"I think the four emperors have already known the current situation. I wonder what are your opinions?"

The boy is the current king of the Hei Song League, named Zhang Jinsong.

Three years ago, the former king Zhang Wanfu passed away, and Zhang Jinsong ascended the throne as the crown prince.

Become the new king of the Black Song League.

The four men next to the stove are his uncles.

Because Zhang Jinsong was young and the Hei Song League had a vast territory, numerous personnel, and complex internal members. Before his death, Zhang Wanfu entrusted these four people to assist Zhang Jinsong in handling affairs.

For three years, no matter big or small, four people must nod their heads before the government orders can be passed.

This is not because the four people are greedy for power, but because the situation in the Hei Song League is complicated, and four people must join forces to stabilize the situation.

"What does the king mean?"

Zhang Wanbai, wearing white clothes, spoke leisurely, with a smile on his face.

"I..." Zhang Jinsong replied a little embarrassedly: "This matter is of great importance, and I don't know what to do. Let's listen to the four emperor uncles."

The Black Song League has a thousand years of history and is an important existence in the Wanshan League!

Now, we need to make a choice that affects our future destiny.

Zhang Jinsong dared not speak out.

He knew very well that he was young and did not have a thorough understanding of the situation.

"But it's okay." Zhang Wanhuang nodded, stood up and walked behind Zhang Jinsong: "Now everyone is discussing, and the king's opinions can also be raised."

Unlike the other alliances, the Black Song Alliance is composed of multiple alliances.

The one with the most say in the alliance is the patriarchs of the three major families.

The royal family needs these families to check and balance the other families, but they don’t like the three families to point fingers.

Fortunately, four masters from the Zhang family were here, so they successfully sent Zhang Jinsong to the throne.

"Yes, we can only talk to those three families after we have agreed. Wang, this is his own meeting, but it doesn't matter." Zhang Wanhong leaned on the chair, crossed his legs, patted his pants with his right hand, and removed the dust.

"If the Holy Lord is still there, we should be loyal to the Holy Lord. No matter what, the way Nanshan Han gained throne is not right. The younger generation dared to say that the Holy Lord will have a great chance of making a comeback."

Zhang Jinsong said respectfully.

"Haha, not bad." Zhang Wanhei praised and gave a thumbs up: "I thought so when I talked to your three uncles before. But there is one thing you may not know."

"What?" Zhang Jinsong asked curiously. "Did the uncles get the news?"

"good!"

Zhang Wanhong waved his hand and all the servants in the room retreated.

Only five of them are left.

"Speaking of this, you may find it absurd." Zhang Wanhong shook his head: "The Holy Lord of Kunlun Mountain is actually fake!"

"Fake?"

Zhang Jinsong was a little surprised: "Can the Holy Lord still have fakes? Didn't the Leng family notice it? Leng Han made such a big noise and summoned so many warriors, but he didn't even identify them?"

The banner that Kunlun Mountain lies on the other side is to restore the great cause of the Holy Lord and drive away Nanshan Han.

If the Holy Lord is fake and the person who is not right, Leng Han will definitely be defeated!

Among them, the originally hesitant alliance must confront Kunlun Mountain to the end.

Compared to being loyal to a false saint, they would rather be loyal to Nanshanhan.

No matter what, Wanshan League is still Wanshan League, and people from Kunlun Mountain are absolutely not allowed to interfere in their own affairs.

"We have investigated, and this matter is most of the time, which is true." Zhang Wanbai sighed, feeling helpless: "Now, it's probably Leng Han wolf's ambition that he just made a fake lord and wanted to learn from Cao Cao."

"But there are so many warriors in Kunlun Mountain, no one has noticed it?" Zhang Jinsong found this incident unbelievable.

"Since Leng Han made this decision, he will definitely ensure that the world is perfect. At least before conquering Zuoqiu Mountain, this matter will not be exposed." Zhang Wanhong explained out loud.

As most alliances, the Black Song Alliance will become the main battlefield. Faced with the two forces, intelligence collection is extremely frequent.

In fact, before the warriors on Kunlun Mountain went to war, there was already discussion within the Black Song Alliance.

But there are too many differences between us and it is difficult to reach a unified opinion.

Now that the four of them gather here, they want to come up with a relatively stable countermeasure.

The primary purpose is to protect the interests of the royal court.

As for the other three companies, it would be best if they can take this opportunity to complete the reshuffle.

"Uncle Emperor, how did you know such top-secret news?" Zhang Jinsong was a little surprised. If this news was released, it would be like a bombshell!

Lenghan's prestige will immediately dissipate.

"If the news is true, I will arrange for people to spread it everywhere immediately, which will definitely make those people in Kunlun Mountain defeat without fighting!" Zhang Jinsong was a little excited.

I originally thought it was a big battle, but now after watching it, I may have cleaned up Kunlun Mountain without any effort.

"Why do you want to spread it?" Zhang Wanhuang shook her head: "Don't make a statement about this."

"Uncle Emperor, why should we hesitate for such a good opportunity?" Zhang Jinsong stood up and asked in confusion: "Can we help Leng Han?"

"No! That's a jumping clown, why do we help him? Give me a reason and tell me what are the benefits of helping him?" Zhang Wanhuang pointed at Zhang Jinsong and said lightly: "Sit down, young man, you can't hold back."

Zhang Jinsong sat down reluctantly and waited for his uncles to speak.

"Remember, there is no word for loyalty in this world. Some are interests! If you spread this matter, Leng Han will certainly fail, but what can we get? Nothing is nothing, just a few words of praise from Nanshan Han." Zhang Wanhuang explained patiently.

"But...but what do we do?"

After saying this, Zhang Jinsong, who was young and energetic, began to calm down.

Indeed, I was impatient.

"The things that hinder you now and also hinder the development of my Hei Song League are nothing more than three major families. But at present, we still cannot live without the three major families. If we can take this opportunity to eliminate the three major families and those hidden dangers, my Hei Song League will only be stronger in the future."

Zhang Wanbai mentioned the three families and felt a little depressed.

These three families were important officials in their early years, and continued to grow in their respective territories, and have so far formed a trend of being too big to lose.

Furthermore, the boundaries of the three families are all boundaries with foreign alliances.

If the three families are eliminated in a short period of time, a large number of areas of the Black Song League will be swallowed up and their vitality will be severely damaged.

"Saint Madam He, come in."

Zhang Wanhong suddenly spoke.

The door was pushed open.

A woman came in a purple robe.

"This is..." Zhang Jinsong looked carefully and had no impression at all.

"Let me introduce it." Zhang Wanhong stood up and pointed at the woman: "He Qiuchan, the saint of the Guiwu clan. The Holy Lord is a fake news, which was passed down by the Guiwu clan informant from the Leng family. This time, we decided to cooperate with the Guiwu clan."

"I've seen the king." He Qiuchan bowed slightly, his expression slightly cold.
Chapter completed!