As the number two person in the shrine and the actual deputy hall master, Bai Junlang's funeral was held extraordinarily grandly.

Wu Feng took care of the matter of taking over the territory and pacifying the bereaved vassals - Bai Junlang's territory had a large number of retainers and soldiers, and the castle was heavily defended, but he was too big and often lived in remote mountain villas to allow the murderers to succeed.

Wu Feng's steadiness only aggravated the doubts of everyone in the Divine Hall.

Whenever the important ministers deliberated, although everyone seemed respectful, Wu Feng could clearly see the suspicious expressions in their eyes, as if he was worried that the next moment, the butcher's knife would fall on their heads!

Rumors spread like raindrops on the floor of the shrine, and the truth and the lie were completely reversed.

Wu Feng claimed that His Highness Su Youguang was killed by Shenxiao Dao, but with the force of His Highness Su Youguang, to kill him in a very short period of time, a large number of soldiers would need to besiege him. ”

"How could Shenxiao do this without a trace?"

"After the capture of Qingzhou, His Royal Highness Su Youguang lost his use value to Wu Feng, which instead affected his plan to centralize power. ”

"That's why he did this to his uncle?

"No wonder he was able to get the blue eyes of that pit viper, this Weng and his son-in-law are equally ungrateful and unscrupulous!"

Among them, of course, Su Can's contribution is indispensable.

In the newly conquered Jade City, several elders also lost trust in Wu Feng, and Wu Feng was forced to send Yu Ruyan, who was under house arrest, back to Jade City to stabilize the situation.

At this juncture, it was Shi Xinqing, the city lord of Mianchi City, who stood up and supported Wu Feng.

"The hall master is definitely not such a person, this must be a plan by the Divine Heaven Dao to sow discord!"

Shi Xinqing is the adopted son of the former deputy hall master Su Mu, who inherited Su Mu's Michi City and was responsible for defending Deng Aihou and Deng Sanshi's father and son in the Iwakura Palace. Because of this, he has never been on good terms with Su Can.

Of course, he was afraid that after Su Can ascended the throne, he would attack him in order to seize back his biological father's territory, but when he said this, it also affected some of the important ministers who were good friends with him, which was of great help to Wu Feng.

If Wu Feng defended himself, it would seem that there were no three hundred taels of silver here.

In order to support his son-in-law, Xue Yiren, the master of Tianzi Peak, carried a large number of refined Xuan Armor swords by car and ship and gave them to the Divine Hall for the use of Wu Feng's personal guards, which also made the Divine Hall know that Tianzi Peak did not plan to take advantage of the fire to rob, and was still Wu Feng's solid backing.

This made Xue Yiren's eldest son, Xue Dingye, extremely dissatisfied, and it is said that he lost his temper and beat several maids to the point of disability.

But Su Can and the others were indeed shocked, and they didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

Wu Feng didn't dare to take it lightly.

The rumors gradually dissipated, but the torrent only turned into an undercurrent, which still flowed in the hearts of treacherous people.

He originally planned to take advantage of the aftermath of Qingzhou to destroy the remnants of Qingzhou, solve the mountain sect and the father and son of Shanlu Ling who rebelled to Shenxiao, and recapture several cities such as Minghai City. But with this vicious incident, people's hearts were disheartened, and this plan also came to naught!

The bad impact of my uncle's murder is really incalculable.

......

The spring breeze could not blow away the haze in people's hearts, but it quickly blew away the blood on the earth.

Wu Feng was dressed in a black guard costume and wore a hat, walking in the street market under Mengjin City.

From the time of Su Mengzhen, a large number of customs offices were removed from all over western Henan, so that merchants did not have to suffer from heavy exploitation, and the attraction of low-interest loans provided by Wuzu Taisha made merchants flock to them, and the local markets became bustling day by day.

After Wu Feng succeeded to the throne, he followed the above policies, and took advantage of the trade routes of Shentang to attract a large number of Hu merchants from the Western Regions to open shops, which greatly enriched the variety of goods.

But there are pros and cons, and the lack of oversight of the movement of people also leads to a weakening of security efforts, and the safety of important people can only be guaranteed by fortified castles. Su Youguang left the castle and hid in the mountains and forests, and he suffered bad luck, which may have something to do with it.

Wu Feng sighed, but listening to the laughter of the city people, a good-looking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He paced slowly to the other side of the street.

The market to the east was bustling with joy, and the merchants and craftsmen showed their abundance and contentment.

Once the people are rich, Wu Feng will also feel sufficient in his heart.

The prosperity of business will also promote cultural exchanges, so that talents will come here more willingly. In the market, Wu Feng has found some figures who have strengths in civil, military, political and business aspects, and has used them.

Family and family background have never been his criteria for employing people, and it is indeed easier for well-educated people to appear in high-level families, but the people at the bottom have a huge base, and neither party can be abandoned.

