Early in the morning, the entire Nanchunxi Street was full of soldiers of the Armor-Breaking Army and the Xuanwolf Army, and the attachés of the eight tribes were already standing outside the six government offices, especially at the gate of the government of the Ministry of Officials, and the important members of all the departments of the court and the central government were waiting outside the government yamen.

In the main hall of the government, the elders and deacons of the eight tribes, as well as the secretaries and servants of the various ministries sat in the hall in turn, and the people sitting at the bottom were Yang Zhentian of the General Mansion of the Broken Army and Cui Yuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Officials. According to the practice of previous years, the deacons of each ministry only need to go to the household department to receive the goods and food of each department, and have nothing to do with the ministry.

At this moment, King Yong sat on the main seat, his eyes closed, and his right hand pinched his eyebrows. The matter of the eight tribes receiving money and food is not the fundamental reason why he is here at the moment, although he has already read the list drawn up by the officials last night, but in order to make extraneous branches, he still sits in person, so as not to be secretly evil.

"Shenlong Clan: Cao Jun

Vientiane tribe: Zhu Dong

Feihe tribe: Xie Xiaofei

Blood Lion Clan: Wang Yuechao

Frostwolf Clan: Zi Min Hong

Xihai Clan: Murong Ji

Red Eagle Clan: Wan Fan

Kunwu Tribe: Feng Jiu Chen'

King Yong glanced at the list of eight tribes in his hand, although there were some first-time entries from last night's hand, the Feihe tribe replaced the original ordinary attaché with a Xie valve person, and the Kunwu tribe actually sent a not very famous phoenix valve.

"If you have any thoughts on this list, even if you put it forward, it doesn't hurt for us to discuss it again." Cui Yuan, the secretary of the ministry, frowned, looked down at King Yong, who was in deep thought, coughed lightly, and asked the tribes behind him.

The elders and deacons of the various tribes who had originally bowed their heads and whispered privately held the list of the eight clans investigating the "Yuntian Sect's matter" in their hands, and they all nodded in agreement, this list had actually been sent to the tribe courtyards last night. Today's meeting in the palace of the Ministry of Officials is just to make the final word, if there is no opposition from either side, these eight will follow the imperial envoy to Tianyun Mountain.

Cui Yuan looked at King Yong's still closed eyes, and he didn't dare to step forward to disturb, so he had to turn sideways and smile at Yang Zhentian on the left, "General Yang, what do you think about this..."

He didn't dare to say anything about it, after all, King Yong was still sitting in the hall, and Cui Yuan had to ask Yang Zhentian for help in a low voice, hoping that the Broken Military Mansion could take the lead in speaking out, so that he could get out of this embarrassing situation as soon as possible. Cui Yuan himself understood that even if everyone in the eight tribes was satisfied with this list, if he did not get the approval of King Yong, he would have endless troubles.

However, Yang Zhentian, who was sitting on the side, seemed unwilling to accept his words, after all, the Armor Breaking Army's attendance to agree on the list of the eight clans this time was purely a foil. What's more, Yang Zhentian didn't want to offend King Yong again because of this matter, even if the two of them had a bit of a collision in the main hall of Linze Palace the day before, but he was for the Li Dynasty after all.

But Yang Zhentian also knows Cui Yuan's difficulties, after all, among the six Zhengqing, he is the only one who is upright. Although the officials of the various ministries in the court and the officials of the prefectures and counties were surveyed due to the investigation of the ministry, Cui Yuan had done quite well in the past few years, and not all the appointments proposed by King Yong would be reported to the Longque Palace.

"Cui Shangshu's list, are the elders and deacons satisfied?" Although Yang Zhentian was asking the eight tribes for advice, his eyes turned to the main throne and quietly looked at the King of Yong with a sad face in front of him.

As soon as Yang Zhentian's words fell, King Yong felt the other party's expression, even if it was just a pair of soft eyes, but at this moment, it was still very sharp in King Yong's eyes. He moved his gaze to Du Pingye in the second position on his right hand, trying his best to restrain the anger in his heart, although there was a trace of sadness on his face, he still covered up the anger in his heart.

