A trace of loneliness flashed through Xiao Jingchen's eyes, and the curve of the rising corners of his mouth gradually became cold. The long fingers covered by his sleeves trembled slightly, and they were suddenly clenched into fists, but their faces were still calm and they could not see any sign of it.

I glanced at Yan Weile sitting next to me, and for some reason I felt a silence in my heart, very sour and painful. [26nbsp;]

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The night is dark and the wind is high. In the courtyard, the candlelight sways on the paper window. A man in black quickly flew on the roof. He didn't take long to flash into a door and window, and sat in the Taishi chair.

The old man leaned against him seemed to notice the movement, and his tired eyes opened instantly. When he saw the person kneeling on the ground, his face became calm without any surprise.

"How is it done?"

It was a very plain question, but it made people feel extremely depressed, as if your answer was not satisfied with him, and he could send you to hell in a moment.

The man in black who was kneeling on the ground, even though his hands were already covered in blood and was used to the storm, he felt a little afraid of the superior old man.

"Return to the Prime Minister, the matter was going very smoothly, and those low-ranking officials and officials have already robbed them."

"Okay, very good." After hearing the news, the old man smiled all his eyebrows, slapped the table, and his hands naturally fell behind him, saying as if he was muttering to himself, without any concealing his pride in his tone.

"So what about the Yan family? So what about the general of the country? This time the Jingzhou flood is his death." For many years, the Yan family has been like a stone pressing on his heart, suppressing his behavior!

Yan Weile was successful in his youth. Over the years, he had all won great victories. He had already held most of the military power of Shengyuan. Therefore, he could not offend the Yan family no matter what. He had tried many times to win him over, but unfortunately he did not end up.

As a result, that old man Yan was a stubborn freak, and that Yan Weile was not much better than his grandfather!

Think about the Luo Zhongzhan, where can he bear this kind of depression that is controlled by others, but Yan Weilei gave him more than once or twice, and he never put him as the prime minister.

In my eyes! Although this time, although His Majesty sent Yan Weile to this flood, he gave him a chance to do something! Even if they cannot be eradicated, they will at least be seriously injured!
Chapter completed!