Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 172 you come and I go
Fucha Wenbin was slightly taken aback, he could naturally understand why Jili was still reluctant to talk about his attitude.

Not to mention Jili, because under the current situation, the best result is to make Fucha and Mengcha feel that Jili is cooperating with each other.

In this way, no one dared to act rashly.

But Fucha Wenbin was keenly aware of one point, either, Jili had already cooperated with Mengcha Lanlong, or Jili hadn't established a firm foothold in Western Xinjiang, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

With a chuckle, Fucha Wenbin looked at Jili without flickering and said: "I'm afraid that Lord Ji may misunderstand, we have no other intentions to come here this time, just thinking that if the prince can give me a little face, we will have nothing to do when we are free." It must be great to bring your wife to my house for tea and chat."

These words obviously meant to win over, Ji Li picked up the teacup and blew on the tea leaves in the cup, and took a sip, "The tea made by my wife is naturally more fragrant, it depends on whether there is anything else that can make Ben Wang felt strange."

Fucha Wenbin secretly clenched his hands under the table, and when he let go, he had already suppressed his anger, "Fucha's family has a lot of things, and they are also complicated. It depends on what Prince Ji wants."

You come and go, and the right to choose is handed over to Ji Li.

Fucha Wenbin has the intention of wooing, but to woo someone, there must naturally be something that can seduce him. Jili is weighing the pros and cons, but Fucha Wenbin is also good at Tai Chi.

Back and forth, Ji Li was asking if he had enough bargaining chips to make him tempted, and Fucha Wen Bin's appetite for trialing Ji Li.

Seemingly talking casually and casually, but with hidden secrets everywhere, these two old foxes who have been immersed in the art of conspiracy for many years, like a needle point facing each other, finally handed in their hands.

"What this king wants..." Ji Li smiled like a fox who has become a spirit, raising his legs and shaking his toes slightly, "This king is not very picky. I heard that there are several towns in the east of Xijiang that produce tea. It just so happens that this king My wife loves making tea..."

Jili's words came to an abrupt end, but Fucha Wenbin wanted to laugh after listening to it. Jili's appetite was a little too big. The tea towns in the east of Xijiang happened to be connected to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and it was a coincidence. Most of them are the sites of the Fucha family, and Jili clearly wants to eat up these few towns.

"This..." Fucha Wenbin frowned slightly and looked at Jili. After a while, he was gentle and elegant with a smile on his face, "Princess loves tea. I think the prince has already prepared a tea house. I'm afraid there is no shortage of places to produce tea. There is a detail, there are quite a few refreshment masters, I don't know what the prince wants?"

The place where Fucha Wenbin said the refreshment master was also adjacent to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, but the place was small, the land was barren, and there was famine all year round.

Ji Li squinted his eyes and smiled, thinking that Fucha Wenbin is really a stingy guy. He only wanted a few towns. Not only did he not agree, but he wanted to use a town that has been plagued by famine all year round as a bargaining chip for cooperation with him. Is it possible? Dong Zhou still has to support those refugees for him?
Fucha Wenbin's Xiao Jiujiu was completely guessed by Jili. Although this town is barren and suffers from famine all the year round, there are many capable people who defend the western frontier. He would really raise a group of unfamiliar white-eyed wolves.

"Since that's the case, then we don't have anything to talk about," Ji Li put down his legs and stood up, "Come here, see off the guests."

After hearing Jili's words, Fucha Wenbin didn't get up, but asked Jili, "Can you tell me what kind of gift Mengcha Lanlong prepared for Lord Ji?"

Ji Li ignored Fucha Wenbin, and a hidden guard stood behind Fucha Wenbin from left to right, "Please."

There was no other way, so Fucha Wenbin could only get up, his face was a little hot, "Then I'm bothering everyone today, Wenbin will leave first, and I will talk to the lord for tea after I ask the owner."

As soon as the sick Fucha Wenbin left, Gu Hanxun immediately asked, "Why don't we prepare for the past few days and get up and go back to Eastern Zhou, after all, Xiaosi has returned safely."

In Gu Hanxun's heart, Lian Qingcheng's safety is the top priority, after all, this is the western border, and these two have made many enemies.

"Back to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty?" Ji Li was originally looking at the place where Fucha Wenbin's figure disappeared, but after hearing Gu Hanxun's words, he couldn't help looking down at Gu Hanxun, "Aren't you awake?"

Today's Eastern Zhou Dynasty is probably more dangerous than Western Xinjiang. Qianji Pavilion has already suppressed its edge and sneaked into every corner of Eastern Zhou. Without Qianji Pavilion, Jili is like a toothless tiger. How to resist the crowd? Wolf?
The first thing that is sad is the level of Baililang who is now in charge of life and death in the entire Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

Behind Baililang are all the ministers of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty who have registered in the Qianji Pavilion. Not only that, he is also implicated with the forces in Western Xinjiang.

Now there is just an opportunity to destroy this game in front of Ji Li, how could he not grasp it?

The water in Xijiang must flow, not only that, Jili will also muddy the water, so that it is easy to fish in the muddy water, and when the time comes, the claws of Baililang, the evil wolf, will be cut off, and it will be easy to pull out the teeth. Much simpler.

Lian Qingcheng was originally reluctant to speak. She saw the situation clearly. The Mengcha Blue Dragon in Western Xinjiang and the Crown Prince in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty complement each other. If there is any problem with the Mengcha Blue Dragon, the prince will It is bound to hurt the vitality of the Dao, and the chances of Jili returning to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to reorganize the Qianji Pavilion will be a little higher.

"You don't have to worry about me here," Lian Qingcheng said to Gu Hanxun: "After all, there is the gate of rebirth, after all, my life is still of some value to him."

Lian Qingcheng doesn't know what the value of his life is, but it is certain that he will not die temporarily at the gate of death.

Gu Hanxun sighed helplessly, his brows twisted into unresolved knots, "Then what are you going to do next?"

"We don't need to do anything, just wait for the reviewer to come." Lian Qingcheng said leisurely.

The Fucha family will definitely come again, because it is useless to just contact Nanhan. How can a mere Nanhan be compared with the huge Eastern Zhou Dynasty, but the power to win Jili is different.

Although Ji Li is only a prince, he has the Qianji Pavilion in his hands, which is in charge of the scandals of the officials of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. There is also a general in charge of military power, Wei Jili, who is at the helm. People, in this way, winning Jili is probably more useful than winning the prince or even the emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

Xijiang is a humid place, and it rains for several days. Because of his health, Lian Qingcheng stays in the house with nothing to do all day long, watched by two big men, and is not allowed to go anywhere.

Just when Lian Qingcheng was thinking about whether he should do something to make Xijiang lively, this matter came to him first.

"Is Ji Li here?!"

(End of this chapter)