Shame, humiliation, Wang Siying, who grabbed the ground with his head, was full of shame in his heart, his face was flushed, and then he was a little distorted and hideous, like his dignity was trampled on the ground and his head was eaten.

He once went to the river where the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Liang met, and when it was cold, he stuffed hay into the crotch of his trousers, he could bear it, and he also once stayed in the Chengdong Prison for two years as a jinshi, and when he was the head of the cell, he was pointed at behind his back and poked his backbone, and he could bear it. Even if Xue Xiangsong made it difficult and kneaded him back and forth like a dog, he endured it.

Song Junyi's words alone were like a knife inserted directly into his heart, splashing out a piece of blood, the knife was hooked, and he was also picky about a piece of meat, with painful tendons, which made him unbearable, because what he said was all true, he Xue Xiangsong could indeed sacrifice his life for Da Wei and die for Da Wei! Why did everyone step on me and laugh at me? Why did everyone think that I, Xue Xiangsong, would become the scourge of Da Wei?

Gritting his teeth, his nails were embedded in the palms of his hands, blood flowed out, his knuckles were clenched and turned blue and white, rattling, Wang Siying raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of fierce light, he had killed many people, his hands were stained with blood, and he didn't care about another life at the moment, it was a big deal to die in Tai'an City, there was no corpse, and the history books left infamy, what else could be the worst? !

Outside the Wu Mansion, the groom noticed that the undercurrent in the house was surging, the killing machine had risen, and the feet swept towards the house like the wind, and the military masters lurking around suddenly killed, a wave of bows and crossbows were fired, and the horseman's fists continued to swing out, and before the crossbow arrows came to his body, they had been smashed away, and dozens of military masters jumped out together, and killed them in the posture of a goshawk fighting a rabbit, and the two sides suddenly fought together.

Ma Fu tried his best, not hesitating to be stabbed in the back, but also forced into the Wu Mansion, shouting: "Lord Wang!" and then was forced out of the house by more military masters, drowning in the crowd.

"The old man likes to watch the dying man die, because you don't know how much energy he has and what unexpected things he will do. Song Junyi's Zhenbei Army saber pressed down, Wang Siying's waist bent down, and his head smashed to the ground, the general of the Zhenbei Army was not the pinnacle of cultivation, but he had also stabilized the realm of the Nine Grades, Wang Siying was a scholar, and couldn't resist: "Have you thought about how to die?"

Wang Siying gritted her teeth and stood up again: "Wang Siying wants to die standing up!"

"Very good!" Song Junyi retrieved the Zhenbei Army saber around Wang Siying's neck, and used the blade to hook open the buttons on Wang Siying's shirt, revealing the skin on his chest. Wu Changhe and the old man are here, which is to let this young man say the reason not to kill him, this young man said that he will only be the sharpest secret knife, and do his best to protect His Majesty, and will not participate in court politics, let alone interfere in the harem, so he survived, no need for the old man to say, you also know that this person is Chu Renfeng, but you Wang Siying is different, you not only want to be a secret knife, but also want to be a powerful minister, the old man can't tolerate you. Wang Siying, before he died, did he have any last words?"

The blade has entered a little, and it has already touched Wang Siying's soul, and half an inch forward, Wang Siying's life will come to an end.

"Wang Siying can live and die with Great Wei, if Great Wei reaches the moment of critical survival, the lower officials dare to guarantee with their lives, Wang Siying will die before His Majesty dies!" The pain invaded the brain, cold sweat flowed down his back, and the bright red dyed on his chest had penetrated half of his body, but Wang Siying suddenly calmed down, and the hand hanging down his sleeve suddenly stopped shaking: "Because, Wang Siying...... Like...... Like...... Your Majesty. ”

The saber of the Zhenbei Army, which had already entered half an inch, paused, Song Junyi blinked his eyes, his hand shook, his mind was blank, a little confused, as if he didn't hear clearly, and asked, "You, you, what did you just say?"

Wang Siying's lips trembled, and some words were bold enough to say it once, but again, embarrassed, blushing, I couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and opened my mouth to cry: "Wang Siying...... Slow play...... Your Majesty. ”

The voice is too low, too shy and excited, and likes the two words to be directly deformed and changed the umlaut.

Song Junyi rubbed his nose and put the knife back into the scabbard, also because he was excited, he didn't insert it back three times, and the last one was inserted on the ground: "Wang Siying, the courtiers respect the king, and you can also use the word like, what the old man doesn't understand is that you like this, but the old man understands and likes it?"

Wang Siying's heart was beating hard, blood circulation was accelerating, and blood was constantly flowing out of the wound on his chest, and he pressed the wound with two fingers: "It should be the one that the old general understands." ”

Song Junyi nodded and shook his head violently: "Wang Siying, this kind of big thing, can't you just talk nonsense, are you serious?"

Wang Siying coughed twice and nodded, like a bride who had just entered the cave room and was lifted by her husband with her red hijab, very well-behaved and shy.

Song Junyi crossed his hands and put them in front of him, the two eldest mother's fingers turned around each other, and suddenly pulled out the knife and pressed it against Wang Siying's throat: "I almost caught your way, fortunately, the old man reacted quickly, Wang Siying, this is your excuse to make it up, so that the old man will not kill you." ”

"You can do whatever the old general thinks, Wang Siying has no regrets, but there is a wish, after Your Majesty wakes up, I hope that the old general will go to the grave and tell Wang Siying, old general, you can do it." Wang Siying closed her eyes again.

After a while, Wang Siying opened his eyes again, and the general of the Zhenbei Army stood under the pear tree, with his back to him, looking up at the sky: "You go, treat the wound, you will still be Wang Siying in the future, and today's incident should not have happened." ”

Wang Siying bowed his head and said yes, and thought for a moment: "Old general, Wang Siying begs you, don't spread it." ”

"Get out of here!" Song Junyi felt that Wang Siying was a little kicked in the face.

Wang Siying bowed his head and bent down to withdraw from the Wu Mansion, and the two of them helped each other to get into the carriage, Wang Siying was injured, and the horseman's injury was even more serious, he pressed the horseman in the carriage, let him have a good rest, and drove away by himself. Everything is as he said, he has made friends with people, not only money and power, but also heart-to-heart, the only thing that makes him feel a little pity is that he didn't have the courage to let the old general hand over a box of rouge gouache to His Majesty.

"Big head, I'm full of mixed feelings, mixed tastes. Song Junyi sighed for a long time: "According to the plan, no matter what Wang Siying's kid says and does, even if he hurts the enemy 800 and loses 1,000, his head can't be saved, I have calculated everything, I didn't count this kid to make such a play, the key is sincerity, you say, how the hell can I do this? Hey, I can't do it at all!"