Murong Qian sighed and said: "Actually, Brother Hongyi can't do this at all, he is high in the King of Yan, he is quite talented in politics and military, and now he has a heavy army in his hands, and the emperor is in his pocket." I have no military strength, and I don't have the assistance of ministers, so how can I pose the slightest threat to him? ”

"Childe's words are wrong! His Royal Highness King Yan is so overjoyed, suspicious and cruel, although he is brave and good at fighting, and has the talent to lead the army, but he is domineering and domineering, and he really has no ability to govern the country. ”

Zhou Zong pondered the deep meaning of Murong Qian's words, and after contemplating slightly, he arched his hand and said, "The position of the emperor should always be lived by the virtuous. The child's eyes are heavy, and he is the face of the emperor; With benevolence and righteousness, there is the virtue of an emperor. In Weichen's humble opinion, Gongzi should be the best candidate for the emperor! ”

"Lord Zhou, what you say is too exalting to me!"

Murong looked up to the sky and smiled, with a little indifference in his tone, "I'm just an idle scholar, and I have no intention of getting involved in this **, I just want to be protected by adults and have a quiet place!" ”

"Childe's noble body, he has his own blessed star protection!"

Zhou Zong bowed down, his voice was extremely sincere, "Your subordinates should also try their best to protect your son, and never let unrighteous people harm the foundation of our country!" ”

At this point, Zhou Zong's heart has been exhausted, and he claims to have quietly changed from "Xiaguan"

Changed to "Wechen"

And then to the "subordinates"

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At this point, there is really no need for Murong Qian to deliberately disguise, but after all, Zhou Zong was a person of King Yan, and he has always been good at observing words and feelings, and he is clever like a spring, for this person, Murong Qian has to guard against it.

"Then according to my lordship, how should I settle down in this turbulent torrent?"

Murong Qian's eyes were fixed on Zhou Zong's face, "Now, the imperial brother is in power to the government and the opposition......"

"The throne of the emperor is never an easy thing to take! Although His Royal Highness King Yan has a general trend, he ......"

Zhou Zong looked at Murong Qian deeply, and said word by word, "Time has changed, who would have expected the variables in the future?" ”

"I came here today just to inform the adults, and if I can be taken care of by the adults, I won't die in the future! I just want to read more Wenmo after wasting some years! ”

Murong Qian looked at the green smoke that gradually dissipated in the teacups, and after being silent for a long time, a little azure slowly appeared on his face, "This tea is also cold!" I've been bothering you for a long time, and I think it's time to leave! ”

Zhou Zong didn't do much to keep him, and after sending Murong Qian on the horse, he seemed to suddenly remember something: "The house has recently had the honor to invite Mo Sheng, who is known as the "painting fairy", as a guest, and in his spare time, if the prince is interested, he can go to the mansion to meet friends with texts, in order to find a quiet place!" ”

"Painting immortals?"

Murong Qian remembered the wonderful pen Danqing treasured in the palace, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, "The first painter of the Central Plains - Mo Sheng!" ”

"That's the man!"

Zhou Zong nodded.

"Today I am really tired, untidy, and not in good shape."

Murong Qian turned over and was about to get off his horse and enter the mansion, when he looked down and saw that his overly gorgeous clothes were a little inappropriate, he groaned and said, "I hope that Lord Mo will tell Mr. Mo that I will definitely visit another day!" ”

Zhou Zong leaned over and said goodbye: "The son has been tossing for a day, and I hope to go back to rest early and take care of my body!" ”

Murong Qian was in a bright mood, laughed loudly, and spurred the horse away.

Zhou Zong respectfully bid farewell to Murong Qian, turned around, his face suddenly gloomy, and whispered to his close attendants: "Call Liu Ruomeng into the mansion!" ”