Fish swimming around the world

It was quite a bit like a word that woke up someone in a dream, and Hekuotai suddenly understood.

"Yes... My father is unkind and colludes with foreign enemies to plot against my son. I can't just sit back and wait for death..."

Jiang Fan clapped his hands: "Now we are right against each other. Although you and I are rivals, we are definitely not now. Let's talk about the future. At the moment, who else is more suitable to cooperate with you than me?"

He Kuotai stared at him: "You are right, but this is only cooperation where each gets what they need now, and in the future."

Jiang Fan nodded: "This is a bit like a superior, so... have we reached an agreement?"

"What do you want me to do!" Hekuotai was not polite.

Jiang Fan smiled softly, motioned to Montaigne to untie him, and invited him to sit down and pour him a glass of wine.

"Let me tell you first, why are you so eager to take over, and why is your old man unwilling to give up power?"

He Kuotai rubbed his wrist, picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, then placed it heavily on the table.

"Hmph! He is a man with a strong desire for power and never gives up any power he has obtained. But he is already sixty years old and I am thirty years old. How long do I have to wait? Will it be my turn to take this position? I?"

"I still don't understand. If he works hard at his age, he should be around twenty or thirty years later. You will only be sixty by then. Why can't you wait?"

He Kuotai sneered: "A sixty-year-old man comes to power? What else can I do? I am already in my old age, and my ambitions have all been in vain. What's the point of this man coming!"

Jiang Fan thought about it and realized that it was no wonder that the attraction of power was too great. If you let a prince ascend the throne at the age of sixty, it would be a waste of ambition and ambition.

"Besides, it's still unclear whether he can let me live until then." He Kuotai's tone was full of resentment.

"Oh? What do you mean?"

He Kuotai said: "You should understand that sometimes the position you are in can bring you benefits, but it is also a shackles. Even if I want to wait for him to die, my mother's lineage does not agree. There is not only one father. The Yan family is not my son. Each of them represents a different tribe. Who doesn’t want to rise to the top? Even if I don’t want to, the forces behind me will push me forward, especially because I am the eldest son and the forces behind me will do more. Obviously, my father has long held a grudge, and the conflict is irreconcilable. "

Jiang Fan immediately understood. Indeed, some things are not a matter of whether you want to do them or not. Wasn't the Song Taizu in the previous life also wearing a yellow robe? Even I have no choice but to move forward because of many things in my current position.

This is obviously the case with Hekuotai. He must have experienced several games during this period. The old lion king was jealous of him and did not want to delegate power, so he had no choice but to get rid of his son.

In the face of power, family affection is nothing? This kind of thing happens almost every day in the Chinese dynasty.

"It seems that in addition to your ambition, you also have helplessness." Jiang Fan sighed.

Hekuotai picked up the jug and poured wine: "Yes, now that we have talked about it, even if we have a temporary cooperative relationship, you can tell me what exactly you need me to do and what can you do for me?"

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "We don't need to talk too far now. We can start cooperation from now on and gradually improve our understanding. First of all, I need you to help me pass on the information and help us win the Fuli Conference."

Hekuotai pondered for a while: "I can understand the secret message, but I can no longer get involved in the Fuli Conference. As you said, the Feng family replaced me. He is a very powerful guy, and I couldn't catch a move. "

Jiang Fan was slightly moved: "So powerful? Who is it?"

He Kuotai shook his head: "I don't know. He is a mysterious man wrapped in a cloak. His eyes are abnormally green. He is very evil."

Jiang Fan muttered: "After you go back, do a good search, but don't reveal the truth rashly."

Hekuotai said: "I understand that as long as I can find out other information about cooperation between the Feng family and my father, I will give it to you."

Jiang Fan nodded: "This guy is going to participate in the Fuli Conference. Has he been able to pass the test approved by the Wolf God?"

Hekuotai said depressedly: "I can only leave my giant wolf to him."

Jiang Fan suddenly thought: "I heard that once the giant prairie wolf is tamed, it is difficult to recognize its two masters. Can he control it?"

Hekuotai scratched his hair in annoyance: "Yes, I don't know what method he used, but he can. It's just... he seems to be able to control the giant wolf only within a certain distance. Beyond the range, it is not easy to use." "

"Is there such a thing? How far is the approximate range?"

Hekuotai frowned and said: "It seems that it is only within thirty steps."

"In other words, if you go beyond thirty steps, you can regain control of the giant wolf?"

He Kuotai was a bit arrogant this time: "Yes, in my opinion, it should be some kind of medicine or magic, which is different from our establishing a mental connection with the giant wolf."

"So close..." Jiang Fan was very curious: "Is this the secret between you and the giant wolf? I have always wanted to know why you can form a friendship with the giant wolf. This is incredible."

He Kuotai said: "It's a very mysterious thing. It is said that since the ancestors signed a contract with the White Wolf God, pure-blooded prairie nobles have had this ability. However, it is still extremely difficult to tame the giant wolf. Neither strength nor luck can do it." few."

"Contract? What's going on?"

Hekuotai looked at him and said, "Didn't you meet the distant ancestor Zakun at Qianren Cliff? He didn't tell you?"

Jiang Fan shook his head and smiled: "He won't say this, it's up to you to say it."

Hekuotai looked at him with confusion, but still said it.

A long time ago, the first generation of barbarian herdsmen appeared in the grasslands of northern Xinjiang. They fought with heaven and beasts in an attempt to thrive here.

The most powerful ruler among these people is the distant ancestor Zakun. He unified the grassland tribes, established a powerful political power, and even concluded a contract with the grassland wolf god. From then on, the white wolf god truly became the totem symbol of the barbarians and the representative of the power given by the gods.

This is a mysterious and unpredictable blood contract. No one knows how to operate it specifically. But from then on, Zakun's descendants and fans who have shared Zakun's wine and blood have some magical possibilities, but He concluded a contract with the giant wolf, and as a descendant of one of Zakun's men, Hekuotai awakened a certain bloodline and became the first person among the descendants of the tribe to conclude a contract. Because of this, his status rose, and he became more and more like an old jackal. Afraid of.

Jiang Fan was still a little confused about the mysterious bloodline and contract theories, but He Kuotai's words made him think twice.

"Then...you will do something for me during the Fuli Conference..."

He whispered the thought.

Hekuotai was stunned for a moment, and then became a little excited: "If this happens, it will be very ugly to the Feng family."

Jiang Fan smiled: "They are not ugly, but you are uncomfortable."

"Of course I want him to be ugly!" This multiple-choice question should not be too simple, and He Kuotai agreed without hesitation.