"Could it be that Pang Jun has been in seclusion for too long and made his brain stupid?!"

Upon hearing those murderous words, Dong Jingtang's face trembled and he looked quite unnatural.

It wasn’t because of the fierce and ferocious arrogance of the middle-aged man wearing sackcloth and mourning.

But I sincerely feel that Commander Pang, who has the reputation of "Magic Fist" and controls the border town camp, is really confused about the situation.

You, a fourth-level martial artist who has not even been able to overwhelm Nie Renying, why should you argue with Ji Jiulang?

You know, the half-step killing masters who were at the helm of Sangentang all failed to win the title.

Instead, he lost his life in vain.

This shows how tough the life of that Liaodong military household was!

If you kill him alone now, wouldn't you risk your death?

"Brother Pang collects his evil spirit and calms down his anger.

Please forgive me for speaking frankly, Ji Yuan is patrolling Liaodong.

Not even half a year has passed, but he has already become a powerful figure in the White Mountains and Black Waters. He is by no means a person who lives up to his reputation!"

Dong Jingtang lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"When he first entered Jingzhou, he stepped on Nie Donghao of Daowangzhuang.

Then he stepped on Xie Mingliu's corpse to overwhelm the leaders of the five factions.

Now, just like Meng Fenglai, who is just a wallflower, running Jingzhou City like a metal barrel.

Intended to strangle the trade routes between Tanzhou, Jinzhou and Ningzhou!

It’s great to play against Dingyang Houfu!

Now, this person named Ji wants people and power.

He is like a mountain tiger who dominates the land!"

Dong Jingtang picked up the tea cup at hand, scratched it twice with the cup lid, and took the opportunity to observe the changes in Pang Jun's face with his peripheral vision.

After he opened up the sea of ​​qi, his heart and spirit merged to form an altar to worship Yuan Wu Zun.

Not only is your physical strength a hundred times better than before, but your five senses have also become extremely sharp.

Any thoughts that are a little shallow will fall into your eyes like lines on the palm of your hand.

"Pang Jun's martial arts skills are comparable to Nie Renying's. As a military monk, he rarely uses weapons and only relies on his fists to face the enemy.

He has a fierce and reckless temperament!

If it weren't for Yang Hong's sake, how could such a baseless person be able to control the border town camp and take the position of commander-in-chief!

It can be said that Pang Jun's current power depends on his adoptive father Liang Guogong.

Without Yang Hong as his backer, he will inevitably be squeezed out by the generals under Dingyanghou Mansion.

No wonder he was so eager to fulfill his filial piety. There was no news in the capital, so he started crying in mourning!"

To Dong Jingtang, Pang Jun's inner lake is like a small stream, the depth of which can be seen at a glance.

The commander-in-chief of the border town hurriedly arranged his carriage and horses.

He seems to want to take Ji Jiulang's flag to avenge his adoptive father.

Some of it is filial piety, and some of it is reputation.

It’s really hard to say.

"Dong Jingtang, are you scared out of your wits by that Liaodong military household? He occupied that Mangshan Mountain and left you to poop and pee in front of your house. You don't even have the slightest bit of anger?

Why, after not seeing each other for more than half a year, you have become a sick cat?!"

Pang Jun spoke vulgarly and without any scruples.

This made the other people in the hall look quite unhappy.

"General Dong also attaches great importance to the overall situation. General Pang may not know yet that Ji Jiulang has received a favor and title from the East Palace and has the power to open the palace and establish teeth.

It's easy to destroy Ji's prestige, but if you slap Donggong in the face, you might be left with nothing to eat.

The best policy is to be careful!"

An ordinary-looking middle-aged scribe said with a smile.

His facial features are ordinary, but his eyes are particularly bright and lively, making him unforgettable.

This person is Pei Dongsheng, the Tianzi fortune teller of Dingyanghou Mansion, who is deeply trusted by Guo Xuan.

"Opening the mansion and building teeth? What kind of ecstasy soup was poured into the prince?!

What achievements has he made? To be given such a grand reward?!

