"Then why is Mr. Yang the hero the hero?" Ji Feng changed his mind.

Yang Jibai was silent for a moment and smiled and said, "The Emperor who raises the fire has his ambition to set off the prairie."

"Gaozu Wu King?" Ji Feng slapped the table and laughed, "My founding lord of the Great Zhou Dynasty was really a talented and stubborn. However, even though he attacked Yangguan, even though he had attacked Luoyi, he had hundreds of thousands of corpses, which also damaged his spirit. Otherwise, he could control the world and not have to be granted the princes, which was a pity."

"Mr. Yang regards being the master of the king today, but what is the saying?" Wu Tao interrupted Ji Feng's words.

Yang Jibai looked serious and picked up the awakening wood from the Ji Feng case and held it in his palm: "Everyone is born like this piece of wood, a piece of firewood. However, he is born with high and low talents. Some can be said to be good firewood, and some are just dead wood. Some people do not have great ambitions and are mediocre. They are only half burned until they die. They are mediocre and are not worth mentioning. Some people intend to do something big, but their talents are limited in the end, and even fail in their efforts. King Wen and King Wu are all rare heroes. Unfortunately, King Wen has been working hard all his life, is weak and sick in his old age, so he has the method of subduing jade to seek immortality. King Wu has been vigilant, and he has been fighting hard, and he has overestimated his strength. Their firewood was burned when he was young, so he was weak and exhausted later. He could not escape the heavenly way of the full moon, and the water would overflow."

"Young Master Yang is considered a hero after all?" Ji Feng nodded, "No!" Yang Jibai raised his hand, "When you are today, you are not as good as King Wen, you are so talented and thoughtful, and you are not as good as King Wen. You are so talented and wise, and you are not as strong as King Wu. But when you respect you, you are often in desperate situations during your uprising. He was not the one who was in charge of the world. He was the firewood that could not burn much fire in the chaotic world. How could he become the 'the Emperor of Fire'? But he could always rise up in desperate situations, and he was extremely strong, and the more he fought, he became stronger and stronger! I dare to ask how to burn his life again after burning his life?"

Ji Feng and Wu Tao were both stunned for a moment.

"That's why there is the music of "Breaking the Formation", and the heroic songs are soaring to the world!" Yang Jibai's voice was like placing gold and iron. "When Zi's approach today is to make fire from the residual ash. He burns fire with fire, and yang produces yang. For seven hundred years, no man like him has stood on the land of Dong6!"

His voice eased: "What is the hundreds of thousands of corpses? He has done everything he wants."

All four of them calmed down, as if they were suppressed by a strong atmosphere.

Ji Feng relaxed first, shook his head and smiled: "Young man, he is so proud and crazy, but he still doesn't know the hardships in the world, right?"

"Mr. Yang's words, right or wrong, are indeed something that the gentlemen in the palace cannot teach. I feel something when I receive the teachings." Wu Tao nodded slightly, "Mr. Yang has such ambition. If he has plans to practice the country, I would like to recommend it."

"His Highness Xie Wutao." Yang Jibai stood up and left the seat and bowed down.

The silver curtain sounded, alarming the people inside. Ji Feng frowned and was about to do it, but he saw a man in the insulator's clothing stumbled and leaned on the ground, his face flushed and he was panting. The hem of his robe was covered with snow mud, which was clearly galloping from his horse.

"You... are the inner supervisor of Zhangxiang?" Wu Tao pointed at the human.
Chapter completed!