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Section 62 Seven Masters

Of course, there is another version of the rumor that the legitimate son of the Linghu family was discovered because of an affair with his elder concubine, so he was in a hurry and killed someone to silence him. In the end, in order to preserve his face, the family had to expel Qi from the family. In short, the heads of the legitimate son of the Linghu family were all the halo of corrupting the style of the family.

Wufeng also knew that such affair, incest and debauchery were countless among the aristocratic families, and they were not as news at all. Each family knew each family's affairs, and this kind of thing was not worth making a fuss. The only reason why this matter was so big was probably because it was seen, and it might be known to outsiders, so the family lottery had to deal with it so severely.

"Linghu, the past has passed. I don't want to explore anything about personal private life issues. But as a senior official in the northwest, especially a senior official in the key department, your origin must be kept in the Security Bureau. Now the Protectorate is about to be established. As the director of the Military Intelligence Bureau, you are always blank in the Security Bureau file in the column of your origin resume. This does not comply with the rules, so I must tell you." Seeing that your confidant's face was pale and dazed, Wu Feng was also a little worried. He had never seen such a situation as his subordinate. Perhaps this incident was very exciting to Linghu Yi, who was still very young at that time, so he had such a reaction. It seems that he must give him a wake-up call and let him wake him up.

"Enough! Linghu Yi, look at your appearance, how could you look like the director of the Military Intelligence Bureau?! Isn't it just a woman? Women are like clothes, brothers are like brothers, have you never heard of this? I became so distraught for a woman. I really didn't expect how I chose a useless person like you as my military intelligence director!" His tone suddenly changed, and Wufeng shouted angrily: "I don't care what you have before. When you go to my northwest, as long as you are loyal, as long as you have the ability, I don't care about anything else, let alone those things that Chen Guzi had rotten sesame years ago! Having the ability to do a great career and return home in glory, let your Linghu family members look up at you with admiration and admiration, that is truly a man! Remember one thing for me, history is written for successful people. As long as you succeed, no matter what you have done before, you can write it off!"

Seeing Linghu Yi's face turned panic under his anger and scolded, Wufeng felt relieved and continued to enlighten: "As long as you succeed, all public opinion will revolve around your baton! Greedy and lustful can be called liu and passionate, cruelty can be considered as domineering talent, domineering and stubbornness can be regarded as decisive and determined, and changing with the wind can be regarded as being able to judge the situation. The right and wrong in this world cannot be said to be completely determined by the successful, but those little things like your bullshit are not worth mentioning at all!"

"Linghu, I am very optimistic about you. I hope your mind will not be entangled by these insignificant little things. Jiangnan will sooner or later be my pocket. At that time, those noble families will be lying in front of us and wait for us to give orders. No one will remember what happened ten years ago. I can guarantee that they will be more forgetful than anyone else!"

Wufeng's enlightenment made Linghu Yi burst into tears from the bottom of his heart. His wild and domineering words wiped out all the knots in Linghu Yi's heart. He could only kneel on the ground, choking up.

"Okay, stand up for me. I, Li Wufeng, don't need someone who can only kowtow. I don't want to say much about anything else. Let me put aside everything before. Now you are a brand new Linghu Yi, the director of the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Western Xinjiang Protectorate! No one can control you and change you!" Seeing Linghu Yi standing up and gradually regaining his usual calm image, Wufeng felt relieved: "Look at the actions of Maqi Khan in Sanjiang. I guess they will not lie dormant for too long! In addition, the relationship between Situ Biao and Cheng Dayou has reached, we also need to find out for me! Go, there are more major things waiting for you to do, and don't be affected by the things that have passed!"

Seeing Linghu Yi standing up again disappear at the end of the path, Wufeng then took his eyes back. After solving Linghu Yi's heart disease, Wufeng felt much more relaxed. Dao Su, he should let him go and hold on to this handle. Could it be that he really gave up a rare general for the sake of life?! What is a woman? No matter whether he plays with elders or someone, it is already a thing of the past. Let him go over the past.

Everything returned to peace. Wu Feng let out a long sigh and walked alone. The Sanjiang problem was always like a needle inserted in his heart, but now he seemed to be powerless. Although Tiannan was used by Wang Zongxi to select officials to reform the system of selecting officials, it does not mean that Tiannan could be completely relieved. If Sanjiang was really occupied by the Maqi Khan, how should he deal with it?

