Jin Guo, Zhongdu.

On the palatial hall, there was a crisp bang, and the crystal jade smashed to the ground and shattered.

This is already the third.

The ministers were silent, lying on the ground, not moving.

"Who is the Heavenly Ninja Sect Master! Who gave him the pride of the Emperor and Prince of the Song Kingdom to the Five Kingdoms City!!?

The gold lord Wan Yan Jing has long and narrow eyebrows, a high forehead, and a silk robe, and he has a son named Wan Yan Honglie, and the father and son look quite similar.

Under the selection of Wan Yan Jing, many of the courtiers are dignified and elegant, but now he has a hideous and angry appearance, how can he be ordinary and elegant?

However, no ruler can accept this kind of coercion, especially now that the Great Song Dynasty has sent an envoy to Jin, detailing that the Heavenly Ninja Sect is making waves in Lin'an, handing over the credentials, and abolishing the peace talks!

"Heaven endures evil, but if there is a discovery, don't talk about killing, and those who appease will be punished!"

After a burst of anger, Wan Yan Jing's chest gradually calmed down, and one word decided the fate of the Heavenly Ninja Sect, and then looked around at the ministers: "Who can send an envoy to the Song State and then make peace?"

The main battle faction showed disappointment.

Such a big event, the lord of the country actually pinned his hopes on diplomatic means?

The Song State has obviously been enraged, and is ready to go to war, and it is time to raise troops to attack and force the Song people to sign a harsher peace treaty!

"A bunch of fools!" Seeing the expressions of the ministers, Wan Yan Jing scolded in his heart.

In the eyes of later generations, he was the culprit who sat back and watched Mongolia grow and the Jin Kingdom turned from prosperity to decline, but it is not so simple.

Jin Guo seems to be powerful, and when it reaches Wan Yan Jing's hands, it already has the potential to be strong outside and strong in the middle.

The land order bankrupted countless Han peasants, and the Jurchen-based policy intensified ethnic contradictions, and the wind of luxury and corruption accumulated and became difficult to return.

Wan Yan Jing is the emperor, what he wants is to govern the country, not to only know how to fight all day long like a martial artist.

What can you do if you win?

Can Jin Guo eat the Southern Song Dynasty now?

On the West Lake, the first peak of Wushan Mountain, although it is heroic, but the actual situation is far from so simple.

Outsiders thought that he valued literature over martial arts, but they didn't know that he had a plan, first worked hard, vigorously developed experience culture, eliminated the contradictions of various ethnic groups, and waited until the soldiers were well fed and everything was ready, and then waved the army south.

In fact, his governance was indeed effective, and after a few years, the population of the Jin State reached the highest level in history, and the economy was also very heavy and rich.

But that's the future, now that Yan Jing looked around, he finally locked on to a powerful old minister, and his tone softened: "What does Xianggong think?"

The old minister's name is Wan Yanxiang, who is the royal family of the Jin State, is a humanistic and martial arts all-rounder, proficient in Han culture, and has repeatedly made military exploits, and is known as the first military general of the Jin State, and both dynasties are prime ministers.

Wan Yanxiang came out: "Your Majesty, if you don't fight at this time, it will only fuel the arrogance of the Song Kingdom, and I ...... Dajin"

When Yan Jing heard this, his face suddenly showed disappointment, and he waved his hand to interrupt him: "Retreat!"

Wan Yanxiang's eyes were calm, and he led the ministers to retreat, returned to the mansion, retreated left and right, opened the mechanism, and walked into the secret passage.

Walking down the stairs, he came to the underground palace in a short time, and under the light of the torches on both sides, the empty seats told of desolation.

Wan Yanxiang's eyes finally rose with rage, and he suddenly slapped out his palm, and the entire underground palace seemed to be blowing a hurricane tornado, moaning and trembling.

Such a majesty is simply terrifying!

In ten years, he recruited masters, silently strengthened Tiannin, and would have cleared the obstacles for Dajin and dominated the world.

But in one moment, the elite master has lost everything, and then he will become a real street rat, and once exposed, he will be hit like a storm.

There is nothing more embarrassing in the world than this!

At this moment, the stone wall flipped over, another secret passage opened, and a tall and thin figure limped along.

It was a disabled middle-aged man, missing an arm, a lame leg, blind, his face was covered with knife marks, his steps were very vain, and he obviously had no martial arts.

But Wan Yanxiang got up to greet him and said bitterly: "Sir, I regret not being at the beginning, I should listen to what you say and continue to be patient!"

This middle-aged man is Feng Sheng, the father of Feng Yu, and it is precisely because he rectifies the affairs of the sect that the Heavenly Ninja Sect can flourish, and it is for the real control of the power, even an arrogant person like the Five Poison God Monarch must respectfully call Mr. Feng when he sees it.

"Why should the sect leader blame himself, this plan came from me, although it was clear at the time that if it fails, it may be doomed, but even in my own heart, I think it is foolproof!"

Feng Sheng's vocal cords were damaged, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse, but Wan Yanxiang listened intently, and even asked, "Then what should we do now?"

Feng Sheng was silent for a moment, took out two things from his arms, and handed them over.

Wan Yanxiang took it and unfolded it, it was a map and a drawing.

He looked carefully, his eyes gradually widened, and he said in shock: "Mr. Feng, is this method really effective?"

Feng Sheng said: "Seventy percent sure!"

Wan Yanxiang stood up excitedly: "Immortal merit, as long as you take this city, Song Guo will not let my Dajin's iron cavalry roam?"

