The prince is very fierce

Tap, tap, tap——

The horse's hooves trampled the official road in the bamboo forest. There were no lights around, and because of the heavy snow, it was almost pitch dark.

There were more than 100,000 people buried in the tomb of heroes and martyrs. Naturally, the common people felt that the yin energy was too heavy, and there was nothing worth stealing inside. Therefore, except for the officials watching over the ancestral hall, there was no ghost in other places.

Because he was out at night to do business, there were torches, hoes and other objects hanging on the side of the horse. Xu Buling lit a torch and trotted on the stone road between the bamboo forest.

It took about half an hour to get here. The little arm around his waist was always tightly tied, and his back was extremely warm, as if leaning on soft cotton.

Xu Buling thought Xiao Manzhi was shy and didn't dare to speak. When he was about to reach the place, he was ready to open his mouth to remind her, but he heard a "Hu~~~Hu~~~~" sound from behind.

Well, he fell asleep, and his heart was bigger than him.

Xu Buling raised his eyebrows. He felt that the current situation was like a cold female hero leading a gang of hooligans. It was hard to say who was taking advantage of whom.

The horse trotted around the large ancestral hall outside the tomb of heroes and martyrs, and soon came to a cemetery in the corner of the bamboo sea.

The cemetery was like an ordinary cemetery, with tombs neatly arranged in it. There were tombstones and stone incense tables for sacrifice in front. The last one was Liu Houer's tomb, and there were sacrificial supplies in front. The paper money scattered on the ground was mostly covered by the snow.

"Manzhi, don't sleep."

"Um... oh."

Zhu Manzhi woke up in a daze. When he found that he had fallen asleep, he suddenly woke up, his face flushed, and jumped off the horse.

Xu Buling turned over and got off the horse, and took the hoe from the side of the horse. Zhu Manzhi took out the incense money from the cloth bag of Ma Ce, and first ran to Liu Houer's tomb to pay homage.

Xu Buling picked up a hoe and searched in the cemetery. There were thousands of Wolf Guards who died in the line of duty buried here. They were arranged according to the time of their death, so it was not difficult to find them. He searched according to the year of death on the tombstone and soon found the grave of Lin Yang in Tianqiaoying.

Because he died ten years ago, the graves here were old. Lin Yang's grave was full of dead grass and broken branches, and the tombstone was also stained with mud and water. It seemed that no one had worshipped for a long time.

Xu Buling was not afraid of ghosts and gods, but he still had the minimum respect for the dead. After Zhu Manzhi finished worshipping Liu Hou'er, he took three incense sticks from her hand, lit them, and inserted them in front of the grave. He also burned some paper money before coming to the grave.

The snow was heavy and the wind was gusty.

Zhu Manzhi was actually a little scared, and digging up people's graves has always been a bad thing. She stood beside the grave holding a torch and hesitated: "Mr. Xu, will this senior Wolf Guard come to settle accounts with you tonight?"

Xu Buling paused with the hoe he raised, turned his head and said: "Did you forget my nickname?"

Zhu Manzhi blinked: "Eagle Finger Wanderer?"

"It's the Little King of Hell."

Xu Buling glanced at her with some amusement, and began to dig the soil and grave.

Zhu Manzhi always felt very cautious, afraid that something would come out. He only dared to look at Xu Buling and said something to make conversation:

"I heard from the storyteller that when Mr. Xu was sixteen years old, he ran to the territory of Northern Qi alone and killed more than a hundred people. Is it true?"

Xu Buling thought about it for a while and nodded:

"I wanted to go to the capital of Northern Qi to have a look, but unfortunately there was a desert outside the pass, and bandits were rampant. I got lost after chasing for a few days and went back."

"Is Xiliang beautiful?"

"Well... It's close to the Western Regions and the grasslands. It's not as prosperous as Chang'an, and it's definitely not as beautiful as Jiangnan..."

