Pick up a prince to get married

"Although Dongfangxiong has a heart for the world, he is a native of Yu State, and the land he lives in is Yu State. He cannot choose a force other than Yu State's power. Even if he wants to, he must need a Yu State power to dominate. He rejected you. , There are not many other optional forces in the country of Yu, and the only force that can resist the Three Kingdoms is the evil heaven." Shen Congming explained.

Lu Yi thinks it makes sense, Dongfang Xiong has exhausted all his tricks, wants too much, and wants to reach the sky in one step, "Cooperating with Sin Heaven is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. Dongfang Xiong is...too anxious."

Shen Congming's expression was flat, "The Dongfang family made their fortune under the hands of Dongfang Xiong. He was able to become the richest man in the country of Yu in the first half of his life because he dared to take a bold bet. This is the self-confidence given to him by his past experience. He believes in his own vision." , and trust your own judgment.”

"In all fairness, if I lived through Dongfang Xiong's life, I might be so bold." Lu Yi sighed.

If you can win every time you gamble, even if you are not a gambler, you may not be able to control it, let alone such a huge benefit.

"Actually, you can think, maybe Dongfangxiong has set his sights on the sinful paradise from the very beginning." Shen Congming guided him to think deeply.

Lu Yi suddenly realized, "No matter which party you sell to, it is impossible to give him the support to connect the Three Kingdoms, only the Heaven of Sin. No wonder he never considered cooperating with me in the first place."

"If you can show your strength to compete with Sin Heaven, maybe he will choose you too." Shen Congming said.

Lu Yi: ...

Shen Congming doesn't reveal his hole cards, he just needs to know that he has the hole cards, and he won't interfere with the rest.

"It's just, how does he connect with the top management of Sin Paradise?" Lu Yi thought. Sin Paradise is different from ordinary organizations. How did Dongfang Xiong get in touch with the Lord of Sin Heaven?

"You forgot, Yu Ji and Si Nu, they all lived in Dongfang Mansion before."

Lu Yi was puzzled, "What does this have to do with Sin Heaven?"

Shen Congming felt a little tired after saying so much, but seeing that Lu Yi still didn't expect the key point, he couldn't help but support his forehead, "Beisu Qiluo is missing, Yu Jisi's daughter Yu Guo is looking for someone. Inside Beiqiang."

Lu Yi repeatedly thought about these few words, and suddenly realized for a while, "The only thing in the Northern Qiang that can harm Beisu Qiluo is the Sin Heaven, but it is impossible for the Sin Heaven to have the strength to compete with the lord of a country, and can design Beisu Qiluo. Qiluoding has leaked her whereabouts from within the Northern Qiang, and there are only a handful of people who can know the whereabouts of Qiluo in Beisu, Sinu or Yuji, and one of them has connected with the high-level officials of Sin Heaven!"

Shen Congming nodded reluctantly, "Apart from the beggar gang, you haven't dabbled much in the Jianghu these years. Your main intention should be to directly determine the things of the temple, so you don't know the form of the sinful heaven, find sinful heaven to take private jobs, etc. The lower level is fine, but there is no higher level in Sin Paradise, only the master. And the master of Sin Paradise is well known as the eldest son of the Shen family, but there are very few who can get in touch with him."

Lu Yi remembered the sense of oppression that man gave people, his strength was profound, and his thoughts were unpredictable. Si Nu or Yu Ji could get on the line with him is also a skill, and Dongfang Xiong is also brave.

Shen Congming didn't bother him when he saw him meditating, but just drank tea by himself.When the cup of tea was exhausted, he stopped drinking it.He just picked up a book on the table and read it. It took about two minutes for Lu Yi to come back to his senses, "Thank you for reminding me, little uncle."

"I didn't warn you about anything."

"Ha." Lu Yi smiled.

Shen Congming guessed that it was almost time, so he got up and left the study to go back to his room to rest.

Lu Yi also went back to the room, just thinking over and over again what Shen Congming said just now. Shen Congming obviously wanted him to guard against Sin Heaven, but why did he specifically point out the leadership form of Sin Heaven?Who will report the news to Mr. Shen if there is no senior management?

No... Is there something I missed...

The white-clothed swordsman on the Daming Palace appeared in his mind.

"The most perfect puppet."

The words of the priest came to mind, only the master... the puppet...

A terrible idea appeared in his mind, and Lu Yi quickly overturned it. Impossible, how is it possible?If there is such strength, then this person is simply a god!

Looking at it this way, it can be concluded that he has that ability, so the little uncle has no high-level...does it mean that the high-level are all puppets!

The more Lu Yi thought about it, the colder he became, he broke out in a cold sweat even lying in the quilt, what kind of monster is Mr. Shen!

The man in the spacious hall sneezed.

"It seems that I don't know who is talking about me." The man stretched.The white-clothed swordsman threw a blanket on him, "Maybe he was thinking about your death."

"That's not very good." The man laughed.

"It's a pity that the disaster will last for a thousand years."

"Not necessarily." The man wrapped himself in a blanket and drank a jug of sake, he frowned, "Why not wine?"

