Seeing that the first two had spoken, the third strategist thought for a moment and said, "Old Guogong, maybe we can consider other princes, you must know that the third prince is just one of the princes that Emperor Zheng values more. ”

One or two words were bitten very hard, and the old Yasukuni Gong did not nod or shake his head after hearing this, he also knew that the third prince was only one of them, and the choice of partners was the most taboo and wavering.

The third prince loses power and chooses someone else, which seems wise, but in fact there is a great risk, no matter how the third prince says, he is also the son of Emperor Zheng, and there must be more than enough success and failure.

If the three princes deliberately sabotage the alliance, or simply stab them in the back, then there is no way to regret it.

Just when a few people were discussing, the subordinate sent by Feng Mingjie arrived, and when the old Jingguo Gong heard that he was summoning him, he suddenly felt bad, this was the prelude to Feng Mingjie's anger.

What to do? Which strategy should be adopted? The old Yasukuni felt embarrassed, sat there without moving, and the subordinates urged again, and the old Yasukuni got up.

The three strategists looked at the arrogant subordinates, and there were sparks beating in their eyes, the old Yasukuni Gong was their master, and the lord humiliated the ministers to death, which made them feel ashamed.

The subordinate did not realize that his attitude was inappropriate, and led the way with his head held high, and did not take the flame of the three strategists to heart.

After the old Jingguo Gong left, the three strategists got together to discuss major matters, and began to analyze the power of Zheng Guo's court.

The three of them couldn't figure it out, so they conducted in-depth analysis around this topic one by one, and vowed to eat the problem thoroughly.

Lao Jingguo followed his subordinates into Feng Mingjie's room, and Zhiqiu came out to greet him, without a smile on his face, which made Lao Jingguo even more unhappy.

According to his identity, Zhiqiu should be sent to invite him, right, this Feng Mingjie is becoming less and less particular about doing things, do you really think that you can't do it without Feng Mingjie!

The clay man still has three points of fire, not to mention that the old Yasukuni Gong is not a clay man, but a big man who has led soldiers to fight, and the fire is still very big, the old Yasukuni Gong sat on the chair, and his face sank.

Feng Mingjie has been observing the expression of the old Jingguo Gong, and at this time he sneered in his heart when he saw this attitude, this is a person who has fallen into the well, hehe, is it really good to bully him Feng Mingjie.

Before the two of them talked about business, the sparks were already beating, it was really unpleasant to look at each other, but I was afraid that even if there were no five lives, there would be other problems in the cooperation between the two.

When the sparks of the old Jingguo Gong and Feng Mingjie flashed, Li Dongyang had already got into the carriage, he had better go back to Longcheng, and the matter here came to an end.

The next thing is to go back to Beijing to kill the Duke of Jingguo, and then engage Yuanzong, with a goal, Li Dongyang has a high fighting spirit.

"Is the old man dissatisfied with me?" Feng Mingjie took the lead, and it was Zheng Guoshi who died, and Feng Mingjie felt that he was justified.

"Hehe, I don't know what the third prince means by this? When did the old man ever complain about you? The old Jingguo Gong laughed dryly, and after thinking about it, he still didn't make up his mind to turn his face with Feng Mingjie.

"What's the explanation? The elite brought by the old man first injured my subordinates, and now he has taken five lives in a row, the old man asked me what is the solution, what do you think I should do? ”

Feng Mingjie straightened his waist, his face gloomy, like the sky before a storm.

"It's a misunderstanding, they are drunk and make trouble, and I will punish them severely." Feng Mingjie's momentum came up, and the old Jingguo Gong really weakened, but he really didn't have any money in his hand, and his waist was not straight.

Feng Mingjie sneered, looking down on the old Jingguo Gong even more, what about the power-leaning side, it wasn't wagging his tail in front of him and begging for mercy.

The two sat in the room and continued to talk, the more they talked, the darker the face of the old Yasukuni Gong became, what is the inch, Feng Mingjie taught on the spot, and the upright old Yasukuni Gong had a liver ache.

Anyway, when he left, the old Yasukuni's face was darker than Feng Mingjie's, and those who didn't know thought it was the old Yasukuni who was poisoned, and Feng Mingjie, who was in a good mood, was happy.

The clay man and the three points of fire are not a joke, it turned out that he had not made up his mind to find another cooperation, and when he got out of Feng Mingjie's room, the old Jingguo Gong made a decision, that is, to find another partner.

Feng Mingjie seemed to take advantage of it strongly, but in fact, he lost an ally, which made his situation even worse, and the proud and arrogant Feng Mingjie did not find this.

Next, Feng Mingjie continued to send more people to find the little scholar, and the old Yasukuni Gong also continued to send more manpower, if you look closely, you will send out the power of the Yasukuni Mansion to make no contributions.

Searching for someone is like child's play, even if you see a scholar, you turn a blind eye and do things perfunctorily.

After searching for another five days, the people in Laiyang have almost withdrawn, and there are only three or two kittens, Feng Mingjie realized that the little scholar may have left Laiyang, and it is too difficult to find this person in the vast sea of people.

Now Feng Mingjie is faced with a choice, whether to return to China directly to seek medical treatment to stabilize the overall situation, or return to Longcheng, what to do after returning to Longcheng?

Can the matter of his own poisoning be blamed on the Emperor of Long Yuanguo? Forcing the other party to find a doctor for himself, this idea was just a flash, Feng Mingjie gave up, Feng Mingjie knew in his heart that he couldn't enter Dragon City.

Feng Mingjie didn't dare to underestimate the Emperor of Long Yuanguo, maybe the other party already knew about his poisoning, and he had already set up a position and waited for him to enter the game.

Moreover, let Feng Qingyu know, hehe, Feng Mingjie has already thought of the other party's means, and he must have fallen into the well to make a trick to kill him, Feng Mingjie never dared to underestimate Feng Qingyu's ruthlessness.

The old Jingguo Gong did not want to stay to find people, he had already sent someone to Zheng Guo, and he would also send back the news of Feng Mingjie's poisoning, thinking that many people wanted Feng Mingjie's life halfway.

Facing the old Jingguo Gong who came to ask for resignation, Feng Mingjie's eyes flashed with murderous aura, after a few days of calmness, Feng Mingjie also understood that he had behaved, but he was afraid that this old thing had a different heart.

After thinking about it, Feng Mingjie decided to go back to Zheng Guo quietly, he wanted to return to China to seek a doctor to exorcise drugs, and it was too unsafe to go back with the envoy group, but this matter could not be known to the old Jingguo Gong.

Soon the old Jingguo Gong set off, accompanied by Zheng Guoshi, and one of the carriages was lying with the poisoned three princes, but the three princes did not see outsiders, and the whole process was taken care of by Zhiqiu.

The black-faced old man did not follow him to Dragon City, but quietly disappeared and continued to track down the news of Shanheding.

In Longcheng, Li Dongyang had already returned to the Zhenguo Mansion, sat down in the study of the Zhenguo Prince, and looked at his father, who had not seen him for many days, with a sneering face.

"Dad, does your face hurt?" Li Dongyang asked with a smile, "It's been more than ten years, and I can't even solve the case, your son and I solve the case in minutes, does it hurt my self-esteem?" Do you feel particularly useless? ”

"No, I think I'm amazing, if it weren't for genetics, would my son be so good? This is called blue out of blue, better than blue. Zhen Guogong stretched out his thumb and smiled a little smiling.

(End of chapter)