The rise of Tianzhu of Daqin

Chapter 196 Song Gushan's Actions
Marquis Wu of the Empire has his own interspatial ring, but it is too ostentatious. Wearing the ring, anyone with a little knowledge will recognize Ying Xuan's identity, so Ying Xuan never wears it. Now that he has a interspatial ring for nothing, Ying Xuan naturally Will not settle for myself.

The space ring has been lost because of the refining method, and it is extremely precious in Kyushu. Most of it is accumulated in the hands of the powerful. The number of the empire's possession is not much, and a space ring was blackmailed for no reason, and Yingxuan couldn't help but feel better.

"A dead thing makes you happy like this. It seems that you are not a person who is not easy to be satisfied."

Wei Zhuang couldn't understand Ying Xuan's complacent face, and couldn't help burying Ying Xuan, with an embarrassing look on his face that I look down on you.

"It's not the same, it's not the same. It's inevitable that you will be complacent about what you get for nothing."

Ying Xuan said indifferently: "This Marquis is a human being, and if he is a human being, he will be proud, and this Marquis is no exception."

"That's a real reason!" Wei Zhuang said with a chuckle.

"Are you really not planning to participate in the battle between the princes?"

After Wei Zhuang took over the Shadow Secret Guard, he realized that the way of the court is not so simple, everyone is very sophisticated, every word and deed is full of deep meaning.

He used to share hardships with Han Fei, the accompanying son of South Korea, and shined brilliantly in the court of South Korea. He thought that the matter of the court was nothing more than mediocrity.

It's just that at that time, he was outside the court, and Han Fei was above the court. Now he is also above the court, but everything is difficult.

The authority is fascinated, the bystanders are clear, this feeling can no longer be described. It is a feeling of fatigue that he has never felt before. This feeling of fatigue is endless, because even if he makes the most correct choice, the result is still unsatisfactory.

"Just now you said something wrong!"

Ying Xuan was not in a hurry to answer Wei Zhuang's question, and said in a closed voice.

"Where is wrong?"

Wei Zhuang was stupefied with his sword, so he asked a question, could it be wrong to ask a question?

The answer is naturally no.

"Benhou is not a person who is not easy to be satisfied. This is wrong."

Ying Xuan put away the smile on his face, and said domineeringly: "Not only am I not easy to be satisfied, but I am also somewhat greedy."

"The reason why I didn't do it was because I was waiting."

Wei Zhuang became puzzled, Yingxuan was very quiet recently, and he didn't make any big moves.

"Waiting for what?" Wei Zhuang asked.

"Wait for people, and also for news!" Ying Xuan said pretending to be mysterious.

"People? News?"

Wei Zhuang asked: "Who? What news?"

"Guess for yourself, it's not fun to tell."

Ying Xuan said: "The political situation of the empire, the people's hearts, that one is not for us to guess. If you guess right, you will get twice the result with half the effort, but if you guess wrong, the consequences may be very serious."

"Mr. Wei Zhuang, I recognize your ability. Compared with the 43 prefectures of the empire, even Jiuqing is much higher, but you are not as good as them. Do you know where?" Yingxuan asked road.

"It's the grasp of people's hearts!"

Wei Zhuang thought for a moment, and then gave the correct answer. Those people have been immersed in officialdom for decades, and their control of people's hearts has reached the point of perfection, which is not comparable to that of Wei Zhuang, who is just a fledgling.

"As long as you know!"

This kind of sense of accomplishment for teaching Wei Zhuang is really good, but Wei Zhuang is not a fool. After a while, when Wei Zhuang really enters the game, I am afraid that the opportunity will really be rare.

"Make a good guess. My people should have already started, or maybe it's over. Before you get the exact news, you don't have much time left."

Dongyue Jianchi back mountain, Jianchi junior uncle, sword master and Song Gushan sat all together, with sumptuous dishes and fine wines on the table.

"Uncle, now that the empire has risen and is above the clan, if I, Dongyue Jianchi stick to the rules, I will be replaced by others."

Song Gushan said with a sad face: "Wuyue clan, I Dongyue Jianchi is the leader, but after they take refuge with you young masters, do they still have our Dongyue Jianchi in their eyes?"

Little Master Jianchi's sword casting is okay, but he is a bit conservative in his work, mainly because he is too indecisive.

"Song Gushan, what do you mean, just say it!" The sword master stared at Song Gushan and said.

"The clans are all forming alliances and looking for friends. Naturally, Dongyue Jianchi can't lag behind. We should also take action." Song Gushan pointed out to the two of them.

