Da Bong fights more people

"Thank you Master."

The old monk Taling nodded with a smile, clasped his hands together, and bowed his head in silence.

The little fox jumped onto the futon beside the old monk, curled up, and waited for Mu Nanzhi's call. After waiting, it fell asleep again.

The next day, [-] hours.

The sky before dawn is the darkest, and the torches are blazing at the Meridian Gate.

Civil and military officials gathered quietly outside the Meridian Gate, waiting for the sound of the drum and the coming of the court meeting.

At the same moment, Ji Yuan dressed neatly and walked out of the room.

Xu Yuanshuang and Xu Yuanhuai were already waiting in the hall. In addition, there were four elders with extremely high seniority and knowledge in the negotiating team.

They were full of energy and radiant, holding their breath, wishing to put on their wings immediately, to overwhelm the lord and Emperor Dafeng in the Golden Luan Hall, and to raise the prestige of Yunzhou.

After a simple breakfast, Ji Yuan took the six of them out, and when he walked to the courtyard, he saw a young man in a silver gong uniform, with an out-of-the-ordinary demeanor and rather handsome features, staring at him coldly.

"What is the name of this grown-up?"

Ji Yuan asked with a smile.

"Song Tingfeng!"

Yin Gong's tone was as cold as his expression.

"The name is good." Ji Yuan commented indifferently, walked up to him with a smile on his face, and asked:

"I don't know where I offended Mr. Song?

"Since yesterday, Mr. Song has looked at me very badly."

Song Tingfeng smiled skinny but not:

"Why give Qiu Kou a good face."

"What a hater."

Ji Yuan clicked his tongue repeatedly:

"Remember, when I saw your great emperor in the Golden Luan Hall, I said, Song Tingfeng, who beat the watchman, regarded me as an enemy and wanted to assassinate me.

"Master Song thinks, what will your emperor do with you?"

Song Tingfeng's expression changed.

Ji Yuan sneered:

"Treat me as an enemy, a mere silver gong, do you deserve it?"

Chapter 1 Conditions of Yunzhou ([-])

Song Tingfeng didn't change his face, and said indifferently:

"This is the capital city, not Yunzhou, if you want to sue, go ahead.

"If you really dare to do this, I still admire you as a character. If you don't dare, you are a coward."

He pressed the knife with one hand, with a rebellious expression.

He was not intimidated by Ji Yuan at all.

Xu Yuanshuang looked at Song Tingfeng in surprise. According to the current situation, Emperor Dafeng and the princes couldn't wait to negotiate a peace and a truce.

The entire Dafeng senior management was frightened by the incident of Jianzheng's "death". At this juncture, if they dare not be afraid of the Yunzhou Mission, and they are so stubborn, they are either stunned or have backers.

But even if there are court princes as backers and angered Brother Nine, I'm afraid they won't be able to keep him.

"presumptuous!"

Ji Yuan didn't speak, the Yunzhou officials behind him got angry, pointed at Song Tingfeng and reprimanded:

"Dare to talk to Master Ninth like that, how many heads do you have?"

"Insulting the envoy of the peace talks in public, this crime alone can put you in jail."

"Vulgar warriors don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth."

Ji Yuan opened the folding fan with a "snap", looked at Song Tingfeng, and said with a smile:

"Oh, it seems that there is a backer, let's talk about it...

"My son wants to know who ordered you to lurk in the post station, trying to sabotage the peace talks, and conspiring against others."

A big hat can be buckled as soon as it is said. If the backer behind Song Tingfeng is average or there is no backer, the accusation of the Yunzhou Mission alone can make him go to prison for questioning.

Among the watchmen guarding the inn, this one dared to look at him unscrupulously and hostilely. Ji Yuan noticed him when he checked in yesterday.

Although Ji Yuan wouldn't take the initiative to give a silver gong his power, but he couldn't tolerate him being presumptuous under his nose.

Xu Yuanshuang frowned, and glanced at the sky:

"Brother Nine, let's go, the time is coming soon."

An old man in scarlet robe behind Ji Yuan smiled and said:

"A few words will not get in the way. Besides, there is a reason for this. If the Dafeng court asks, we will tell the truth."

This is not only embarrassing this little silver gong, deliberately late, but also can put pressure on the court princes.

Qing Piao Piao's words were blocked back, and Xu Yuanshuang stopped talking.

Song Tingfeng sneered, maintaining the posture of pressing the handle of the knife with one hand, and stared at everyone.

He neither spoke harshly nor gave in.

"Snapped!"

Ji Yuan closed his folding fan, glanced at Song Tingfeng, and didn't waste too much time on this little man.

He has the bargaining chip in his hand to make Emperor Dafeng submit, just a small silver gong, and he can deal with it as he wants.

Looking at the backs of the people leaving the station, Song Tingfeng turned his head and spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"Boss, you were so majestic just now."

Several Tonggongs on duty at the side came over with admiration on their faces.