"It's a pity that Your Majesty won't agree!" Feng Sheng grinned, and his face became even more evil: "Sect Master, do you agree with Your Majesty's governance?"

Wan Yanxiang's pupils shrank: "Mr. said this......"

Feng Sheng said: "Your Majesty is eloquent and strategic, first literature and then martial arts, the idea is good, but unfortunately Jin is not Song after all, to implement Confucianism and Taoism here, there must be perseverance to implement it, and a long life of good fortune!"

These words, if they were to Gu Cheng, they would be applauded.

Because Feng Sheng hit the nail on the head, he simply predicted the future.

Why did Wan Yanjing fail later?

First, as he grew older, he became mediocre, lost the ambition of his youth, and really ruled the country with Confucianism.

Second, he didn't live long, he died too early, he hung up at the age of forty, and he had no heirs, and as a result, the successor was incompetent and directly lost Jin's family foundation.

Wan Yan Xiang fell silent when he heard this, although he didn't see as far as Feng Sheng, he had already found that the civil and military confrontation within the court was serious, coupled with the passivity towards Song this time, I am afraid that he would ......

It's just that Feng Sheng's words are too rebellious, and Wan Yanxiang's eyes become sharp: "Sir, what are you going to say?"

Feng Sheng smiled: "Sect Master, I'm sick and sick, so I can only take precautions." Teacher, come out!"

The words fell, the fragrant breeze blew, and a woman walked in gracefully.

Feng Sheng said: "This woman's name is Li Shi'er, I selected it from three thousand women, and she has the appearance of a mother in the world!"

With that, he said no more, turned around and limped out.

Wan Yanxiang watched him leave in a daze, and then looked at Li Shi'er.

Li Shi'er stood timidly, with nervous anticipation on his face.

Feng Sheng told her that he would dedicate her to His Majesty today, be favored, and become the queen.

But the strange thing is that the mighty old man in front of him didn't say a word for a long time, as if he was making some difficult choice.

But in the end, Wan Yanxiang stood up and walked over step by step.

With every step he took, his originally gray hair turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared one by one, and when he came to Li Shi'er, he was already a middle-aged man!

God shines on the secret skills, rejuvenates!

Under Li Shi'er's shocked gaze, he pinched Li Shi'er's face: "Mother Yi world, then you are mine!"

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Lin'an, Inner Court.

Gu Cheng handled the day's government affairs and rubbed his eyebrows.

Even if the Northern Expedition was decided, it was not immediately to go to war, and the deployment of troops and generals and all kinds of preparations were unimaginable.

In fact, Gu Cheng had already discussed the timing with Xin Qiji, and set a comprehensive plan to prepare for war and send troops.

But before that, only by waking up the sleeping dragon of the Great Song Dynasty, inspiring the courage and fighting spirit in the bones of the Han people, having a goal, and then working together, can we create miracles in the impossible!

Of course, if you don't come and be rude, Tianren sent a big gift, and Gu Cheng also had to repay it.

Not long after, Huang Yaoshi was escorted up by two inner guards, his waist straightened, and he glared at Gu Cheng angrily: "If you want to kill or chop, listen to your respect, but you don't want me to give in!"

"Don't be sentimental! Even if you surrender, I won't accept it!"

Gu Cheng waved his hand: "A pretentious person like you, although you have some talent, you are unwilling to protect the country and the country, and you are unwilling to help the world and save the people, what do I want you to do, be a thug? There is no shortage of people!"

Huang Yaoshi was furious, his chest rose and fell violently, but he stopped talking.

He is also an extremely smart character, and he knows that if he continues to say this, he will inevitably be surrounded by Gu Cheng in the end.

However, Huang Yaoshi guessed wrong, Gu Cheng really wasn't a radical general, and he really had no intention of subduing the Eastern Evil.

I wanted to directly order Huang Yaoshi to be killed, and it was a hundred, but he won a big victory over Tiannin, and found that there should be more unexpected things in the palace, which made him have an idea.

Why is it only allowed to mix sand with the Great Song Dynasty?

So he said: "You go north, go to the Jin Kingdom as an official!"

As soon as these words came out, Huang Yaoshi almost couldn't believe his ears: "You let me invest gold and be a traitor?"

"Don't you regard etiquette as nothing, don't you dare to bear the name of a traitor?"

Gu Cheng looked directly into Huang Yaoshi's eyes, and the Soul Shifting Dafa silently exercised: "The emperor of the Jin Kingdom likes you very much, and you are a person who is very knowledgeable in literary style, plus you are not a saint and a sage, and you denounce the evil government, you will soon be able to gain trust when you get there, I believe that with your ingenuity, it will be beneficial to the Great Song Dynasty without me teaching you how to do it!"

"You! why!" Huang Yaoshi never expected Gu Cheng to have such an arrangement, his brain was confused, and he gritted his teeth.

Gu Cheng said with a smile: "After the matter is completed, I promise you one thing, you don't want to come to Ronghua and Fugui, don't think about it, don't ask for it, it's boring, you can say the rest!"

The chamberlain took the jade flute, Huang Yaoshi reached out and took it, and said word by word: "I want to fight with you again!"

"Good!"

Gu Cheng nodded, showing an expression that he had known for a long time, and waved his hand: "Go!"

Huang Yaoshi was escorted out of the palace, the palace gate was closed at the back, and he looked around in a daze, feeling as if he was in a different world.

At this moment, I even had the idea of leaving.

Don't you have everything under control, let you taste the taste of disappointment!

However, as soon as the soul was moved, pride and self-esteem surged into his heart, Huang Yaoshi's eyes were firm, he entered the post station, rode on his horse, and went all the way north.

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