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Fengdu is located in the middle of Zhongzhou, and the royal city is located in the middle of Fengdu, facing south.

Outside the royal city is an open square covering a huge area.

Above the square are clear stripes, made of stone slabs like white jade. This white jade slab is produced from the mountains of Youzhou. It is not only tough but also beautiful, but also made of a whole. Even the melted snow water cannot penetrate into the ground.

Outside the royal city, there are elite guards wearing armor and holding sharp weapons every day, riding BMWs on the Shenji Camp. Among the towering towers of the royal city, there are also masters from the East and West Factory taking shifts day and night, and the guards are extremely strict.

Even Han Changgong's carriage had to go through numerous inspections when he came here.

"Mr. Han, offended me."

Put down the curtain of the car, and the young man in black armor bowed and retreated.

Han Changgong waved his hand and looked at the royal city with his eyes.

Feng is the center of Dafeng, the royal city, and the place where great fortunes gather. In his eyes, it is like a divine dragon that swallows the sun and the moon, sacred and vast.

He has traveled to various countries, and no country's fortune can be compared with the peak of Dafeng.

The great fortune is vast and grand. The great fortune is already at its peak, and it still has a national fortune of at least four hundred years.

but......

A trace of haze flashed in Han Changgong's deep eyes.

"What exactly is affecting the country's destiny..."

Looking at the towering royal city, Han Changgong murmured in his heart.

The great fortune is strong and the fire is cooking oil. Even if Fengdu City loses its majesty in the previous battle, it will not damage the foundation of the country. However, he can see that the national fortune, which is at its peak, is passing and dissipating.

This range is very small, and even he discovered it only after deducing the national fortunes many times.

But luck is mysterious and the country's fortune is even more mysterious. He can deduce the rise and fall of the country's fortune, but it is impossible to go into every aspect.

It is even more impossible to know all the reasons in a subtle way.

Step ~~~

The carriage drove through the white jade-like moat bridge, passed through the main entrance, and headed towards the hall.

In the empty hall, it is solemn and noble.

The shadow of Han Ting Palace is the old man.

On the throne, King Feng waved his hand:

"Give a seat!"

The two eunuchs immediately brought their chairs.

"Thank you, King."

Han Changgong bowed slightly and sat down.

"Han Qing shouldn't take risks with his own life."

King Feng sighed slightly, looking a little sad:

"You and the Grand Master are both my secret ministers. The Grand Master has left me. If you have something to do, I will be a real lonely person..."

"The king said to mourn the last tribute."

Han Changgong's eyes also dimmed slightly.

He had been with Ji Chonghua for many years. Although he had different political views, he looked down on him quite a bit, but he had some friendship.

After he left the customs, he had also seen Ji Chonghua. Unfortunately, Ji Chonghua thought he didn't believe in Feng Shui and luck, so he had no choice.

"Han Qing has seen that Taoist, can he gain something?"

King Feng's face was calm and he spoke lightly.

Han Changgong did not hide it and told all the things that happened after the two met.

"That Taoist is quite friendly to Han Qing..."

A rippling rippled in King Feng's eyes. Seeing that Han Changgong's expression was not changing, he turned to him:

"Han Qing has ever read it wrong? That Taoist man has no problem becoming a divine vein, but Tianshou is only one hundred years old?"

"There may be differences, but it is roughly the case."

Han Changgong nodded slightly and said.

"One Jiazi, one Jiazi..."

King Feng tapped the back of the chair with a subtle expression and thoughtful thought.

He naturally believed in Han Sing Palace very much. The reason why he got from a down-and-out prince with an unintentional throne to this point today is that Han Sing Palace made great efforts.

But Tianshou is only one hundred years old.

Could it be that Taoist has not broken through the divine vein?

"Master!"

Seeing King Feng pondering, Han Changgong was silent for a moment, but still spoke:

"I have been in seclusion for more than a year and have deduced the land fortune of seventy-three states. In addition to Zhongzhou, there are 72 dragons in the states. Among them, there are the dragons that may transform into dragons, including Liang, You, Zhi, Yan, and Qi states..."

He was satisfied with the country's fortunes. He was in seclusion for more than a year, and was peeking at the land fortunes for King Feng and looking for the Qianlong.

Smack ~

The sound of knocking on the back of the chair was paused, and King Feng's eyes drooped, shining with a condensed light:

"Liangzhou Huangjue Temple, Youzhou Dalongmen, Zhizhou Zhengangdao, Yanzhou Jishen Sect, Qizhou, Wanjian Villa... Sure enough, these five major sects are the most threatening..."

The strength of the Dafeng Wulin is the best among all countries.

All of these five major sects have divine veins in charge, among which Mu Qingfeng from Wanjian Villa is the best master in the weapon list ranked second only to Pang Wanyang, the Six Prison Demon Sect.

The name is even bigger than that of the old monk Ikyu Ikyu in Huangjue Temple.

"Although there are many dragons everywhere, including Liang, You, Zhi, Yan, Qi, and Qianlong, the Qianlong in the five states, is even more powerful than dragons turning into dragons. However, as long as the national fortune is stable, no matter whether it is the dragon or Qianlong, it is impossible to threaten my Dafeng!"

Han Changgong looked solemn:

"The reason why the states can transform into hidden dragons is that it is because our Dafeng Kingdom is moving, but it is the land transportation that is produced..."

King Feng raised his eyebrows, and deep ripples appeared in his eyes:

"What should we do according to Han Qing's intention?"

"First, the battle with the Jinlang Kingdom is about to begin, and second, the king wants to abandon the intention of accepting the world's weapons. Third, it is light on labor service, less taxes, and kindness to the people..."

Han Changgong stood up and said ten things in a flash.

King Feng followed the good deeds as he did, and he wrote down one by one:

"I agree with what Han Qing said, but the specificity is still discussed with the ministers in the court tomorrow."

“That’s natural.”

Han Changgong bowed slightly: "I am just a sorcerer. How to govern is your Majesty and the ministers will naturally decide."

Speaking of this, Han Singgong paused.

Then he looked directly at King Feng and said:

"For twenty years, there will be no wars in the country, no disasters and great disasters, and peace in the world will be achieved. The reason why national destiny is shaken is not outside, but inside!

King, please let me deduce the royal city.

Find the culprit of going abroad for sport!”

The clanging sound fell to the ground and sounded.

Before, even listening to Shizhuo nodded in agreement, and was as good as King Liufeng, but at this moment, his face suddenly changed.

call!

In the empty hall, there seemed to be a strong wind wailing, blowing Han Changgong's wardrobe and flirting.

King Feng lowered his eyes and covered his sharp eyes.

After a while, I slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the sound was calm without any emotion:

"No!"

"Master!"

Seeing King Feng like this, Han Changgong's pupils shrank, and his heart suddenly rose huge waves.

An incredible thought flashed through his mind: ‘Does he know what?’

"Han Qing, you can go back and rest."

King Feng held his forehead with his hand and said lightly.

Han Changgong's eyes narrowed, and he felt that there was a sudden coldness in the hall. The light fell on King Feng through the screen, making him look a little cloudy and unstable.
To be continued...