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Song Yang stopped.

The old man's gaze fell on the huge package behind Song Yang: "Want to go out?" I came just in time to miss you. ”

Song Yang still has that relaxed look, just like when he laughed with Rong Youquan outside the Yin family stack two years ago: "Looking for me? Something? Who are you? ”

"My surname is Gu, Gu Zhaojun, I came from Yan Kingdom, and I will talk to you for a few words." As he spoke, he turned around, and walked from facing each other to walking side by side with Song Yang: "You have something to do, don't delay you, go with you for a while, I'll leave after I finish speaking." ”

Song Yang hesitated slightly, stepped forward again, and said lightly: "Zhaojun is a good name." ”

The two of them walked side by side, and the old man was in Song Yang's afterglow, but Song Yang inexplicably had an inexplicable feeling of 'unreal', this Gu Zhaojun was uncomfortable from his footsteps to his speech, as if he was not a real person, just a shadow.

After walking for a while, Gu Zhaojun spoke, abruptly and inexplicably: "There is something I have never figured out, how do you know your life experience?" ”

Before the accident, Prime Minister Fu handed over the errand of 'getting rid of the demon star' to Gu Zhaojun, and the killer Nan Rong Youquan with the pseudonym 'Rong Youquan' was also sent by the surname Gu, and Gu Zhaojun saw everything in his eyes: Nan Rong Youquan only said that the person he was looking for was Taiyi You, and Song Yang understood that the other party was a killer who came to ask for his surname; after getting rid of the killer, Song Yang did not run away, and continued to live a stable life in the town.

Gu Zhaojun deliberated on the before and after...... Unless Song Yang knew that he was a 'Heavenly Demon Star', knew that his 'surname was Fu', and knew that Prime Minister Fu was uprooted by the emperor. There are three 'knows' in a row, the last one is not a secret, everyone knows it, the second one may also be revealed by Mrs. You, but the first one 'knows', there is no reason for it.

"Seven years ago, when I was ten years old, a fat man surnamed Xie came to the door and told me everything." Song Yang blamed everything on the dead man, and there was no proof of death. Knowing that Fu Laosi is a demon star, he found that he was still alive and was able to find him...... The snake in front of Emperor Dayan, surnamed Xie, had this ability.

Gu Zhaojun believed it, but he was still puzzled: "Is it Xie Fatty?" What is he trying to do here? ”

Song Yang responded confidently: "How do I know." ”

After a person dies, no matter how much he investigates, it is useless, Gu Zhaojun is no longer nerve-wracking, so he diverted the topic: "You are a smart person, you should be able to understand that no matter who you are, if you can sit in a high position as prime minister and sit for decades, then this person will definitely have many friends." These friends are divided into two kinds, the first is in Ming, most of them are his colleagues and protégés, who are clear and clear at a glance; The other is in the dark, which is not so easy to see clearly. ”

"As for these friends in the shadows, they are also divided into two kinds. The first is die-hard loyalty, as long as the prime minister gives an order, they can do anything, these people are scattered all over the world, maybe the leader of a Jianghu sect, maybe the general of a border army, or the old bustard of a Qinglou. You should understand that no matter which high-ranking official, there will definitely be such a group of people under him. However, the second kind of friends are more important than those diehards, they are the real ...... of the prime minister Patron. ”

After speaking, Gu Zhaojun fell silent, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he smiled and boasted to himself: "Well, backer, this word is used very well, it is backer." ”

Song Yang raised his eyebrows: "The prime minister's backer? ”

Gu Zhaojun nodded, didn't explain in detail, but gave some examples: "For example, they are very rich, and they have enough money to fill up Yanxi Lake and build a Xiaonan Mountain; Another example is that they control several industries, silk, tea, and even iron and horses, but even silk farmers, tea merchants, and blacksmiths do not know that their own business is actually in the hands of others...... The sound of the voice, the elephant is invisible, and the real great power in the world is hidden behind the court and cannot be seen. ”

These words may be obscure and unimaginable for a Nanli boy; But it is not difficult for Song Yang, who has been a human being in two lives and a thousand years apart. For the big chaebols, who control the lifeblood of the economy, politics and power are just tools for them to balance their interests.

"What are you looking for me to do?" Song Yang was tired of hearing it and got straight to the point.

Gu Zhaojun shrugged his shoulders: "I thought you would ask first, what kind of friend of your father am I." ”

Song Yang shook his head: "You also said that I know what my surname is." This sentence is a little inexplicable, but both of them understand its meaning, and Song Yang has nothing to do with the surname Fu anymore.

"Don't worry, let me finish speaking." Gu Zhaojun didn't mean to be in a hurry: "As I just said, there is a group of die-hard people under Prime Minister Fu, although the Fu family has fallen, they are hiding in the shadows, and they were not affected at that time. Of course, Emperor Jingtai has been doing his best to eradicate them, and I have spent a lot of energy and thought to finally save and suppress these people...... I've been busy with this for the past two years. However, it is a pity that they are all die-hard loyalists and only obey the orders of the Fu family. ”

Speaking of this, Gu Zhaojun's words changed: "Actually, whatever you want to have a surname, it doesn't matter." The point is, you are the fourth son of Fu Qianxun, and that's enough. ”

Finally getting to the point, Song Yang laughed: "The power left by Prime Minister Fu is only the people who obey the orders of the Fu family?" ”

Gu Zhaojun nodded: "Coincidentally, you are the last." ”

"They listen to me, and then I listen to you?" Song Yang smiled more and more relaxed: "Seriously, this idea is quite rancid. ”

Gu Zhaojun was actually laughing: "It doesn't need to be so harsh as 'obedient', it's better to say 'cooperation', it seems that Fu Qianxun and I cooperated very well." Don't be in such a hurry to decide, I'm just here to say hello to you, explain the matter, you think about it slowly, there is time. ”

Not allowing Song Yang to speak again, Gu Zhaojun continued: "You can not pay your surname, but you can't change the identity of the 'Tiansha Demon Star', Emperor Jingtai, who killed you once before, will continue to kill you in the future. ”

Song Yang stopped: "Threat? ”

"It's 'pointing.'" Gu Zhaojun shook his head: "There is a saying in my family that has been passed down to me from my ancestors: 'It is natural and righteous to harm others and benefit oneself; Hurting others is not good for yourself, pigs and dogs are not as good'. So you can rest assured, revealing your identity and letting Jingtai kill you won't do me any good. I'm looking for a friend who is genuinely cooperative and beneficial to both parties. You think slowly, I'll go first. ”

After speaking, Gu Zhaojun turned around and took a step, but after walking more than ten zhang, he stopped again, turned around and asked, "You should be able to guess that the person who sent Rong Youquan to kill you in the first place was me, right?" ”

After Song Yang nodded, he smiled again: "You are very good, you didn't scold me for being shameless, I killed you before, and now I came to you to cooperate......

Song Yang said politely: "The three words "shameless" have always been used to scold people who want face. ”

Gu Zhaojun laughed, and finally said, 'Interesting! His figure was lost in the wind, and his hands were in his sleeves from beginning to end, and he never took them out......