"Then" "That's just what you think," Ye Zhilan moved his finger, spread the folding fan halfway, and sneered softly, "Murong Shang accidentally killed the royal prince, and his crimes are not allowed to be forgiven. Even if he is exempted from death, he cannot live. He is exiled to the cold land of the desert and becomes a slave and will never return. The Murong family will be punished and will be exempted from the position of Murong Mingzhu Chamber of Commerce.

After the Murong family's imperial capital was closed for six months, Murong's eldest son Murong Gong ordered to go to the King of Yu tomb in person, kneel three times and kowtow nine times, An Ziyan was buried, and guarded the tomb for three years, morning bells and evening drums, and atone for my brother. What do you think?"

"...This..." Ye Ziluo was a little stunned and hadn't recovered for a long time.

If it weren't for his knowledge that the Murong family was supported by Ye Zhilan, he would even doubt whether the Murong family had a grudge against Ye Zhilan! Forget it and exiled Murong merchants, they would also have to remove Murong Mingzhu from his place in the Chamber of Commerce, that was to give up the title of dominating the northern business world for a hundred years, and to cut off the Murong family's ties with other aristocratic families, completely isolate the Murong family, and as for closing the Murong family's industry in the imperial capital.

Six months, that is half a year, half a year is enough to take the opportunity to annex... This is not counting. Murong Gong is the eldest son of the Murong family. He went to the Yu Wangling to guard the tomb for Ye Ziyan. Wouldn't it be for everyone in the world to know that the Murong family will be divided. Originally, the descendants of the Murong family were long, and the four young men in one family were even the dragon among the people. Now Murong Shang has been exiled, Murong Gong atones for his brother to guard the tomb, and Murong Jiao is missing. Murong Zheng became a monk in Taoist temple in his early years to pray for blessings for his mother... Only one Murong Mingzhu is left, and he is still a female.

The decline of the Rong family is no longer reversible.

What does Ye Zhilan want to do!

Isn’t the decline of the Murong family the last thing he wants to see?

The more Ye Zhilan gave him enough conditions, the more Ye Ziluo felt frightened.

He couldn't see through what his young uncle was thinking!

Is it a trap?

No...no, if it is a trap, then this trap is too scammer. Ye Zhilan cannot use the entire Murong family as a trap.

Ye Ziluo couldn't figure it out, and simply stopped thinking about it. He asked directly: "What does the emperor want to do?"

Ye Zhilan smiled, stood up and looked at the huge mansion, and repeated what he said: "What I want is the prosperous era of the moon. No matter what I do, it is for the world. If people want to get one thing, they will inevitably lose another. This is balance."

Ye Ziluo could not understand his sceptical words, so he stood up and looked behind Ye Zhilan, "Does the emperor think I believe it?" The wind on the platform blew slowly, and Ye Zhilan whispered, "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. The moon has passed through his father and the emperor's dynasty, and the emperor's brother has been defeated by the two dynasties. He has been strong outside and the middle. The northern desert is eyeing him, and the country is very ambitious. There are still the twelve states in southern Yunnan that have not yet been willing to surrender, but the Murong family is prosperous.

Years, wealth can rival a country... There are enough enemies in Biyue, and there is no need for one more."

"So, the emperor wants to eradicate the Murong family?" Ye Ziluo's heart was thumping. He didn't expect Ye Zhilan to think so.

The Murong family was clearly supported by him, but now he wants to destroy it himself, without any nostalgia or hesitation.

"Eliminate the Murong family?" Ye Zhilan's soft voice merged into the wind, "It's so heartless to do that..."

It was clearly midsummer afternoon, and the wind was also warm, but Ye Ziluo only felt a chill coming out of the soles of his feet. He didn't speak anymore. Ye Zhilan was heartless? Ye Zhilan might have no feelings at all!

Until Ye Zhilan left with a smile, Ye Ziluo still maintained a standing posture and could not say a word. Over the years, he thought that even if he could not defeat Ye Zhilan, at least he would still maintain a balanced situation. But today, he had to suspect that with Ye Zhilan's methods, he might have lost... If it weren't for Chen Guo, Mobei, and Ye Jinghao, he would have been young, Ye Zhilan would have probably already

Let him die without a place to bury him.

Ye Zhilan is right. The prosperity of Biyue is just an illusion. The emperors of the two dynasties have no effect. Biyue is no longer the Biyue of the past, and he can no longer experience internal struggles. This should be the reason why Ye Zhilan can tolerate him until now.

The Murong family, from beginning to end, from Ye Zhilan to now, should be a dying son who will be abandoned by him at any time.

Murong Mingzhu spent four years building a business path, and Murong Mingzhu stabilized the northern economy... Now, she has been abandoned by Ye Zhilan, and everything she has to do will become royal.

Murong Jiao, Murong Shang, Murong Palace... one after another happened one after another, and this was just the beginning. The Murong family... were afraid that they would be doomed.

...

"So, he wants the Murong family's trade route?"

Murong Mingzhu gritted her fingers and said, "Ye Ziluo really dares to ask for it."

Ye Zhilan smiled bitterly, "You want Murong Shang to escape from death. He wants the Murong family's business path. You can decide for yourself."

Murong Mingzhu did not make a decision immediately, but looked at Ye Zhilan in confusion, "Besides the Murong family's trade route, what else did he ask for from you?"

How could a person like Ye Ziluo know what to stop when he sees it? Ye Zhilan goes to beg him, and he will definitely make things difficult for Ye Zhilan.

If even Ye Ziluo wants to get involved in the Murong family's business road, then the conditions he offered to Ye Zhilan will only be higher and will not be lower. What price will Ye Zhilan pay for his second brother?

"Nothing," Ye Zhilan said lightly: "I don't care about those things. I will give him whatever he wants."

"wrong."

Murong Mingzhu felt uneasy, "Did he ask you for military power? Or something else, you... suffered a great loss, right?"

Ye Zhilan comforted her waist, let her sit on her lap, hooked her sharp chin and smiled, "I didn't suffer any loss, really, it's just one of you, giving up the trade route, and there are other ones... They are always bad for you, is it okay?" The more he said this, the more Murong Mingzhu disbelief, and looked at him with a frown, "As long as I can protect my second brother, even if I am worthy of Mobei, I can save this life, I can save him... Ye Ziluo wants the lifeline of the Murong family. I will give him this road, and I can open one more road, although I feel sorry for it, but the road is dead, and silver is dead. My second brother is better than anything else. As for myself... I can lose the Chamber of Commerce, I don't care about the empty title. After all, the Murong family has a family background. After all, I can close the imperial capital industry for half a year, and I can also lock it up... And my elder brother, I want to go back to discuss with him
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