"Wang Dong rose in the end of the micro, but he can make rapid progress in just a few years, and he has achieved a climate, which is also a rare talent, and he can't be used by me, it's a pity!"

Zhao Guangming sighed.

He is hidden behind the scenes, seemingly indifferent, but in fact he has a secret intelligence system independent of the imperial court, and all the events in Dingzhou are recorded.

Since the battle of the Dingzhou Wuhui, Wang Dong has entered Zhao Guangming's field of vision.

"This son is an orphan living on the streets, and it is impossible for him to learn any advanced martial arts in the Three Rivers Gang, but he will disappear for a period of time every once in a while, longer or shorter, but the spies of the Governor's Mansion can't find the slightest clue, and when the martial arts appear again, they will skyrocket a lot, and there must be secrets hidden in his body."

Zhao Guangming thought of the many doubts about Wang Dong in the spy report.

The reason why he wanted to force Wang Dong to show up was because he didn't have the idea of exploring the secret and bringing the other party under his command.

Chao Xiahou Yingming, the colorless monk waved his hand, and Zhao Guangming casually ordered: "You go down, restrain the three major families and the Jinyang Sect, and then withdraw your men and horses against Zixiao Palace." ”

"Withdraw?!"

The colorless monk looked at his nose and nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and without saying a word, Xiahou Yingming asked cautiously: "Lord Governor, what do you mean ......." ”

"The next plan should not be interfered with by the people of the rivers and lakes, otherwise it will become a dispute between the rivers and lakes?" Wu Lingzi said with a smile: "Of course, it is the people on the official side who take over, it is best to force Zixiao Palace to kill a few more officials, that is, there is no argument, the evidence is ironclad, it is not a rebellion, but it is also the opposite." ”

"Teacher Wuling is right." Zhao Guangming also smiled, and as soon as the other party killed the official, he would have the righteousness of counterinsurgency, so as to expand the scope of Zhulian and purge the entire Dingzhou.

This kind of method can't hide it from a discerning person, but Zhao Guangming didn't want to hide it from anyone, he only needed a name, and the court also wanted this name.

As long as the imperial court saves some face, even if he, Zhao Guangming, essentially seizes Dingzhou, he will not come to deal with him now!

After all, there are too many places and forces that contain the power of the imperial court.

Just one Heavenly Palace organization would require the imperial court to unite with several Holy Land Sects to deal with it with all their might.

"When Zixiao Palace is forced to rebel, the finishing work will be handed over to Teacher Wuling, how about it?"

Zhao Guangming understated.

Just a Zixiao Palace, sending a grandmaster-level master to go out in person is already overkill, and it is not worth spending more thought.

Zhao Guangming is only in his fifties, but Wu Lingzi took refuge in the Governor's Mansion before Yijiazi, of course, Wu Lingzi was not subdued by him, but was suppressed by his father.

Zhao Guangming understood the principle of envy and power, and on the surface, he was still very polite to Wulingzi, and even called out "teacher"!

Before Wu Lingzi could speak, the red-eyebrow witch sitting on the side said coldly: "I took this task, I haven't killed anyone for a long time!" ”

Zhao Guangming glanced at Wu Lingzi.

Wu Lingzi waved his hand hurriedly: "Since the Red Eyebrow Fairy is willing, I will give it to him, I have no opinion." In his heart, he secretly slandered this woman as a bad star, although he was not afraid of the other party, but he didn't want to provoke this crazy woman.

Zhao Guangming nodded: "Okay, then there is Teacher Lao Chimei, you all do your own thing." ”

Then he got up and left the table.

Zhao Guangming turned into the backyard, and after a while, he arrived in another palace.

The hall was brightly lit, and in the center sat an old man with gray hair and wrinkled face, which was somewhat similar to Zhao Guangming's expression.

There was a man in green clothes standing beside the old man, with an outstanding temperament, just standing there there had the feeling of a group of stars gathering and dominating the leader.

The face of the man in Tsing Yi seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and even Zhao Guangming could only vaguely see his face, blurred.

Behind the man in Tsing Yi was a woman with white hair like snow, standing quietly like a ghost.

"Zang Gongzi, how is my father's health?" Hurriedly walking into the main hall, Zhao Guangming stared at the old man sitting cross-legged with heavy eyes.

This is his father, Zhao Yinglin.

The Tibetan boy shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Zhao's injury is too serious, even if it is difficult for me to heal, and the old man's qi and blood have failed, I can only ask for my life from the sky with the method of seizing the sky, and fight for the old man's life for three more years." ”

"Only three years?" Zhao Guangming clenched his fists, a little unwilling.

At this time, Zhao Yinglin opened his eyes, let out a long breath of turbidity, and his expression seemed very calm: "Guangming, life and death are fate, I have already seen it!" What's more, to have an extra three years of life is already a blessing from God. ”

He got up slowly, bowed deeply to the Tibetan prince, and said in a deep voice: "I want to thank the Tibetan prince for his help, if there is a sending, but if the old man can do it, he will never shirk it." ”

Zang Gongzi smiled and said disapprerovitically: "With a lot of effort, why worry about it!" Mr. Zhao doesn't have to take it to heart, Zang will leave today. ”

"Good! I'll send one to Childe. Zhao Yinglin said with a smile.

"How dare you bother the old gentleman to send him off?" The Tibetan prince waved his hand and walked out of the temple with the white-haired woman like snow.

Zhao Yinglin and Zhao Guangming watched with a smile as the two Tibetan sons left, and their faces gradually became solemn until the footsteps were far away.

Zhao Yinglin's old eyes revealed a cold glow, and he said lightly: "Guangming, what do you think of this Tibetan son?" ”

Zhao Guangming said without thinking: "This person hides his head and tail, his identity is unknown, I don't believe him." ”

Zhao Yinglin nodded and sneered: "The old man doesn't believe him either, what an earth-shattering event is the assassination of the Son of Heaven?" But this person was able to know in advance, and contacted us more than half a year ago, if it weren't for the fact that his martial arts were really unfathomable, the old man would have already captured this person. ”

"Dad, since you know that he can't be trusted, you still let him heal your wounds?"

Zhao Guangming was puzzled.

Zhao Yinglin didn't care and said, "Are you afraid that he will play some tricks on me?" Hehe, the old man has little life, so why should he care about these little things? ”

He waved his hand, and his face turned to a deep groan: "But this surname is deep in thought, even the old man can't see through him, so he has to guard against it." ”

"Dad, we don't have a backstage, if this surnamed Zang really dares to play tricks, he will have a big man in his own family to deal with him."

Zhao Guangming sneered.

……

"Childe, this father and son are clearly tiger and wolf generations, and they don't believe in us at all, why do you bother to treat the old immortal?"

As soon as the Tibetan prince and the white-haired woman Fang walked out of the gate of the Governor's Palace, the latter couldn't help but ask.

"Xiuxue, you think too highly of them, they're just rats." Zang Gongzi's tone was indifferent, and he said slowly: "The person I am afraid of is only the master behind them, the Yunyu Sect, but the Yunyu Sect will be destroyed by the Heavenly Palace Divine General in less than a month, and all they have at that time is just to make a wedding dress for us." ”