Weishengxuan stood up and gave cold orders to the secret guards behind him.

"Kill all the members of the Dongling royal family. Don't leave any of them alive. Remember, don't leave any of them alive."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ji Wuwang, his eyes full of admiration, as if he was looking at his most satisfying work.

This was the Zhou royal bloodline that he had been looking for for a long time, and he had raised them under their guidance.

Thousands of years ago, his Weisheng family was clearly the most prosperous family of civil officials in the Zhou Dynasty, with many talented people, such as Huamao Chunsong.

However, the Zhou royal family trusted the Mu family and the Fengjian family the most, and left the Weisheng family aside.

Therefore, the ancestors of the Weisheng family developed a rebellious heart.

Originally, I just wanted to let the Zhou Dynasty see that without the assistance of the Weisheng family, the dynasty would not be so prosperous.

But no one expected that those vassal states would be so ambitious and overthrow the entire Zhou Dynasty.

The nine great families' loyalty to the Zhou Dynasty was not empty talk.

Although the Weisheng family felt aggrieved, they never thought of changing the hands of the country.

But due to a series of mistakes, such a result was caused, which almost made the family infamous for eternity. This is the deepest pain for the Weisheng family.

This pain has been passed down for thousands of years. When it came to Wei Shengxuan's generation, it did not decrease but increased, burning even more fiercely.

Even though he is nearly 70 years old, Weisheng Xuan still remembers the last words of his father and grandfather before they died.

Now, everything is moving slowly towards the prophecy made by the high priest thousands of years ago.

Their Weisheng family has been planning for a thousand years and the efforts of nearly ten generations have finally led to development to this point.

This time, he must rebuild the glory of the prosperous times, reproduce the splendor of a thousand years ago, and become the most prosperous family in the history.

He patted Ji Wuwang on the shoulder.

"Among the seven countries, we have already taken control of Dongling, Yunqin, Nanzhao, and Xiyao. The only countries left are Beijiang, Fengwu, and Weizhao."

Ji Wuwang nodded.

"Sir, we will definitely achieve it. By the way." Ji Wuwang frowned, "My spies sent me news that the new ruler of Xiyao is not very obedient."

Wei Shengxuan sneered: "Doesn't Yaoshen Valley control the people of the Yugu tribe? Cut off a hand, chop off a leg, and send it to his bedroom. I'm not afraid that he won't surrender."

Ji Wuwang narrowed his eyes, "Sir, you are smart."

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The Nangong family's home is located in the best and busiest street in Dongling. It is no exaggeration to say that every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

There is no curfew in Dongling. The once bustling streets are now deserted and filled with soldiers holding long swords, looking ferocious and ferocious. Pedestrians retreat when they see them.

In the teahouse, people were talking about it.

"Why are there so many soldiers outside the Nangong family? This is the Nangong family!"

"You don't know yet, the court is about to change! The era when the aristocratic families controlled the government is gone forever! The royal family is going to seize power again!"

"It has nothing to do with us ordinary people anyway. No matter who is in power, it won't stop me from selling my buns for three cents each!"

"Yes, it would be nice if we could reduce some of the agricultural taxes."

.......

The moon is above the willows. In the summer in Dongling, the nights are always filled with the sound of cicadas and the heat is unbearable.

But the people of Nangong family felt as if they were falling into an icy cave.

Now, all the male members of the Nangong family gathered in the meeting room.

Nangong Yu's handsome face was full of solemnity, "Grandfather, King Ji has taken control of the entire palace, and the Murong family has probably surrendered. Should we surrender?"

Nangong Ruizheng's eyes were cold.

"First they surrendered, then they weakened their power. In half a year at most, everyone in our Nangong family will be dead!

News has come from the palace that all the royal family members have been killed, even the babies in their cradles."

Nangong Yu clenched his fists. "Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. Those are his relatives! I've known him for so many years, but I didn't know he was so cruel and cold-blooded."

Nangong Ruizheng's eyes flashed with thought, and he slowly shook his head. "I guess he is not a member of the royal family, but was stolen and replaced by someone else. Now, if our Nangong family wants to survive, there is only one plan."

Nangong Cheng at the side couldn't help but stand up and raised his voice, "What?"

Nangong Ruizheng lowered his voice and said, “Run away.”

Nangong Cheng looked anxious: "Where can I escape to?"

Nangong Yu's eyes were filled with thought.

The moment he looked into Nangong Ruizheng's eyes, he immediately understood where his grandfather wanted to escape to.

There is only one place in this world that King Ji dare not touch.

And they welcome all talented people and do not care about their defector identities.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a noise outside the yard.

The three of them stopped talking immediately.

The next moment, a red shadow entered the hall.

The person's voice was lazy and his tone was playful.

"Hey, what are the three of you discussing?"

Nangong Yu was the first to salute, "Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Ji."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Wuwang slapped him hard.

Nangong Yu could have dodged it, but he narrowed his eyes and took the slap head-on.

Ji Wuwang snorted coldly, "I will ascend the throne on a chosen day, how dare Master Nangong call me King Ji?"

Nangong Cheng was so angry that his eyes turned red, and the tip of his tongue was bleeding from his bitten anger. The smell of blood rushed straight to his brain, and he almost couldn't help but rush over and knock Ji Wuwang down.

But he knew that he had to remain calm and not give King Ji any handle.

He could only turn his head away and pretend not to see that his handsome brother was being humiliated.

Nangong Yu lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "Your Majesty."

Ji Wuwang raised his eyebrows, "Everyone says that Young Master Nangong is as gentle as jade and elegant. It's true. Even when beaten, he is as obedient as a dog. I'm afraid that even your servants are more courageous than you."

Nangong Yu didn't reply.

Ji Wuwang played with the folding fan in his hand and sat down lazily. "Before I became your good friend, the noble families and royal families could not help but compare us. They all said that I was not well behaved and neither good nor bad, and that you were a gentleman."

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