How can you convince the public!"

Pang Jun, who was wearing linen and mourning, was furious when he heard this. He slammed his palm on the table, causing the cup to shake and the tea to splash.

"Both inside and outside the government, like General Pang, find it incredible and unreasonable.

Unfortunately, the prince insisted on going his own way and even sent Princess Nan'an to announce the decree.

It seems to me that the prince already has thoughts of becoming Emperor Yanwu before he ascends the throne.

I want to train a young champion myself!"

Dong Jingtang also nodded and agreed:

"As we all know, Donggong treats the old minister Conglong who followed the saint to conquer the world. It seems that he is merciful at all times, but in fact he is ruthless.

Brother Pang, your adoptive father, Duke Liang, what kind of hero is he?

If we really want to talk about the great contribution of the founding of the country, he is not inferior to King Kaiping or King Zhongshan!

The end result is that the birds are gone and the bows are hidden, which makes you and me feel chilled!

The dignified palace of the current dynasty was visited by a thief named Bald Ass.

If it were a horse riding across the rivers and lakes, heavy troops would have been sent to surround the Huangjue Temple!

Every day, ten monks will be killed. I will not believe that the thief Bald Ass has not shown up yet!"

Pang Jun's face looked slightly better, and he nodded in agreement:

"Dong Jingtang, you have a good idea, but it's a pity that the prince suppresses the military commanders, making it difficult for us to get ahead.

Someone heard that the day after his adoptive father's accident, Zhao Wulie took Ying Yangwei straight to Huangjue Temple.

Feng Chaohuang stopped Jiao Shijiu, who was halfway through the six doors, and it was said that he asked for a decree from the East Palace.

Forced Zhao Wulie to retreat to his base... Let me see, the Dingyang Hou Mansion is almost here.

Once the big tree of foster father falls, the nobles of Huaixi will be leaderless. How can you, the generals of the Nine Borders, survive?"

Pei Dongsheng took over the conversation, smiled slightly and said:

"So everyone is in the same boat. If the Liang Duke's Mansion collapses, the Dingyang Marquis Mansion will definitely have a hard time.

The prince made it clear that he wanted to serve as the emperor and his courtiers. The old ministers who followed the saint were an eyesore and a hindrance, and he wished they could all be moved away so that he could promote his own team.

Ji Jiulang is proof of this. A military household in Liaodong with no foothold was promoted to three levels in just over a year.

Now that even the power of separatist rule has been given to the government and the establishment of teeth, the sky is not the same as the sky, and the land is still the same?

Liaodong has been dominated by two princes for a period of time.

At this time, there is a new yamen, and the meaning is self-evident!"

Dong Jingtang and Pang Jun looked at each other, their expressions a little heavy.

In the past, the generals at the border and the nobles at the central level lived a happy life.

Raise private soldiers and generals as slaves, and travel with bright clothes and angry horses in a mighty and mighty manner.

The military horses on the ranch and the ordnance of the Ministry of War are just like your own property and can be used at will.

But now everyone is on tenterhooks. The son of the Marquis of Yangwu, who invaded the pasture fields a while ago, was punished by military law.

When it comes to merit and power, they are only a head lower than those of Dingyanghou and Zhaoyunhou who hold military power in the border areas.

Because he used some military horses and weapons for personal use, he killed Yang Wuhou's own son as a warning to others.

This incident made the most domineering general of Liaodong feel a little uneasy sleeping at night, and making money was not as enjoyable as usual.

"What Mr. Pei said is true. Now it is no longer a matter of the decline of one household.

I will send a message to Brother Pang, inviting you to Tanzhou, just because I want to discuss the big plan together."

Dong Jingtang responded with seriousness, and Pang Jun controlled the border town camp, and he was worshiped as the commander-in-chief. He was a good ally.

Looking at the entire Liaodong, there are only a few people who can match the power and military capabilities of General Pang.

If we were to win over him, it might be a bit exaggerated to kill all Ji Kurang.

But it shouldn't be difficult to kill that majestic man with thousands of households in python robes.
To be continued...