Martial Cultivator

Following that voice, wind and snow poured into a tavern. The light on the lone lamp on the table was so startled that it flickered and was almost extinguished. Song Yingxu glanced at the person who came, stretched out her hand to protect the lone lamp, and then smiled and said, "Brother Ning , No, we should call the guardian envoy now, are you okay?"

On New Year's Eve, there are only a few people who can come here and dare to come here. In fact, even if you can't see clearly the appearance, Song Yingxu won't have many candidates, not to mention the people who come are full of blood. , in this cold winter month, only wearing a single suit, there are not many such people.

The Lord Guard who was standing at the door was in a daze when he heard Brother Ning's voice. He did not speak quickly, but paused for a moment before walking into the room and sitting opposite Lord Song in front of him. Under the illumination of the sun, the face of the guardian envoy showed no emotion, like a hard stone, but when he looked at him, some soft light appeared in his eyes.

He and the former Lord Song in front of him were indeed old acquaintances.

After taking a look at the bowl of wine on the table, the guard picked it up, took a sip, and then said with emotion, "I haven't seen you for so many years. I thought I would never see you again in the city of God."

Song Yingxu added wine to him and said casually, "When I left the capital of God, I naturally thought about the day I would come back. If I didn't come back, I would have died in the capital of God." .🅆.

The guard shook his head and said, "Although you are an official who came out of the prince's palace, you should also know that if the first prince ascends the throne, Daliang will certainly be better, but if it is just his eldest son, Daliang will be handed over to him. , not a good thing.”

Song Yingxu sneered and said, "According to Brother Ning's wishes, if there is anyone more suitable to be in charge of the throne than your Majesty, then he can also abdicate?"

"The two cannot be compared at all. Your Majesty is also the bloodline of Emperor Lingzong, and is truly a royal bloodline."

The guardian looked at Song Yingxu and said slowly, "Tell your own conscience, if your Majesty was still in office, would the monsters in the north have moved south, and would those monks in the south have gone south?" Will they be so unscrupulous in Daliang? How can the people live so well now?"

Song Yingxu said tit for tat, "Your Majesty is a benevolent and righteous king. There are civil servants in the court to govern the country, and there are military generals working hard at the border. Doesn't it mean that the current world is not good!"

The guardian shook his head and did not say more on this topic. Some people, even if they are obvious things, will definitely not believe it, because the result is not what they want, so they will only want to see the result they want. .

Talking to such a person, it is almost impossible to get an answer.

This is the truth of the saying that people with different paths should not work together.

"I'm looking for Mr. Song. I think Mr. Song knows why I'm here."

The guardian looked into his eyes, and when he spoke again, his voice was as cold as his face.

"If I had known you were in the capital, I probably wouldn't have come."

Song Yingxu sighed. The news that the guardian had previously spread was that he had left the capital city and was going to sea to deal with another matter. But who would have thought that this was all false. He had never left the capital city at all. , but has been hiding in the dark.

"Your Majesty does have some tricks."

Song Yingxu looked disappointed. This game was not too clever, but she didn't know what she was doing.

He didn't see anything, which meant that he deserved it. Looking at the guardian, Song Yingxu smiled and said, "Since it's Brother Ning who came to see me off for the last time, I probably don't feel anything. It's just that Brother Ning is the same as before." , are still so inflexible and unkind that they don’t allow people to celebrate this new year.”

The guardian envoy said, "It's our responsibility. If something goes wrong, whose responsibility does it belong to?"

Song Yingxu smiled and said nothing, and just reached out to pick up the oil lamp. The oil lamp, which was already dimly lit, started to shine brightly at this moment. He exhaled a filthy breath, and gradually his expression became solemn, "Ning Although my brother is one of the best warriors in the world, Song is no longer the scholar he once was. If you and I fight, the outcome is still uncertain."

Song Yingxu has been cultivating in the years since he left the capital of the gods. Now he is already a monk who forgets his worries. His level is not low. Although he may not be able to win against the guardian envoy, he may not be able to say that he can. If he is killed by the guarding envoy, he will be killed.

The guardian nodded and said, "It's gratifying that Lord Song has made progress in other areas. However, as the guardian of Daliang, I have to kill Lord Song for Daliang today."

The guardian didn't say much else, let alone ask the whereabouts of those ministers who had left the capital city and were still loyal to the deposed emperor, because he knew that although Song Yingxu in front of him was a scholar, he would never say anything.

Song Yingxu thought for a while and suddenly said, "I have one more thing to ask for. The proprietress of this tavern has nothing to do with us. Although she was also involved in the original incident, she is no longer involved. Brother Ning can naturally find out. I just hope that Brother Ning still has some conscience in his heart, and it’s okay to do such a thing as wrongful killing once.”

"If it is found out that it is true as you said, the killing will not be in vain. I think your Majesty will not kill in vain now."

When the guard opened his mouth, the wind and snow behind him could no longer get close.

Song Yingxu sneered and said, "You're so good that you don't commit murder in vain anymore. That big purge more than ten years ago made you all regret it?!"

The guardian didn't speak, just looked at Song Yingxu.

Song Yingxu put down the lantern and looked out the door with complicated eyes. When he came to the capital of God, he had already thought about many things clearly. Now that he died, he would not have any resentment at all. There was just one thing that he could not think clearly, and that was Why do you, Your Highness, have no hatred towards the Emperor of Liang who caused the destruction of his family?

Could it be that Gou An was what he wanted to do?

But if that's the case, what does the blood of the former prince mean to you?

How could a person like the late prince give birth to an heir like you?

Your Majesty, who is also of the blood of the former prince, chose to walk into the sea of ​​fire and die calmly when Emperor Liang conquered the capital of the gods. Why don't you even want to mention the word "restoration of the country"?

The more he thought about this, the more upset Song Yingxu became.

As he became distracted, the light of the oil lamp also flickered, as if it would go out at any moment.

The guard watched this scene without saying a word. At this moment, he already understood that he had already won this battle without having to fight. This was not because of his confidence as a top three warrior in the Liang Dynasty, but because he had already seen that Song Yingxu was already confused at this time.

Confused.

Then it has been defeated.

The guardian shook his head and was already thinking about other things to do.