On that day, when Fengjiu returned to the East Palace, the lights were already on.

Walking to his own bedroom, Fengjiu stopped the eunuch's actions of lighting the eternal lamp in the hall, waved his hand to ask the eunuch to retreat, and entered the dim bedroom alone.

And in this dim sleeping hall, there was a snow-white color, which was in the position where Fengjiu had previously criticized memorials.

“What are the harvest today?”

A clear sound rang out, and the eternal lights in the hall were lit up. A figure sat on Fengjiu's usual position, holding a bamboo slip in one hand, and was reading carefully.

This figure was Qingyu, and the snow-white color that Fengjiu saw was Qingyu's almost completely white hair.

"Fortunately," Feng Jiu chuckled, "I reaped the kindness of Si Haofeng, and gained the favorable feelings of Si Qingwei and my 14th throne. Especially Si Qingwei, I used the charming technique taught by the Second Dragon Head to make her affection for me greatly, and then I used the method of teaching me thoughts to leave my shadow in her heart."

"It seems that the harvest is really great," Qingyu put down the bamboo slips in his hand and said, "It seems that you can compete with your starling. Whether it is the throne or the woman."

"It's hard," Feng Jiu waved his hand, "My eighth prince is a good person. In terms of knowledge, he is worse than me. If it weren't for your help, my martial arts skills would still be inferior to him now.

Moreover, his character and character can be called a humble gentleman. I am a bit ashamed to him as a fake person."

"Ha, it's true." Qingyu said with a chuckle.

Although I had never met Feng Qiwu for a few times, Qingyu had a very thorough understanding of the eighth prince.

He is a real gentleman, and he is very consistent with the righteous spirit of the Confucian school. If Feng Qiwu had not been worried about his heart, the royal family and the academy made him sway and difficult to make a decision, he should have advanced to Shenyuan.

"I don't know how your father gave birth to such a true gentleman?" Qingyu said with a smile.

Feng Tianming's son is either as arrogant and domineering as Feng Jue, or like Feng Guanyu, Feng Chaonan, and Feng Jiu as scheming and cruel as he is. He is like Feng Qiwu's son, who is unique among the princes.

"I don't know either." Feng Jiu shrugged.

After the two of them teased Feng Qiwu's specialness, Qingyu took the lead in talking about the important matter: "But it's okay to fight Feng Qiwu. The lifelong affairs of the eldest lady of the Si family are not allowed to make the decision. At that time, you will get the support of the Si family."

"Then I'll wait and see." Feng Jiu said.

"Feng Chaonan is already the chess piece in my hand. The next thing we have to deal with is the Feng Qiwu faction." Qingyu continued.

Speaking of Feng Qiwu faction, a cold light flashed in Feng Jiu's eyes.

The Fengqiwu faction, which does not seem to be visible, is actually extremely deeply rooted and has a great power hidden below.

As the prince Feng Tianming has taken the most care of over the years, Feng Qiwu himself has a great personal charm. Over the years, he has attracted the support of many ministers.

Especially after Feng Tianming was seriously injured and unconscious, those ministers who were only loyal to Feng Tianming in the past also approached Feng Qiwu.

"I am humble from a background, and those ministers will never choose me. Compared to Feng Chaonan who has not yet taken office and has a bad reputation, they are more optimistic about Feng Qiwu, who yearns for the rule of hunching. I am not as good as my eighth prince in all aspects." Feng Jiu sighed.

"Normal, the scholars and officials and the emperor rule the world together, but it is something that aristocratic families dream of. As long as Feng Qiwu succeeds to the throne, this matter can become a fact. If I exchange their roles, I will choose this way."

"So, for these people..." Qingyu waved his hand and slashed, "There is only one word, kill."

"Only by killing can they be stopped."

"Can't brainwash them?" Feng Jiu frowned, "If they were killed, the Northern Zhou Dynasty might be in turmoil for a long time."

"The Northern Zhou Dynasty needs to be cleaned up so that you can have a huge world after you succeed to the throne." Qingyu said, "Besides, don't take them too seriously. As long as Monsanto is still there, the Northern Zhou Dynasty will not collapse.

The emperor has not shown up for so long, and the Northern Zhou Dynasty is still doing well, which shows who the pillar of the Northern Zhou Dynasty is."

"Since that's the case, then kill it." Feng Jiu said indifferently.

If the impact is not great, Feng Jiu will naturally be willing to get rid of these hindrances. These days, they have also made some trouble for themselves.

Many times, these people opposed the decrees put forward by Fengjiu.

Therefore, Fengjiu was already tired of them.

"Let's leave these stumbling blocks to Feng Chaonan, after all, these are also his enemies. I think..." Qingyu said with a smile, "After getting the Qinglong Club, Feng Chaonan should be eager to try it out."

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It was also on this night, in a cave outside the capital of Shendu, under the guidance of the pharmacist holding a torch, Feng slowly walked towards the south.

The cave is twisty and turns, and it is extremely gloomy and intimidating.

But at this time, Feng Chaonan was filled with passion, because he knew that he would see a sharp blade next, a sharp blade that belonged to him alone.

"Your Highness, you're here."

Turning another corner, the pharmacist pointed to the dim flame not far away.

"Don't call me Your Highness, call me Dragon Head."

Feng Chaonan straightened the bronze mask on his face and took the lead in walking forward.

"Yes, the dragon head." The pharmacist lowered his head.

The phoenix walked towards the south and entered the place of light.

An extremely wide square was carved out here. On this square, countless men in black turned their eyes to Fengchaonan, who came first.

Countless eyes looked at Feng Yingnan at the same time, causing him to step back half a step.

After all, it really makes people feel a little embarrassed when so many people look at themselves silently.

However, after seeing the bronze mask, the men in black all lowered their heads and paid tribute to the dragon head of the Qinglong Society.

‘Yes, I am Gongziyu now, I am the dragon leader, they are all my people. I don’t need to be afraid of them at all.’ Feng Chaonan touched the cold bronze mask again, and kept talking to himself.

After a while, Feng Chaonan's fear receded, when he saw these men in black lowering their heads and paying tribute to him, a strong sense of accomplishment and vanity suddenly arose in his heart.

He stepped forward, walked to the front of the square, stepped onto the stone steps step by step, and before the top stone mount, he suddenly turned around and opened his arms to the countless men in black on the square.
Chapter completed!