Year after year, eight years in the blink of an eye!

Jinhua Mansion, Chengdong House!

Yang Qifeng slowly exhaled a breath of miscellaneous air, and the breath lasted for a long time, like a cloud of mist, condensed in front of him.

It's been another eight years, and it's been fifteen years before and after.

Fifteen years are left until the thirty-year period.

In this world, it seems that there is still a long time before unification, but if you think about the history of the struggle of Liu Bang, the Taizu of the Han Dynasty, you can know that fifteen years is too long.

Liu Bang destroyed Qin in three years and Xiang Yu in four years!

Even if Ning Caichen doesn't have such a speed, it can't be too slow, and he will continue to be strong in the past eight years, just wait for the time to come, and the army will leave Jinhua, and this Jiangnan will be decided.

Yang Qifeng has not made any delays in the past eight years, he knows that to deal with such a son of destiny, it is not the best strategy to resist directly, unless he has absolute strength, he will never be able to go head-to-head.

When dealing with Zhou Mao was an example, he wanted to seek external help, he started with the imperial examination, and obtained great luck with it, and finally crushed Zhou Mao and killed him with one blow.

But now you can't deal with Ning Caichen like this, Ning Caichen has fulfilled the Mandate of Heaven of the Chinese Ghost Story World, this is the Son of Destiny, and the great luck person who wants to surpass him will not exist.

External forces can't be found, and the way that can be taken is to wear down Ning Caichen's destiny little by little.

The blessings of the world are not endless, the power of the world has a limit, and his blessings for the children of destiny must also have a limit.

When Ning Caichen's Mandate of Heaven is consumed to a certain extent, the Mandate of Heaven will be transferred, and it will be transferred to the next chosen person at that time.

But the growth of the Child of Destiny also takes time, and the Child of Destiny will be born, but if he loses the time of heaven and has not grown up, how many threats can he have.

So this killing Ning Caichen's Mandate of Heaven is also a technical job, the time is too early, the Mandate of Heaven is transferred, and the next Son of Destiny does not know who it is, and now there are fifteen years away, and it may grow up.

And when it's too late, Ning Caichen is also a general trend, and the mandate of heaven can't be cut down.

"Master, the prefect has sent someone to invite you!" the servant stood outside the door, knocking lightly twice before whispering.

"Got it," Yang Qifeng got up slowly, he pushed open the door and walked towards the outside of the mansion, a carriage was ready, he got into the carriage and sat down slowly.

When Yang Qifeng walked into the main hall, he saw at a glance that all the people gathered at this time were Ning Caichen's team.

If you take the Qi Lookout technique, you can see this golden one, and there is cyan in it, it can be said that the ordinary prefect team can be filled with red gas, and a little golden is rare.

Where is the weather like Ning Caichen is amazing, it can be said that it can no longer be found in the south.

When these teams begin to grasp the power, this golden natal will begin to be supported by luck, and it will gradually begin to evolve towards cyan, and finally evolve into a blue and purple minister.

Yang Qifeng consciously came to the second place under Ning Caichen's left hand, Dayan respected the left, first left and then right, the left side is generally a scribe, and the right side is a military general.

He was second, and only Zhuge Wolong was above him.

It is absolutely Ning Caichen's heartfelt minister, far more than other courtiers, of course, the military generals did not count.

Yang Qifeng looked around, he looked at Zhang Fanghao on the lower left, and finally stayed on the empty seat at the top of the left, he looked at Ning Caichen on the main seat again, and he nodded slightly at a middle-aged scribe next to him.

The scribe couldn't help but whisper, "Zhang Feng's family is the farthest away from here, how did he come so quickly?"

"When the Lord called him, how could he delay, and when he heard the news, he came in a chariot,"

Although the voice was low, there were no dazzling people here, Ning Caichen sat on the main seat with no expression, and his eyes were also calm, so that people couldn't see what he was feeling.

Time passed slowly, Yang Qifeng chatted with other people on the side, and the atmosphere was happy, but the vacant position was extremely conspicuous.

Two quarters of an hour later, Zhuge Wolong sat in a loose robe, he strode in from the outside, and sat directly on the left, his eyes seeing that everyone had arrived.

He spoke directly to Ning Caichen: "The Lord is calling, I don't know what is going on?

Yang Qifeng sighed in his heart, no wonder this Zhuge Wolong has the talent of the world, but he only mixed a Tongtian doctor in Dayan, and he only spread his name on the rivers and lakes.

He is still not dead, because of the strength of his primordial god, otherwise he would have been killed a long time ago.

I don't have any eyesight, I really should learn from him, what is called a model of a courtier.

"Zhuge is right, just now the news from the Beijing division is coming soon, Fu Xiang has passed away, and he wants me to go to Beijing for funeral," Ning Caichen showed a sad look, his tone was a little stalky, and he was also an actor player.

"Impossible!" Yang Qifeng stood up suddenly, he shouted loudly: "Fu Xiang was born in the military department, he has always been strong and strong, and now he is not young, but he is also walking like flying, like a strong man, how can he suddenly die of illness, this must have been poisoned by traitors,"

"Zhang Xianfeng is right, it must be Gao Fei's thief,"

"In the past, the demons made chaos and caused chaos in the capital, but this person couldn't shrink back, it was Fu Xiang and the Lord who united the righteous to eradicate the demons and restore peace to the world,"

"Since Fu Xiang sorted out the court and deposed the corrupt officials, this thief has a grudge and often enters the palace to offer slander, and now he must have killed Fu Xiang,"

"This news must be false, Gao Fei wants to deceive the Lord into Jingshi and kill him, and the Lord must not go to Jingshi," Zhang Fanghao stood up and comforted and preached.

"I also know that this matter is false, this is my mother-in-law's blood letter, and the person who sent the arraignment risked his life to hide it in the name of his father-in-law's loyalty,"

"The above record is that Gao Fei poisoned the palace and poisoned his father-in-law, and his father-in-law didn't even have the ability to return home, so he died directly in the palace," Ning Caichen took out a blood book from his arms, which was stained with blood, which made people feel sad to see.

"The traitor dares to be like this, Fu Xiang is honest and honest, and the name of loyalty and bravery, no one in the world knows, and no one knows,"

"Gao Fei was able to kill Fu Xiang by poisoning in the palace, it seems that the saint must have been placed under house arrest by Gao Fei, this thief wants to seek the dynasty and usurp the throne, and ask the lord to pass on the world, administer justice for Fu Xiang, and also rescue the saint from Gao Fei's hands. ”

"How to rescue, now we are far away in Jinhua, how far away is Jingshi?"

"Naturally, it is Zhu Gaofei, the Qing monarch's side, and the rebels!" Yang Qifeng said bluntly.

"Bold, this is a rebellious statement," Ning Caichen scolded, his eyes looking around at everyone.

The others got up one after another and said to Ning Caichen together: "We agree with Zhang Xianfeng's words, Zhu Gaofei, Qingjun side,"