The white-robed swordsman snatched the jug, the long sword cut his wrist, drips of blood fell into the wine, and the sake was stained red until it was bright red. He threw it to the man, and the man took the drink without getting angry.

"A message came from Jiuyou, asking Dongfangxin what is the role, don't worry, he wants to keep training for two days." The swordsman in white looked at the man and said.

The man suddenly laughed, "I didn't expect him to be so good, um, let me think about it...ah! The role of Dongfang Xin, I thought of it...you let Jiuyou take good care of people, and the things you should teach are the same If you can’t save it, don’t worry about the rest.”

He has always thought that one shot is one shot, and the white-clothed swordsman took the order and prepared to pass it on.And the wound on his hand no longer exists.

The man was very satisfied with the situation, and the white-clothed swordsman said again, "There is also news from the Twelfth Division that Yu Ji will sneak back to Lin'an."

The man said indifferently, this incident was really not a surprise, so he couldn't make him feel happy, how much he hoped that something unexpected would happen.

Perhaps to satisfy him, the white-clothed swordsman went on to say, "Military Master Xi Rong, is very special to Fei Le, who lives in Fengyue Xiaoyao."

"Fengyue Xiaoyaoju? A romantic affair? Bai Yi, when have you been so boring?" He lacked interest in talking about love.

"You don't need your brain, you can give it to those who need it." The white-clothed swordsman said lightly.

"Heh, I helped my nominally good second brother by filling the river. Why should the Xirong military division take care of it? Ah, but if it is the Xirong military division...it is really worth playing, but Dongluqi's family is still waiting for me, Ling Ling You're still waiting for me, you're so white, why do I suddenly feel like I'm out of control?" He said so, and the white-clothed swordsman also listened.

Seeing that he had had enough fun, the swordsman in white carried him back to the bed, and then stood by the bed and waited with his sword in his arms.

The man was in a good mood and drank again, so he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

Night, quiet, but treacherous.

The national teacher of the National Teacher's Mansion is very worried. Now Wei Huang kills people twice in three days.

He only wants to be prosperous and rich for a lifetime, and he doesn't want to die young.

However, all the letters sent to the master were answered without moving, which made him calm down.

"My lord, another one died today." The old slave came to report back, and the national teacher was shocked again.

The old slave hurriedly supported him, "Don't be afraid, my lord, just obey His Majesty's words, this fire will never reach your head."

Why does the national teacher not know his reasoning, but the one who is in power now is the imperial concubine!In order to promulgate the new policy, the imperial concubine has already killed a lot of people, and sometimes she is not opposed to it. Some people who get rid of it are simply inexplicable. How can this not worry him?

The old slave tried to persuade him but he waved him away, and the national teacher sat on the chair and couldn't stop thinking about the way out.

Right now, the priest is unreliable, so who else can he turn to?Shen Congming!He still has Shen Congming as his master!

The national teacher immediately had a backbone. With Shen Congming backed by a giant like Qishan Academy, it shouldn't be a problem to transfer him out of the imperial city.

The national teacher almost wanted to pack up and go to see Shen Congming immediately, but the night was getting darker and the city gate was closed. He was in a hurry and could only wait until tomorrow.

Before dawn, the national teacher took sick leave, and then went to Yuyuan Villa in disguise.

Shen Congming, who was eating breakfast, was a little surprised to hear that an old friend came to visit, but he immediately understood when he saw the things presented by his servants, "Please wait in the study."

Lu Yi, "Who is it? Come early in the morning, will you let people eat?"

Shen Congming put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth and hands.

"National Division."

After saying this, he went to the study.

The national teacher in the study knelt down when he saw him, "Master, master, you must..."

"I'm not your master." Shen Congming helped him up.

The national teacher was unwilling to get up, "Sir! Mr. Shen, please find a way to transfer me away from the imperial city. This imperial city is no longer a place for people to stay."

Shen Congming probably understood what was going on. He basically understood the massacre in Beisu Qiluo in the court hall, but the national teacher didn't know much about it. Shen Congming knew that most of them were spies from Xirong.

Beisu Qiluo wanted to swallow the fat of Yu State, but he didn't want to be taken advantage of by Xi Rong, but he didn't need to tell the teacher about this.

He was willing to kneel, and Shen Congming didn't bother to help him. He was just a weak scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken, and he really couldn't fight the old and strong national teacher with all his strength.

"As long as you stay still, Beisu Qiluo won't do anything to you." Shen Congming said.

How can the national teacher believe it, "Sir, I beg you, I really don't want to stay in the imperial city anymore, you can transfer me away, I don't want to die!"

He hugged Shen Congming's thigh and started howling, without the dignity of a national teacher.

Did Shen Congming suddenly feel that he didn't know enough about Beisu Qiluo?What did Beisu Qiluo do to scare the national teacher into such a fright?

Shen Congming thought carefully for a moment, tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Then make yourself sick and say you won't get sick."

"The minister has been ill for half a month." The national teacher said, wiping away tears.

"I mean really sick." Shen Congming said.

"This……"

"Or you want to die."