Chapter 127

Your map is different from normal maps.

The military strength and population of each country are detailed.

Border lines, troop deployment points, identified by points and lines.

Especially the Great Song.

The standards of each town are very detailed.

I, having nothing to do.

Flipped through the second-to-last logbook under your desk.

It contains nearly a hundred names, all of which are generals of the Great Song.

Their preferences, relationships, you have detailed records.

Taking Gusu City as an example.

Which general is a fool, which general has a weak personality, you know everything.

This doesn't seem like something an ordinary Wu Lin person needs to record."

Southern Murong Fu remained silent.

His eyes were extremely complex.

His maps were all carefully marked.

At first glance, they were no different from ordinary ones.

But if you observe carefully.

You will find countless small dots on them.

Seemingly very random.

Normal people would definitely not look so carefully.

And.

The logbook under the desk.

Everything written was chaotic.

How did Zhao Min discover its pattern and interpret it?

For a time.

Southern Murong Fu's eyes had a earth-shaking change.

And Zhao Min's jade finger moved.

Pointing to the map of the Canhe Manor.

"Your branch of this manor is even more interesting.

It looks like it is leaning against the mountain and water, beautiful.

But in fact, it is a military fortress that is easy to defend and hard to attack.

There is only one exit and entrance.

If there is a war, just send five hundred elite soldiers.

It is enough to block the attack of ten thousand enemy soldiers.

Outside the entrance, the rest is the road.

The water is low, large ships cannot enter.

Small boats will only become targets.

Young Master Murong, you live in Swallow Dock.

The most central position in the entire manor.

Looking down from a bird's eye view.

The entire manor is like bowing to you from all sides.

This is to be an emperor!"

After saying this.

Southern Murong Fu's expression was already extremely gloomy.

A faint murderous intent gradually appeared.

Ye Yu turned slightly, blocking Zhao Min behind him completely.

Looking at Southern Murong Fu faintly.

And the latter no longer had the previous enthusiasm.

For a time, the entire Listening to Rain Pavilion was silent.

But there was a feeling of a storm coming.

"Haha!"

Zhao Min suddenly laughed: "Young Master Murong, are you okay?

I was just joking, you don't have to be so nervous, right?"

A sentence.

Instantly dissipated the surrounding murderous intent.

Southern Murong Fu also laughed again: "Lady Ye, you really almost scared me to death.

I am just a Wu Lin person, the two words rebellion.

I really can't afford to bear them.

Better not say it again in the future."

"Of course, of course. Husband, let's go find Sister Dongfang."

Saying that, Zhao Min pulled Ye Yu and walked out of the Listening to Rain Pavilion.

And Southern Murong Fu stood at the door.

Watching Ye Yu and Zhao Min leave.

After watching them walk away.

Around Southern Murong Fu, a rich murderous intent filled the air again.

With a wave of his hand.

The two maps on the wall of the Listening to Rain Pavilion.

Instantly turned into powder.

On the wall, there was an extra huge palm print.