I know that brother, you have little chance of winning now, and there are not many people who support you, but you are the only one who treats me best since I was a child. It’s not that I’m talking bad things about my second brother behind my back, he keeps bullying me for killing my husband, and mocking me for being flattered by my father. Do you think I’m willing? I don’t know why it turned out like this, I want my husband too!”

"You are the eldest son, even if you can't fight for your second brother, you will at least be a city lord. But what about me? What do I have? Once your second brother ascends the throne, I have to move out of the palace. Then he will give me some property and a few servants, and I will be like this for the rest of my life."

"I'm not willing to give up! I am the princess and the daughter of the father's father's relatives. Why should I give up all this according to the rules of my ancestors?"

"I want to find a good man to marry, but it seems that Niu Tianhao is the most suitable. But he is already married and has also found an ugly monster... What can I do if you think I can do?"

"I can only say these words to you. If you say them to your second brother, it will only have the opposite effect. He is now determined to marry Niu Tianhao's sister. In fact, the second brother doesn't like that woman at all, but because Niu Tianhao controls the Lei Niu Department, he wants to marry and get the vote in his hands."

"If my second brother ascended the throne, my life would only be worse than now. Instead of doing this, I might as well support you."

"I really have no choice, I can only stand on your side."

She thrust and cried, Niu Weizhan's tough and fierce expression gradually faded from his face. He swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped his chin full of stubble with his big hand, and fell into deep thought.

He knew very well what kind of person Niu Yanfang was, so when he accepted the invitation and walked into this room, Niu Weizhan felt full of vigilance.

Pretending to behave is a skill. Through this method, Niu Yanfang's trump card bit by bit. With a little "appropriate" violence, Niu Weizhan believes that he can pry open her mouth and see what secrets are buried in her heart.

"Do you want Niu Tianhao?" Niu Weizhan already believed that this was Niu Yanfang's ultimate goal. It would be logical to say that this was the conspiracy she had been painstakingly knitting.

No one would willingly give up his glory and wealth. Whether he or Niu Weifang ascended the throne as king, he would drive Niu Yanfang out of the palace. This is the rule left by his ancestors, and it is also to ensure that the aristocratic group does not become huge due to their strong fertility and consume too much material, which will weaken the clan and cause a terrible disaster of extermination.

Niu Yanfang stopped crying and sat up slowly. She used her trembling hands to push away the messy hair hanging on her forehead and made an extremely firm voice: "Yes, I want him. He must be my husband!"

Niu Weizhan stared at her with deep eyes: "Do you want me to give you a marriage?"

"This is why I support you." Niu Yanfang took several deep breaths in a row and finally adjusted the rhythm evenly: "The second brother is obsessed with it. He has forgotten his noble status as a prince and asked to marry an ugly monster. Except for you, brother, I can't find anyone who can help me."

Niu Weizhan continued to think and fell into a two-minute silence.

"Get up!" After a long time, he slowly issued an order, and raised his hand and pointed to the chair.

Waiting patiently for Niu Yanfang to sit back to her original position, the long-lost smile reappeared on Niu Weizhan's face. He rubbed his hands slowly, without feeling guilty about his previous tyrannical and fierceness. His smile was plain: "Brother is a bit rough, you... don't mind."

Niu Yanfang pressed the thought of hatred tightly into the deepest part of her mind, and she looked sad and weak: "I know...but you are too heavy to start."

"Brother apologizes to you!" Niu Weizhan, who had a smile on his face, looked no different from usual, with a sincere and serious expression on his face.

This is not the focus of Niu Yanfang's attention. She seemed very greedy and hurriedly asked in a low voice: "Brother, do you guarantee that you can help me get Niu Tianhao?"

Niu Weizhan didn't say anything. He picked up the chopsticks placed in front of him, picked up a piece of cold meat from the plate, and put it into his own bowl. He didn't eat it, but just placed the chopsticks on the cooked meat and gently lit them one by one.

He raised his head, his eyes full of inquiring eyes: "I'm very curious, how do you want to help me?"

