"You said you overheard two generals secretly discussing it."
Cai'er came back and mysteriously reported the gossip she had heard. Yang Lin looked at her with a strange look.
This little guy's reputation for inquiring is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It seems that this innocent little fox has really been tricked into thinking he is a fool.
If he hadn't already understood the cause and outcome of the Conferred Gods War, and if he was really the original Huang Tianhao, he might have believed that the news was true and suddenly fell into the whirlpool of family affection.
Or, they may have some unrealistic delusions about their future and the king.
Whether Wucheng King Huang Feihu will pass on the title of king, he will definitely do it.
However, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible for it to be transmitted to yourself.
Even if there was an incident in the Huang Mansion, Jia was molested by King Zhou, and his sister-in-law Huang Fei was both killed. Later, Huang Feihu returned to Xiqi and fled to Xiqi. After being displaced and fighting for many years, King Wu Cheng still believed the most. His four sons.
Huang Tianhua, in particular, acted on behalf of King Wucheng's forces on many occasions.
Brothers fighting tigers, father and son fighting in the battle, I don't know how good the relationship is, and I don't know how much trust they have in each other.
Just as Huang Tianxiang said angrily that day, in the eyes of some people in the house, he was actually a "barbaric bastard" and a young master who was not recognized by many people.
What is meritorious service, what is trustworthiness?
Yang Lin was certain that this was just a smoke screen.
What you hear with your own ears may not be true, even if you see it with your own eyes, it may be false.
The greatest possibility is still as Aunt Xue analyzed.
In fact, I don't want to be an eyesore in the palace and block someone's path to progress.
Yuxu personally accepted his disciples and became the third generation disciple of the saint. This was such an opportunity and even the slightest risk, the other party was not willing to take it.
"They don't know that I actually never thought that I could really be accepted as a disciple by True Monarch Qingxu Daode. Even if the original story continues, the disciple who becomes the Chan Cult would have been Huang Tianhua."
"Even if there is a Golden Immortal from the Chan Sect who comes to accept me as a disciple, he is actually not willing to do so. I have a lot of skills, and I have the Immortality Secret, which was passed down by Guangchengzi himself. I also don't have a shortage of magic weapons. My own innate-level sword, the Mountain River Sword, is essentially It is the Bagua furnace from Taishang Laojun. Speaking of it, it is still a weapon trained by the leader of the Human Cult, and it is not much weaker. So, why should you join the Chan Cult and obey the assignments and arrangements of the so-called Twelve Golden Immortals to fight? Beat him to death?"
"Unfortunately, no one else will believe these words, not even Aunt Xue and Cai'er around me."
Yang Lin's eyes were strange and thoughts were spinning in his mind.
No matter what some people in the palace think, this news is actually an opportunity.
A chance to escape the quagmire.
Seeing that this palace is now very prosperous, like flowers blooming and fire cooking oil, in fact, in Yang Lin's view, this is the last scene.
Although Yang Lin doesn't know, what is the big business leader thinking about now? And why did she do all kinds of weird things? Is the nine-tailed fox really that powerful and able to confuse people's hearts? Did Nuwa really give some kind of order to destroy business?
Whether these rumors are true or false is not important.
The most important thing is that the ending of Huang Mansion will hardly change.
Therefore, it is actually a good thing to lead troops on an expedition.
This is called sleeping on a pillow. Even if some people don't leave the palace, they will have to find various ways to leave the palace.
…
The time has just passed.
Huang Feihu came over.
He was still as friendly as when we met him at the martial arts field that day.
After asking Yang Lin how his life was, he sighed, "Xiaoxue, are you still blaming me for not protecting Qiu Lan? I didn't want to do that either. Who knows, I will let her down." It’s my heart.”
"You don't need to tell me what the prince said. No matter how nice it is, my sister won't hear it. I just hope that the prince will consider her past friendship and treat her flesh and blood well..."
Aunt Xue's face was as frosty as ice, and her whole body exuded a coldness that kept strangers away from her.
This should be her true face.
Yang Lin felt that this woman who had replaced her mother and lived in Qingmu Garden would only show another friendly side when facing an ignorant girl like himself and Cai'er.
"Of course, Tianhao is also my flesh and blood, so how could I treat him badly? This time the great merchants mobilized their country to conquer the barbarians and protect the vast territory. This is a good opportunity for our generation to make a name for ourselves.
If Tian Hao can make great achievements in this battle, he will have the opportunity to be granted the title of Duke or Marquis. It is even possible for me to inherit the title of King. "
Huang Feihu looked lonely and said sincerely: "The Aoki tribe has never been taken seriously by the Dongyi Royal Court. Even if they respond to the royal court's orders, they are only oppressed by others and driven to the vanguard to fight to the death against the great merchants. What will happen to them in the end?"
What he said actually makes sense. At least, Aunt Xue recognized this.
The Qingmu tribe has been attacked by the Shang Dynasty in recent years, and internally, it has to prevent the annexation of some large tribes. The hundreds of Dongyi tribes are said to be the same tribe. In fact, the bloody killings internally are not safer than the external ones, and are even more dangerous. Be cruel.
Bloodlines, population, medicinal materials, and treasures can all be plundered.
Wang Ting is not so much the co-owner of Dongyi, but rather the largest tribe among them. The constant apportionment and oppression have long made many tribes miserable.
If the Shang Dynasty had not wanted to unify the world, conquer the four barbarians, and send out large armies to attack, hundreds of Dongyi tribes would have been reduced to a pot of rotten porridge, and there would be no chance of unity.
But even now, when foreign enemies are invading and the tribe is dying, the small peripheral tribes still dare not rashly believe in some of the promises made by the Dongyi Royal Court.
Those Dongyi nobles have been aloof for too long and have not cared about the life and death of the people below them. What's more, they are people who belong to other tribes, and they are assigned tasks such as death and interception at will. If they don't obey, they will die. It is not unusual for small tribes to annex all of them and integrate them into the royal court.
Huang Feihu saw that Aunt Xue seemed to be persuaded, and smiled and said: "Dashang is different, he will not treat his heroes badly. No matter what, the leader of the Qingmu tribe is also Tianhao's uncle, which makes him a little closer.
After the Aoki tribe surrendered to the Great Shang, they had Prince Wucheng's palace as a guarantee, so no matter how bad the situation was, it wouldn't be much worse. As long as you perform meritorious service, you might be able to reach a higher level, develop into a large tribe, and become the master of hundreds of thousands of miles of wilderness. "
He turned to look at Yang Lin, "And you, with this credit, no matter what the situation in Dongyi's war is, the future will always be very good. I wonder, does Tianhao have the courage to lead the troops and take over the position of commander of the partial division?"
"Why choose me?"
Yang Lin asked noncommittally.
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