The prince is very fierce

despair--

In the living room, there was only the soft sound of water drops on the bamboo hat occasionally dripping on the ground.

Xu Buling lightly kicked Zhang Buxie's forehead with his boot, knocking Zhang Buxie unconscious as he gritted his teeth and tried to get up. Holding Zhang Xiang's sword in his hand, he dragged an intact Taishi chair from the side of the Jiujie Empress, put it down in front of Zhang Xiang, flicked the hem of his robe and sat down, raising his hand to signal.

Zhang Xiang clenched his fists and glanced at the people in the living room. Although they all fell down, no one was dead. This just right force was far more frightening than the river of blood.

Zhang Xiang looked at the coir raincoat guest sitting on the Taishi chair. After a moment of silence, he walked to the chair next to him and sat down.

"Sir, what do you want to ask?"

Xu Buling leaned on the Taishi chair, brushed his fingers over the sharp blade, and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"It's about the Zhu family in Youzhou."

Zhang Xiang glanced at Xu Buling's attire and the iron sword inserted into Zhang Buxie's body. Judging from the skill just now, the newly promoted sword master Zhu Liu must have this ability, and this problem is also related to Zhu Liu's blood feud, so the identity is easy to guess. He can't think of anyone else except Zhu Liu.

"You are the Sword Master Zhu Liu?"

Xu Bu Ling covered his face with a bamboo hat, only revealing his chin wrapped in a black scarf, and said in a calm voice:

"You don't have to worry about who I am. Answer truthfully and save the lives of everyone present."

"..."

Zhang Xiang squeezed the handle of the chair, his knuckles turned white, and he was obviously very angry inside. The police officers of the Criminal Investigation Department who were investigating Lu Lin were always feared in the world. As the external face of the Criminal Investigation Department, how had he ever received such a threat?

But the world is like this. Only those who are standing are qualified to speak, but those who are lying down are not qualified. When it is time to bow your head, you will not be tolerated.

Zhang Xiang was silent for a moment and shook his head: "I am not a Jianghu person. I only respect the word 'loyalty'. As the chief of the Criminal Investigation Department, in charge of the secret files of the case, if a knife can make me speak, your Majesty will also This responsibility will not be placed on me.”

Xu Buling nodded slightly, looked at the knife in his hand, and said in a calm voice:

"Master Zhang was born as a dead soldier. No one doubts his loyalty to the current Holy Emperor. Even if his hands and feet are severed, there is probably nothing he can ask..."

Zhang Xiang raised his head slightly, his eyes cold and without any fear.

"...I only ask about the Zhu family's affairs, how old Sword Master Zhu died, and nothing else."

Zhang Xiang's face was expressionless and his voice was cold: "The officials have already concluded this case. The Youzhou Zhu family disobeyed the imperial order and was deemed to be complicit in treason. All the men in the family were beheaded in public. Everyone knows it, so there is no need to ask anymore."

Xu Buling shook his head: "Only half of what the officials said is true. What I want to ask is how and who killed Old Sword Master Zhu that day."

Zhang Xiang snorted lightly: "I will lead the team, and the Criminal Investigation Department will work together with the Tang family and Cui family in Youzhou to arrest and eliminate thieves for the country. I have never denied it."

Xu Buling took a breath and raised his bamboo hat slightly: "Tang Jiao, the Cui family's disciples, and some eagle dogs from the Detective Department were able to wipe out the entire Zhu family, but they couldn't wipe out the old sword master Zhu. How did you kill them? "

"..."

Zhang Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

"There are many people who are not afraid of death, but as long as they are human beings, there are always things they care about. Master Zhang thinks the same... Let me tell you a story."

Xu Bu Ling looked at the Yan Ling Dao in his hand and said calmly:

"Xinghuafang in Chang'an City is where the poor live. There is a ruined temple inside, where many beggars gather. They are poor children whose parents died of illness or starvation. They make a living by begging and stealing money every day. Most of them will not survive. Starved to death or beaten to death at the age of twenty...

... Among these children, one was more ambitious. He starved to death without food, and refused to bow his head when beaten to death. He went to do hard labor at the age of seven or eight... that is, carrying sacks, chopping firewood, etc., but there was no one to work as a laborer at such a young age. If you want, you can't have enough to eat. The child just held on, and when he was about to starve to death, he finally found a suitable job...

... Some of the houses of wealthy people are paved with floor coverings. If they are burned down over the winter, they will accumulate soot and need to be cleaned. The earth dragon's fire tunnel is so narrow that adults can't get in. The boy, who has not had enough to eat since he was a child and is thin, can just get in. So, that kid found a 'way to make money' and went to wealthy people one by one to recommend themselves to clean up the fire dragons...

... I worked like this for a few months. One day, when I was cleaning the back house of a member of the family, the daughter of the member of the family came over out of curiosity, squatted outside the fire tunnel and stared at it. When the child climbed out, it was already Covered from head to toe, the two of them giggled together, and the young lady even wiped his face with a handkerchief...

... From then on, the boy became very ambitious and worked double the hard work every day. He even worked as a laborer in the shop of Yuan's wife's house. The young lady often leaned on the courtyard wall and secretly threw some wrapped cakes to him. Satisfy hunger...

