Chapter 240

"Who is kurchayinrji?"

"It's my uncle. His blood is purer than my father's. my father's son is a concubine's son, but he's the son of a mistress." He Lianzheng said, "but he has never complained for many years, and he is loyal to his father. The father always feels that he owes him. So after accepting the title of King Shunyi of the imperial court, he gives him the position of the head of the Golden Lion clan. He also has 20000 Golden Lions. He is the most powerful person in the irgi family besides his father."

"How much strength can you have now?"

"Many of the most elite Golden Lion camp in irgi died in the battle field of Dayue. Now the king's army is less than 20000, and there are 10000 white deer and green birds. The key problem is that because Erji can't have another civil war, otherwise it will never recover. Bailu Qingniao will not participate in the irgi civil war. It is equal to 20000 for me and 20000 for my uncle."

"It's a close match." Feng Zhiwei sneered, "I don't understand. What's good for him to join this Golden League and overthrow irgi's rule?"

"Under my command, he will always be a short clan leader, and he can't move his soldiers. Once I am expelled, he will be the first person in the name of irgi. The strength of both sides belongs to him. Even if Jinpeng tribe is powerful now, he can still occupy a good grassland and become king in his own territory. Why not

"Good abacus, good abacus." Feng Zhiwei praises it leisurely.

"Hongjile is sure to follow with one hand." He Lianzheng said with a wry smile, "I originally planned to go back to Wangting town to serve my group of impetuous distant and near brothers, and then have a good fight with Jinpeng department. Now he comes first and uses the Golden League which has been silent for 30 years. He wants to defeat people without fighting. Once I am deposed by the twelve leaders, I'll wait for my tail to escape."

"I won't run away with you." Feng knows a little shallow smile.

"I won't run away with you." Eavesdropping on the party peony flowers come out, "I'm going to be the imperial concubine of hongjile Jinpeng. What should you do?"

"Ha ha." He Lianzheng looks at this pair of "mother-in-law and daughter-in-law" who have different styles but are equally fierce. Suddenly, he feels happy and full of worries. He pulls his mother's horse with his left hand and fengzhiwei's bridle with his right hand. Facing the "bah" in front of him, he says with a smile, "what is his grandmother's escape? He Lianzheng is going to climb to binggu river just for this mother and his wife

Feng knows that she looks at the sky with a smile, as if she didn't hear it.

"Peony flowers smile," son! You finally have a conscience. It's worth your while you were a child that my mother ruined you... "

"Bang!"

The Empress Dowager peony was just expressed filial piety son, again overturned in the mud

On the Bank of binggu River, there are twelve large tents with golden roofs, surrounded by the purple felt tent in the middle. There are numerous soldiers with long spears and short knives, and they are on guard.

This is a barren land on the grassland and a vacuum of influence in the twelve tribes' territory. It has always been a meeting place for the twelve ministries to meet together, but they are not sure to go to each other's territory to solve the problems.

The snow outside the tent is covered with snow, the frozen soil without grass is pounding, and the stove inside the tent is warm and harmonious like spring.

"It is said that zhatalan inji passed the Changshui river last night." A skinny old man leaned over and asked a white faced man, "hongjile, there won't be any change?"

The white faced man gave a cold smile. His appearance was ordinary. His only eyes were open and closed, and his essence was dazzling. It was the one hand that led to the death of thousands of irgi soldiers and the sudden death of King Kuku, the leader of Jinpeng tribe.

To kurchayinerji's inquiry, he just said lightly, "no matter how fierce the young birds are, they can't defeat the goshawks who have been flying in the sky."

There was a good laugh in the tent.

"I'm afraid I'll be scared out of my wits to see the king's army coming to meet him."

"Binggu river here, he must go around."

"It's impossible for him to be in this generation."

Korcha yinerji was embarrassed, and his face was not very good-looking. Hongjile immediately said: "the generation of irgi is doomed. There are heroes of the previous generation. Our korcha was the first strongman of irgi at that time."

Kucha had a smile and thought when he was named "the first warrior"? However, Liu Mudan, the woman, once called "the first fool".

"I don't know what Princess Shengying was given to zhatalan by the court this time." Suddenly someone in a group of rough laugh, slow and almost dreamy way, "what kind of beauty will it be? Shengying Shengying That's very nice

"Cret Someone threw a roasted leg of mutton to him, "it's not the true character of a prairie man to read without doing it. In the name of the first beautiful man on the grassland, what kind of British and English man, when he meets you, he doesn't throw himself into his arms and arms?"

Disgusted with the sleeve of a brush, the leg of the sheep was swept to the ground. The man in the red leather robe on the carpet sat up and frowned: "you are really dirty."

As soon as he sat up, his long hair fell down. It turned out to be a rare white gold hair. The fire was shining like white gold. However, the color of the flowing moonlight was not as enchanting as his eyes. It was like a silver fox walking between thousands of miles on the top of the mountain and returning to spring in a thousand miles.The eyebrows he picked up slightly, like ink painting, can no longer increase or decrease the beautiful radian, in the crystal like transparent skin, bright charm.

Silver hair, red robe, unlimited light.

"Let me say it." He held the finger of a woman holding a pot around him and played with it slowly. "I'm not interested in any territory you divide. Just give me princess Shengying to play."

"Yes Hongjile laughed, "it's a princess at all. You can't play like before."

"Why not?" Ke lie blinked his eyes and said with a smile, "the women of Central Plains marry the chickens and the chickens, and the dogs follow the dogs. What a great princess and Princess do you think will marry to the grassland? Why can't you just follow her

Hong Jile ha ha ha a smile, way: "depend on you, depend on you." He takes a look at Ke lie and does not intend to argue with him. This boy is the youngest of the twelve leaders, but also the most cunning and ruthless. He is really as cunning as a fox and as vicious as a snake. He is the son of the last female slave. In the process of becoming the patriarch, his parents, brothers, sisters and sisters None of them survived.

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