out.
When he passed by Zhuo Mufeng, he heard the other person sneer: "He is indeed a good dog, so obedient."
Veins popped out on the back of the hand holding the knife. Cen Gang's eyes were cold as he strode out of the door.
When there were only two people left in the room, the Eighth Prince also calmed down, leaned on the pillow, and asked: "What do you want from me?"
Zhuo Mufeng: "A reason that is enough for the prince to not dare to take action against the Sanjiang Alliance even after he is detoxified. Don't say you don't have it, prince. We are all sensible people, so there is no need to pretend."
The Eighth Prince shook his head: "But I really don't have any."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Mufeng stood up immediately and walked out, seemingly unwilling to talk more. Unexpectedly, this guy was so determined. The Eighth Prince's chest shook a few times and he asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong with me?"
I wonder if you would hold back and deliberately not detoxify this king."
Zhuo Mufeng stopped and turned around leisurely: "Your Majesty is too petty. Zhuo is not that kind of person. In fact, you and I can be friends, so why do you have to fight to the death? What happened last night was just a misunderstanding, but now
Zhuo was really riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he had to take this step."
The Eighth Prince secretly sneered, friend? Are you friends with someone who wants to marry your woman? Do you think that I am a three-year-old child? He said sarcastically: "Since it is a misunderstanding, just explain it clearly. Why do you need to bother with it? What is it?"
Who’s being petty?”
Zhuo Mufeng waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense. Your Majesty only needs to answer, whether you are willing or not. Whether we all die together, or cooperate with each other and continue to enjoy this colorful world, it all depends on your thoughts."
The Eighth Prince has always believed that he is superior to others. His wonderful life has just begun, so how can he be willing to die?
He secretly swore in his heart that he would survive this test first, and when he returned to the palace, he would ask Elder Shui to detoxify the poison, or contact the Sky Poison Sect, and then he would kill this kid before it was too late! So he gritted his teeth and said, "You told me, what happened last night
It's just a misunderstanding, okay, I will agree to your terms."
He has done a lot of shady things. Seeing that Zhuo Mufeng had already brought a pen and paper, as if you asked me to write, he was annoyed and secretly sifting through it. Of course, he couldn't say anything related to government affairs, so he
I chose something that was detrimental to my personal ethics.
However, Zhuo Mufeng was seriously dissatisfied and asked him to say something else. After some wrangling, the Eighth Prince could only compromise. Zhuo Mufeng still shook his head, thinking that the prince was not sincere and wanted to break up the relationship.
The Eighth Prince resisted the murderous intention and had to say a few more things. For example, in a certain month of a certain year, he met a beautiful woman on the street and played tricks on her several times that night. For example, he fell in love with an official's wife and threatened and induced her to sacrifice herself.
…
Each of these things is not a big deal, but together, Zhuo Mufeng wrote eloquently on several pieces of rice paper. Once spread, it will be enough to overturn the Eighth Prince's reputation of virtue accumulated for many years. For someone like him who loves his reputation as much as his destiny.
For humans, it is an unbearable weight.
Of course, Zhuo Mufeng was not easy to fool. Except for some events that were too old to be remembered, he asked the Eighth Prince to tell the names, official positions, etc. of those involved in detail for verification.
"Your Majesty is indeed the most popular person in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, I admire you!" After the ink dried, Zhuo Mufengzhi put the rice paper away proudly and gave a thumbs up to the dark-faced Eighth Prince.
The Eighth Prince didn't want to look at this guy anymore, so he closed his eyes and said in a voice between his teeth: "Where's the antidote?"
Zhuo Mufeng: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will send someone over soon. Take it every five days and you will be cured in about two months."
Two more months? His eyes opened suddenly, and the Eighth Prince almost rushed forward to fight for his life, shouting: "How dare you play tricks on me?!"
Zhuo Mufeng didn't care about his anger at all, shrugged and said: "I will always leave time to verify the truth of the matter that the prince has shaken off. This will be good for both parties. What do you think, prince?"
The meaning of this is nothing more than that if something is true, then everyone will be happy; if it is false, then everything will die and no one will play.
The Eighth Prince finally understood Cen Gang's gaffe. Zhuo Mufeng did not conceal his plans at all, and it was clear that he was extremely humiliated and ignored.