…But untouchables are untouchables. It’s hard for them to live with a wealthy daughter after working hard all their life…”

Xu Buling stroked the Yanling knife and raised his eyes to look at Zhang Xiang: "...but maybe God rewards hard work. That boy was lucky and met a benefactor one day. The benefactor asked him, 'Do you want to have a big life? Promise? ', he replied, 'I think'. Then he became the benefactor's apprentice, taught him martial arts, and restored his identity. In the end, he really had a great future. Not only did he become an official, but he also brought the young lady with great glory. Married back home."

Zhang Xiang frowned and pinched the armrest of the chair: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Xu Buling took a breath: "When that child grew up, he only had two people in his heart, one was his adoptive father who made him successful, and the other was his wife who secretly gave him food when he was poor. Put them As the only family member, I am always ready to risk my life for my family..."

While talking, Xu Buling took out a longevity lock from his arms and wore it with a red string.

Suddenly, veins popped up on Zhang Xiang's forehead, and his breathing became a little heavier.

Xu Buling looked at Changshousuo and sighed softly: "Last month, the child gave birth to a son, and the family became three. He could wake up laughing when dreaming, and he even named his son.' Zhang Ao', I hope my son can be as powerful as his adoptive father..."

Click——

The armrest of the chair was crushed to pieces.

Xu Buling raised his bamboo hat slightly and said softly: "Mr. Zhang was born as a dead man. He doesn't care about life or death, and he doesn't care about his family. But his family cares about you. Zhang Tingbao finally got through it after so many years. His father is a good wife and his son has just been born. Mr. Zhang can’t bear to let others destroy him?”

Blue veins popped up on Zhang Xiang's forehead. He took a few deep breaths and said coldly:

"I alone bear the grievances of the past..."

"Does it bring harm to the family?"

Xu Buling looked at the Yanling Saber in his hand, which had killed countless Jianghu people, and said coldly: "Even the Jianghu people don't abide by this rule, let alone Mr. Zhang. The Zhu family is full of men. Is it possible that everyone deserves their punishment?"

"..."

Zhang Xiang held sawdust in his hand. The sawdust pricked the skin on his hand, and blood flowed like a stream:

"The Tingbao family is young, are they safe?"

Xu Buling put away the longevity lock: "If you answer truthfully, nothing will happen today."

There was silence in the living room, except for the thunderstorm outside the window.

Zhang Xiang sat on the chair for a long time, and the blood in his hand fell to the floor, gradually turning into a pool of blood.

"...Ten years ago... Zhu Cangshan did not obey the imperial court's orders. The Tang family and the Cui family were both in Youzhou. They had a feud with the Zhu family for a long time, so they went around the court and punished the Zhu family for the crime of treason. Lao Yi , I, Tang Jiao, and Cui Ying, led the three hundred wolf guards and the retainers of the two families to surround and suppress the Zhu family..."

Xu Buling nodded lightly - Lao Yi knew from his name that he was of the same generation as Eunuch Jia, but he had never seen him before, so he was probably the one hiding underground in Chang'an City.

"...The fortune teller's sword Zhu Silk Shan has surpassed a generation in the martial arts world, and his martial arts reached its peak. The four of us fought against him three times, but we couldn't defeat him. Our strong bows and powerful crossbows were not as fast as Zhu Silk Shan's sword, so we could only destroy Zhu's entire family. For this reason, Zhu Cangshan was restricted to the vicinity of Zhu’s house to prevent him from escaping..."

"Zhu Silk Mountain didn't leave, but you still destroyed the entire Zhu family?"

"The law shows no mercy and only obeys orders... Jia Gonggongxi only begged the Holy One for mercy and only killed men."

Xu Buling nodded: "Since I can't beat him, how can I kill the old sword master Zhu?"

Zhang Xiang clenched his palms tightly and was silent for a moment: "...The Cui family borrowed Dragon Locking Gu from somewhere, and Zhu Silk Mountain was poisoned, and eventually died of the poison."

"Lock Dragon Gu..."

Xu Buling was silent for a moment: "Prince Su's Crown Prince was also infected by the Locking Dragon Gu the year before last... Is there still a Dragon Locking Gu in the hands of the court?"

Zhang Xiang took a breath and said, "After the Zhu family incident, Lao Yi robbed the Dragon Lock Gu. The inner treasury was stolen the summer before last and its whereabouts are unknown."

"Are you four the only ones who killed old Sword Master Zhu?"

"The four of us are the leaders."

Xu Buling nodded slightly, inserted the Yanling knife into the ground, and threw out the longevity lock.

Zhang Xiang caught the longevity lock, frowned, and looked at the back of the coir raincoat guest:

"Won't you kill me and silence me?"

Xu Buling paused and tilted his head slightly:

"As the emperor's personal guard, you leaked the secret files of the case, and the whole family was copied and executed. Since you know that 'the disaster does not harm the family', if you are willing to risk the lives of Zhang Tingbao and his family, why should I do it."

Zhang Xiang held the longevity lock in his hand, took a deep breath, lowered his head and looked at the longevity lock in his hand.

The silver longevity lock was stained with blood and glistened under the candlelight.

Xu Buling pulled out the long sword from Zhang Buxie's back and wiped the blood with his sleeve:

"It's difficult to protect our family and our country. If you want to be a normal person, how can you not have your own ideas? Without your son, you can't survive today."

After saying that, Xu Buling walked out of the room with his sword and entered the pouring rain.

Zhang Xiang rubbed the longevity lock with his fingers and gritted his teeth for a long time. Until the figure disappeared, a faint sigh sounded in the quiet living room...