Niu Weizhan is sure that Niu Yanfang did not lie. Getting a husband like Niu Tianhao with a prominent identity is the right choice that best suits her interests. Of course, it is not difficult to do this, but in the two things of "ascending the throne and "give marriage", they are closely connected and complement each other.

First, I have to be the king of the cattle clan.

Secondly, only by having the status of occupying absolute dominance can one order a marriage to a patriarch.

If Niu Yanfang was the patriarch or the city lord, Niu Weizhan believed that she would become her helper.

The problem is, she has nothing now.

A violent tingling sensation came from the scalp, as if all the blood would stop when it flowed to that position, and some terrible force mixed into the pepper and salt, causing a strong reaction. Niu Yanfang endured the tear between numbness and severe pain, and made the tone as smooth as possible.

"From the current situation, you have two ways to ascend the throne, brother. Let's talk about the first one first--that is to get more support from more people, and get more votes in the election of the Grand Dynasty Conference next month."

Niu Weizhan said "hmm" unanimously: "Summary."

"The people who are qualified to participate in the grand dynasty meeting are first the great national masters, and secondly the patriarchs of each tribe. Lei Niu tribe, Kuang Niu tribe, Bison tribe, Fierce Bull tribe and Bull tribe. Among them, Lei Niu tribe, Kuang Niu and Bison tribe have expressed their attitude to support the second brother, and only the Fierce Bull tribe and Bull tribe are on your side. In this way, the votes will be three to two, and the situation will be very unfavorable to you."

Niu Weizhan said coldly: "You seem to have forgotten that old guy Wu Peng. He is the national teacher and Niu Tianhao's teacher. Lei Niu Ministry has already expressed his opinion. Do you think Wu Peng will agree to me ascend the throne?"

Niu Yanfang sucked the air conditioner, clenched her fists and endured the pain, and patiently explained: "You are right. The Grand Master and Niu Tianhao are a whole. They are a solid alliance. As long as you win one of them, it is equivalent to getting two votes. But things must be viewed from two aspects. Even if you cannot win over, at least you must do your best to reduce the threat from them."

"How to reduce it?" Niu Weizhan put away his contemptuous and arrogant expression and became more focused. He suddenly realized that this sister who usually looks greedy and stupid is not as incompetent as she imagined. She is very smart, at least with surprising talent in power calculations.

"Kill them." The words spit out from Niu Yanfang's mouth are cold and calm.

"Are you crazy?" Niu Weizhan trembled all over, frightened and angry, and instinctively said this. He then discovered that this was the best way to solve the current dilemma. With great fear, he asked in a panic: "What do you want to do?"

The status of the great national master is very high, and there are extremely high expectations in both the people and the noble circle. This is due to his fair and just attitude towards various things over the years, and his courage to argue with the King of Bull at critical moments, and using facts to force the superiors to change some selfish ideas. In addition, the great national master himself is a witch... It is no exaggeration to say that within the bull tribe, the first-ranked object of worship is the gods, followed by the great national master.

Niu Weizhan was indeed dissatisfied with the great master because of the throne, and could even be said to be hated. But no matter what, he never had the idea of ​​killing him.

The third sister is indeed bold and can even say such words.

Niu Yanfang suddenly smiled, her cold smile mixed with sarcasm, and a scary look like a snake was released in her eyes: "If they don't die, do you think there will be a good life in the future?"

"Once the second brother succeeds to the throne, you will no longer be a big prince. At best, you are just a city lord. Can you guarantee that your descendants can always hold this position? They will grow up and become adults. If you knew that you had the opportunity to ascend the throne and give it to others in vain, do you think they would recognize you as your father?"

"Niu Tianhao never regarded you as a prince, and the same is true for Yuan Meng of the Kuangniu tribe. Think about the humiliation you suffered from them! Think about their dirty and ridiculous faces. You are nothing in their eyes."

The vicious and cold words hit the heart like a heavy hammer. Niu Weizhan gradually calmed down from fear and shock. He felt that the chopsticks in his hand were a little unstable, and subconsciously grabbed them tightly. His crazy thoughts were flying in his mind. He murmured to himself: "This is indeed a good idea. But it's too difficult to do... Niu Tianhao is the patriarch, and the guards around him are all pigs, and they are far away in Leijiao City, so it's difficult to start."

