Chapter 591 Mo Gaofeng is the best in the world

"Report!"

At the same time, above the Fenglei Court Hall, the emperor was having a morning court meeting with his ministers, discussing major world affairs, but suddenly, a sharp shout came.

The emperor who was sitting on the high seat shivered slightly. He didn't know what important matter had happened. The imperial army outside was so urgent and even disturbed the morning discussion, so he hurriedly said: "Xuan!"

"His Majesty!"

After a while, a commander of the imperial army in golden armor hurriedly came forward, knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, something bad happened. The birthday plan given to your majesty by the patron king was robbed seven days ago. The escorting general suffered heavy casualties.

, only three of them managed to escape and are waiting for orders outside the palace."

What?

As soon as these words came out, the whole court was shocked, and the emperor's eyes suddenly opened, and his expression quickly became serious.

Stealing the birthday card is tantamount to defying the imperial power and slapping the emperor in the face. Who is so bold and dares to commit such disobedience?

All the courtiers began to discuss in a low voice.

After thinking for a while, the emperor hurriedly said: "Bring the person here, I want to interrogate him personally. What happened?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Ding Ding nodded, and the commander of the forbidden army went out. After a while, the young prince, who was in a miserable state, was accompanied by the dirty Qinglian Sanren whose cultivation was still sealed, and the poison that had not yet been cured.

Han Dong Lei, whose hands and feet were shaking like a polio, staggered up to the hall.

As soon as he saw the emperor's face, the young prince immediately bowed down and cried: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was unfavorable in escorting my birth date. I was kidnapped on the way to the imperial capital. I really have betrayed the divine grace.

Please forgive me, Your Majesty, woo woo woo!”

"Do you know who was robbed?"

"It's the heir apparent of the Murong family, Murong Yingjun, who led the robbery, wuwuwu!" The young prince wailed, resounding throughout the court. But when the ministers heard it, they were all stunned.

Not only them, but also the emperor's face couldn't help but change, and his fists clenched involuntarily.

"This matter actually involves the Murong family. They are in big trouble!"

His eyes were slightly hushed, and Wang Boren, who was standing at the forefront of the courtiers, his face suddenly darkened, full of melancholy.

The other courtiers began to discuss while shaking their heads, some sighed, some looked angry, and some were frightened to death.

The Murong family was originally arrogant and domineering. A year and a half ago, due to the assassination of the head of the Murong family, which was related to the Ninth Prince, they were given a royal title for free. Since then, they have established their own small court in the northwest, and they have completely ignored the royal family.

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But I never expected that they would dare to rob the Holy Lord's birthday card so openly. Is this going to start a war?

Gudu!

Swallowing hard, the emperor had a rare drop of cold sweat on his forehead, and shouted again: "Are you serious, are you not mistaken? Is it true that someone from the Murong family was able to do this? What evidence do you have?"

"The leader himself said that he is the heir apparent of the Murong family, and Murong is handsome. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this. Besides, the six great ministers around him are all powerful martial spirit war emperors. We are the second-level Qinglian Sanren here.

In the early stage, magic spirits are not the enemy of others. How many big families in the world can come up with such a lineup to rob His Majesty's birthday card? If not his Murong family, who else could it be?"

The young prince was whining, and the emperor's brows were getting darker and darker. Finally, he hurriedly looked at Wang Boren and said, "Prime Minister Wang, what do you think of this matter?"

"Your Majesty, I think this may be a frame-up. How can any plunderer give his own name?"

"Okay, then I will leave this matter to you to investigate. I will definitely get to the bottom of it and get back the birth date." Ding Ding nodded, and the emperor immediately passed the blame to Wang Boren.

Wang Boren's beard trembled, and he glanced at him helplessly. In the end, he could only smile and nod: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

In fact, this case now involves the Murong family, which is a hot potato.

Anyone who investigates this case will have to face the Murong family directly.

The emperor didn't want to face this situation, and he, Wang Boren, didn't want to face it even more. Both of them had even made a plan in their hearts. Even if the birth date was stolen by an unscrupulous member of the Murong family, they had to find a way to exonerate him.

