Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

Glancing at Mo Xuan, who had an indifferent expression, Nangong Junfei's deliberately lowered voice contained a hint of inexplicable meaning: "It is said that they left in a hurry last night."

"Leaved in a hurry last night?" A trace of doubt flashed in Qingyun's eyes: "Brother Nangong, does he know the reason?"

Mo Xuan said that Nangong Junfei's ancestor was one of the heroes who assisted the founding emperor in establishing the country. However, after the founding of the country, he refused the founding emperor's reward of becoming a king and prime minister, and took his descendants to live in seclusion among the people. He also strictly ordered future generations not to take it easy. Enter the court.

However, that ancestor was very knowledgeable and wise, and there were many talented people in the family. Over the years, the power of the Nangong family should not be underestimated.

And Nangong Junfei is the current clan leader, and he is outstanding in literary and military skills. It is easy to find out the movements of Xiao Yuming and others.

"The secret report said..."

As soon as he said three words, Nangong Junfei felt two icy gazes coming from the front left. He trembled slightly, such a cold momentum and overwhelming pressure! So Nangong Junfei wisely spoke with his tongue Turn: "The specific reason remains to be investigated." After saying that, he glanced at Mo Xuan secretly. Sure enough, the atmospheric pressure returned to normal.

Except for Qingyun, who was immersed in his thoughts, Lan Jue and others all felt the sudden cold wave that came and went away quickly around them. They looked at Mo Xuan subconsciously, and then remained silent together.

Covered by his long long sleeves, Mo Xuan held Qingyun's hand tightly and said softly: "Business matters, we can talk about other things later."

Hearing Mo Xuan's words, Qingyun put away her thoughts, nodded slightly, walked to the seats with Mo Xuan and others and sat down, quietly watching the competition in the field.

The three major martial arts masters from the previous session still did not show up. Linghu Changan was also unexpectedly absent today. According to Master Ming Yin, he was suddenly infected with the cold last night and could not come. Although everyone had doubts, they did not say it clearly. The martial arts community was originally in a commotion. The conference ended hastily before noon.

"Brother Mo Xian..."

Master Mingyin and Taoist Master Pushan both walked up to Mo Xuan and the others. Just as they were about to say something, a middle-aged man suddenly came over and saluted Mo Xuan, saying, "Young Master Mo, I have met Mr. Mo far away."

"Butler Linghu, there is no need to be polite." Mo Xuan stood up slowly while holding Qing Yun's hand, with an indifferent expression.

Linghu Yuan smiled and looked at Mo Xuan with a look that was obviously more charming and flattering: "My master has invited Young Master Mo to come over and have a talk."

The people present were not ordinary people. Naturally, they could see that Linghu Yuan was enthusiastic about Mo Xuan and couldn't help but have different expressions. After all, Linghu Chang'an had strongly invited Mo Xuan to Diewu Villa as a guest yesterday, and Sima Zhao was already a stranger in his heart. Everyone knows.

Frowning slightly, Mo Xuan said calmly: "Didn't I say that I would think about it for a few days? Why did Master Linghu ask me to visit the house again today?"

"Well......"

Unexpectedly, Mo Xuan would ask such a question. Linghu Yuan choked and quickly said with a smile: "My master has important matters to discuss with Mr. Mo, so I ordered my servant to come and invite Mr. Mo." A touch of contempt was hidden in his face. Behind the smile and respectful eyes.

"In that case, please ask Butler Linghu to lead the way." He was really sleepy and sent pillows. They happened to be going to Diewu Villa.

Nangong Junfei next to him smiled and said: "I heard that the scenery in Diewu Villa is beautiful and picturesque. I wonder if I can go and visit it?"

"It is said that the master of Linghu Village has a unique ancient sword in his collection. I also want to appreciate it, so why don't we come together?" Taoist Master Pushan turned to Master Mingyin and said, "Chess Basket, are you going?"

Master Mingyin put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, and the meaning was self-evident.

"There are many masters in Diewu Villa. I, the master of the pavilion, are going to witness whether the rumors are true." Ye Youlan crossed her arms across her chest, as if no strangers were allowed to enter.

"This..." Linghu Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but he was troubled in his heart. The master definitely didn't want Ye Youlan and others to come to the door, but these people were either highly respected or had outstanding martial arts skills, and not one of his servants could do it.

Unstoppable.

"Butler Linghu, there is no need to be embarrassed." Taoist Master Pu Shan said gently: "Pin Tao and the others have a close friendship with Brother Mo Xian, and they rarely meet each other. Naturally, this time we have to reminisce about old times. Since Diewu Villa is inconvenient for Pindao and Mr. Mo, we rarely meet each other.

If someone goes there, then we have to ask Master Linghu to come out and talk."

Linghu Yuan's expression changed, he thought for a while and gritted his teeth and said: "Guys, please come with me." The master ordered him to invite Mr. Mo back. If he doesn't invite Mr. Mo back, he will deal with it first without asking the reason.

It is a common practice for people who do things unfavorably, and the consequences can be imagined.

Watching the group leave, some of the martial arts people who had not yet left the top of Danjing Mountain either sighed secretly or gloated about their misfortune.

To them, Mr. Mo is a god-like existence. That old man from Linghu Changan actually wanted Mr. Mo to marry him. He was simply asking for death!

In the magnificent lobby of Diewu Villa, Qingyun and others were leisurely sipping tea.

