"On the southern Xinjiang side, there are pros and consists, but most remain silent."

Wen Jing shook her head and said in a low voice.

What Mrs. Ning Rong was referring to was naturally the marriage between her and Ah Hong, and it was also the cornerstone of the alliance between the Dragon Fort and the Ming Phoenix Pavilion.

"It seems that those old guys are still unwilling to settle for the status quo after all," Ning Rong shook her head and sighed, taking a sip of tea, with a hint of mellow taste in the bitterness, lingering in her mouth.

Although she hasn't been in southern Xinjiang for a long time, Ning Rong probably knows a little about the situation in southern Xinjiang, and understands that the current situation of Mingfeng Pavilion is not much better than that of Yulong Fort.

It can only be said that there is no shortage of ambitious people in this world, and the poor one is actually just an opportunity to emerge.

And now that Wen Taiji is dead, although there is a daughter Wen Jing who inherits the position of the master of Mingfeng Pavilion, whether it is martial arts or seniority, she cannot convince the public, so there is an unstable status, and it is also the opportunity for those old guys to come forward.

Mingfeng Pavilion can be Wen Taiji's Yiyan Hall, but it can't be Wen Jing's Yiyan Hall, unless, Wen Jing has the ability to match it.

And Dragon Castle is precisely such a crucial factor.

"You mean, they're going to get in our way?" Wen Jing also thought of this, and her delicate and small eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and there was a touch of sadness in them.

"This is inevitable, but whoever has ambitions to compete for the world will not be able to let the dragon and phoenix two families unite, continue to grow, and will definitely intervene in checks and balances," Ning Rong said calmly, compared to the simple-minded Wen Jing, she has a more thorough view of this ambitious world.

Now everyone knows that the new castle lord of the Royal Dragon Castle is the former third son of the Royal Dragon Castle, Wan Yan Hong, and not only got her Ning Rong's assistance, but also controlled almost all the forces of the Royal Dragon Castle.

Therefore, if Wan Yanhong and Wen Jing are really allowed to marry, and with the help of the Royal Dragon Castle, they will slowly control the Mingfeng Pavilion and those tribes in Southern Xinjiang, then at that time, it is likely that the Imperial Dragon Castle will be the dominant situation.

I'm afraid that the vast majority of people don't want to see this scene.

"So what are we going to do?" Wen Jing was a little worried.

"I don't know," Wen Jing was stunned by her answer, and was about to ask how you didn't know, but she saw Ning Rong glance at herself, and said, "Didn't your family Ah Hong let us wait in the Dragon Fort first, stand still, and wait for him to come back?" ”

"Oh," Wen Jing thought for a moment, remembering that Ah Hong seemed to have said that it was just "your Ah Hong" or something, it was really ...... Wen Jingqiao's face was dyed with two intoxicating flushes, like a red apple, very cute.

"What's the reaction from the Baiyi Clan?" Ning Rong didn't laugh too much, and then asked.

The Baiyi tribe is the tribe where Wen Jing's mother's family is located, and one of the four Yi in southern Xinjiang.

"The patriarch supports my marriage with Ah Hong, but because of his actions, he can only remain silent," Wen Jing said, not knowing what she thought, she lowered her head slightly and became a little silent.

Ning Rong groaned slightly, although Wan Yanhong told them to stay still and wait for him to come back, there were still some responses and arrangements that should be made.

At present, it seems that only the Baiyi tribe in southern Xinjiang can win trust, and along with it, there should be some large and small tribes affiliated to the Baiyi tribe.

Other tribes, although there are also some friendships with the Baiyi tribe in one way or another, but in the face of interests, whether these friendships are still effective or not, is still two words.

"If I'm not mistaken, the Zong family will soon send people to Southern Xinjiang to provoke all ethnic groups and cause civil strife, so as to destroy the relationship between our two families," Standing up slowly, Ning Rong paced in the pavilion, groaning slightly, and said.

"What then? We can't just sit still, can we? Wen Jing frowned, if the Zong family really succeeded in provoking, wouldn't it be more people to die?

But she didn't want to die anymore, especially everyone!

"This is natural, so I want you to send Yuen Long, Tuhetu and Moyu to support the Ming Feng Pavilion in order to control the overall situation," Ning Rong turned around, and her blue eyes looked at Wen Jing fixedly.

Although it is said that the troops are not moving, but those people in Yuen Long, before they can really control the Mingfeng Pavilion, they will not be able to use them for the time being, so in this case, instead of being idle and wasting in the Royal Dragon Fort, it is better to send them to the southern Xinjiang to support, control the situation, and play a role.

Wen Jing's matter, they shouldn't be unconcerned.

"No problem," Wen Jing naturally wouldn't disagree, and immediately responded, suddenly hesitating, "It's just that he ...... Moyu"

Not long ago, Mo Yu secretly wanted to contact Ming Feng Pavilion, although it was very heartbroken and hard to believe, but Wen Jing also had to believe that Mo Yu did not seem to have the same heart with them.

"Don't worry, I've already talked to him about this, and there will be no problems," Ning Rong just said lightly.

Wen Jing didn't believe it, she didn't even believe in her own Mo language, Mo Yu would listen to Mrs. Ning Rong's words?

Ning Rong's eyes were gloomy, and she didn't look at Wen Jing's eyes.

Of course, she didn't talk with her mouth, but her illusion - a flash in the pan, in order to avoid accidents, she could only temporarily control Mo Yu and let him do things well.

The real person of Tantai can still use the Golden Pupil Illusion to control Wen Jing, and the flash in the pan of Ning Rong can naturally be done.

"By the way, Ah Zheng is gone," at this moment, Ning Rong suddenly said.

Brother Zheng?

"What do you mean?" Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, her expression slightly unnatural.

"Literally, Ah Zheng has left the Dragon Castle," Ning Rong said lightly as she looked at the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Wen Jing came back to her senses after a while, her cherry mouth opened slightly, and she looked a little shocked, "How come, when did it happen, Brother Azheng ...... him"

Wen Jing was a little incoherent, and her mind was very confused, why did Brother Zheng say goodbye without saying goodbye, was it to avoid suspicion, yes, it was because of their relationship, they were no longer possible, so did they want to leave......

"Still thinking about Ah Zheng?" Ning Rong's faint voice came.

Wen Jing suddenly came back to her senses, and unconsciously, her face was wet with tears.

Why, this is the case......

Ning Rong walked in front of her gently, stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on her face, and said softly: "There are some things, although you are helpless, you must admit and face them." ”

Back then, why didn't she choose to compromise under so much oppression?

Either a woman has no power, no power, no covetous looks, or she sits beside the throne of the first man in the world, under one man, above ten thousand!

Once, she did want to award Ah Zheng to the throne, but now it seems that everything is impossible, because that person is more suitable than Ah Zheng, and she is also a little tired, tired of being cautious and ruthless, what she never wanted was not that position, but an illusion of stability.

And that person, able to provide himself with such a venue, without worrying about any intrigues.

Perhaps, this is the charisma of the individual, willing to surrender and faithfully assist.