"Laval, you are not young anymore, the younger generations of the Draa family are counting on you, uncle is old, this qiē will be yours in the future, you will be less wrapped up with those guys in the future, and doing more serious things is the right way." The old man didn't seem to hear the young man's words, and said with an expressionless face.

"Uncle!" The young man said urgently.

"Enough! You go down first! A hint of anger flashed on the old man's face, and a pair of dim old eyes suddenly sharpened.

The young man still wanted to defend something, but when he saw the old man's face, he finally bowed and retreated.

There was silence in the room for a moment, and a delicate velvet tapestry in the corner of the wall was gently lifted, and out came a rickety old man, whose thin figure seemed as if the wind could blow him down, but the eyes of the eyes on the densely wrinkled face were not to be underestimated.

"Sir." The old rickety old man bowed slightly.

"Hmm, you heard it all just now, what do you think?" The obese old man didn't go around in circles and went straight to the point.

"That's up to you, sir." The rickety old man owes his way.

"How?" The obese old man remained silent.

"The five clans of the Green Sea Marsh have always claimed that they are under the jurisdiction of Beiloulan, and Qin Duan also submitted a letter of negotiation to the chief, although the chief did not recognize their jurisdiction over the five clans, but he was also unwilling to tear his face with the other party because of this matter, so he kept holding on like this. Forts have been built along the border, apparently to clarify the affiliation of the surrounding regions and nationalities, and if we take action, there is a high risk of provoking conflict between the two sides. The rickety old man replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Do you think you approve of it?" The fat old man's expression moved, as if he wanted to say something more, but he endured it again.

"Not really. The old servant also knows a little bit about the master's current difficulties, and what Young Master Laval said just now also has a certain truth, and now there are many people in the clan who are dissatisfied with the master, especially in recent times, we have not had additional income. Even the chief is a little unhappy, if this continues, your status will also be affected. In addition, the people below can't think of such a long term, they only know that their lives are not as good as before, and in the long run, the master's control over them will also be weakened. The rickety old man replied unhurriedly.

"Oh? But as you just said. Qin Duan is not easy to mess with, once there is a conflict, he will give someone a handle, and at that time, I am afraid that no one will speak for us. The fat old man was silent for a while before he spat out a few words.

"It depends on how it works. According to our information, the five clans of the Green Sea Swamp have a lot of rare treasures in this celebration, I heard that the cloud mussel produced in the depths of the swamp was also caught, this is a rare item that has never been seen in recent decades, the old slave heard that the chief has been longing for that thing for a long time, if he can say that the chief is moved. The risk is much smaller. In addition, the old slave saw that although Qin Duan attached great importance to the five clans of the Green Sea, he was not willing to tear his face with us because of them, and he only sent a letter of negotiation a few times before, and there were no other over-the-top moves, and the old slave got the news, it seems that the Great Qin people's own territory does not seem to be peaceful, and Qin Dui is having a very unpleasant quarrel with the Kaman and the Siathrow people to the north of him. I guess he shouldn't have too much energy to take care of our side now, take 10,000 steps back. It's really a tear face, let's accompany it, at most it will hurt some face, it has nothing to do with the overall situation, forgive them and they won't make a big deal at this time. The rickety old man peeled off the cocoon step by step, analyzing the gains and losses of his actions.

The rickety old man's words are well-founded. It was indeed very tempting, and the fat old man's heart was touched, but he was cautious by nature and still did not make up his mind: "Well, there is some truth, but we can't be overly optimistic." Qin Dui, this guy is different from ordinary people, he never acts according to common sense, I think it's better to be careful, and then let people find out, anyway, there is still plenty of time, and learn about the situation of their self-defense force. Since the two Shacheri brothers are also involved, let's count their family as well, everyone will share the blessings, and of course everyone will share the risks. ”

Even the rickety old man, who had been expressionless, couldn't help but nod his head and say yes, Jiang is old and spicy, and his master's mind is really different, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is no leakage.

When the fat old man's bloated body disappeared outside the meeting room, the tall and thin young man who had been hiding in the distance quickly rushed over, "How is it, Ghana, does my uncle agree?" ”

"Young master, don't be too impatient, the master has his own ideas, but the old slave looks at this situation, the old man is afraid that he will have to think about it before he dares to decide." An imperceptible sinister smile flashed in the eyes of the rickety old man, and he persuaded with a pleasant face.

"Hey, my uncle is old and confused, the older he gets, the more timid he becomes, if this continues, our Della family will fall sooner or later." The young man was a little depressed, some blue faces but some unwilling.

"The young master doesn't have to be too disappointed, in the eyes of the old slave, it's also a good thing for the old master to be cautious, things must be calculated completely before it can be done, so the young master should wait patiently." The rickety old man smiled slightly.

"That's all there is to it." The young man nodded and turned to leave, "I have to ask Cana Bodo to bother." ”

"The young master is serious, Ghana, as a servant of the Della family, naturally goes all out." The rickety old man bowed slightly and replied respectfully.

The young man turned away satisfied, but he didn't notice that the old man behind him had a chilling grim smile on his dry face.

……

Robin City, the capital of Loulan. In Prime Minister Brundtland's mansion, the Prime Minister, who already looked a little old, looked at the handsome and energetic young son in front of him, feeling that he was old and proud of having a successful successor, but when he thought of his eldest son who was still lingering on the hospital bed, his heart felt uncontrollable pain.

"Father, what are you looking for me for?"

The indifferent young man did not sit down, but stood coldly in the hall and looked at his father, his father's old and tired face and gray hair could not move his heart in the slightest, and the knot formed by the long-term grudge of childhood may not be dissolved in this life.

Looking at the stubborn appearance of the young man, Brundtland's heart swelled with an unspeakable feeling, how much the young man in front of him is like himself thirty years ago, isn't it so unruly when he first entered the society, the faces of former friends and colleagues have been in front of Brundtland like a horse, maybe he is really old, and he is becoming more and more nostalgic. It wasn't until the young man's cold gaze swept over him again that Brundtland woke up from his distraction.

"Frederick, I heard you're reorganizing the army in Manlon?"

Brundtland calmed his feelings, he knew that this son of mine had always been like this, and that there was always an unpredictable heart hidden under the frozen exterior. (To be continued......)