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Chapter Seven. Suspicion

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    There are still two days until the five-year martial arts conference, and the major restaurants and gambling houses in Fengzhou City have already opened their doors. Which hero will win the title of this year's leader.

    This time, it is not only the position of the leader of the alliance. In recent years, there have been wars in the frontier, and the imperial court intends to recruit talents. The person who is elected as the leader of the alliance is rumored to be registered as a general of Weiyuan and used by the country.  Therefore, the selection of the leader this time is particularly fierce, and once one is elected, one will be successful.

    This time the loudest call was Song Yanming, followed by Bian Qing, the master of the Qingfeng Mountain Gate. Both of them are prestigious seniors in the world, and their influence in all parties should not be underestimated.

    "Bah, choosing a leader is not about respecting the elderly!" A burly man slashed his sword on the table and said loudly: "In terms of martial arts, talents, and achievements in the martial arts in recent years, I think Rong Shaoyang is better than those two.  There are many old men!"

    Everyone in the teahouse looked at each other and whispered again.  In fact, the big man's words are rude but not rude, who stipulates that the leader of the alliance must be a senior person, but although Rong Shaoyang has a great reputation as a chivalrous man, his background is criticized.

    Jiang Yang's Rong family was originally a prosperous martial arts family, but in the generation of Rong Shaoyang's father, it gradually declined, and Rong Shaoyang was only the adopted son of the Rong family. To put it bluntly, he was an orphan. How could such a background be worthy of being the leader of the alliance?  .

    The hero does not ask the source, but it is just a slogan to deceive yellow-mouthed children.  Rong Shaoyang's current prestige has already surpassed the status of the first generation head of the Rong family in the martial arts world. If it is not because of his birth, if he wants to be the leader, he can fight for it.

    Doesn't Song Yanming understand, so only try to win over Rong Shaoyang for his own use, so as not to threaten his status.

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    Luo Shuyan fell in love with Song Chuyao, and it was not difficult to get his support.  The wars in the frontiers continue, so that the rivers and lakes are closely connected with the court. Now that the four countries are fighting, King Ning's visit to the martial arts conference this time is nothing more than to win over heroes from all sides, thinking that the court will use it, so it is not difficult to get his support.

    As for Rong Shaoyang, who became famous at a young age, has a restrained and deep personality, and has nothing to seduce, it is really hard to grasp.

    "Father, King Ning is delayed by something, and he won't be there until tomorrow night." Jiang Qianyang hurried in, bowing his head to report to Song Yanming.

    Song Yanming's eyes sharpened, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, "Do you know what's going on?"

    At this juncture, any turmoil will affect the overall situation. The day after tomorrow is the martial arts conference, and if King Ning can't make it tomorrow, there may be some changes.

    "Prince Ning's spies came to report, saying that it would take half a day to get the territory of Yongzhou." Since Song Yufeng's performance disappointed Song Yanming more and more, he had already handed over part of the real power of the Song family to him, but Jiang Qianyang was psychologically  Clearly, Song Yanming may not trust him as much as he appears on the surface.

    "Where is Bian Qing? Are you also in Yongzhou?" Although King Ning revealed in the letter that he would support him as the leader of the alliance, it is difficult to guarantee that he will change his mind temporarily. This time, only the Qingfeng sect can compete with him.  Face to face is troublesome.

    In the past, martial arts conferences only discussed martial arts, but this time it is about comprehensive strength, martial arts, resourcefulness, and prestige that echoes everywhere, so the support of the imperial court is essential.

    "No, he has arrived in Toyosu."

    "Oh?" Song Yanming turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and walked to the desk, his eyes fell in the distance, as if he was in deep thought: "What do you think about this matter?"

    "King Ning is recruiting knights from the rivers and lakes this time for the court to use. It should be more beneficial to support the Song family than to support the Qingfeng sect." Jiang Qianyang answered with eyebrows: "Fengzhou and Wenguo are only separated by Youzhou.  And our power in Fengzhou and even Youzhou is much stronger than that of Qingfengmen, if it is true, the imperial court intends to swallow Wenguo, King Ning has no reason to support Qingfengmen."

    Song Yanming squinted his eyes slightly and frowned. He knew that Jiang Qianyang's analysis was good. According to the current situation and the court's ambitions, there was really no reason not to support him as the leader.

    Forget it, maybe he just thought too much.

    "You've done a good job." He patted Jiang Qianyang's arm encouragingly, Song Yanming's brows loosened, and he said again: "By the way, Qianyang, no matter how busy things are in the house, don't ignore Zijue.  If you are a father, you have nothing to ask for, your kindness to Zijue is my greatest comfort."

    As soon as these words came out, Jiang Qianyang knew that Song Yanming had begun to fear him.  In Song Yanming's mind, how important Song Zijue would be is that he might not be able to compare with the power and fame he wanted. He clearly meant that he was too attentive to the Song family's affairs.

    Although he was brought up by Song Yanming, joined the Song family and became his son-in-law, after all, his surname is Jiang, not Song.  Song Yanming is thoughtful and suspicious. In the past few years, he has trusted him on the surface, and he has given him many things in the mid-term. In fact, he can't really trust him. If it wasn't for Song Yufeng's disappointment, how could it be his turn?  He is a man with a foreign surname.

    "Yes, Dad,I see.  "Hanging his head respectfully, even if he is really dissatisfied, he is still fledgling, and he can only obey Song Yanming temporarily.

    Song Yanming half-closed his eyes and looked at Jiang Qianyang, then stopped and signaled him to go out.

    Jiang Qianyang exited the room respectfully.

    As soon as she left the Jintao Pavilion, she ran into Song Zijue head-on, and saw her sullen face, with a ferocious look on her bright face.

    "What's the matter?" Jiang Qianyang's voice was soft and gentle, leaning over to smooth the messy strand of hair on her temples.

    Song Zijue waved his hand away impatiently, and sneered angrily: "Don't be hypocritical, why do you care about so many people, are you so troubled?"

    Jiang Qianyang's expression changed slightly, and he soon returned to normal. He withdrew his waved hand and handed it behind him: "What made our young lady angry?"

    "Jiang Qianyang, look for yourself!" Song Zijue threw the paper he had been holding onto his face, and said mercilessly, "Hmph, that little slut rejected your offer, and you're still trying to catch up with me!"  To deliver the wound medicine."

    Jiang Qianyang frowned, and didn't look at what was written on the paper. Song Zijue was so angry that it was useless to explain, so he said in a deep voice: "She is still useful to Dad, and we can't touch her yet."

    "Hehe, use dad as a shield, Jiang Qianyang, you've grown up!" Song Zijue frowned, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't forget, you belonged to the Song family, without me, you have nothing  no!"

    After Song Zijue finished speaking, he stopped looking at him, turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.

    Jiang Qianyang watched her figure disappear at the end of the eaves, his eyes darkened, and after changing his gentle and refined demeanor just now, his whole body seemed to be radiating coldness and ruthlessness.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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