After listening to Murong Zijing's words, he originally admired and admired him, and couldn't help but be complacent about his unique vision.

Those who were not very optimistic about him in the past have now turned to admiration, at least they think that the kid is good, and his vision is broad enough.

In the past, although everyone tenaciously persevered in this barren place, the awkwardness and depression in their hearts were indescribable!

We are the masters of the Central Plains Flower World, okay? We are the rulers of the country, okay!

Not only did you bastards drive us to the Flood Land, not to mention a thousand years of exile, but you also put all the shit on our heads!

5. Messy China?

What the hell!

The "Rebellion of the Eight Kings" was all created by your so-called orthodoxy, which turned a Western Jin Dynasty into a miasma, and finally disappeared!

Our ancestors actually came forward to establish and maintain order for the sake of social stability and the fact that the population would not all die!

Ahem, although this is relatively reluctant, but the objective effect is still the same, there is no problem with this, right?

Everyone made up their minds arbitrarily in the direction that Murong Zijing had just guided, and when they were happy, they heard Murong Zijing speak again.

"Since we are authentic Chinese, of course we must do what Chinese should do! I think all grandfathers and uncles are very in favor of this, I see everyone's expressions, I don't need to speak to know ∽■ It must be so, because your grandfathers and uncles are not only Chinese, but also the best Chinese among Chinese!"

Murong Zijing brought high hats one by one to these patriarchs.

I have to say that Murong Zijing's agitation skills are good, although this hat is a little bigger, it is still quite suitable for the heads of these old guys, and they will not be allowed to wear it, and they will have to adjust it properly.

"That's right! I'll wait for the best!" shouted three of the four listeners, raising their arms. Showed off his muscles.

Although the most reserved Helian Xiong Xiong did not stretch out his arms or shout, he also bowed his head slightly, indicating that this son spoke very much to my heart.

"Since we are the best Chinese, we should do what Chinese should do! Although it is difficult to be better than our ancestors, we must at least not be worse than them!

"Yes!" everyone said in unison this time.

These are the people of them. How to actually do it is another matter, there is ambition, and it will not be unstable from childhood to old age!

"Are we going to kill back and recreate a situation of five clans and sixteen kingdoms?" Shi Dangdang asked.

It's one thing for everyone to be ambitious, it's another thing to show that ambition somewhere, so there's a lot of problems for everyone.

"Or are we going to do a big job here, divide this Siberia and build five states?" Helian Xiong Xiong did not reserve this time.

The other patriarchs who didn't even speak didn't ask, but looked at Murong Zijing; But he knew that since the young leader of the alliance had raised this question, there must be a ready-made answer.

"No! We can neither fight back; we cannot see each other! The former is a reversal of history; or it is equivalent to no growth, and it seems that it does not match our claim to be the best Chinese!" Murong Zijing began to recount his demands.

"Tell me, what the hell do you want to do? I'm dying!" Shi Dangdang urged loudly.

As the best Chinese, we have two paths to take.

"First, immediately announce the return to China, and then take Siberia together with the forces sent by China!

"Second, act now. Take Siberia, expel the governors sent by the tsar or something. Establish a unified governing body, and then consult with the representatives from China to return to China in a mutually satisfactory manner.

"Grandfathers and uncles, do you think that road is better?"

Murong Zijing spoke eloquently and left his two methods to everyone to choose.

Actually, he used a trick. Take the most critical issues as facts, let people accept them without discussion, and then whichever approach is chosen, which key problem is solved.

This is the return to China.

Murong Zijing knew that if he let go of the discussion. It would be good that three of the five people could smoothly support the return to China, after all, it has a long history, the misunderstanding is too deep, and some things are not explained by misunderstanding, but are deliberately done by those in power for some purposes.

The best way for these things is to let them drown in the long river of history, ignore it anymore, and everyone look forward in unison, move forward, let the positive memories gradually increase, and over time, those unpleasant things are really forgotten.

So he adopted a common roundabout strategy to solve the problem, and it worked.

However, his success is only a temporary solution to his internal problems, if the other party does not cooperate, or even intentionally or unintentionally opposes, his efforts can only end in nothing, and even cause bad results.

Because although these people have not opened up the unbearable historical insiders for the time being, their hearts are still haunted, and if the party that caused such historical events continues to act in the same direction, their scars will soon be revealed, and new and old hatreds will come together!

However, now this deception is obviously more successful!

