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Chapter 792: The Young Prime Minister of Xiliang Kingdom, Zhu Ziyue

Jiang Zebei gently put the wine glass he was holding on the table.

Slowly calmed down the strong valley of hope that he saw Tong Guozhang and wanted to crush his bones and ashes.

No hurry, no hurry.

He still has a lot of time.

This is one of the unjust cases that Wu Anhou rehabilitated, and he will crush all the people of the Tong family.

In this way, the souls of hundreds of people in the Jiang family can be sacrificed.

Jiang Zebei suddenly appeared, and there was a line of sight, staring at him tightly.

There is nothing hostile to this gaze, but it is a little unpredictable, and that eager gaze is hard to ignore.

He followed his gaze and saw a gentle man who was greeting the officials around him.

The man's dark eyes are deep, cold without the slightest temperature, but the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, the smile is gentle, and the face is quiet and introverted.

The smile on his face gave people a kind illusion, and only by looking carefully into his eyes could he see clearly that there was no smile in the man's eyes.

Looking at the familiar, yet mature face, Jiang Zebei's deep eyes were rarely stunned.

I haven't seen him for five years, and my friend is now in a high position.

Tong Guozhang's grandson-in-law, the young prime minister of Xiliang Kingdom, Zhu Ziyue.

In five years, he has climbed from a three-rank Shuntianfu Mansion Yin to a high-ranking prime minister.

If you want to say that all this is not done by the Tong family, who would dare to believe it.

He is as gentle and elegant as many years ago, full of bookish atmosphere, which makes people have an inexplicable good impression at first sight.

Perhaps perceiving Jiang Zebei's gaze, Zhu Ziyue slowly turned his head, his gaze colliding with him.

The corners of Zhu Ziyue's lips hooked up, and she smiled like a mask.

0; With his slender and white hand, he casually picked up the wine glass on the table, raised it a little to Jiang Zebei, and gently shook it very indifferently.

Then, he drank all the wine in his hand, and then stopped looking at Jiang Zebei, who was already the number one general of the Western Liang Kingdom.

He continued to greet the officials around him, with a shallow smile on his face, implying that the mask he had hung all the year round had made him unable to take off.

Jiang Zebei, who was sitting in place, suddenly chuckled, a little bitter.

Who would have thought that Zhu Ziyue, who had been nesting in the town for many years and his family was ruined, has now become a high-powered prime minister.

Although he already knew his current official position, after really seeing Zhu Ziyue's changes, Jiang Zebei knew what he had sacrificed.

If when he left, Zhu Ziyue was still a teenager full of baggage and hatred.

So today's Zhu Ziyue has long been accustomed to officialdom, cut off all his feelings, and become a real, ruthless and heartless executioner.

Jiang Zebei was a person who had fought on the battlefield, and with just one glance, he could smell the smell of blood on Zhu Ziyue's body.

He harvested a lot of human lives, and he didn't need to get close to smell the strong smell of blood.

When he lowered his eyes and his thoughts turned a thousand times, a shadow came in front of him.

Jiang Zebei raised his eyes lightly and looked at the face of the person who suddenly appeared.

This glance made him smile like a demon.

"Xiaguan Guanglu Siqing, Chen Qishan, I have seen a brave general, I have long been famous for the prestige of the general, and what I see today is really dignified."

This is a joke that can only be heard by two people who are close by.

Jiang Zebei raised the wine glass in his hand, this time he didn't stand up, he raised the wine glass to Chen Qishan, "Long time no see." ”

The sentence of not seeing each other for a long time almost made Chen Qishan's eyes wet, and he was full of emotion for a while.