Murong Di glanced at Pei An, he knew that Pei Anzhi had misunderstood, shook his head and said, "No, Your Majesty has praised me a lot, and he also takes care of the little girl." ”

He paused when he said this, looked up at the gate, and the window that was closed by Wang Fusheng, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty said that there are too many things that Zhang Xianggong is in charge of, and the people are also old, so let me worry more about the affairs of the army in the future." ”

After hearing this, Pei Anzhi slapped his hands and smiled: "This is a good thing!" Your Majesty trusts the eldest brother and wants the eldest brother to take charge of all the Yulin Army. ”

Murong Di glanced at Pei Anzhi and sighed, "Anzhi, you are far worse than Fusheng." When you look at His Majesty asking Fusheng to investigate this matter, you will recognize that the good thing must be ours. But how do you forget about the two sides of the three? That Xia Zhengsu of the Praetorian Guard, that is the person who has followed His Majesty since he was a child. That is the most suitable commander of the right army of the Yulin Army in His Majesty's heart! ”

Wang Fusheng nodded convincingly, seeing that Pei Anzhi was a little embarrassed and a little puzzled, he said: "Anzhi, both of us are coarse, after so many years, when did the eldest brother miss it?" Let's follow the eldest brother, and the eldest brother will do what he tells us to do. I believe that my eldest brother will not treat me badly, and he will give me what should be given to me. ”

Wang Fusheng's words made Murong Di's eyes light up. He couldn't help laughing, patted Wang Fusheng on the shoulder and said:

"Brother, what you say makes sense! If you take me as a big brother, I will naturally do a good job as a big brother. You trust me not to treat you badly, so don't ask anything. We only say that His Majesty the Emperor does not treat us as his own people, so why should we treat ourselves as our own people? Let's not ask for anything, with today's wisdom and martial arts, he has a rod and scale in his heart and knows what to do. ”

Wang Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then thought about what he said to Murong Di back and forth, and suddenly realized: "Yes, what the emperor wants to give us, he must have already thought about it, let's not ask for anything, as long as we think about how to do it, Your Majesty will naturally give us what he wants." ”

Pei Anzhi also understood at this time, nodded and said, "Yes! This is against my old Pei's temperament. In my opinion, like Zhang Shuyuan, if you think about it and calculate it in the past, if you encounter someone with His Majesty's temperament, even if you can't give it to him for a while, you will think about getting it back later. ”

Murong Di nodded, looked around and said with a smile: "For example, this Yuehua Restaurant, we just came in to watch the play, and then to have some light meals, but now we have entered the private room?" What did Brother Dou ask us to do during this period? He's just serving his specialty. ”

Pei Anzhi said with a smile: "This is Brother Dou's loyalty and sincerity, and it is also our brother's loyalty and sincerity." He picked up a piece of fat roast goose and put it in his mouth to chew it, and sighed:

"Our brothers can be regarded as having met the master! Those who have read the book look down on us and say that we are second ministers. But haven't they read that 'a good bird chooses a tree to perch on, and a virtuous man chooses his lord to do things'? It's not as rough as me! In the past, when Zhu Liang was in power, the family controlled the government, and you and I fought for him with our lives, what did we end up with? Why can't we go to the Lord? ”

Pei Anzhi drank some wine, and couldn't help but be emotional when he talked about the pain in his heart, and his voice was a little louder. Although the privacy of the private room on the second floor is very good, it still makes Dou Bingwen, who is about to come in at the door to serve food, listen to it.

Dou Bingwen shook his head secretly, his heart was clearly greedy for life, afraid of death, greedy for wealth, and he was afraid that he wouldn't believe it if he said this! There is nothing wrong with "a virtuous minister choosing the master", but there is no reason why even the city with the original master is presented to the enemy as a gift as a gift for his own "choice of lord"!

When the three Murong Di brothers were discussing how to protect themselves in this accident and seek their best interests in this accident at Yuehua Restaurant, Ah Qi, who was hearing the case of the tribute test, sat expressionlessly in his own mansion in Jingzhao Mansion, carefully looking at the mountain-like file in front of him.

This case is not troublesome, the leakage of the problem happens every year, Ah Qi knows, and Li Chengyu also knows, but it is not yet the time to attack. Now, it's time for this cancer to kick in.

All the people in the capital know that Jing Zhao Yi Ah Qi is afraid of the cold. In the empty hall, in addition to the books and a desk full of walls, the stove next to him is the most eye-catching. He flicked the charcoal fire in the stove and wrapped his heavy coat a little tighter.

Luoyang City is getting colder and colder, and every winter is the most difficult day for Ah Qi. Ah Qi was afraid of the cold because of the cold poison in Shi Jingyang, although Shi Jingyang died of the cold poison, Ah Qi also fell into the problem of being afraid of the cold because of this cold poison.

Outside the house, there was a "whining" wind, like the sad whimper of an old man with a wind candle.

"It's windy again."

Ah Qi sighed helplessly and turned the charcoal fire a little stronger.

The whimpering wind grew louder and louder, as if there was no end in sight.

Ah Qi rubbed his cold hands, put down the file in his hand, blew out the light, and seemed to go to sleep. He picked up the hook of the charcoal fire and went to the bed, closed his clothes and lay down. The night was silent, only the north wind whimpered.

Ah Qi closed his eyes and secretly exercised his true qi to break through the blood veins that had been stagnated by the cold poison. His head was also clear, and in the whimpering north wind, some subtle and almost undetectable sounds gradually reached his ears, like rats gnawing on the beams of the house.

The charcoal gas gradually filled the whole room, and the smoke outlet outside the house was blocked. Achi's charcoal is made by Ouchi and has no taste. Only Ajuna could smell it.

There was another strange smell in the room, which was the incense that came in along with the poured charcoal. This is an attempt to suffocate the people in the house with charcoal, and then create the illusion that the charcoal has been used.

Anyway, Jing Zhaoyi is afraid of the cold, which everyone knows, and it is normal to be suffocated to death by charcoal on such a cold night.

Ah Qi sneered in his heart, these people finally took advantage of the north wind to make a move. Using other people's physical defects to kill people, although Ah Qi has done a lot of it himself, he despises this kind of behavior in his heart.

Ah Qi has been using the turtle breath gong to hold his breath, and at this moment, even the blood has stopped flowing. Gradually, Ah Qi's body turned cold, stiff as if dead. His five senses were unusually clear at this time, and he counted in his heart the almost undetectable footsteps approaching him.

"One, two......" When a pair of cold hands were about to catch Ah Qi's neck vein, Ah Qi was like a ghost, his right hand was like a hook to the vein of this hand, and the fire hook in his left hand was on the other party's neck at the same time.

This moment happened in an instant, and before the other party could react, he was caught by Ah Qi. But then the man bit through the poison in his mouth, and his body went limp, like a bone had been pulled out, and he fell to the ground limply.