More than 20 years ago, Lehu admired the Bianjing Xiushan, and the tribute mission headed by the monk Skumoro was famous overnight, and since then he has been known as the three heroes of Bianjing with Yu Zhaozhong and Ruopuzi.

is different from the inheritance of the Song family from generation to generation, Yang Zong was born poor, and his ancestors did not even have an official, so he was a genius born out of thin air.

It is rumored that he was obsessed with cultivation, and at the age of thirty-three he married Kuai Lingyun, the daughter of Kuai Leshan, the head of Lehu Academy, - which also shows the extent to which Yang Zong was favored in Lehu Academy.

And at this moment, he suddenly appeared in the Song Mansion, and among his peers there were Taihu Cen Bingwen, who had already expressed his attitude, and a Taoist priest, which really made people vigilant.

Song Yinkai and Song Yinting brothers turned pale almost at the same time.

His father, Song Guogong, looked calm as usual, and said lightly: "The old man is also wondering why he is so lonely tonight. It turns out that good things are grinding, and the distinguished guests are late. ”

"Song Gong blessed the south of the Yangtze River, and now that his family is going north, Cen naturally wants to see him off. Cen Bingwen, the head of Taihu Academy, looked gloomy.

His face was also a little ugly, as if he had come here tonight not out of his own volition.

The two of them stepped into the courtyard, and the middle-aged Taoist priest followed.

Zhang Yingquan didn't recognize Yang Zong, but he had seen Cen Bingwen, and when he saw the three of them coming together, he knew that he had a glimmer of life, so he quickly and consciously retreated to the side.

The four members of the Song family and the four guests were only separated by a stone table, and Song Gong looked directly at Yang Zong, and wrote lightly: "Brother Yang is going south this time, is it for your own private affairs, or for Lehu Academy?"

Yang Zong squeezed out a smile, but he smiled a little sadly: "Song Gong said that he laughed, how can I be virtuous, where can I be qualified to speak for Lehu Academy, naturally I am here for private matters." ”

"If the old man is not mistaken, Ling Lang seems to have also entered the battle and left, right?" Song Gong said as he glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest who was leaning behind him, and the meaning of his words could not be more understood.

The Taoist priest suddenly smiled and said, "Song Gong is too worried. There is a way to unlock the bell and need to tie the bell, and if we can send you sons into the battle, we will naturally be able to rescue them again safe and sound. ”

As soon as the Taoist priest said this, his face became more and more ugly, and he vaguely showed a trace of shame.

"Song Gong ......" Yang Zong sighed: "Now that the evil moon is coming, the Yanyou war is urgent, the people of Hunan and Shu have become difficult to peace, the people of Xiliang are eyeing each other, the moon worship cult is dead but not stiff, and the people's livelihood and society can no longer withstand the toss...... I also hope that Song Gong will focus on the overall situation!"

"Focus on the overall situation?" Song Gong suddenly laughed and said:

"Who is it who planted Xiaoxiao in Yanyou's army and abolished Zhongshu Province at the cost of tens of thousands of military and civilian lives? Who is it that sent thousands of Confucian disciples to the Peach Blossom Source Array in the name of month by month, and whose life and death are still uncertain?

Yang Zong was speechless.

"Song Gongyan is heavy...... Cen Bingwen persuaded: "Zhang Chengtao's East Window incident happened, and it is also appropriate for the saint to have scruples. Compared with Zhang Chengtao's operation of Qimin Road, the Song family's roots in Jiangnan are much deeper, and it is inevitable that they will be attacked by villains. Right now, the Holy Lord is just ordering the Song family to move to Bianjing, so how can he be tied up?"

Without waiting for Song Gong to refute, Song Shijin sneered: "It's only been three months since the month-by-month change, have you healed your scars and forgotten the pain?"

Cen Bingwen's face was slightly red, he was probably scolded by the junior, and his face was a little unbearable, he also knew that the matter had come to this point, and it was not the time to be reasonable, so he sighed and said: "Song Gongxing may not know that Brother Yang's eldest son died in Yanyou a month ago. ”

What he said seemed to be out of good intentions and explained for Yang Zong, but he invisibly pushed Yang Zong out, and left himself completely clean, as if he was just a companion tonight.

When the three heroes of the Song family heard this, they really looked at Yang Zong at the same time.

"The body shrouded in horse leather, died as ...... as it deserved" Yang Zong said lightly, but he couldn't hide the misery on his face.