Zhu Manzhi listened quietly, thought about it, and asked again: "There are rumors in the market that there are vassal kings who want to rebel and the court wants to reduce the vassal kings. Is it true?"

This question was too rash, and he didn't know how to be evasive at all.

However, Xu Buling didn't care about it. He thought about it carefully, shook his head and chuckled:

"I don't know either. Dayue has more than one vassal king... When the previous emperor was in power, my father and I went to Beijing to study. The current emperor was just coming of age. We were both studying in the Wenqu Garden of the Imperial College at that time. We had a very good relationship and even burned yellow paper and cut off a chicken head to swear brotherhood..."

Zhu Manzhi blinked his eyes: "I heard that... Prince Su was very... very unconventional in the capital back then?"

Xu Buling waved his hoe and chuckled twice: "Not only unconventional, but there were 'Four Pests in the Capital' in Chang'an back then. Guess which four pests they were?"

Zhu Manzhi hooked the hair by her ear and shook her head embarrassedly: "I don't know."

"The first three of the four pests in the capital are the girls in Yingchun Tower, the gambling dens in Longyin Pavilion, and the quacks in Hutai Street. If you touch any of them, you will be in trouble. The fourth pest is my father. He was so famous in the capital back then, and he caused trouble everywhere It was a mess, and whoever got involved would be in trouble. "

"What happened next?"

"Then... my father returned to his fiefdom safely and inherited the throne. He was much better than me."

Xu Buling shook his head with some self-abasement, and continued: "I haven't heard the elders talk about what happened later... Your Majesty inherited the throne, and my father inherited the throne. They never drank together again... Until ten years ago, the Donghai Lu family refused to obey the court's control. In order to shock the world's heroes, the Majesty ordered Prince Su to lead troops to pacify the Donghai Lu family."

Zhu Manzhi nodded: "I know this. The Iron Eagle Hunting Deer involved many people in the martial arts world... The Donghai Lu family is the family of Xu Shizi's grandfather, right?"

"Yes."

Xu Buling's voice was flat: "My father took the order to lead troops to attack the Donghai Lu family. Although the blood flowed like a river, he finally spared his hands and did not massacre the family. However, the Donghai Lu family, which had been passed down for thousands of years, still fell into a slump, and my mother also..."

After all, it was fused with memories. When Xu Buling said this, his heart felt sour and he couldn't go on, leaving only a soft sigh.

In the memory, Princess Su was really good to Xu Buling, so good that Xu Buling didn't dare to recall her childhood days.

Zhu Manzhi pursed his lips, feeling a little sad, and thought for a while:

"Then...wasn't the princess killed by the Holy One?"

Xu Buling shook his head and continued to dig the grave: "It is difficult to settle this account clearly. The Lu family of Donghai disobeyed orders first, and the imperial court was not peaceful and it was difficult to bring peace to the world. My father, the king, accepted the imperial edict himself. Because he did not accept it, he went to The one who put down the rebellion was the nearest King of Qi.

Then, although my father led troops to the Lu family in the East China Sea, he secretly protected the Lu family in the end and only killed the head of the Lu family to report to the court...that is, my grandfather.

If the king asks his minister to die, he must die. Strictly speaking, my father disobeyed the emperor's order. "

Zhu Manzhi frowned tightly, and after calculating for a long time, he whispered: "This account... is really not easy to settle. The court has a personal vendetta, and what Su Wang is resisting is the emperor's order... No wonder some vassal kings want to There are rumors of rebellion and the imperial court wants to cut down the vassalage. If you are from Jianghu, I think King Su is doing the right thing and attaches great importance to friendship."

"The temple is not the martial arts world, and it doesn't care about friendship."

Xu Buling sighed: "So, no one knows whether the rumors of 'the feudal king wants to rebel' or 'the imperial court wants to cut down the feudal clan' are true or false. After all, they all have motives. It's hard not to doubt..."

While he was talking, there was a muffled sound of wood coming from under the hoe.

Boom...