Chapter 514

Song Liang lowered his eyes and said quietly: "Today's saint is a generation of Ming monarchs, so naturally he will not be presumptuous and ignorant of right and wrong. ”

Song Liang didn't see it, and when he said this, the angry anger in the eyes of the Flying Tiger Village Lord jumped two feet high, enough to burn this poor place to death.

Everything was silent, except for the dull hum that rushed into my ears.

Song Liang raised his eyes and saw that there was still the shadow of the Flying Tiger Village Master, and he had already left.

He clenched his fists, a little weak sadness, but helpless. The leaves fall with the wind, floating without roots. His eyes fell on the worn stone tablet on that side, pursed his lips, strode forward, and knelt in front of the tablet with a puff.

Through the vicissitudes of handwriting, Song Liang seemed to see the heroic and sassy Vice General Wei thirteen years ago raising his sword against the night dance. Today, everything is different.

"Lord Song, do you know how Vice General Wei died?"

The guide appeared at some point and stood not far from Song Liang. Or, he came earlier, and Song Liang's every move was in his eyes.

Song Liang glanced at him, and his eyes returned to the stone stele, leaving only the words "Wei" and "Army", indicating that the owner of the tomb had not been forgotten.

The brave deputy general of the year is now sleeping in the silent deep forest, guarding his loyal Dongli all his life.

"Xishu came to attack, and the two generals were martyred. ”

It was twelve years ago that the Western Shu thieves came to attack and tried to cross the border from the east, and the two generals fought bravely to kill the enemy, but they died with their bodies. After this matter was transmitted to the capital, the Manchu Dynasty was silent, and even the emperor sighed and mourned.

"Huh!" sneered softly, and the guide had a sneer on his face.

"Lord Song thinks that the two generals who have been fighting for half their lives have fallen at the hands of thieves?"

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous! It is precisely because of these two most experienced generals that Dongli has been able to maintain peace. How could they fall to the thief's sword at the same time overnight?

The traitor has not been destroyed, and the good general has died! The corpses and bones outside the plug are covered in the ground, but in the capital, the people who harm people are holding a banquet to celebrate the ascension!

This is the so-called Mingjun!

The guide laughed, if the owner of the village really entered the court, the old general was really cold!

Song Liang understands people, and just leads passers-by to laugh, and he intuitively feels that things are not good. Isn't it, what is the secret of the general's death in the first place?

His heart thumped, and the tower, which had been built with dissatisfaction and condemnation, collapsed and collapsed like decay.

Twelve years ago, the two generals fell, and the position of Dongli general was replaced by the current general Zhao Jie. That Zhao Jieyuan is also a concubine family, and after the death of the two generals, he led the Dongli army to break out of the encirclement, which can be regarded as a merit.

The court admonished, and Zhao Jie took over the position of general. It's just that in the past ten years, there has been no war, and the general has been idle. In addition, Zhao Jie himself has a high opinion of himself, and his comments are not good.

Doubts arise from the heart and cannot be dispelled.

He stood up suddenly, staring directly at the grass house, he knew that the owner of the Flying Tiger Village was among them.

"I know that if General Wei was killed, he would prefer that his descendants would inherit his legacy and ensure that the party has no worries. "No, hiding in the deep forest, in fact, is to escape.

"Farewell!"

With that, Song Liangli turned around and took Mu Xi and walked down the mountain.

He didn't know if the owner of the Flying Tiger Village heard his words, and listened to it a few more points. It was indeed unexpected that General Wei's affairs were strange, but it was precisely because of this that he should not hide in the mountains and forests.

The traitor wins, the loyal and good die, and his father also died on the Jinluan Palace in Xishu thirteen years ago. Daddy has been a loyal minister for a lifetime, but in the end he was accused of treason. This grievance, he Song Liang will one day personally rehabilitate himself.

And how similar is General Wei...... Therefore, Song Liang could not agree with the practice of the owner of the Flying Tiger Village.

Song Liang's body exuded low pressure, and black clouds were on his head. He pulled the wooden man forward, walking faster and faster, as if he was about to fly.

Mu Xi looked at him worriedly, his eyes were dripping with moisture, and he didn't know what to do. She tugged at his cuffs and patted the back of his hand again.

Song Liang stopped, took a deep breath, and then pressed down all kinds of depression in his heart. He turned to meet Kamiki's eyes, and the concern in those eyes swept away his annoyance.

"No problem. No need to worry. He patted her shoulder with the palm of his hand, only to realize that he was so weak, and before he thought of the sins that had made her suffer today, the feeling of self-reproach came up again.

"In the future, you will not be in the situation you are in today. "It's like he's making a pledge, it's like a vow.

Mu Xi looked at him stupidly, and then laughed out loud. The eyebrows and eyes are curved, like a crescent moon, and the heart is relaxed.

"Mu Xi is not afraid, Brother Liang will come to save me. ”

Song Liang couldn't help but be stunned, and his heart softened for no reason. This girl is always so inadvertently poking at the softest place in his heart.

"But......" Mu Xi's expression was a little tangled, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know whether to say it or not.

Seeing this, Song Liang looked at her tangled appearance and raised his eyebrows. "How?"

He looked at her small movements, and couldn't help but laugh, when did this girl start to be shy.

How did he know how Mu Xi was shy, but what she wanted to ask was related to the owner of the Flying Tiger Village. And Song Liang had a fight with the main owner of Flying Tiger Village, and he was depressed. Mu Xi wasn't sure whether to ask or not.

After hesitating for a while, she bit her lower lip and said it in one breath.

"Can we see Brother Wei again?"

Brother Wei is a good person, it was he who brought her back to the Flying Tiger Village and found a doctor to treat her.

She blinked and stared at Song Liang's face, afraid that he would have a slightly unpleasant expression. She had already thought about it, if Song Liang showed the slightest displeasure, she would not ask any more.

Song Liang was not angry, but he was indeed shocked. He looked at Mu Xi with a heavy gaze, but what he touched was a touch of caution. At that moment, what little nostalgia there was vanished.

Sighing helplessly, he stroked her head.

"The girl likes him very much?" It's just less than a day, what charm does the owner of the Flying Tiger Village have to make this girl pay attention.

Mu Xi twisted his eyebrows, really thought about it for a moment, and then stared at Song Liang with a serious face.

"Brother Wei is a good person. ”

"How do you know he's a good guy, and what if he lied to you?" isn't this girl afraid that the other party is lying to her?

Unexpectedly, Mu Xi shook his head quickly, like undulating waves.

"No, Brother Wei is a good person. He gave all the herbs in the cottage to the doctors in the city, and the gold, silver and jewelry he had stolen from the bandits were distributed to the poor people at the bottom of the mountain. In less than half a day in the Flying Tiger Village, she saw it clearly.

The mermaids are the race that can understand good and evil the most, and they are also the race that is most sensitive to good and evil. Therefore, she can conclude that the owner of the Flying Tiger Village is a good person.