Two of the four cannons categorically and immediately chose the second way!

These two people are, of course, Shi Kangdang and Yao Lei.

Yao Lei took this opportunity to strike two more thunderbolts: "Expelle the Tsar! Lao Tzu has long seen which governor owes a beating!"

Shi Dangdang asked to be the vanguard officer, who fought for him and who was anxious.

Fu Hao is still gloomy, but he also has a unique opinion, and said: "Our five ethnic groups first unite to take the whole of Siberia and establish a unified country, and then we can attack and retreat as much as we can, and it doesn't matter if the Chinese side agrees to agree with us to submit to obedience, is it not that if they are not unified, we can't say that we are Chinese? Let alone die! What are we worried about?"

Murong Zijing secretly paid attention to this guy's remarks, and if he didn't make a good fuss, he would make a name for himself in the negotiations!

The last Helian Xiong also agreed with the second method, but he suggested that the current state would not work.

"The second method is good, but it is not easy to do! I think if we really want to do it, we must make a big change! Now that we are scattered, let alone success, it would be good not to be destroyed by the enemy! Don't forget that our enemy is not one!" Sure enough, Helian Xiongxiong, who spoke last, saw the problem more comprehensively.

When it comes to the enemy, everyone knows it.

The governor sent by the Tsar is, of course, the number one enemy!

Which Ran Zhong has been spying on the side! That is a feud, the kind that never dies!

The last potential enemy is the Celestial Army!

Conflict can erupt at any time before they reach a common opinion.

As for those Manchu troops, they can be ignored for the time being.

These people did not have a good impression of them, and ruled out the possibility of cooperation, and at the same time, they also felt that the current Manchu Qing did not have the strength to cooperate with them.

They knew that the Manchus had little power to fight back against the attack of the Heavenly Army!

Murong Zijing was secretly happy in his heart, feeling that it was still people like Helian Xiongxiong who could guide the discussion of the problem to a deeper level, and relying on Shi Dare to be like that, he could only take the lead!

"Okay! Since everyone agrees to take the second way, we have decided to come down, and from today onwards, we will start fighting for the capture of Siberia and the establishment of a unified government!

"Agreed!" the four patriarchs were enthusiastic!

This is an unprecedented and unprecedented, great cause beyond our ancestors!

In order to help you make the right decision, I will now ask my teacher, Mr. Sergei Trubetskoy, to come out! He is a well-known military strategist! For the sake of convenience, everyone can call him Mr. Xie, and I will call him that, because his full name is too difficult to call. Come, we welcome Mr. Xie!"

This is also a trick of Murong Bauhinia, the original monk chanted the scriptures, and many measures were put forward from the perspective of ensuring the victory of the war, which was very objective and easy for everyone to accept, even if they did not accept it, it would not cause a backlash.

If it was all brought up by him Murong Zijing, others wouldn't know what to think!

In the warm applause of everyone, an old man Shi Shiran walked out, from the side door, I don't know if he was listening to everyone's discussion behind the door just now, or just came.

The old man was of medium stature, with a sparse sparse stand of hair on his brain, showing his intelligence and wisdom.

Murong Zijing stood up and asked the teacher to sit in his chair, and the old man sat down unceremoniously and grinningly.

"Hey! Hello patriarchs! I've met with everyone, so I won't talk nonsense, I only have a few words to say, and I'm going to find Changtian to play chess after speaking! I don't have time to chat with you!"

Seeing that everyone was paying attention to him, the old man laughed at himself and said: "Originally, he was a Russian lord, and he should not have made up his mind to oppose the Tsar, who made Bauhinia my beloved disciple? I don't care if he is a tsar or not, I don't blame him for exiled me here, I have to thank him for this matter, if he is not so bad, how can I see my beloved disciple! My disciple is a hundred times stronger than him with a toe!

"I don't like him because he's so ugly! The ugliest pigs in the world are a hundred times more handsome than him!

"To be honest, even if I don't go into exile, I have to leave him as far as I want, it's disgusting to see him!"

The crowd burst into laughter!

Murong Bauhinia is a steamed bun with black lines!

Knowing that you have a high level of literary accomplishment, don't make this contrast and exaggeration so strong, okay!

Before everyone could laugh, the old man hurriedly said, "Look! I don't have time! I just say one thing: You must establish an alliance of five clans under the leadership of my disciple to have any hope of victory! I am gone!".

(To be continued......)