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Chapter 669 The Emperor's Son
Wen Yunfeng had bad thoughts.

Wen Yunfeng stood by the window of General Tokugawa's Mansion on the outskirts of Kyoto, quietly looking at the mountains in the distance, feeling a little uneasy for some reason.

From time to time, messages came from the Shinto side. It seemed that Sharon was about to start a counterattack with Shinto and Tokugawa Sakura.

This made Wen Yunfeng very puzzled.

He thinks that he understands Xia Long, that bastard, shouldn't he wait for Xia Renkuang behind him to appear?

There seems to be something wrong with his active performance.

Just as Wen Yunfeng was engrossed in his thoughts, footsteps came from behind him, and it was the shadow that had been following him.

Wen Yunfeng turned his head. At this time, the shadow no longer needs to be hidden in the dark. He is a middle-aged man in his 50s with a pale complexion. When he saw Wen Yunfeng, the shadow had a solemn expression on his face: "Mr. , ready, waiting for your order at any time, fifty people, according to your order, leaving ten."

Wen Yunfeng took a long breath: "Is there any news?"

Shadow nodded: "There is no important news. The Shinto sect is planning to attack our periphery. They are all irrelevant families. They say they bombed Gaoyang Palace in order to retaliate against us."

Wen Yunfeng couldn't help but smile: "Since this is the case, let's give up all those peripheral forces!"

Shadow was stunned for a moment: "Young master, you!"

Wen Yunfeng said with a smile: "It's enough to control the core figures of Tokugawa General's Mansion, Tokugawa Sakura, who took away some people, so, is there no other person among these core people? Those peripheral families are usually led by Tokugawa Sakura. Could it be that all of them are willing to submit to me? So let them disappear. What I need is not these useless people. Since the ancestors decided to Let me be the master, then, I always need to stand up, don't I? I know that many people don't accept me now, so I will use those families to make a move!"

There was a look of sudden realization on Shadow's face.

Wen Yunfeng clenched his fists: "Yes, give up all of them. In the future, I don't need them, and I don't even need these old guys. I only believe in me! People I trained! So, this Even if all these old guys die once, it doesn't matter!"

The shadow suddenly stood there, but Wen Yunfeng turned around and smiled, and patted him on the shoulder heavily: "You, the future is Tokugawa Wangri's position! I trust you!"

Shadow nodded heavily, and finally there was a frenzy in his plain eyes. He stared at Wen Yunfeng firmly, expressing that he would always follow him wholeheartedly.

Xia Long was drinking tea with Murakami Wende at this time.

Wende Murakami took a sip of tea sullenly, then raised his head to look at Xia Long, his expression was weird, and there was a hint of mockery in his tone: "Boy, you are really calculating, just turn the whole of Japan into a You get your private property!"

He said these few words with a bit of resentment, but Xia Long's face is not what it used to be now, he said with a smile: "If you are willing, I am ashamed of being disrespectful!"

Seeing that Murakami Wende was about to go berserk, Xia Long smiled and waved his hands quickly, couldn't help but stare at Murakami Wende up and down, and then said: "Old man, do you agree or not? This is a win-win situation. It is also our only chance, besides, can't you see that Qianxun Xue is not suitable to be the leader of Shintoism, and you are old, you should immediately go to retreat like those old guys to seek your help The way of breakthrough, who can you give the Shintoism to?"

Murakami Wende sighed, his face was a little dark, he shook his head slowly, then gently pinched the teacup, took a sip of tea, his face gradually became serious, and he raised his head to stare at Xia Long's eyes: "Boy, have you ever thought about what other plans did your father have when he asked you to cooperate with us? Although His Highness Prince Nei is not as good as Ms. Ying, I feel at ease with you here?"

Having said that, he paused and then slowly said: "It's not that I don't believe in Ms. Ying, nor that I doubt her strength. I agree, but I must get a guarantee from you, and only you are worthy of it." Do you know how earth-shattering it is for us to take such a big risk?"

Xia Long's face also became serious. He looked at Wende Murakami and nodded, "I can guarantee that Sakura is sincere, and she will definitely bring Shintoism unprecedented development opportunities!"

Murakami Wende looked at Xia Long, and sighed: "Actually, I also know that there may be someone behind Ms. Sakura, if that person is a warrior!"

The old guy shook his head: "Forget it, I will naturally make it happen, but the premise is that we want to win!"

Xia Long smiled slightly: "Of course, this premise is nothing. It's not easy to win? Humph! Let's give Wen Yunfeng something fun!"

