Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

But there are also different voices, "Let's take a look first, don't forget what happened to Yan Nu back then, this Han is not a lamb to be slaughtered."

As soon as these words came out, everyone became quiet. Yes, Yan Nu had been in charge of Mengzhou for 20 years, but he was still pulled down on that dark night.

Those who were present at the scene in person still have lingering fears in retrospect.

They couldn't be more clear about Yan Nu's strength, but they didn't expect to die so badly.

Luo Chengtian's methods are no less than their Mengzhou tradition.

Everyone exchanged glances, and then one of them looked at Magan standing not far away, and everyone said nothing.

One of them wore a necklace made of gemstones around his neck, and a big man with a bushy beard stepped forward.

"Magan, you and the governor have walked recently, have you heard any rumors?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone stared at Magan.

Ma Gan glanced at the other party. The person who was asking the question was the current patriarch of the Mu family, an old aristocrat in Mengzhou.

"Yes or no, don't you know if you go there?" Magan didn't say much, but just said that. The expressions of everyone were quite dissatisfied, but at this moment, they couldn't say anything.

After Magan finished speaking, she ignored them, turned around and walked in.

This answer and attitude did not satisfy everyone, and several people looked back at Murray one after another, waiting for his opinion.

Murray looked at Magan's back with dark eyes.

"Huh, let's go, first listen to what it says, Mengzhou is our territory after all."

After everyone heard this, they walked inside.

Luo Chengtian arrived early, and everyone who entered was the first to look at his expression. He thought that he would at least look panicked, but was disappointed to find that he was still as calm as ever.

In fact, in the final analysis, the people of Mengzhou do not like peace very much. In their eyes, as long as there is a rebellion, there is a chance of advancement.

Although Mengzhou is backward, its hierarchical system is terribly strict. If you want to rise to the top and want your descendants to live a different life, you have to pay for it with blood.

From ancient times to the present, no one has escaped this iron law.

Outsiders didn't know what Luo Chengtian said that day, but when they came out, their expressions were much more relaxed. Even Murray and others were not as dignified when they went in.

Mars was suppressed.

At the same time, Xiang Xi also received a telegram from Lin Feng, which clearly reported this matter.

Before Lin Feng set off on this matter, she had already proposed a basic idea. Now that he decided to implement it, it was obvious that he had found a suitable candidate.

Xiang Xi was delighted, and quickly reported the news to Ji Xiuyuan.

"The opportunity has finally come." She pinched the telegram, her eyes shining.

Seeing how excited she was, Ji Xiuyuan smiled, took the telegram, glanced at it and put it on the table.

"You can try it first, you can't say it."

When Xiang Xi heard this, she nodded immediately. She understood what Ji Xiuyuan meant. If the person Lin Feng chose couldn't surrender, then they wouldn't just waste time.

It's time for these people to experience the dusty weapon.

For regional turmoil, diplomacy cannot stop it. Sometimes only by sending troops can the casualties of people on both sides be saved.

This is the last step, and Xiang Xi doesn't want to go to this step, but she knows that once she makes a decision, there will never be a second way waiting for her.

Soon, Xiang Xi sent a reply letter to Lin Feng, telling him to let go and do it, and she and Ji Xiuyuan will give full support.

Lin Feng was not surprised to get this news, but he still cheered up in his heart.

Zhang Shuo looked at Mao Feiyang and Lin Feng excitedly preparing to start it, and felt a little bad. These two people had never held such a political meeting before. Isn't it messed up now?

No matter what happens in the future, this head must be opened well.

There was no way, Zhang Shuo took the initiative to take over these cumbersome things, Lin Feng and Mao Feiyang saw that someone could figure it out, and immediately let go happily.

The first thing Zhang Shuo took over was to take people to the main city of Bazhuoer and bought a luxury house in the east of the city that was not very prosperous.

The owner of the mansion was also an aristocrat from Mengzhou, but his heirs withered, so life became more and more difficult.

In addition, those people in Bazhuoer City were fighting openly and secretly every day, and the other party wanted to sell the house quickly and leave to live in Suizhou.

Before that, Murray coveted his house, but he didn't want to spend money to buy it.

Where things were at a stalemate, Murray was about to succeed, but who knew that the news suddenly came out that the house was sold.

When he came to the door angrily with people, he saw Zhang Shuo with soldiers supervising the decoration.

Not to mention anything else, but the clothes on the soldier had already made Murray understand what was going on.

Murray's motorcade stopped in front of the house for a while, and he didn't get down until the people inside came out.

He didn't know Zhang Shuo, but Zhang Shuo knew him. Looking at him now, he asked with a smile on his face, "Patriarch Mu, why didn't you say anything when you arrived?"

Murray's face was serious, he didn't say anything, he just glanced at Zhang Shuo's shoulder, on which two golden stars were shining brightly under the sun.

"Who are you?" He calmed down a little and asked aloud.

The soldier behind Zhang Shuo took out his pistol and pointed it at him without saying a word, "Why are you talking to our general!"

The voice was hurried and loud, and he spoke very fast. Murray couldn't understand what was going on, but he knew that the other party had a bad attitude.

The people behind him also took a step forward. Although they were all burly men and looked extremely fierce, they didn't have weapons in their hands, so they seemed much weaker after all.

Zhang Shuo didn't speak, just stared at Murray until his expression calmed down, then he glanced behind him, "Okay, why are you so fierce."

The guard behind him hurriedly smiled and put away his weapon.

Murray stared closely at the spear in the guard's hand, his eyes showing envy.

Zhang Shuo pretended not to see this scene, but took out an envelope from his pocket, with a leopard head simply outlined with lines on the envelope.

"Here, this is an invitation card. Since we met Patriarch Mu today, let's just give it out."

Murray glanced at Zhang Shuo, took it without any hesitation, opened it, and found that there were two fonts in Chinese and Mongolian.

Three days later, all the tribal chiefs of Mengzhou will be invited to hold a meeting here, and the chief executive of the Mengzhou Tribal Alliance will be elected.

Murray's eyes lit up when he saw it. He heard that he was just panicked by this accident, but now he looked at it, and the spark in his heart seemed to be lit up by something inexplicable.