Chapter 250 Return to the Sea [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

To the north of Longyuan City, there is Baiyu Mountain.

There is a stream around the mountain, called Lingxi, which is rich in a kind of spiritual silver-white fish, hence the name of the mountain. Because the mountain is very close to the Royal Ancestral Temple and Wentian Tower, it has always been an exclusive fishing spot for the royal family.

However, several decades ago, this piece of land was awarded to an ordinary person without any official position, who built a Guihai Villa.

At dusk, a carriage stopped at the foot of Baiyu Mountain. It looked ordinary, just a horse pulling a plain carriage. The driver, who looked a bit old, was hunched over there with a dim look in his eyes.

But as a team came from a distance, the people in the carriage also got off.

He was wearing a white scholar's robe, with sleeves fluttering in the wind. Although he looked middle-aged, his features were still clear. If there were ministers in the court, they would definitely be shocked. Because the person who got off the seemingly ordinary car was the right prime minister.

He is also the current head of the Song family, Song Zhili.

A person who is truly second to none in the world today.

The team in the distance also came closer, and they saw hundreds of male and female slaves leading the way in front, surrounding an extremely luxurious carriage in the center. The carriage was open on all sides, covered with gold silk and gauze, and the beams and pillars were carved with dragons and phoenixes. The carriage was pulled by a colorful exotic beast, full of auspicious aura.

Seeing Song Zhili's figure in front, the team slowly stopped.

After a while, a child in plain clothes walked out of the team and said in a loud voice: "My master invites the Right Prime Minister to get on the carriage for a chat."

Song Zhili followed him forward and came to the middle of the team, in front of the carriage, and said with a leisurely smile: "After many years, Senior Brother finally returned to Longyuan City. We have been looking forward to it for a long time."

"I have traveled all over the world over the years, and lingered everywhere, but I am reluctant to go home. It's really a sin." The people in the car also laughed.

Song Zhili flew lightly onto the carriage and saw that it was extremely wide. He sat on a brocade couch on one side, with a square table in the middle, on which was placed fine wine and fruits. Opposite him was the owner of the carriage.

A thin middle-aged man in black brocade clothes, perhaps too thin, with slightly concave cheeks, a golden hairpin in his hair, and clear eyes. He looked a little older than Song Zhili, and had the same gentle smile.

"Junior brother, you are the right prime minister of this dynasty. I have come here to wait for you before my carriage arrives. If people knew about this, they would inevitably gossip about you." The man chuckled after Song Zhili got on the carriage.

"Even if I do nothing, I will still be criticized by others. Let them talk." Song Zhili was quite open-minded. He waved his hand and said, "My senior brother and I have a deep friendship. I am where I am today thanks to Prime Minister Shen's promotion. If I don't come to greet him, how can I feel at ease?"

"Haha." The man turned and asked, "How have you been doing these past few years, Junior Brother? Is the court still peaceful?"

"My foolish brother is lazy. As the right prime minister, he cannot stabilize the government. The capital of Gods has not been peaceful during this period." Song Zhili replied, "But I am doing pretty well. I have had many sudden realizations and my cultivation has been improving."

“I have heard of my junior brother’s reputation for frequent breakthroughs in the martial arts world.” The man smiled again.

Song Zhili also laughed and said, "It's true that good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles."

"But I also heard that the unrest in the court has little to do with you, my junior brother. The main problem is that that person is not very quiet." The man continued.

"Brother, are you talking about..." Song Zhili raised his eyes and asked, "Liang Fuguo?"

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Not far to the east of Baiyu Mountain, across from the ancestral temple, there is Laolin Mountain. The mountain is full of towering ancient trees that are thousands of years old. If it weren't for the Yin Dynasty's generations of people suppressing them, I'm afraid the trees would have become spirits long ago. The court released a lot of monsters here, letting them grow wild and retain their ferocious nature, which is very different from the domestication model in the animal farm.

