"Even if your father dies and the Song family will be destroyed, won't you look back?"

Song Changqing's hands trembled a little...... If my father insists on fighting against that madman, does that mean that in this life, the reason why the Song family was destroyed is my father?

The pain of the skin on the back of the flesh blooming made Song Wenru quickly unable to support it, and lay on the bed again with his dying breath. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Changqing...... He is the king, we are the ministers, if he is wrong, we can advise, we can fight, but we must not retreat, if we retreat...... What should happen to the thousands of people in Daqi, and what should all living beings in the world do...... There is nothing wrong with this world, it is his world...... But it is precisely because of people like Wang Du that there is a peaceful and prosperous ......"

The eyes of the old minister, who had received the king's staff, still maintained the last ray of light......

It was the child he grew up with, the emperor he carefully taught, how could he just give up?

Song Changqing silently closed his eyes, gently put down the medicine bowl, walked to the courtyard, and looked up at the starry sky at night.

In his previous life, he had a very personal relationship with the senior monk Yuan Hui of Beishan Temple, on the eve of his decision to die to the king, Yuan Hui once pointed to the greedy wolf star in the night sky that flashed red and sighed, Changqing, the greedy wolf is now, the sky is chaotic, and there is blood and light.

At that time, how much he was like his father, he thought that a scholar should establish a heart for heaven and earth, a life for the people, a saint to continue learning, and a peace for all generations!

But it wasn't until he was reborn that he understood that these were all right, and they were all the principles of the sages, but when you met a faint king, what could you do? Even if you have a seven-trick exquisite heart like Bigan, you will be dissected and amused by the king of Zhou, how can you Song Changqing be loyal to the sun and the moon?

But at that time, he still didn't know, said goodbye to Yuan Hui, and set foot on that bloody road.

Before leaving, Yuan Hui recited the Buddha name.

"Amitabha, Changqing, if you die, I should be over for you, the world, and hand it over to you. ”

At this time, the stars are like the starry sky that night, the greedy wolf in the Big Dipper is bloody, and the troubled times are coming.

He had no doubt that his rebirth was due to Yuan Hui's transcendence, but this world was handed over to him...... How can he avoid this bloody catastrophe?

Wei Beihou originally fainted like Song Wenru, but Xiao Shaoyun asked people to splash him up with cold water.

"Wei Beihou, for the sake of Cheng Huan's father, I will no longer pursue it, but if you are biased like this again, I will never spare it!"

When Wei Beihou was sent back to the Hou Mansion, the whole person's mind was still confused, biased? Just against the conjuring spirits, that is, biased? Who was he biased?

He trembled and took his wife's hand, and his body, which had practiced martial arts since he was a child, could hardly bear the heart-wrenching pain: "Madam, he said that I was biased?

"How can he be like this, how can he be like this!" Mrs. Wei Beihou was so angry that her face turned pale: "What about my brother, is there anything wrong with my brother?"

Wei Beihou thought of his eldest brother-in-law, Zhongyi Boshi Yubao, and sighed: "Uncle is fine......

The uncle was originally leading the errand of the Ministry of Works, and he was not burned by Xiao Shaoyun's anger.

"I only pity Wang Du, who was punished by the nine clans......"

Mrs. Weibeihou's heart suddenly cooled by half a heart, punish the nine clans!

How many people will be implicated in the punishment of the nine clans by a person with a family and clan? During the Taiping period, could these nine clans be punished casually?

Weibei Hou originally opposed it desperately, firstly, because he didn't want Cheng Huan to bear the name of the country on his back, and he was also afraid that the courtiers would think that Weibei Houfu had instigated the emperor, and now the reputation of Cheng Huan and the country of misfortune would not be stopped, and the suspicion of Weibei Houfu was washed away with half his life.

"In the future, let's wait for the house, let's close the door and thank the guests, don't stop it, can't stop it......"

He wanted to see how far the Emperor could go!

On the sixth day of the first month of June, the western suburbs of the capital opened the altar and raised the spiritualist platform.

On the high platform, Zhan Shichun was dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a peachwood sword, chanting to the sky.

"With my sincerity, pray to the heavens, build this high platform, and summon your soul!

It was originally a good sunny day, but as James Shichun finished chanting, it suddenly rained heavily, and the foundation of the newly excavated Soul Calling Platform was suddenly soaked in a piece of muddy water. Xiao Shaoyun stood in the rain, and no one held an umbrella, looking at Zhan Shichun who was doing it on the high altar, his face was full of water droplets, and he didn't know if it was rain or tears.

In the wind and rain, the rain and fog in the distance were slowly broken, and a long convoy galloped on the official road.

The sky was still clear just now, and suddenly it was pouring rain, and the escort officials were almost blinded by the rain, and they had the intention to find a place to shelter from the rain, but this long convoy was on the official road, but there was no shop in front of the village and behind the village, and the officers and soldiers of the escort gritted their teeth, and simply looked at the city gate, hurried a few steps, and entered the city!

So the front and back, whether it was a horse-drawn cart or a mule cart, or a panting donkey cart, they all sped up together.

The bumps in the carriage were even worse, and Ah Hua was already lying on the soft seat and couldn't get up: "Shake Hui, shake Hui, my waist is going to break, why is it suddenly going to rain, this God!"

"Shut up!" A slender finger poked at Ah Hua's head, full of warnings: "Don't talk nonsense today, forget that today is the sixth of June, in case you really provoke something to be delivered!"

Ah Hua's eyes widened instantly, and she shuddered a few times in the sound of the rain, and tried to shrink herself into a ball, not daring to say that word anymore, why did she forget it, what kind of festival is it today!

The rain was too heavy, as if God had suddenly suffered some great grievance and cried non-stop, the bean-sized raindrops crackled and slapped on the outer wall of the carriage, and the scattered water droplets fell on Bai Chenghuan's expressionless face through the window screen of the carriage.

June 6, Halloween, she shouldn't be afraid no matter what, isn't she a lonely ghost who died unjustly?

As the city gate approached, a high platform gradually came into view.

Not far from the high platform, there was a large group of people standing behind a person wearing a high crown, looking at the high platform together.

With just one glance, Bai Chenghuan felt that the blood in his whole body had coagulated-that person, that person, that person, that was Xiao Shaoyun!

In an instant, countless grief, grievances, and resentments exploded in her chest, and her plain white hands were tightly clasped on the wall of the car, staring at the rain-covered man!

Xiao Shaoyun, Xiao Shaoyun!

The first thing she saw was him!

"Ah, Miss, which one is doing this, it's so majestic, build such a high platform!"

Shao Hui also saw the high platform and said in surprise, but saw her eldest lady staring at that place with terrifying eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

The eldest lady used to be crazy and stupid!

Shao Hui panicked instantly, and regardless of whether Bai Chenghuan would blame her, she hurriedly called her: "Miss, what's wrong with you, Miss!"

Under her swaying, Bai Chenghuan slowly turned his face and suddenly laughed again.

"I'm back, finally back. ”

Shao Hui and Ah Hua, who came up on the side, were suddenly stunned in place, only to feel a chill in their backs, creepy, Miss, what are you talking about?!

Bai Chenghuan turned his eyes away and stopped looking at the person in the rain and fog.

Xiao Shaoyun, I'm back!

(To be continued.) )