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Otherwise, the war between the royal family and the Murong family will be inevitable.

The world would be in chaos by then, something neither the emperor nor Wang Boren wanted to do.

At this point, the interests of the emperor and the prime minister were consistent, so the emperor directly left the trouble to him to deal with, and at the same time, he cursed Murong Yingjun a hundred and eighty times in his heart.

Where did this wild boy come from? You just grabbed the birthday card. Come quietly, leave quietly, and don't take away a single cloud. How nice.

But why do you want to take the name of the Murong family? Regardless of whether you are true or false, aren't you bringing trouble to the country? Alas!

Already upset, the emperor was not in the mood to go to court again, so he waved his hand and dispersed the court meeting.

Immediately afterwards, the emperor immediately returned to the harem, came to the imperial study, moved back the left and right screens, and gently twisted a candlestick in front of the table.

Boom!

With a dull friction sound, the bookcases beside the emperor moved sideways, revealing a deep passage inside.

The emperor picked up the candlestick and walked in. After a while, he came to a secret room.

There, there was a stone bed, and an old man with white hair was meditating on the stone bed to meditate on his luck. However, his face was a little pale and bloodless, and he looked like he had been seriously injured.

"Emperor, are you here?"

As if he heard the movement, the old man opened his eyes leisurely and took a look.

The emperor put the candlestick on the table, stepped forward with great concern and said, "Mr. Mo, has your injury improved?"

"I can't die for the time being, but I can't live well either, alas!"

The old man let out a long sigh and murmured.

The emperor took a deep look at him and said helplessly: "Originally, during this birthday celebration, I heard that the patron king had obtained a few drops of the magic medicine of heavenly marrow, so I asked him to transport it secretly, but I never thought that he would be caught halfway.

Someone was robbed, and it was said that the Murong family was robbed, and now I, Feng Lei, am not stable again."

"Sorry, Emperor, I can't help you now!"

Exhaling a long breath, the old man murmured: "Although I am the leader of the five great people in the world, I can make the Murong family dare not do it again with just one word. Unfortunately, I am now seriously injured and cannot recover. If I show up easily, I will definitely attract people."

It's a fatal disaster. Especially that North Capture Dragon, Long Xiaotian, who wants my life for more than a day or two. In this martial arts competition, I did not attend it on the pretext of admiring the flowers. Otherwise, the man surnamed Long would find me.

Looks like this, he's probably going to jump for joy, hum."

The emperor nodded knowingly, understanding in his heart.

He knew that this old man was Mo Gaofeng, the leader of the five talents in the world and known as the best in the world.

Among the Five Ultimate Masters, he occupies the Middle Earth and controls the entire Middle Earth martial arts world under his command.

It's just that this old man has a free and easy nature, and is not as greedy as Bei Qinlong Long Xiaotian, who unified the entire northern martial arts world and the three northern empires and obeyed his orders.

Although Long Xiaotian was from Jianghu, the senior royal families of various empires knew that he was no different from half a court official.

The three major empires under his control actually followed his lead, and the royal family was nothing more than a puppet decoration.

It's just that he has to control the martial arts world with one hand and the government with the other, so it's not convenient for him to openly join the court. Otherwise, the martial arts people would disdain to be a lackey of the court. If he joins the court, he won't be able to command the world's martial arts world. It's better to be a man now.

The secretly overlord, holding both hands together, has greater power.

However, compared with him, this old man Mo is much more idle, wandering around and not paying much attention to the martial arts in the Central Plains. As a result, the development of the martial arts in the Central Plains is extremely weak, there is no unity, and it is completely inferior to the strength of the northern martial arts.

Even though the Fenglei Empire, where he belongs to Mo Gaofeng, has been under attack from all sides in recent years and is on the verge of annihilation, the old man still remains indifferent and uncontested.

But who would have thought that this old man who was the best in the world would suddenly be seriously injured and fled to the palace to seek refuge.

When the emperor saw him, he was immediately overjoyed.

Isn't this the patron saint of his own land in the Central Plains? What a perfect match sent from heaven. If he can please this man, why should he be afraid of the Murong family?
Chapter completed!