The reason for this is that this place was used as a hunting ground by the royal family. If the emperor had a taste for hunting, he would go on a large-scale spring or autumn hunt and lead his princes and ministers to hunt here.

However, Emperor Mubei had an old injury and did not come here to hunt for many years. Only some royal relatives would come here to hunt in groups of three or five when they had nothing to do.

At the top of Lao Lin Mountain, there is a three-story wooden building with bright lights inside.

Seven or eight old men in yellow and white robes gathered here, around a round table, all with solemn expressions, as if they were discussing something serious.

The one in front had white hair and beard, long eyebrows and a drooping neck. He was wearing a bright white robe and his eyes were slightly closed.

Listening to the old men in front of him talking about something, after a while, he knocked the ground with his walking stick, making a thumping sound, and the scene immediately calmed down.

"Everyone." The old man with long eyebrows said slowly: "I don't know if you have received a piece of news. Shen Guizang has returned to the Divine Capital."

"What?" Upon hearing this name, the old men present were quite surprised.

"After winning the Northwest War, he left the Divine Capital. Every time he came back, something big happened in the court." An old man present speculated, "Could it be that His Majesty is going to make another big move, so he called him back again?"

"That's right." Another old man echoed, "Although Shen Guizang is nominally a commoner, he grew up with Your Majesty since he was a child, and Your Majesty relies on him very much. Before every major event, he will definitely call him for consultation."

The old man with long eyebrows raised his lips slightly, "He is known as the smartest man in the world, and he has repeatedly provided Your Majesty with ingenious plans. It is normal for Your Majesty to believe him. So when he returns to the capital, we can be sure of one thing, that is, Your Majesty is going to kill someone again."

"Who does your majesty want to kill?" The old man on the opposite side had his eyes slightly moved. "Now that the battle to seize the city is imminent, it is impossible to take action against Jiuyang. The four seas are pacified, and Bashan is also quite peaceful. The person who would make your majesty eager to take action is probably in the court. Could it be Liang Fuguo?"

After hearing what he said, the expressions of several old men became excited at the same time, and it seemed that they all regarded Liang Fuguo as their enemy.

"I think so too." The old man with long eyebrows nodded slightly. "Liang Fuguo first killed Lu Guozhang and then drove away King Dinggou. They are both your Majesty's most trusted right-hand men. He keeps provoking like this. Even if your Majesty is generous, I'm afraid he won't tolerate him."

"Then we don't have to take action?" Some old men were delighted. "It's been a headache for us to deal with Liang Fuguo these days. If Your Majesty takes action personally, why do we need to think of any strategies?"

"No!" The old man with long eyebrows said decisively, "We still have to take action. It is precisely because Your Majesty wants to take action that we have to make Liang Fuguo angry, so that he will reveal his flaws. Otherwise, it will not be so easy for Your Majesty to take him down."

"Then we..." Hearing that they still had to take action, several elders seemed a little afraid, "What should we do?"

These royal elders have always been enjoying the protection of the royal ancestors. When they are asked to do something, they are really hesitant.

Before, the face of the royal family was Dinggou Wang Jiang Zhenye, and the inside was the long-browed old man in front of them. Now that Jiang Zhenye has fallen, they all gathered together to discuss a way to deal with Liang Fuguo and to protect themselves. Otherwise, when this storm is over, without the pillar of the court, these old men who have eaten their fill will sooner or later be slaughtered like pigs by Liang Fuguo.

But they were afraid of Liang Fuguo, so they had been planning for many days.

The old man with long eyebrows looked at the person opposite him and said, "Jiang Hao sent back a letter saying that the Evil Slaying Division helped Liang Fuguo with his work, and most of the time it was his illegitimate son who acted as a middleman. If we want to make Liang Fuguo angry, then we should start with his illegitimate son! Jiang Ying, isn't there a sorcerer from Xizhou that you are supporting with a large sum of money in your house? Let him do it."

"Since he likes to kill the whole family, then we don't need to tell him that the harm will not affect the family..."

(End of this chapter)