"He is worthy of being the richest man in Xinggu County. Look at the decoration and the furnishings... Wow, it really makes people forget to leave!" Nangong Junfei sighed from time to time after entering the gate of the villa.

Picking up the hot tea served by the maid on the table and handing it to Qingyun, Mo Xuan said lightly: "Brother Xian, if you like it, you can stay here for a long time."

The servants waiting on the side were so shocked that cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. They all knew that the master and the young lady wanted to marry Mr. Mo, but they didn't know that Mr. Mo not only didn't appreciate it, but also passed it on to others. I really don't know what Mr. Mo was thinking.

How many people can't even ask for monstrous wealth, but Mr. Mo pushes it away?

"Brother Yu is so lucky that he can't afford it." Glancing at Qing Yun, who had a calm face, Nangong Junfei looked at Mo Xuan and said meaningfully: "But if the wise brother is willing to give up, Brother Yu will happily accept it!" with a pair of black eyes.

Shining with scorching light.

Taking a sip of the hot tea in his hand, Qingyun smiled and said, "Since Brother Xian likes it, it doesn't matter if I make the decision and give it to Brother Xian, but what will Brother Xian give in exchange?"

Doing business has to be profitable.

"What does Miss Yun want?"

"What do you think, Brother Xian?"

There was a faint smile on the ordinary face, but the dark eyes were shining with a fox-like brilliance, which made Nangong Junfei's heart tremble. He secretly marveled that the Ninth Princess was really smart as ice and snow. At the same time, he was also annoyed at his own recklessness.

He hurriedly got into the possession of the Ninth Princess, although his original intention was also to take possession of Diewu Villa.

"How about adding another three million taels of military supplies?" Nangong Junfei said in a secret voice: No one knows that although the Nangong family has withdrawn from the court, it has been secretly responsible for providing military supplies to the imperial army.

The emperors of the past dynasties only sent special personnel to coordinate, and this has not changed for hundreds of years.

Sipping tea elegantly, Qingyun shook her head slightly.

"Five million taels."

Qingyun still shook her head and said nothing.

"Eight million taels."

...

Nangong Junfei gritted his teeth and said: "Twenty percent of the income from all the Nangong family's properties!" Without waiting for Qingyun to say anything, he added: "This is extra military resources. My brothers and sisters must be noble, otherwise my Nangong family's People are about to drink the northwest wind!"

Playing with the tea cup in his hand, Qingyun turned slightly and said in a secret voice: "Twenty percent income is indeed a lot, but it is just a drop in the bucket for the Nangong family. Besides, Linghu Changan has three silver veins in his hand, and the buried Wealth is even more immeasurable, no matter how good a brother is, he is sure to make a profit, right?"

"Is this true?" Nangong Junfei raised his eyebrows. He originally came here for the wealth Linghu Changan buried underground in Diewu Villa, and had never thought about the three silver veins.

Qingyun smiled and said nothing.

"Tell me, what are the conditions for my brothers and sisters?" The Nangong family has been able to stand for hundreds of years. Naturally, all the previous heads of the family are by no means mediocre. Nangong Junfei is even better than his predecessors.

"The conditions are" Qingyun's eyes flashed with a cunning light: "First, 40% of all the Nangong family's property, including the original military supplies; second, each generation of Nangong family's children must have two of the best Outstanding elites join the dynasty as officials, fully assist the emperors of the past generations, loyal only to the emperors of the past generations, and swear not to betray! I hereby swear as the next emperor: As long as the Sima family is immortal, the Nangong family will be in peace! This article will also be included in the ancestral precepts of the Sima family! If future emperors break this promise and want to harm the Nangong family, the Nangong family can discuss with the Hulong clan to dethrone the emperor and establish a new emperor!"

Nangong Junfei couldn't help but feel shocked after hearing this.

He had known for a long time that the current emperor intended to pass the throne to the Ninth Princess. He also knew that the Ninth Princess was smart and wise and loved the people like a son. It would be a blessing to the country and the people that the Ninth Princess could succeed him as the emperor.

Whether it is him or the entire Nangong family, it is not that they do not believe in the current emperor or the Ninth Princess, but they do not believe in the imperial power.

In fact, the Nangong family was already a famous family in the previous dynasties, but the emperors in the previous dynasties were jealous, arbitrary, and cruel. The Nangong family eventually suffered a genocide. Only the ancestor, a child under ten years old, survived, so the ancestor After assisting the founding emperor in establishing the country, he resolutely refused the founding emperor's reward and retired to the private sector, and strictly ordered future generations not to set foot in the court easily.

During the hundreds of years since the founding of the new dynasty, even though the Nangong family has been fulfilling its duty of secretly supplying military supplies to the imperial army, it has also encountered several disasters. Although not all members of the family were executed, generations of people have also been suppressed in various ways, and countless people have been suppressed. Outstanding disciples die in depression due to lack of ambition.

Now that the Ninth Princess has made such an oath as the next emperor, it shows the Ninth Princess's sincerity and determination. It would be a lie to say that he is not moved, but...

"Nangong Family Head, there is no need to rush to make a decision. You can reply to me when you think about it clearly!" Seeing Nangong Junfei's struggle, Qingyun comforted him in a secret voice. After all, it is about the future fate of the entire Nangong family. She will also think twice.

"Ninth Princess's love and trust in my Nangong family, I, Nangong Junfei, feel deeply in my heart! As for these two conditions," Nangong Junfei looked straight at Qingyun...