She was very modest: "The king can reward him as he pleases, I like them all." "Anyway, she can't be promoted to the rank of knight, she lacks interest and has no enthusiasm for meritorious service. It's still real money, but the monarch asks for money, and the price is too low.

The reward for the national teacher is indeed very difficult to choose. King Jin also pondered for a while before asking her, "What weapon do you use?"

Weapons were not allowed to enter here, and Chen Xi brought her pair of splitting spikes from the outside to show the King of Jin. The latter nodded: "Mortal weapon." ”

Although the water splitting thorn is sharp, it is not a magic weapon used by practitioners. Therefore, it was not Feng Miaojun who took the life of the fox in the end, but Miao Fengxian's hand axe.

This pair of stainless steel spines can't even pierce the skin of the big monster.

King Jin already had a plan in his heart: "In this case, I will give you the Star Sky Cone." ”

What kind of treasure is that? Feng Miaojun didn't finish a thought, and Mo Tizhun had already snorted softly: "I have won the treasure, and I haven't thanked the king?"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Miaojun had already made a big salute and said loudly: "Thank the king for the treasure!"

As soon as the master and apprentice sang and harmonized, they finished the ceremony in an instant. King Jin smiled bitterly, Mo Tizhun was afraid that he would regret it, so he thanked him so quickly?

The king's order was handed down, and the star cone was quickly presented.

Feng Miaojun saw a pair of small weapons lying on the tray brocade mat, which was indeed very similar to a broken ice pick, and the handle was not known to be made of wood, but it was dark brown color, looking a little old, and the cone was like an enlarged steel needle, with a thin round tip, the same length as a dagger. It didn't show the cold glow of an ordinary steel sword, but it seemed to be covered in ink, and it didn't reflect a little light in this bright study.

On the cone, there are two thin bloodletting grooves.

Other than that, I don't see anything special.

At this time, there were ministers waiting outside to admonish the king, and Mo Tizhun took Feng Miaojun to thank him and retreat.

While the two of them walked outside the palace, Mo Tizhun smiled and said, "The advantage you have taken this time is really not small. ”

Feng Miaojun was annoyed that King Jin only used a pair of weapons to send her away, and when she heard this, she raised her head: "Is this Xingtian Cone very angry?" Seeing King Jin's painful appearance, he was reluctant to reward her with gold, silver and jewelry.

Mo Tizhun touched his chin: "I want it for the teacher." ”

"Don't give. She immediately tugged the awl into her sleeve. Speaking of which, this is even smaller than her original water splitting stinger, it is really a murder weapon that secretly kills people, and she can't see anything special other than that.

Mo Tizhun is just talking, how can he rob this nominal apprentice: "This is a prehistoric immortal magic weapon, which has been carefully maintained with spirit stones, even in the royal family's treasury, there are few such treasures." ”

"Prehistoric!" Feng Miaojun's face changed at this time, and he secretly grabbed the star cone, only to feel that his hand was not cold, but a little hot. Prehistory was before the establishment of the Haoli Empire, when there was no dynasty year, and there were still immortals in the human and demon races, and the heavenly demons were still active on the world stage.

"After receiving it, you will slowly appreciate the special features of the Star Cone. Mo Tizhun passed on her trick of refining magic weapons in a few words, and then said, "If it weren't for your great achievements today, the king would not have rewarded such a treasure." ”

"Miao Fengxian's order, is it so valuable?"

"It's been around since half a month ago. Mo Ti Zhun's face sank, "Do you know that Yan Guo had an accident a month and a half ago, and Pu Guo was angry and attacked him. ”

Feng Miaojun has heard a little, of course he doesn't know at this time.

"Nine years ago, Pu Guo sent the third prince to Yandu as a hostage. More than 40 days ago, this proton was invited by the Marquis of Pingyuan of Yanguo to the Hou Mansion as a guest, and left at dawn. Not long after returning to the Proton Mansion, the subordinates found him hanging under the beam, and the corpse was stiff and straight. ”

Feng Miaojun was speechless. It takes at least two hours for a person's body to spread to the whole body after death. When Proton died, it was broad daylight, and it took so long to be discovered, which shows how neglectful the people in the house usually are to him.

"Kill yourself or kill him?"

He did not leave a word before he died, and Yan Guo announced that Proton had been killed, and three days later the murderer was caught and hanged. ”

Feng Miaojun frowned: "He is a weak proton, how can he attract a killer?"

Mo Tizhun sneered and thought about it before saying, "In my opinion, it's just a trick, and most of the protons in Pu Guo committed suicide." He was seventeen years old, slender, delicate as a girl, and very weak. In the last few years when he was hostage in the Yan Kingdom, he was often invited to the Hou Mansion by the Marquis of Pingyuan. The servant said that when he returned, he was weary and wept when he heard him hugging him. ”

Feng Miaojun suddenly felt a chill in his back. What kind of world is this, even a man can't keep his chastity! Of course, Lu Chuanying also handed her the news of Pu Guo's proton hanging, but he didn't have Mo Ti's details of the inside story.

"This matter has long been a joke among the magnates of Yandu, and those who are good at this style are called young deer. The Marquis of Pingyuan was brilliant, and when King Yan learned that Shimu had completed the boat, he also connived at it. ”

Feng Miaojun suddenly heard that something was wrong: "Since they have endured humiliation for many years, why did Proton commit suicide at this time?"

On that day, the envoy of Pu Guolai was also invited to the banquet, and the proton should not be able to bear to be humiliated in public, especially in front of his own envoys, and hanged himself in shame. Mo Tizhun shook his head, "When the news came back, the monarch of Pu Guo was furious, and he didn't believe Yan Guo's words, so he immediately sent troops. ”

Feng Miaojun thought for a while: "In the past few years, Puguo's national strength has made great progress. ”

"Although Pu still pays tribute to Yan State, Taoguang has been obscure for many years, and has invited a good national teacher, both the population and the national strength have increased by leaps and bounds, and it is no longer a weak and small country more than ten years ago. Mo Tizhun analyzed, "But the luck of the monarch of Pu Guo is not good, two of the three sons died unexpectedly in seven years, and only the three sons who were sent to Yan Guo as hostages remained." He already loves the third child the most, otherwise Yan Guo would not have taken this hostage. If nothing else, he was going to welcome his third son back and become the crown prince. Now that the proton is dead, I don't know if the truth or rumors have reached the ears of the king of Pu Guojun, which immediately provoked him to be furious and gave the order to attack Yan. ”

If there is no queen of kings, the kingdom will be in chaos. She knew that the world would not be peaceful for long. "What does that have to do with Jin Guo and Miao Fengxian?"

Mo Tizhun said coldly: "Wei has trouble again. ”

"Huh?" she really didn't know this time.

After living in the local area for many years, she slowly figured out the situation in various countries. The Wei State has been restless for a long time, and has always been anxious about the surrounding fertile land, and the national strength and yuan power have been thriving over the years, which makes the neighboring countries uneasy. The king of Wei, who was in his early fifties this year, led his army to fight in the south and the north, and did not show his old age; on the other hand, the king of Jin, who was less than 40 years old at the time, was in the prime of life, but he did not like to go out and only buried himself in cultivating his own one-third of an acre.

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