The market is filled with small merchants, who have no splendid storefronts, or set up stalls, or humble huts made of detachable wooden planks, but this does not affect the prosperity of business in the slightest.

Wu Feng walked in leisurely, and he saw a small shop made of a large pile of wooden boxes and a few wooden boards.

"Is business good?" Wu Feng asked.

This is nonsense.

The proprietor of the shop sold needlework and thread, but there were few patrons of his business - this did not mean that he was destitute, but in fact he wore a well-cut robe, with copper coins and broken silver bulging in his coat.

A noblewoman with a rich face was walking out with a thousand thanks, and only then did the shopkeeper have time to pick up Wu Feng's words.

"Buying needles and threads or inquiring about things?"

The young shopkeeper looked up, he was short in stature, had a thin face, and his face was wrinkled like a monkey. A pair of triangular eyes shimmered with shrewdness, and the two hands were like chicken paws.

Such a appearance can be called ugly if it is placed on an ordinary person, but the strange thing is that this person's temperament has a mysterious aura, although his appearance is not good, but it is not annoying at all.

There are some needles and threads scattered on the counter, and the color is not good-looking.

Wu Feng smiled: "I heard that you can tell fortunes?"

"Huh. The monkey-like shopkeeper suddenly danced with his eyebrows, and his face was filled with infectious passion: "I know three hundred years from above, three hundred years from below, astronomy and geography, yin and yang mathematics, all know." ”

This sounds very crazy, but on the way, Wu Feng has heard that there is a needle and thread vendor who is extremely good at fortune telling.

Wu Feng high-fived: "Interesting." ”

"How about it, this warrior, do you want me to help you take a look at your face?" The young man's eyes twinkled, and he looked at Wu Feng: "Wait until I finish speaking, and I will collect your hexagram money." ”

"No, no......" Wu Feng waved his hand: "I'm not for myself, can you count a person's life without seeing people, based on the eight characters of birth?"

"Ahh ”

Wu Feng couldn't help but find it very interesting.

It's not like the average fortune teller would say.

But it also made Wu Feng feel that he was not a liar.

"Then, you can help my lord calculate a hexagram. ”

Wu Feng said with a commanding tone.

"Ha ......" The shopkeeper scratched his head, and his eyes seemed to be a little mocking: "A person like you, with the talents of a nobleman, will operate from time to time, and the future will be decided by the lord." But being able to follow the young master of this shrine can be regarded as a good chance!"

Such a big tone made Wu Feng a little unpleasant, but he listened patiently.

"This young highness is full of skill and talent, and the temple has not been able to fall into civil strife until now, thanks to him. But his temperament is more straightforward and impatient, and there may be something inconsiderate about things. ”

"Go on. ”

"Of course, such a person also needs nobles, without a strategist, he can't win thousands of miles away. The monkey-like young man patted Wu Feng on the shoulder without hesitation: "You and I both need a good lord as a springboard to enter!"

This kind of self-cooking, but it's not so disgusting.

"Springboard...... You mean you want to serve my lord?"

"It's he who needs me, if it's just to keep the foundation of the shrine, he can do it himself. But if you want to destroy Shenxiao, and even dominate the world, you can't do it without my help. ”

"Do you think you can be a good military advisor?"

"Not only is he a military advisor, but he is also a general who can take charge of himself, just like Wolong in the Middle Ages. In this way, we can make up for the shortcomings of the young highness. ”

Such arrogance made Wu Feng a little impatient, but he vaguely suspected that this person had seen his identity.

He continued to ask tentatively, "Then do you know that His Highness has been in distress lately?"

The shopkeeper blinked, and suddenly lowered his voice.

"That giant in Jingzhou has used a vicious plan, but he can't really hurt the young master of the temple, but can only help him. When the Martial God falls, one of them disappears, and the remaining two must fight to decide the winner, and the baptism of blood can only make the young Highness stronger, not the other way around. ”

"You have great faith in my lord. ”

"I don't mistake anyone, including myself. The monkey-like shopkeeper shook his head and said, "That giant in Jingzhou is too paranoid, his first task should be to reconcile with the Qingcheng faction, so that Shenxiao has the ability to attack the Shentang with all his strength and crush it in one fell swoop, instead of spending time playing some small tricks." ”

Wu Feng was completely sure that this person had already seen who he was.

"Then come with me to my lordship. Wu Feng beckoned vigorously: "What's your name?"

"Bai Choufei is eighteen years old this year. The young shopkeeper replied in a voice that only Wu Feng could hear, "My father used to be a courtier of the Divine Hall, but he is the best spy of the Divine Heaven—if he is trusted by His Royal Highness Wu Feng, he will not be from now on." ”

As he spoke, he showed Wu Feng a smile as bright as the sun, and a pair of triangular eyes flashed with pride.