From the moment King Yong had just stepped into the palace of the Ministry of Officials, he learned from the mouth of the personal guard behind him that a team of chariots and horses had driven out of Zhengyangmen at the same time as the elders and deacons of the Eight Tribes left the imperial city, and went straight to Tuming Mountain north of Longcheng. He originally thought that Du Pingye would not be able to resist the imperial brother at all, and Yun Ruowu would eventually stay in the imperial city, but he never thought that Du Yun would actually insert a bar in the middle and ruin his own good deeds.

He had already ordered the Wu brothers to lead a large group of Xuanwolf Army to lurk in the Luochuan Wasteland in the northwest of Dragon City, but he didn't expect Du Pingye to let his subordinates choose Tu Ming Mountain, which is a steep mountain north of the city.

"Since the elders and deacons of all ethnic groups have no objection to this list, Cui Shangshu will follow this list." King Yong turned his right hand and moved his body slightly, looking at the people in the hall.

Finally hearing King Yong's reply, Cui Yuan's tense face finally relaxed, he got up and arched his hand to King Yong, facing the people of the eight tribes, and said loudly, "Since everyone has no objections, this official will ask His Majesty the Emperor, and the representatives of the eight tribes and the envoys composed of the two armies can go straight to Tianyun Mountain tomorrow." ”

Everyone from the various tribes nodded with satisfaction, although they clearly supported the Li Clan's royal family to thoroughly investigate the affairs of the Yuntian Sect, but after all, the sect in the Southwest Realm had been destroyed, and the various clans wanted to get a piece of the pie. Even the Flying Crane, Kunwu, and Frostwolf clans, far north to the north, sent representatives.

Cui Yuan sat back in the banquet room with a sigh of relief, and King Yong's right hand gently sent down the armrest on the wooden chair, "It's not appropriate." ”

"What's wrong?" Yang Zhentian turned his head to look at King Yong.

Even Cui Yuan, who had just returned to his seat, had a stiff face, and everyone of the eight clans in the hall looked at the main seat in confusion. It was originally agreed upon by all ethnic groups, and the representatives of the eight ethnic groups were carefully selected by the clan, and the word "inappropriate" of King Yong pricked everyone's nerves.

"There's a problem with this list?" Cui Yuan gasped and asked timidly. Although he was not afraid of His Royal Highness the Prince in front of him on weekdays, after all, the list involved the affairs of the eight clans, and if there was the slightest mistake, he would not be able to explain it to Emperor Ming.

"There's nothing wrong with this list." King Yong said lightly, he moved his gaze to Zhang Jiuji on his side, and said with a calm expression, "This king heard that Prince Long has been very close to that little brother of Yuntian Sect recently. ”

"Hahaha..."Zhang Jiuji didn't want to participate in this boring regular meeting, he was more interested in going to Dragon City with Yun Ruowu and Jian Mingyue, they made a lot of trouble in the city every day, and they didn't put those second generations of officials and rich second generations in Dragon City in their eyes at all, all of this couldn't escape the eyes of King Yong's Mansion." I didn't expect that His Royal Highness King Yong was so concerned about the matter of Jiuji. ”

Liu Xingyun, who was sitting behind Zhang Jiu's fuselage, coughed lightly and said in a low voice, "Be careful to answer... This person is not to be taken lightly. ”

Zhang Jiuji turned his head and whispered softly, "Got it, Elder Liu, this palace has its own measure. ”

"I don't know, where does the Prince of Nine Machines plan to go to have fun with that little brother of the Cloud Heaven Sect today?" Although King Yong was still smiling, the corner of his eye had already swept over Du Pingye on Zhang Jiu's side.

Sending Yun Ruowu out of the city, and ordering the people of the Remnant Sword Tower to guard him, even if he did it secretly, it was impossible for no one to know about it. Du Pingye had long known that some of the eight tribes would attack him, but what he didn't expect was King Yong, and it was at the hall meeting of the officials.