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Chapter 0943 Coincidence(1/2)

  Even though I knew that Feng Wenhe could be sent out to carry out such a confidential matter, he must be his close confidant.

But Mi Langjun couldn't help but burst into rages, pointing at the sky and cursing the earth, and spitting out fragrance.

 "Mi Langjun, please calm down, Mi Langjun, please calm down!"

Han Long, on the other hand, when he heard Mi Zhao cordially greeting Feng Junhou, instead of getting angry, he went to comfort Mi Zhao:

  "The prince is just making a suggestion. If Mr. Mi Lang feels it is difficult, there is no need to do it."

Of course Mi Zhao didn’t want to do such a dirty thing.

 But most of the things in this world, nine times out of ten, are not caused by one’s own will.

If you really don’t do it, then what is the purpose of settling in Luoyang after the Mi family has spent a lot of energy?

 You can’t just try to find a way out if it’s true, right?

 When he arrived at the Wei State, he only said that the Wei State controlled the eight states in the world and was the most powerful.

 But when you really get to Luoyang, you will find that even though it is the most benign place in the Wei Kingdom, it is not uncommon for the powerful to be lawless and right-wing.

Not to mention that there have been obvious divisions at the top, and it is not like a big man to be able to unite and deal with the outside world.

 As for the lower-class people in Wei State, they not only had to suffer from labor, but also often suffered from hunger and cold.

 Compared to the days when the Han people at least had hope, it was even more different.

 It is not enough to compete with the Han Dynasty in governing the country at home, and it dare not compete with the Han Dynasty in using troops abroad.

After personally experiencing the dismemberment of the Shu family by the Prime Minister and Feng Wenhe, and then seeing the Wei State condoning the right-wing behavior.

 Comparing the two, Mi Zhao clearly realized that if the Wei State did not deal with the wealthy families, it would sooner or later be counterattacked.

 But how easy is it to solve the problem of aristocratic families?

Even if Cao Rui has the intention, he is probably powerless.

 Think about the time when Cao Rui ascended the throne and the Prime Minister began the Northern Expedition, as well as the various measures that the Han Dynasty took against the Wei State while solving the family problems.

 Mi Zhao suddenly realized this, and at the same time he felt a shudder:

The Prime Minister and Feng Wenhe may not be forcing Cao Rui, so that he cannot use his hands to solve Wei's internal problems.

It even forced Cao Rui to rely more on wealthy families to resist the pressure exerted by the Han Dynasty.

 This is like forcing Cao Rui to drink poison to quench his thirst. If he doesn't drink, he will be worried about death from thirst, and if he drinks, he will be worried about death from poison.

 What is the layout of state officials?

Taking the world as a chess game and making one move, others only see the chess piece in front of them, but they don’t realize that the person holding the chess piece is thinking about the opponent’s entire chess dragon.

That's all. The prime minister is called Wolong, and when he plays chess, he is called upright. He takes advantage of the situation and uses it to force others.

 But can the Ghost King be the same?

That is called a person who is unconventional, unpredictable, and ruthless.

Now Mi Zhao feels that he is just a chess piece, and he is also a chess piece in the hands of King Feng Gui.

 If you find it difficult, you don’t have to do it?

 Think easy!

Mi Zhao cursed for a long time until his mouth was dry. Then he sat down, picked up the tea cup and drank it all.

Then he let out a long breath, then closed his eyes to concentrate, and finally opened his eyes, and a handsome man with a shaky behavior reappeared in front of Han Long.

 Seeing that he was well-groomed, he said to Han Long:

“Please Mr. Han go back and tell Lord Feng that I know your wishes and will do my best.”

 “Ah! This...”

Han Long didn’t react for a moment:

“Mi Langjun, is this, agreed?”

 Of course I don’t want to agree!

 Seeing Mi Zhao solemnly, he said righteously:

"As the Prime Minister said in his "Chu Shi Biao", the great Han people with lofty ideals forgot about themselves, all for the purpose of reviving the Han Dynasty."

“As a relative of the Han Emperor, how can I lag behind others?”

Han Long looked at the elegant and handsome man in front of him, his eyes a little dull.

He even started to doubt, could it be that what he saw just now was just an illusion?

 “Mi Langjun is so righteous!”

Han Long bowed his hands in admiration and said sincerely, "I admire you!"

Just because of the opponent’s ability to change his face, you won’t be convinced!