Die, this person must die!
He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked: "I don't understand, how did you poison me?"
Zhuo Mufeng: "I poisoned those two women and then passed it on to you." The poison he asked Barong to administer was not an ordinary poison, but a derived poison from the Wanhua Demonic Art.
He is the only one in the world, and this is his greatest confidence.
As for the two women, they had already been rescued by Barong and made them fly away.
Ignoring the trembling Eighth Prince, Zhuo Mufeng smiled faintly and walked away gracefully. When Cen came in, he found that the Eighth Prince was vomiting blood again, and he was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.
After finally stopping the injury, Cen Gang said fiercely: "Your Majesty, I will send a secret message to the imperial city right now. Your Majesty must cut off that bastard's head with your own hands!"
The Eighth Prince looked at him thoughtfully, shook his head and said, "Give the letter to me first."
Cen Gang didn't understand what he meant, but he still obeyed. Unexpectedly, the Eighth Prince made a little luck and crushed the letter into pieces. He couldn't help being shocked: "Your Majesty, what are you doing..."
The Eighth Prince said expressionlessly: "I have been poisoned so much that I have to compromise temporarily. Okay, I'm tired. Please step back." What he was thinking about was that you are the Emperor's eyes and ears anyway.
Zhuo Mufeng and the Sanjiang Alliance cannot be destroyed for the time being, so it is better to wait a little longer. The emperor brother will get the news sooner or later.
But he felt quite aggrieved in his heart, because the Eighth Prince had regained his sanity after learning that his life was safe, and he knew that the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty would not attack Zhuo Mufeng at this stage, and revenge would not be realized in the near future.
Cen Gang walked out with a face full of disappointment. Thinking that he had been embarrassed in front of all the guards last night, and that even the prince was very disappointed with him, and Zhuo Mufeng was responsible for everything, he wished he could kill Zhuo Mufeng with his own hands to vent his hatred.
…
In the yard of Wu Guanting and his wife, Wu Yuanyuan looked at the Eighth Prince's crimes and scolded him for being so shameless. Miao Qingcheng on the side also had a sullen face. As a woman, she has always hated this kind of forced behavior.
Miao Qingcheng suddenly said worriedly: "That man loves his reputation, but I'm afraid there's no guarantee that he won't attack the Sanjiang Alliance." After all, his reputation is false, and these crimes will not affect the Eighth Prince's overwhelming power at all.
Zhuo Mufeng said confidently: "At least for the next two months, there is no need to worry. As for the future, the adoptive mother can rest assured that the child has already made a plan and cannot let him mess around!"
Looking at his handsome face, the boundless confidence that was both good and evil, as if he had everything under control, was the only thing Miao Qingcheng had ever seen in her life. Even she had to admire that this man did have a fatal charm.
This time the confrontation was with the Eighth Prince, which was equivalent to walking on a tightrope on a cliff. But because of Zhuo Mufeng's presence, even Miao Qingcheng felt inexplicably at ease. It was really a demonic obstacle.
She glanced at her daughter who was sitting on the stone bench, holding her chin in her hands, looking up at Zhuo Mufeng. She secretly sighed that her daughter would never escape from the palm of this kid in her life, and said with a smile on her face: "In another half a day,
This month is the big day for you and girl Yuan, so it’s better not to worry about these trivial matters."
Wu Yuanyuan's face was full of shame and joy, while Wu Guanting was speechless and didn't know who it was. He was worried before going to bed last night, but now it's a waste?
As the wedding day approaches, important personnel from the top powers arrive in Gusu City one after another.
It is worth mentioning that except for Qiu Yue, the leader of Yuhuan Tower, all the heads of the other top forces have arrived, and some high-ranking elders are also accompanying them.
This kind of lineup is almost only deployed when Wanhua Tomb appears, but this time Wu Guanting is marrying his daughter, and his son-in-law is Zhuo Mufeng, so the heads of the various factions have to give face.
There are also many people who love to join in the fun and want to take a look at this rare grand occasion. As a result, Gusu City was overcrowded in a very short period of time, and warriors with swords and swords could be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.
The Wu Mansion has already made preparations. According to their status, status, and proximity, personnel from the top forces will be placed in the guest rooms of the Wu Mansion. People from first-class forces and shops from various places will stay in the best inns in the city.