Although it is midsummer, the sun is like fire outside the mountains, the geese are full of coolness. The inkstone pool is as green as ink. The sky is vast and the clouds are shining. Even if the scorching sun is hanging high, the breeze on the lake surface makes people unable to feel the power of the scorching sun at all. Those who are weak even need to add a coat to drive away the coolness of the vest.

The lake is surrounded by green, with green eyes full of eyes, the waves are as flat as a mirror, and the boat is as calm as a dream. I stand quietly in the middle of the lake. The gentle lake breeze quietly lifts up the lake silk curtains in the cabin in the cabin, and you can vaguely see the figures of the people in the cabin. Such a beautiful scene should be accompanied by beautiful women and wine to cheer up, but except for a few pots of tea, there is only one woman in the cabin. And judging from that posture, this cold and beautiful woman of the milf does not seem to be like a man in the dust.

A small boat that flew like an arrow and cut through the calm lake. When the boat approached the boat, someone immediately put down the wooden ladder and asked the boat to get on the boat to get on the boat. The boat left immediately. After sending the two into the cabin, the cabin door was immediately closed tightly. The pick-up people pressed their swords and held their swords, stood at the bow of the boat and looked vigilantly at the lake around the boat. Several small boats in the distance surrounded the boat in the middle. It was obvious that there seemed to be an important gathering on the boat.

"Here, here, brothers Su, what's the delay? I'm late and I should have been punished for wine, but this is a tea party, so I can only use tea instead of wine." As soon as the curtain was rolled up, two middle-aged men with similar faces entered the middle cabin, holding their fists and apologizing: "Brothers, it's really because of the many trivial matters and the need to avoid ears and ears, so I've been delayed for some time."

Everyone in the cabin met with the two of them and greeted each other. After a while, the chattering was over, and the cabin gradually calmed down.

"Okay, everyone is here. Today is probably the first time that our seven people in Jiangnan gathered like this in a few years. Apart from the people in charge of our seven people, there is only Lord Liao. Lord Liao is not an outsider and is not a different person from our seven people. Over the years, our seven people have all relied on Lord Liao to maintain the current situation. I won't say much nonsense. Today's gathering is probably because we have been here through various means to cover up our eyes and ears. There is only one purpose, that is, everyone will talk about our current situation and what should we do now?" The person who spoke was white without any beard, his small eyes flashed with a pair of smart and bright eyes, he wore a blue shirt, a lake silk satin folding fan, and an exquisite spring bird embroidered on the satin. You can tell the authentic works of Zhao Meng, a master of the Jiangnan School of Painting in the dynasty.

"Brother Wen, the current situation is similar. We have paid what we should pay, but we still have to give what we shouldn't give. I don't think we need to say more. Humph, people are the slaughter and I am the fish. We are all the same. We can only accept it. What else can we do? Let's get up and rebel, right?" The sarcastic words came from a short man sitting in the southernmost part of the world. He was peeling lychees lightly, but he probably rarely peeled them by himself, which seemed a little clumsy.

"Brother Murong, I'm afraid the situations of each other are still a little different? Did you just give a few more money? Anyway, your business is profitable and can afford it. We are different. They are all earned by one penny. In addition to the normal tax, we have a lot of money added. Today's defense tax, tomorrow's combat reserves, and the day after tomorrow, military service tax. If we do this, we can't afford it even if we have gold and silver in our family." The conversation with the short man was a solid man huddled in the corner, wearing a cloth clothes and a thick linen belt around our waist. Due to the light, his face was blurred and could not be seen clearly. He was just dressed in a bunch of gentry dressed in the cabin and looked a little dazzling.

"Boss Zhou, what do you mean? What's wrong with me doing a slave business? That's also allowed by the imperial law. Is your salt business very clean? What a joke!" The man called Brother Murong was obviously a little angry, and he was a little nervous when he spoke.

"Two, what are we here today? Could it be that we were listening to the two of us? If the two can solve the problem after a while of argument, then it would be okay for us to listen. But the endless donations and taxes were pumped down one by one, but the business was getting worse and worse. I am afraid that no business we do can withstand such troubles." A low voice came from a hunchbacked old man sitting on the north side. Floods of blue smoke erupted from his nose, but his eyes seemed to be on the rippling lake outside the window. "If this battle really starts, the foundation accumulated by our generations will be completely destroyed."

"Old Qian, then what do you mean-?" A middle-aged gentleman next to him quickly continued to speak and asked.
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