“By the way, Mi Langjun, there is another letter here, which is from Huang Langjun to his family. If Mi Langjun has a chance, please send it to Huang Gongheng.”

Mi Zhao looked at the letter Han Long put on the table and frowned slightly:

“Although Huang Gongheng came to Juepinju, I only had a few words with him. It’s not certain whether he remembers me now.”

"If I rush to the door with the letter, I'm afraid it will appear too deliberate and may arouse people's suspicion."

Han Long seemed to have expected Mi Zhao to have such concerns, but he smiled when he saw him:

“Don’t worry, Mr. Mi Lang, the prince has said that Huang Langjun is the son of Huang Gongheng. Who among the caravans who have come from Wei in recent years has not heard of this?”

“As long as they can tell Huang Langjun some news about Huang Gongheng, Huang Langjun will be very grateful. While crying, he will often use his own money to give away an extra batch of goods.”

“In order to resolve the separation of flesh and blood with Huang Gongheng, Huang Langjun tried every means to find a way out over the years, and finally found Mi Langjun and asked Mi Langjun for help.”

“Huang Gongheng did not communicate with Huang Langjun in order to avoid suspicion; but Huang Langjun is a filial son with a sincere heart, which can be learned from heaven and earth.”

“If someone stops me, wouldn’t it mean that I am forcing someone to ignore the relationship between father and son? This is not the son of man!”

Mi Zhao:……

Your brilliance moved me so much!

If these words had been spoken by someone else, Mi Zhao would have jumped up, patted his chest, and responded.

 As for now...

He only had one thought in his mind: Feng Langjun, the clever talker, and the king of ghosts with profound foresight, really lived up to his reputation!

Those people Feng Wenhe brought to Nanxiang either followed him to Liangzhou or were promoted to work elsewhere.

 Only Huang Gongheng's son has been staying in Nanxiang as the county magistrate. Others only know that he is looking after Nanxiang, but they don't know that Feng Wenhe has other motives.

 When she thought about this matter, which had been planned for nearly ten years, Mi Zhao felt a little wet on her back.

 It would be unreasonable for people like Feng Wenhe not to be leaders of the younger generation of the Han Dynasty!

Mi Zhao picked up the letter, carefully hid it in his arms, and swallowed:

“I already know the prince’s intention, and I will definitely find a way to deliver it to Huang Gongheng.”

Although I don’t know what Feng Wenhe’s final plan was.

But Mi Zhao believed that it was definitely not just for Huang Chong and Huang Quan to talk about their separation.

 It has been planned for nearly ten years just for this, who would believe it!

"It's just that Huang Gongheng is a very principled person. If the prince wants to use this to persuade him to return to the Han Dynasty, it will be difficult."

It was impossible to guess what King Feng Gui wanted to do, but Mi Zhao still reminded him with all his heart.

“I don’t know what the ruler is thinking.”

Han Long shook his head and asked, "It's not appropriate for me to stay here longer. I will be returning to the west soon. I wonder if Mr. Mi Lang has any news or letters to deliver to you?"

“Cao Rui went to Shanyang City and has not returned yet. The king should have received news of this matter long ago.”

Mi Zhao pondered, "What's left is the Luoyang plague. Speaking of this matter, rumors have spread in the city in the past few days, making people in Luoyang panic."

"But the Wei people seem to have taken some measures recently. I heard that they invited a woman back from Shouchun, who was granted by the gods to ward off evil and bring good fortune."

 Speaking of this, Mi Zhao looked at Han Long with suspicion in his eyes:

"This woman is called the goddess of heaven by the people of Wei. I don't know about the affairs of the goddess..."

He also wanted to ask Junhou if he knew about this matter. In fact, he suspected whether there was any arrangement by King Feng Gui in this matter.

Unexpectedly, before he could ask the question, Han Long's expression changed drastically. He stood up suddenly and said in a voiceless voice: "Goddess?!"

 “Goddess?”

When Governor Feng heard the news, he was a little shocked, "Didn't the goddess return to heaven after she gave birth to Tuoba Liwei to Tuoba Jiefen?"

"Why is there another goddess appearing in the Wei Kingdom now? Is it possible that she wants to give Cao Rui another son who can make Cao the emperor on his behalf?"

Han Long, who rushed back to Liangzhou day and night, and conveyed the news to Feng Jishi, was immediately dumbfounded:

"Your Majesty, this matter is not a trivial matter. I am not joking. If it is really like the old incident of Tuoba Xianbei, this...this..."
To be continued...
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