When the world is in turmoil, the "Sword Whisperer" and the "Collector" are always haunted.

The former may choose to do things in the open, or arrange them secretly, while the latter will act at the most critical moment. As soon as you make a move, you will make a decision.

For hundreds of years, the big ones have risen and fallen, and the small ones have changed like the old and the new, and this group of people can be seen. And the last time they appeared was at the end of the Han Dynasty and the beginning of the Song Dynasty, when Song Taizu waved his troops south.

From then on, they suddenly vanished and never reappeared, as if henceforth they were far from the world, unconcerned with these mundane disturbances.

Now, more than 40 years have passed, and the "Sword Whisperer" and "Tibetan Weapon Man" have become legends, but now one of them appears in front of Mang Tai, and he keeps saying that he wants to help him, and he really has the assistance of the top master under his command.

Today, he held a banquet to entertain these distinguished guests, apparently to thank them for saving their lives, but in fact he wanted to find out their details and get an accurate word from them.

After all, the name of "Sword Whisperer" is something that no one will despise.

That is by no means comparable to the power of ordinary martial arts, showing the rise and fall of the country and the society, Mang Tai has now glimpsed one of them.

And just a glimpse of the leopard in this tube is enough to make Mang Tai cautious and dare not have the slightest contempt.

"I understand the meaning of the big handsome. Do you think that Blush is a better candidate than you? ”

Wang Kuang put down the wine cup, his indifferent gaze swept over Mang Tai, and then turned out of the window.

The spring breeze blows on the threshold, blowing the window paper "fluttering" sound, and a few branches are dragged horizontally and diagonally on the window paper, and the new shoots on it can be vaguely seen.

Wang Kuang stared at the window paper and said leisurely: "The Central Plains is now old and disabled, and Dajin is like this newborn sprout, and the crown of the world is just around the corner."

However, my lord thinks that if this new branch cannot be properly repaired and tidied when it grows, it is easy to grow crooked. Nabulush and the people behind him are like the branches that stray from the side, and it is better to ...... than let it grow and spoil the whole situation."

Wang Kuang stopped talking, stretched out his index finger and middle finger and closed it again, and then smiled: "Dashuai should understand what we mean, right?" ”

Cutting off the branches and leaving the trunk is the meaning of Wang Kuang's words. And the so-called branches are naturally the likes of Blusch.

Of course, Mangtai understands this.

As a result, his complexion became more and more gloomy.

Hearing the meaning of this, Wang Kuang and his master obviously knew him well, and they also knew a lot about the one behind him, which made Mang Tai a little jealous.

He already has a blade-like sharpness, but now that his face sinks, the coercion is as if it were substantial, if he were someone else, he would not even dare to look at him at this moment.

Wang Kuang was not afraid, not only with his eyes, but also leisurely took a sip of wine, and then played with the marigold containing the wine, and said in a rambling voice:

"The golden bottle of alcohol is more intoxicating than the east wind."

Mang Tai looked at him for a while, and his heart was also a little admired.

A scribe who has no power to restrain chickens, but he is stronger than some martial artists, and they respect warriors the most, so his complexion softened, and he smiled:

"Mr. is so bold, Mr.'s master must also be Junjie."

Wang Kuangfu said with a smile: "My lord strategizes and regards the world as a chess game, and he is a strange person who is not born in the world. Here today is also a manifestation of the will of our Lord.

If the marshal is willing, he will stay here for the time being to assist the marshal. If the handsome man doesn't want to, it doesn't matter. After all, you and I have already met, and there will always be a day of reunion in the future. But—"

He dragged out his voice suddenly, glanced at Mangtai as if he didn't care, and tapped his finger lightly on the wine cup:

"The so-called timing, the current situation, and the current situation all move and change with the times. When it comes to the reunion on a different day, it is difficult to say what it will be like to be inferior and handsome. ”

Mang Tai listened solemnly, and didn't even move the corners of his eyes.

Even if his heart made waves again.

This is a threat.

In other words, this sword whisperer and the power behind him are not impossible to turn the spear head. Today is a friend, and if he sees him again in the future, he may become an enemy.

Mangtai's brow tightened again.

has been in the court for many years, and he has learned a truth:

It's harder to change than to change.

Just two years ago, the ruling and opposition parties were evenly matched, and no one dared to make a rash move, and the whole situation maintained a delicate balance.

This balance is actually the best and safest. If possible, Mang Tai would like to hope that he can live his life in peace like this.

However, there are always people who are not content with this comfort.

Especially the few people who are in the center of the vortex are struggling and desperately trying to survive so that they will not be drowned.

As a result, the balance was broken, and Mangtai had to accept the reward and came to White Frost City.

In fact, he didn't want to step into this storm at all, and at the beginning of receiving the appointment, he even had the idea of bringing all the family and the young.

If you want to protect yourself in the chaos, staying away from the land of right and wrong is an excellent choice.

But in the end, Mang Tai gave up on this plan.

He's already in the middle of the game.

Even if he runs to the edge of the sky with the whole family, he can't avoid the trouble of being entangled, especially in this situation, riding on the wall to see the road, swaying from side to side is tantamount to playing with fire, and if one is not good, he will become an outcast, and at that time, his family will be afraid that they will all die.

The imperial capital Changli looked very calm, but secretly it was treacherous, especially in the past year, the situation in the court has changed instantly, even if he is far away in the White Frost City, he can feel the power that is about to move.

His Majesty is in his sixties, and his health is not very good, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince does not even have the opportunity to be in charge of politics now, but several princes often show their faces in political affairs, and the atmosphere in the harem has gradually blown to the court.

The wind suddenly blows a pool of spring water.

Mang Tai had only recently learned this phrase from the Central Plains.

He deeply felt that it was extremely appropriate to describe the Jin Kingdom at this time.

Originally, he wanted to delay for a few more days, wait until the court situation was more stable, the chessboard was clearer, and then he would make a move, but the appearance of Wang Kuang and others forced him to advance the plan.

Thinking about it like this, Mang Tai's heart was even more depressed, as if he was stuck in a swamp.

"Don't be in a hurry, and eat a glass of wine first, and you don't want to reply immediately." Seeing that he seemed to be extremely anxious, Wang Kuang persuaded him instead, and poured the wine cup in front of him full.

Mang Tai couldn't stop stroking his forehead with his hand, and the wolf head tattoo became more and more vicious under his thick palm, but it was very different from the distress on his face at this time, and it looked a little ridiculous.