Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Seven Kings of Different Surnames
What a character Zhu Fengyang, naturally he could hear the meaning of Zhao Rong's words at once. A trace of clarity flashed through his eyes. The person who came to him just now did not tell him that Mr. Yun Hua was this Mr. Yun Mo Hanchuang. So what was Gongsun Baizhi's plan to do? I'm afraid he wanted to use his own hands to get rid of Mr. Yun Hua Mo Hanchuang?
He knew in his heart that Gongsun Baizhi was not like those who were brought up by him. On the contrary, he could be said to know himself too well. After all, this person has been with him since childhood and has developed what habits he has developed over the years. Gongsun Baizhi also knew very well that his personality would be destroyed if he could not get something.
He looked at Gongsun Baizhi and smiled. Gongsun Baizhi was looking at him, but he felt a chill in his heart. He knew the nature of the third prince Zhu very well. He had been with him since he was nine years old. Until now, Zhu Fengyang is obviously dissatisfied with his concealment of his affairs, but he could not say anything, because he knew that it was wrong to say too much. Their Zhu family has always been arguing about the truth. From Emperor Taizu to Emperor Taizong to Emperor Wanli, Emperor Tianqi, they have always done their own things and others can't interfere.
Zhu Fengyang looked at Gongsun Baizhi's sudden pale gaze, and then smiled, took back the gaze that was cold to the bones of humans, and then looked at Gongsun Baizhi indifferently and said, "Bai Zhi, you go down first, I'll talk to Mr. Yunhua for a while."
Gongsun Baizhi hurriedly looked at Zhu Fengyang and said, "Yes, the boss."
Then he hurried down. He walked out the door, closed the door quietly, and then stood in the moonlight with his head down, his face deep. He didn't know whether the choice was right or wrong, but since he had made a choice, he could not regret it. No matter what kind of mood the third prince of Zhu had for him, he could not retreat. He must pull Yun Hua in, and then he could retire successfully.
Yes, Gongsun Baizhi's wish to plan this way is to withdraw from the camp of the Third Prince Zhu. Of course, he did not plan to go to the scientific examination. After so many years, he was already tired. He really wanted to find a place to retreat to the mountains and forests, and be able to rest quietly. Even if the price of fulfilling this wish is that others will live a peaceful life without them.
He has been struggling for this kind of life for so many years and has been fed up with this torture.
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The atmosphere inside the room is different from the desolate and desperate outside, because when Zhu Fengyang wants to win over someone, he is really a good person to speak. This kind of ability is not just that he can say good things to immerse you in it, but this kind of ability to speak or know what to say at what time, because he knows very well what he says will make the opposite person feel.
He is really good at controlling people's hearts. If he was allowed to return to the era of Emperor Wanli, he would have to say that the surname of the world was Zhu. This is the conclusion that Zhao Rong and the third prince of Zhu talked about after I came to the afternoon.
Because this person is so powerful that he deserves to be a hero whether he wins over people or anything else.
If it weren't for the fact that this country was still a Han person, I'm afraid Zhao Rong wouldn't help but want to surrender to the third prince Zhu and help him rebuild his country.
Zhu Fengyang watched Zhao Rong slowly sit down, and then said, "I didn't expect that Bai Zhi's reputation was so famous that the Silent Pavilion Master came out to announce in advance that the number one in the world, Mr. Yun Hua, who was the first in the young master list, was actually Mr. Yun. I thought Mr. Yun didn't want to be in the world, so he didn't want any reputation?"
Although this was said lightly, Zhao Rong knew very well that Zhu Fengyang was expressing his confusion and anger. Because the reason he had rejected Zhu Fengyang before was that he did not want to join the world, so he would not join the Zhu Fengyang's restoration team. However, now his reputation is obviously a precursor to his accession to the world. But who knows that he had such an idea at all?
Zhao Rong looked at Zhu Fengyang and said, "Wish to the boss, if I said this was a ridiculous farce, would you believe it?" Zhao Rong still looked at the direction of the door when he said this, obviously pointing out something.
Zhu Fengyang glanced at Zhao Rong, and there was nothing else I didn't understand? Mr. Yun Hua was afraid that he had never thought of making a name for himself, but he was challenged. Then, he became famous after all. As for why Mr. Yun Hua refused to give up, Zhu Fengyang really knew these literati too much. As for literati, they all wanted face. If they were to lose face, it would be harder than killing them.
He looked at Zhao Rong and smiled and said, "Young Master Yunhua, I wonder what your plans are now? Since you have already topped the list of young masters, I am afraid that this young master's talent cannot be covered up. Next, you will be tired of being famous like Young Master Qinglu. What plans do you have?"
Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment. He was thinking of what Hua Qingge didn't know about the so-called plan he said? I'm afraid that the young master Qinglu planned to let him get undercover in the camp of Prince Zhu San! But is it that simple to hide in Prince Zhu San's camp? Zhu San is not a person who can fool so easily. If he was so easy to fool, I'm afraid that this person would have been buried in the pursuit of Daliang.
His mind was thought for a long time, but his face was not revealed at all. He just looked at Zhu Fengyang lightly and said, "What does Zhu Dazhu mean? Could it be that Zhu Dazhu or does he want me to help you?"
Zhu Fengyang held a teacup in one hand and poured tea for Zhao Rong. He looked at Zhao Rong with a smile and said, "Don't I admire Mr.'s talent? If Mr. I defect to others, it's better to defect to me. At least I think there are more people who can give to Mr. than anyone else."
Zhao Rong calmly picked up the teacup, lowered his head and took a sip, and looked at Zhu Fengyang and said, "More than anyone else? I'm very curious. What can the boss give me? He actually said that he can give me more than anyone in the world?"
Zhu Fengyang smiled. He was very confident because he believed that Zhao Rong's talent was worthy of what he was preparing to give him. Of course, this thing is just a painting of cake to satisfy his hunger.
Chapter completed!