Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 543 Conspiracy (for subscription)

Inner City of Lingwu, Dahuai Street, inside an ordinary house.

The sun is shining outside, and the weather is fine, but inside the house, the gaps between the doors and windows are filled with black cloth, and only a little bit of oil lamp emits a dim light, illuminating the old, dilapidated room with a trace of earthy smell, making the The atmosphere was extraordinarily gloomy and eerie.

On the kang made of loess, green bricks, and thatch, it was covered by a piece of polished and shiny leather, and two people sat on it.

One of them was only eighteen or nineteen years old, very young.

His facial features are deep and three-dimensional, which is the kind of stunning handsomeness. His long hair is thick and black, which is casually draped on both sides of his shoulders. He is chic and elegant. His body is slightly thin, but he is not weak. With a refined yet powerful feel.

The other person was a middle-aged man in his mid-thirties, with a dull complexion, cold and ferocious eyes, and on the back of his neck, a tattoo that looked like a long snake was faintly exposed.

Only listen to young people say,

"The sudden emergence of the Daqi Gang has disrupted my plan. It seems that one-fifth of the land in the western part of the outer city belongs to the Meng family. This is not good. I will give you three days to solve this matter. Restore our power over there as soon as possible."

The middle-aged man has no impatience or dissatisfaction, his indifferent and cruel eyes are full of respect, but the corners of his mouth are bitter,
"Young master, it's not that the subordinates are shirking their responsibilities. It's just that the Meng family didn't move. They moved like thunder. They destroyed seven gangs at almost the same time, beheaded the leaders and important figures, and at the same time recruited the marginalized high-level members of the original gang. Holding all kinds of light and dark industries in his hands, he caught his subordinates by surprise. Now that the foundation has been firmly established and the territory is solidified, it is difficult to shake in the general direction.

Not only that, the Daqi gang also has the support of the Meng family behind them. They are rich and powerful, and they also have a group of innate talents to help them. "

The young man was incomparably cold, he took out a snow-white porcelain bottle from a package beside him, put it in front of the middle-aged man, and said expressionlessly,
"Of course I know that you don't have the ability to disintegrate the current Daqi Gang, let alone deal with the Meng family, but you forgot that the core figure in the whole incident is Meng Zhao.

The Meng family in Lingwu City was originally just a small force that could barely maintain even the third rate. The reason why it has such power today is all because Meng Zhao brought a large amount of resources and experts from the Meng family in Nan'an to settle in, and he himself has more Incomparably deep relationships and connections.

As long as this person is dealt with, the Meng family in Lingwu will surely collapse without a fight. All the innate dragons will have no leader. At that time, other forces in Lingwu City will tear up the Meng family and share the food. You take the opportunity to recruit Daqi to help people and divide the territory. At least, that piece of land must be back under your control, understand? "

No matter how calm and steady the middle-aged man was, he was still taken aback when he heard this, his dull face turned slightly pale, and he said in disbelief,
"This, this medicine, is it used to poison Meng Zhao? My son, Meng Zhao is a member of Nan'an Bomeng's family, and he was born in the emperor's personal guard. His safety is absolutely unusual. Once he is poisoned, I am afraid that his subordinates will , subordinate..."

Reluctantly want to speak the whole sentence, but it is difficult to speak no matter what.

The young man let out a cold snort, his gaze was as cold as ice, piercing his heart,
"Trash, Meng Zhao is dead, who knew you killed him?
Besides, Lingwu City is not Nan'an, and this is not Jizhou. No matter how strong his Meng family is, he must abide by the rules of Lingwu City when he comes here, and there will be no troubles.

Take a step back, so what if you find out it's you, when you hide in the dark, with my protection, the remote control gang will have the same result as before, so what are you afraid of? "

"However, will it be troublesome for the imperial court? Especially Bei Tanghe, the son of the county prince, who is different from his father. It will break the previous balance!"

Mentioning this, the young man finally changed his composure and calmness just now, and his wisdom is in his hands.

After hesitating for a moment, he said firmly,

"It doesn't matter, Meng Zhao's name is the emperor's personal guard, but in fact it is just compensation from the imperial court, which is not true.

Moreover, Lingwu City is different from other places. At the beginning, the Taizu promised that Lingwu City would never garrison troops, and that Lingwu people would rule Lingwu City. If it breaks its promise today, what face will the court have in facing the people of the world?Contrary to the legacy of the ancestors, what will that great emperor look like when he meets his ancestors in the future?
Furthermore, even if the imperial court really planned to mobilize troops, it would be powerless.

The rebellion in the south is becoming more and more powerful, and it is difficult to contain it. There seem to be many tyrannical forces secretly supporting it. The imperial court's counter-rebellion army has repeatedly failed to win, and even lost a few times. Although the situation has not completely collapsed, it is not too good.

At this time, the death of a little Meng Zhao will not affect the court.

As for Beitanghe, this guy is jumping up and down, although he is a bit annoying, he is of royal blood and cannot touch him, but he is only acting as the city lord temporarily on behalf of his father.

At that time, I will contact several respected seniors and make suggestions to Beitang Ang to eliminate the impact of this matter.

Besides, I have already contacted the Ninth Prince, Fu Wang Beitangshu. This Fu Wang is now the governor of Hebei and Liangzhou. He sits in one side and holds a heavy army. Although Tang Ang is the emperor's uncle, he still has some scruples.

Well, what should be said and what should be done, I have said and done, and the rest depends on your means.

Remember, Meng Zhao must die and must not live. If he survives, he will use his connections and influence to turn Lingwu City upside down.

The situation in Lingwu City is difficult to solve by external means, but this is not what I want to see. "

The middle-aged man lowered his head and made a surrender, his eyes were full of surprise and astonishment, and at the same time there was a deep chill.

He knew that this son was of extraordinary background and clever means, but he did not expect that the follow-up impact of killing people like Meng Zhao would be settled by him with a few words, and it was by no means just talking nonsense, but he was really sure to do it .

This requires a comprehensive vision, knowledge, and extraordinary courage, strategy, and unfathomable connections.

Especially the Ninth Prince Beitangshu, the newly promoted King Fu, the governor of the two states, stood out from the crowd of princes when the dispute between the princes was not yet clear. This is the real thigh.

In the future, if he can really visit the Great Treasure, this young master will enjoy peace and wealth for at least 30 years, especially in a very special place like Lingwu City.

In comparison, Meng Zhao is nothing. If he dies, he will die. He can only be blamed for blocking the son's way.

As for how to poison Meng Zhao, the middle-aged man was not worried at all.

He has been operating in the western district of the outer city for many years, and his relationships are intricate. He has mastered many secrets and ambushes, and it is very cost-effective to discard one, in exchange for Meng Zhao's life, and the disintegration of the Lingwu Meng family.

"Yes, young master, within three days, there will be a report of success from the subordinates, please wait and see, young master."

(End of this chapter)