It wasn't that he, Song Gushan, looked down on these two people. One was indecisive, not as good as women and children;

The layout is too small to accomplish big things, and the future of Dongyue Jianchi depends on him, Song Gushan.

"How about Prince Fusu?"

Junior Uncle Jianchi was a little moved, but he didn't know anything about the empire, so he didn't know how to choose.

"Prince Fusu is too conspicuous, not only supported by the Emperor Wuhou, but also supported by the Pei Clan of Hedong."

Song Gushan analyzed and said: "Dongyue Jianchi's dedication to Prince Fusu is just icing on the cake, and the benefits are limited!"

"The other sons, which one do you like?" asked the sword master.

"The other young masters, although they have the support of powerful families, are far behind the young master Fusu in strength."

Song Gushan said: "Sending charcoal in the snow is a beautiful thing, but it is extremely risky. In the struggle for the throne of the empire, the winner will be the loser."

"The other young masters don't have much chance of winning. Dongyue Jianchi bets on them. If they make a careless move, they will lose the whole game. It is possible to destroy the clan and seize the family."

"That can't be done," Jianchi's junior uncle said decisively: "East Yue Jianchi must not be destroyed by my hands."

Song Gushan sneered in his heart, you indecisive old man, the affairs of the world, the great powers relying on the empire to fight for profit, is the biggest thing at present, you can't even see clearly!
If Dongyue Sword Pool is up to you, it will be ruined sooner or later, and I will be the one to rise up in the world of gold.

Thinking of this, the guilt of betraying Dongyue Jianchi completely disappeared in Song Gushan's heart.

"You can't do it, and that can't do it, so what should I do with Dongyue Sword Pool?" The sword master asked with a frown.

"When hugging your thighs, naturally you have to hug the thickest one."

Song Gushan thought that he had finally come, and said, "Changge Marquis Yingxuan has power in the court, and Song Que, governor of Kuaiji County, is also Yingxuan's man."

"If you seek refuge with Marquis Changge Wu, you can join forces with Song Que, and ask who else can be the opponent of Dongyue Jianchi in the land of Wuyue, and then plot Kyushu. This is the best strategy."

"That's a bad word!"

The sword master immediately objected and said: "Yingxuan is a person who is ruthless and hypocritical, and has deep thoughts. Dongyue Jianchi seeks refuge with this person, and he is seeking skin from a tiger and bringing himself to perish."

The sword master knew that Yingxuan didn't like the sword master's lineage, but he loved the Song family's lineage very much. Besides, Song Hongyan of the Song family was about to leave for Xianyang. The Gushan family is the only one, and there is no right to speak from the line of the sword master.

"The strong are always strong. There is nothing wrong with relying on the strong and strengthening ourselves. Besides, after taking refuge in Marquis Changge Wu, we and his people have no reason to attack us." Song Gushan retorted.

"Song Gushan, I don't care what your thoughts are,"

The sword master said: "I put my words here today, Dongyue Jianchi will not be a dog for Yingxuan!"

"Don't speak so harshly. It's called being a man who knows the current affairs. Are you going to watch the rise of the second and third-rate clansmen and use the power of the empire to bully me, Dongyue Jianchi?" Song Gushan said.

"They came here if they had the guts. I let them enter Kuaiji County, but I couldn't leave Kuaiji Mountain." The sword master said domineeringly.

"An official status is enough to make Dongyue Jianchi a mouse-throwing weapon. If you do something, within a day, a strong man will come to Kuaiji Mountain and destroy Dongyue Jianchi. Do you believe it or not?" Song Gushan asked disdainfully. .

The master of the sword, Qu Ciqiong, said stubbornly: "You want to be a dog, don't drag me and my little uncle."

Song Gushan was furious, and roared: "Sword Master, you want to die, don't drag Dongyue Jianchi to be buried with you."

"Okay, okay, they're all from the same sect, so how can it be proper to confront each other like this?"

Jian Zong's junior uncle was very annoying, interrupted the two of them and said: "This matter will be discussed later!"

The three of them were not talking, they were sulking, eating food and drinking heavily.

Suddenly, the sword master's body trembled, and he felt the aura in his body suddenly disappear, leaving nothing in his dantian.

Looking at the little master uncle Jianchi, he also had the same expression, but it was Song Gushan, with a smile on his face, with evil intentions written all over his face.

"Song Gushan, you..."

Uncle Jianchi pointed at Song Gushan, his eyes filled with disbelief.

(End of this chapter)