Only then did the three heroes of the Song family understand why this Lehu Yingjie, known as the "Pitching Vertical", would appear here tonight - Yang Zong only has two sons, and now the eldest son Yang Qi died on the battlefield, and the second son Yang Xiu entered the Peach Blossom Paradise Array, and his life and death are uncertain. He married a wife in his thirties, got a son when he was old, and now he has passed the sixtieth birthday, if Yang Xiu has no news from now on, the Yang family will be the last.

"Brother Yang......" A trace of unbearability flashed on Song Gong's face: "Yan You's war is erosive, who caused it? Why did Ling Lang die in battle? Don't you understand?"

Song Yinting then said: "Mencius said, the monarch regards the minister as a sibling, the minister regards the monarch as the heart, the monarch regards the minister as a dog and a horse, the minister regards the monarch as a countryman, the monarch regards the minister as a mustard, and the minister regards the monarch as an enemy. When I said the last sentence, I almost said it word for word, and I couldn't help but be moved.

On the one hand, the ambition and morality that have been resident in the chest since the study of Confucianism, and on the other hand, the deep affection of the calf - the first saint Mencius also said: There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great.

"Song Gong said earlier that it was cold tonight, so he was probably waiting for someone, right?" The middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly broke the silence: "It's just that the person you are waiting for should not come." Most of the seniors who have gone south from Qufu have already met their teachers at this moment. ”

Song Yinkai and Song Yinting were shocked almost at the same time, and looked at Song Gong.

"Lingshi and his entourage, I think there is more luck and less luck. Song Gong did not change his face.

"This is not to the expense of Song Gong. The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled slightly: "In addition, there is another thing, Song Gong specially rushed to Jiangning, probably because he took a fancy to Jiangning's water master, right? ”

Zhang Yingquan was listening, only to feel that his scalp was numb. He saw that the Song Mansion and his party were heading north, and only took the land route, and thought that he was going to win the hearts of the people along the way, but he didn't expect that what the Song Mansion planned was far more than he imagined.

The Jiangning Naval Division was the largest naval division of the Great Liang Dynasty, and if the Song family could hold it firmly in their hands, the imperial court would have an army of one million, and it would be difficult to cross the river to conquer it...... After the change of the month, the Jiangning Navy Division changed the generals, and the world only thought that it was related to the new Jianghuai Daobu political envoy, but where did they think that this was the Shengshang's layout in advance.

In fact, even if the generals of the water division are replaced, with the cultivation of the three heroes of the Song family, most of this water division can be destroyed overnight, creating difficulties for the imperial army to go south, so that with the foundation of the Song family's operation in the south of the Yangtze River for more than 200 years, it is not impossible to divide the river and govern from now on.

"Song Gong," Cen Bingwen suddenly sighed: "It's not too late to rein in the precipice." ”

"Brother Yang...... Bingwen ...... "Song Gong's face sank like water," when you wait for the catastrophe to come and you are isolated, don't forget today. ”

"Song Gong, why are you so bothered?" Cen Bingwen frowned.

"I don't want to fight in the same room, it hurts my relatives, but my enemies are happy. Please go back to the two of you!" Song Gong raised his chin, with a hint of determination in his generosity.

Before the words fell, there was a crisp sound of "Zheng", and the stone platform in the courtyard was suddenly disconnected.

I saw a short sword more than three feet long, shining with a cold light, piercing the thick night, shooting straight at the middle-aged Taoist priest behind Yang Zong and Cen Bingwen.

"Bang dang!"

When the stone platform hit the ground, the momentum of the short sword was stagnant, almost nailed in the air, but it was Cen Bingwen who suddenly made a move, hanging in the air with one palm, and was a few inches away from the tip of the sword.

"Cen Bingwen, you have to think clearly!" The one who suddenly sacrificed the spirit sword was Song Yinkai, who had always been a reticent.

"Brother Yin Kai, why do you have to fight that trapped beast?!" Cen Bingwen said hurriedly. Before the words fell, the spirit sword in front of him rushed forward, as if it couldn't be stopped at all with his spiritual power.

Cen Bingwen was horrified, only to feel that his palm had touched the cold light of the sword qi, and it hurt to the bone marrow.

"Zheng ......" was another crisp sound, but this time it was not the sword qi breaking through the air, but the sound of plucking the strings of the huqin.

At the same time, with a "ding", the spirit sword in front of Cen Bingwen tilted its head to other places as if it had been shot by an arrow.

It is Yang Zong who helps. At this time, the huqin, which he relied on to become famous, was already placed in front of him, holding the headstock with one hand and the string with the other, as if ready to go.

"Brother Yang......" Song Gong said coldly.

Looking up at Song Gong with his eyes, he said lightly: "Bingwen, the words have been brought, let's go." ”