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Chapter 162 [Fei Jie and Hypothetical Bingyun]

The emperor's mental technique has always been one of the emperor's necessary skills.

Although this is different from the art of war, it also has its similarities.

Soldiers who, deception also.

Go up to attack and plan, live in the imperial camp, but can take the enemy's head thousands of miles away, send troops to attack the city, take the lead, sprinkle their heads and blood, what a hero.

The emperor occupies a high position and needs to rule the world and balance the four directions so that the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the court is stable, and the country will last forever.

Naturally, it also means strategizing thousands of miles away.

In addition, the emperor also has one of the most important skills, that is, to control people, to know people, to employ people, and to use good people.

Key people, key points, and key things are indispensable.

Whether it is the emperor's mind or the emperor's power, Emperor Qing possesses both.

In fact, with his ability, he is fully capable of becoming a wise king through the ages.

It's a pity that his ambition prompted him to plan for more than ten years, just to get the temple.

It is all right for an emperor to have the ambition to rule the world.

However, he pinned all his hopes on the legendary temple. This decision was too hasty.

Even if he did find the temple, what could he do?

If you want to gain the power of the temple, don't even think about it.

A computer was placed in front of him. To him, it was just a piece of useless scrap iron.

Emperor Qing always liked to use people's hearts as a chess game, and set the chess pieces.

As for people's hearts, he can almost be said to be exhaustive.

In the huge chess game in the original book, the only omissions in his life were Fan Xian, Ye Qingmei, and the robot in black with blindfolds.

In fact, Chen Pingping's alienation had already been planned and prepared for him.

For Ye Qingmei, a strange woman from all ages, he can count, but he can't control.

Dormant like a winter cicada for decades, just to plan everything and gain the power of the temple.

It's just that he didn't expect that in the end, he was defeated by his own curiosity and died by Wu Zhu's laser eyes.

For the precise control of people's hearts, Emperor Qing had already reached a terrifying level.

At this moment, Yin Mei, the governor of Kyoto in front of me, is the best example of this.

The honeysuckle in the cup is non-toxic, but extremely poisonous.

Under Emperor Qing's calm and auspicious gaze, old man Mei finally bit the bullet and drank the candied fruit in the cup as if he was about to go to the execution ground.

Swallowing the jujube whole, I dare not savor it carefully.

Squinting his eyes, he waited for a long time.

When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that he was still alive.

In an instant, my heart was filled with joy, but at the same time, I was also full of fear.

Weeping and crying.

At this moment, only he himself knows how complicated his heart is.

Seeing his wonderful expression, Emperor Qing laughed, as if watching his perfect ending.

He won this game of hearts and minds again.

"Hahaha, feel free to drink, come, I will drink with you."

Emperor Qing also poured himself a cup, but tasted it slowly.

After old man Mei left, Emperor Qing's face was as calm as water, and he calmly ordered:

"Notify the inspection institute that on the way back to his hometown, he pretended to be a horse bandit and robbed and killed him."

Mei Zhili, who thought he had escaped a catastrophe, did not know that he would still die after all.

Between life and death, there are repeated reversals, and the ending changes again and again.

The old eunuch Hou Eunuch shuddered slightly in his heart, and replied:
"Yes!"

Although he didn't understand why Emperor Qing wanted to kill Mei Zhili, why did he let him go at this moment, but these questions were not for him to ask.

Just execute it.

The old eunuch bowed out of the imperial study, and his back felt a little cooler.

I have served in this imperial study for many years, but I am still not used to the sweltering heat.

In comparison, the breeze outside is refreshing.

In the imperial study room, although the decoration is simple and full of scholarly atmosphere, people can always feel the faint murderous intent in it.

So depressing!
For a while, there was no one in the imperial study room.

Emperor Qing poured himself a cup of candied fruit, took a sip, then picked up a secret folder on the golden nanmu jade dragon table, and looked at it carefully.

There was a fleeting smile on his face, as if he was quite interested in the content.

