"I am willing to pull out this thorn for the Lord!"

Luo Long put one hand on the ground and knelt down on one knee, as if he was willing to be a hawk at the gate of Duke Liang's mansion.

He knows very well that opportunities are far more important than ability in climbing the officialdom.

Sometimes, the noble people above me look down upon you.

It will beat ten years of hardship!

"The Duke of Guo has always admired heroes who are aware of current affairs. It's good that you have such a heart."

The middle-aged man called "Mr. Second" was not surprised, he nodded and smiled.

Before his father-in-law retired, how grand was his momentum?

In charge of three guards, he led the troops deep outside the pass alone and defeated the remaining 800,000 barbarians.

The class teacher returned to the court, was promoted to Duke, and was later awarded the title of Crown Prince and Tutor.

The true position of supreme minister is beneath one person.

Even Jiang Guichuan, the current minister of the Ministry of War, must perform the courtesy of a junior when he sees the Duke of the country.

Tan Wenying of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion once learned the art of war and martial arts in the Yingyang Guards, and was considered half a disciple of Duke Liang.

It can be said that this duke with great military exploits has disciples and former officials all over the prefectures and prefectures.

Especially among the Ministry of War, one-third are Yang generals, which is no empty talk.

A fourth-grade military attache like Luo Long usually gives gifts during holidays and shows filial piety.

At most, I only saw the concierge, and I never even thought of stepping into the Duke's mansion.

"I said before that you have to be patient when drinking tea.

Blatantly seeking revenge on Ji Jiulang is a bad idea.

Jiang Guichuan is a man who seeks stability in everything, and does not want the Ministry of War and Beizhen Fusi to conflict.

That’s why I deliberately warned you to swallow your anger.

As for Tan Wenying, this person is well versed in the art of keeping a low profile and never strives to be the first in anything. He will probably just sit back and watch."

In his words, this second gentleman showed no respect for the two first- and second-rank officials of the day.

There was a hint of deep arrogance, as if he didn't take them seriously.

"Then according to Mr. Er's opinion, what should I do to completely remove Ji Jiulang's thorn in the side?"

Luo Long did not stand up, but lowered his head and asked.

"The intention of using the death of your two younger brothers as an excuse is too obvious.

Nothing is worse than silence. If you cause trouble for Ji Jiulang, others will inevitably protect him.

Why not let him get confused and take the initiative to seek your bad luck."

Mr. Second's eyebrows were calm and he started brewing the third pot of tea.

After two rounds of boiling water, the strong smell of the tea gradually faded, but he still tasted it deliciously.

Luo Long frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the words.

Naji Yuan is in the realm of Tongmai. Even if he condenses four energy meridians, what will happen no matter how deep the accumulation is?

The level gap here is like a natural chasm, which is difficult to cross.

I am not a lowly person like Hu Biao!

Rely on taking medicine and taking elixirs to forcibly elevate your realm.

No matter how many times he undergoes blood transfusions, he is still a porcelain man who is strong on the outside and dry on the inside, and will break at the touch of a touch.

Luo Long thought that he had a solid foundation and his Vajra Palm was superb.

In addition, he also practiced a horizontal martial arts, which made him thorough both internally and externally, and his qi and blood were tempered and strong.

In the same situation, it can also be called first-rate.

Unless Ji Jiulang was crazy, how could he not think about seeking his own bad luck?

"Hit the snake seven inches, Ji Jiulang has a second uncle from Nanzhen Fusi, named Ji Chengzong.

He is only the general banner of the seventh rank, his martial arts is low, and he is easy to handle.

If you could seize Ji Chengzong, force Ji Yuan to join you in the ring, and make a desperate statement.

It can happen!"

The second gentleman's eyes flickered, and his eyes seemed to be dark. At first glance, he didn't look very energetic.

But if you look carefully, you will feel like your mind is being sucked in.

"Hiss, this second gentleman is actually a Taoist practitioner!"

Luo Long raised his head to meet the falling gaze, and was suddenly startled.

Nowadays, except for Qin Tianjian, very few people take the path of Qi training.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth is increasingly exhausted, and its matter is as mixed as sand.

If you don't occupy the ancient secret realm, you will be sitting in a small cave.

Use the spiritual eyes and spiritual points left behind to cultivate your soul and refine your thoughts.

It’s hard to achieve anything big.

"Everyone in the world knows that trouble cannot harm the family... Mr. Second, if I do something like this, won't I be ridiculed by others?"

Luo Long was a little hesitant. He didn't care about his face or reputation.

I simply want the Duke of Liang to give me some guarantees so that I won’t be punished.

If he touched Ji Chengzong, it would be a personal grudge.

Once you lose to Ji Yuan, life and death will be in the hands of others.

Even if we move out the Ministry of War and the laws of the Jing Dynasty, it will be of no use.

The sage's edict clearly states that if two people fight against each other and sign a life and death certificate, they will bear the consequences regardless of punishment.

The second gentleman’s tone was light and he reassured and promised:

"You don't understand the principles of success and defeat of enemies? How can you learn the art of war?

If you win, the Duke of the country will not treat you badly.

He had thirteen adopted sons, and Yang Xiu died in the Xishan paddock, leaving one person vacant."

Luo Long was startled for a moment, and his breathing immediately became heavy.

The whiskers like steel needles tremble constantly, showing that the mood is not calm.

What if I became the adopted son of Duke Liang!

Who else in the Ministry of War dares to look down on him?

Maybe you can count on the throne of the Minister of War!

"What? Aren't you happy? Could it be that the family is still in high status?"

Mr. Er asked deliberately.

"How dare you! I lost my father when I was young, and my three brothers were raised by their mother!

To be honest, Mr. Er, Luo has been wandering for half his life and has never found a benefactor.

If the Duke of the country does not give up, I am willing to worship him as my adoptive father, and serve him with all my heart!"

Luo Long's eyes gleamed, and he spoke so eloquently that he wished he could call him daddy on the spot.

What kind of goods is Yang Xiu?

A naughty person who is used to causing trouble.

After recognizing Liang Guogong as his adoptive father.

In the rampant Tianjing City, even the generals Zhong Xungui retreated away.

"With these words, I'll wait for you to pull out Ji Jiulang in one fell swoop.

At that time, you can show your loyalty and bravery to the Duke in person."

The second gentleman smiled lightly and drank the last cup of tea with a calm expression.

The Duke of Guo previously sent Yang Ping, but he was stopped by an old monk who was halfway out of the way to disrupt the situation. He was not sure whether he was alive or dead.

After that, He Yunchou, who was in the third half of the hall, wanted to cling to him and promised to eradicate the troubles for the Duke of Liang.

Unexpectedly, the three major gangs in Tianjing fell into the hands of Beizhen Fusi.

It seems that every time the Duke of Liang tries to deal with that Liaodong mud-legged man, he encounters setbacks.

"It's really a bad year and a rough road for fortune."
To be continued...