With the rise of Xijing, the Dongfang family has the intention of annexing the Great Zhou, how could Dongfang Lei let Cui Haoran sit firmly on the throne of the emperor and have a harmonious, unified, rich and powerful Great Zhou.

It is a matter of course that the more chaotic the situation in the Great Zhou is, the weaker the national strength of the Great Zhou will be, and the more beneficial it will be to Xijing. With Cui Haoran's intelligence and heart, he must also be able to realize this. This seemingly mutually beneficial cooperation, whether it is Dongfang Lei or Cui Haoran, there must be other arrangements.

Xiao Yu sank his eyes, Cui Haoran and Dongfang Lei were able to reach a consensus on cooperation so quickly, and he should have played a big role.

If the persecution is too tight, can the dog not jump over the wall?

However, Xiao Yu does not regret his persecution of Cui Haoran. Ten years of monarchy and ministers, Cui Haoran has controlled the government and covered the sky with one hand, he can tolerate this situation to continue, but Xiao Yu, as a king, cannot.

There can only be one master of this big week.

When he was young, Xiao Yu lacked ability, and he had to compromise to survive, and when he had the ability to change all this, how could he let this situation continue.

If it is not broken or established, Cui Haoran has been in business for decades, and the power in his hands is not bad, rather than waiting for Cui Haoran to plan everything and then turn it back, it is better to force him to jump over the wall in a hurry.

Wang Lao'er's eyes widened, and he seemed to understand whether he understood.

The death of his parents should be related to Xiang Ye, and as for why Xiang Ye made a move on them, it seems to be related to this plague.

"I, what can I do?" Wang Lao Er asked.

The emperor, the blood-drinking, and the eighth young master are all people with great abilities, and compared to them, they are not even as good as a grass. Wang Lao Er really didn't know what use he had. What's more, he just learned that the death of his whole family was related to Xiangye.

The other party is a master, if it is true, can he still avenge this revenge?

Looking at his stunned appearance, Drinking Blood smiled lightly, "Take us to your house." ”

"Huh?"

That's it?

This guy was sluggish, and he didn't mean to explain when he drank blood, so he just said, "This time, you have made a great contribution, and your master will definitely be happy for you when he knows about it." ”

Wang Lao Er is not a stupid person, on the contrary, there is a little bit of vigilance of the philistine people, if Niang Niang's inference is true, the medicinal herbs and disaster food should be hidden near Wang Lao Er's village. When Wang Lao Er saw those things, he would naturally be able to react to what was going on.

Xiao Yu looked at the blood drink, and ordered lightly, "This matter will be handed over to you to be fully responsible, even if you use all the forces in the capital, you must ensure that the medicinal materials are intact." ”

The control of snow disasters and epidemics is the key to his struggle with Cui Haoran, and these medicinal materials are Cui Haoran's hole cards. If it falls into his own hands, Cui Haoran will definitely prefer to destroy it directly.

Moreover, since it is a hole card, the deployed forces will certainly not be weak.

As for grain and grass, I'm afraid, this is also one of Dongfang Leilai's purposes in Dazhou. Xijing is located in a remote area, poor mountains and bad waters, and in winter, it is desolate, even if Xijing has become much stronger in recent years, it has not been able to change the current situation of Xijing's lack of grain every year.

And the grain and grass looted by the Cui family are enough for the people of Xijing to survive this winter.

"Prince Lei came to Da Zhou, it's hard, how can I not give him a little gift?" Xiao Yu's voice became colder and colder, "I want to see, his hands are broken, but he didn't bring a little grain and grass back, the old emperor of Xijing, does he still hurt his son!" ”