A few days ago, the eldest princess Li Yunrui secretly met with the princess of Sun Island.

And the night before, the princess of Sun Island disappeared secretly from the post station of Honglu Temple again, and her whereabouts were unknown.

For others, it is naturally missing.

But to Emperor Qing, this was no secret.

She secretly meets someone.

Northern Qi spy agent Si Lili!
This thing is getting more and more interesting.

It seems that Her Royal Highness probably already knows now that she can't go back.

After all, now Sun Island has completely fallen into the hands of Raksha Temple.

Her Royal Highness, the princess, has become a princess of subjugation.

There is only one way now, and that is to find a cooperative force and send troops to restore the country.

Qingguo and Beiqi are her best choices.

However, the biggest problem now is how to make the two countries willing to send troops to help her restore the country.

Emperor Qing put down the secret letter in his hand, and remembered the imperial decree that Fan Jian had brought back after the morning court.

Presumably, Fan Xian will receive the imperial edict tonight.

A good show is about to be staged...

at the same time.

The border between Northern Qi and Qing.

Huang Fenglin.

There are patches of maple forests with yellow fallen leaves all over the place, seeming to separate the two countries.

At this time, a passing caravan came from Qing Kingdom and headed for Northern Qi.

There are twelve carriages, it seems that the strength of this caravan should not be weak.

In these years, although the Northern Qi and Qing Kingdoms had constant conflicts, they never banned trade.

Because both sides are very clear that trade is beneficial to both sides, and each gets what it needs.

Therefore, there is no need to disturb the road to trade.

However, there are not many large teams like this caravan.

There was a rustling sound as the carriage pressed against the withered yellow maple leaves on the ground.

In the middle carriage, Fei Jie was snoring, sleeping soundly.

On the side, Yan Bingyun sat upright, holding the long sword specially made by the Inspection Institute in his hand.

That was Yan Bingyun's saber, and it was also his saber.

His every move, every word and every action, was so lifelike that it was hard to recognize.

It's the kind of noble temperament, which is exactly the same.

Looking at the old man who was snoring in his sleep at this moment, Yan Bingyun frowned slightly.

Along the way, he thought that the old man would ask a lot of questions.

At least ask his name, or his real identity.

Or pretend to be Yan Bingyun's purpose.

But the old man didn't ask any questions.
This made him, who had prepared countless drafts, suddenly feel that something was missing.

Isn't he curious?

"My lord, we've arrived at the Red Maple Forest."

A voice suddenly came from outside the carriage.

Yan Bingyun was about to speak when Fei Jie, who was still snoring just now, opened his eyes at this moment.

He grabbed it and put it aside, when he left Qingguo, Fan Zui handed him the luggage containing the clothes of the beggar gang and the stand plate, and jumped off the carriage.

After jumping off the carriage, Fei Jie stretched his waist, and slept soundly this time.

Looking at the red maple leaves all around, he was suddenly in a daze.

Finally, his eyes fell on the luggage in his hand, he finally sighed, and said:

"I'll send you here, you have to be careful on the road ahead."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and headed towards Beiqi from another direction.

"senior!"

Yan Bingyun's voice came from the carriage.

This voice made Fei Jie pause, and said with a complicated expression:
"Really, Yan Bingyun, when you are calm, call me Fei Lao, and when you are angry, call me Fei Jie, young man, please remember."

After that, I want to leave.

"Senior, won't you walk with me?"

"This road is too peaceful, it's not normal, my appearance can buy you time and opportunity for your infiltration."

Yan Bingyun instantly understood that he was planning to take the initiative to expose, so he said anxiously:

"Senior, plan..."

"Fuck the plan, he is my apprentice, so he naturally has his reasons for doing this, if he doesn't say anything, I just don't ask.

However, since I am here, I will help him make it. "

"But……"

"But shit, let's go!"

Fei Jie interrupted Yan Bingyun's words again, and headed directly towards Beiqi.

(End of this chapter)