"Just killing the great national master is enough." Niu Yanfang smiled a little nervously, but her voice was very low: "If one person is missing, the situation will become two to three. In this way, brother, you can use your network advantages to choose the right person from other tribes to join in."

Niu Weizhan was obviously a little interested: "You mean to add members of the Grand Chancellor?"

Niu Yanfang nodded and emphasized, "It's still time to do it now."

Niu Weizhan, who was having a fierce collision in his heart, frowned. He did not agree with Niu Yanfang's plan: "It's too risky to do this. The great national magistrate has a high position and power. Killing him will cause a series of chain reactions. Now there is only one month before the election. If such a thing happens at a critical moment, it will be difficult for the election to proceed as scheduled. At that time, not only will it not get what I want, but it may even be worth the loss."

After pausing, he continued: "In addition, it is not realistic to select people from other tribes to participate in the dynasty meeting. If you don't have enough strength, you won't be recognized by other members. Especially Yuan Meng and Zongyu, they are the biggest obstacle."

"Then there is another way left." Niu Yanfang had already expected Niu Wei Zhan to say this. She actually didn't have much hope for the first plan: "As long as you kill the competitors, no one will compete with you for the throne with your elder brother."

Niu Weizhan's eyes twitched, the power in his hand lost control, and he suddenly pinched the chopsticks with a "click".

"...You want to kill the dick?"

"It was you who wanted to kill him, not me." This sentence was said very slowly. Niu Yanfang kept paying attention to Niu Weizhan's emotional changes: "Without competitors, there is no election."

A brand new world full of darkness and evil opened the door to Niu Weizhan. He saw many terrible thoughts he had never thought of, without any kindness or affection, and everything he did was to achieve his goal. Morality was the garbage thrown by the roadside, and he did not even have the qualification to pick up the waste to use it. Although the end of the road leading directly ahead was shrouded in darkness, the road was flat and straight without any obstacles.

Through her slightly trembling skin and slightly lost eyes, Niu Yanfang clearly saw Niu Wei’s inner struggle. She pressed a new weight on the hesitation balance: “Brother, I can help you get your second brother out.”

Bright red bloodshots spread in Niu Weizhan's eyes, and he stared at her: "You seem to have a plan?"

Niu Yanfang did not deny: "It's autumn now, there are mushrooms everywhere on the mountain. There are things that kill people who accidentally eat poisonous mushrooms every year, and there is no better excuse than this."

Niu Weizhan fell into silence for several minutes again.

Success and failure circling in his mind, kindness and evil are fighting together to the death. He saw the sun and the dark night. More so, the scene before his father died.

His fingers slowly raised and pointed at him, but lost the support of strength in the air and collapsed like a mountain.

"...Go and make it, prepare the mushrooms, help me get my dick out and have dinner together."

Niu Weizhan finally made up his mind: "I promise you that after things are done, Niu Tianhao will become your husband. If he refuses, I will cut off his head and make you the patriarch of the Lei Niu tribe."

Ecstasy was highlighted on Niu Yanfang's face, and she was so happy that she even changed her voice: "Thank you, brother."

Niu Weizhan tried hard to keep smiling.

He had already sentenced this sister to death in his heart.

I want to get the throne, but I must not be a sinner.

After the matter is completed, I will cut off her tongue, cut off her hand, and then publicly execute her sentence. This will give everyone an explanation and I will become a fair and virtuous king who "destroys relatives for justice."

...

Two days later in the afternoon.

The second prince Niu Weifang brought the guards to the private residence of the eldest prince Niu Weizhan.

As soon as I entered the corridor, I could smell the strong fragrance of food floating in the air from afar.

Niu Weifang is very familiar with this smell—the mutated horn sheep in high-concentration radiation environments are fierce in nature. They are good at running and have hard and sharp horns. Although this group animal is a vegetarian, it is very aggressive, especially in groups, even the black howling wolf dares to provoke it easily.

Fierce and fierce, but the meat of the slab horns is tender and has no mutton smell, and is a famous delicacy in the northern continent.
Chapter completed!