Wende Murakami suddenly became vigilant, stared at Xia Long and said, "Boy, don't you have something else to hide from me?"

Xia Long smiled faintly: "After all, Sakura is the heir of General Tokugawa's mansion. After all these years, she is still very popular!"

Murakami Wende didn't know how to answer.

It seems to be the case!

Of course, Tokugawa Sakura is not simple. She is a girl, and she can directly pull out nearly one-fifth of the top experts from the Tokugawa family. You know, he is the only one left of the direct lineage of the Tokugawa family of the generation of the great elder!
This Tokugawa Wangri is not considered a member of the Tokugawa family, but just a servant.

Of course, his servant is no ordinary servant.

The status of the shadow twin stars in the Tokugawa family is incomparably transcendent, so Wen Yunfeng had no choice but to call him an old ancestor.

Tokugawa Sakura may of course leave a dark game in the Tokugawa family, and if you think about it again, it would be strange not to stay. Then, this is a strong guarantee for this operation.

Just imagine, Tokugawa Sakura can grasp certain information about the other party all the time. Although it seems from the battle between the Tokugawa family and Shintoism during this period, those chess pieces did not even play any role, but who knows? , Is Tokugawa Sakura waiting for a fatal blow at the last moment?

Thinking of this, Wende Murakami couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile and said, "In this case, I'm sure of it!"

Then he suddenly seemed to remember something, and said casually: "His Royal Highness Prince Jingu Naoki, isn't it!"

Xia Long saw that he was hesitant to speak, why didn't he understand what the old guy meant, he nodded directly and said: "Yes, he said it!"

Wende Murakami couldn't help sighing, and said: "His Royal Highness, the father of the prince, was originally a prince who worked hard for the royal family, but you know that the relationship between the royal family and Shintoism is very complicated, so basically he The possibility of inheriting the throne has been cut off. Since you are willing to help him, then, after this incident, we will ask His Majesty the Emperor to make him the crown prince! It is very difficult to deal with this extraordinary period. You know, he is the father of a saint. , there is no possibility of inheriting the emperor's throne."

Speaking of this, Wende Murakami sighed again: "Japan, I am afraid that it will not be your private property in the future, and it will all fall into the hands of your father and son!"

Murakami Wende's complexion became ugly, but Xia Long almost spit out a mouthful of tea: "Old man, don't talk nonsense, how did the education fall into the hands of our father and son, we are both in the hands of cooperation, what are you talking about?" Woolen cloth?"

The expression on Wende Murakami's face was rather resentful: "No matter what, at least, without the General Tokugawa's mansion pressing over his head, the imperial family must be able to restore the true supremacy!"

Wende Murakami gave Xia Long another weird look, and asked, "You really don't know?"

Xia Long asked curiously: "Old guy, what are you trying to say!"

"For some reason, it's not convenient for me to say this."

Murakami Wende smiled, Xia Long couldn't help rolling his eyes, then lowered his head and thought for a while, then he raised his head and stared into Murakami Wende's eyes: "I understand!"

Xia Long smiled slyly: "Why didn't the royal family make the saint's father the emperor? In fact, apart from considering the balance between Shintoism and the royal family, there is also the issue of establishing an heir in the royal family, right? Shu only has a daughter like Qianxunxue, so the future heir to the throne may be the queen, no matter how bad it is, if Qianxunxue and I have a son, if it is a male, you are afraid of me hahaha! My son When the emperor?"

Wende Murayama couldn't help snorting: "I think you may not have such an idea, kid!"

Wende Murakami thought that Xia Long would nod, but Xia Long smiled coldly, as if he didn't take the emperor's position into his eyes at all: "My son can't be the emperor of your Japanese, sir How could his son be a Japanese?"

Wende Murakami was furious when he heard the words: "What happened to the Japanese? My Yamato nation is an excellent nation. What do you Chinese have left? I think your excellent traditions are almost lost!"

Xia Long opened his mouth suddenly, wanting to scold back, but there was no way to refute it.

Indeed, the good things of the ancestors of the Chinese nation are almost lost, but the Japanese take the excellent things of China and carry them forward, and beat the Chinese in turn!

The etiquette, knowledge, technology, and even martial arts of the Chinese nation have all perfected the Japanese.

Now even Koreans are stealing Chinese culture with great fanfare.

Xia Long sighed, and drank his tea feebly.

(End of this chapter)