Fang just confronted that Taoist priest, and Song Yinting was seventy percent sure that he could kill him. But he didn't do it after all. The murder is small, but the aftermath is big, and at this juncture, he really doesn't want to make extraneous branches.

The night breeze was cool, and the bustling streets were full of shouting and shouting and talking, and the faces of men, women, and children who were laughing or excited or bored passed by in turn.

Whether it is redundant officials, or the gentry of the scholar clan hoarding land, all dynasties and dynasties have the same problem, how can they blame Confucianism with all their brains.

The public property of the academies in various places does not pay for food, which is a rule set by Emperor Taizong, and the students of the academies uphold the tradition of farming and studying, bow down to farming, and eat and wear more than one of the flattering officials and scholars, I don't know how much simpler.

You must know that every year, from the time the official grain is collected from the field to the time it arrives in Bianjing, the amount of which is so staggering that it is unimaginable.

How many people's fat and people's ointment have fallen into the private pockets of the party officials. In the end, it had to rely on the academies in various places to open warehouses and release grain, and collect the displaced people, so as to appease the people and prevent civil unrevolt.

But such good deeds are regarded by people with ulterior motives as buying the hearts of the people.

Up to now, people of insight in the world, unless they are blind, how can they not see clearly that Emperor Longxing weakened the power of Confucianism and used law to replace Confucianism.

Han Feizi said, although the master is not good, the minister does not dare to invade...... In contrast, the attitude of the first sages towards the Tangwu Revolution and the fact that Confucianism helped Emperor Taizong overthrow the previous dynasty are probably the hidden diseases of the emperors of previous dynasties, but it is clear that the Confucianism in the world is attacked, and the Great Liang Dynasty has been the first one for more than two hundred years.

But seeing such a field, the Confucian people still have the heart of luck......

Song Yinting crossed the long street and soon came to the Jiangning Song Mansion on the bank of the Qinhuai River.

There were many green-clothed people standing in the surroundings, either openly or secretly, but Song Yinting turned a deaf ear and raised his hand and knocked on the door.

It was his brother Song Yinkai who came out to open the door, and he immediately welcomed him in, and pushed the wooden door shut with a creak.

The two brothers hadn't seen each other for ten months, but there was no greeting, Song Yinkai got straight to the point and asked bluntly, "How?"

Song Yinting didn't say a word, just shook his head. When his brother saw this, he stopped asking.

Sanjin mansion, the two went straight into the backyard.

Song Guogong stood alone in the courtyard, and when he saw their expressions from a distance, he had already guessed the result. When they came to them, they smiled very freely: "I am fortunate to have gained, but I have lost my life, it was expected, why do you feel sad?"

Song Yinting knew what his father meant-when he left the Qimin Road to go north, Song Gong analyzed it for him in the letter, and it was almost impossible to say that it was almost impossible to move the Confucianism and Buddhism in the Jiangnan area - at this time, thinking back to the closed-door soup he had eaten along the way, his heart was still inevitably bitter.

The courtyard was deserted, except for the father and son standing under the huge canopy, looking up and not seeing the sky.

Song Guogong sighed lightly and said: "It's a pity that the Daoist kid was in a moment's spirit, and he actually entered the battle, otherwise, with him, maybe he would have a few more chances of winning......"

Song Yinting was slightly stunned, probably because he didn't expect his father to suddenly mention the step of the road, and immediately remembered that Manqiu had entered the battle, and it had been more than three months, and his life and death were still uncertain, so he couldn't help but feel a faint pain in his heart.

"Daddy," Song Yinkai said suddenly, "Maybe it's my whim." But I always feel that the Arhats of Tongtian are desperately damaging their lives and souls, and they are showing grace to me, which is to expect that my Song family will be able to turn evil into good fortune. ”

Song Yinting frowned slightly and said: "Before I left Qimin Road, I went to Kaiyuan Temple and met the abbot of Guangkai. ”

"What did he say?" said Song Yinkai hurriedly.

The abbot of Guangkai talked about him left and right, and he was vague about whether there were relics stolen in the temple. But as if on a whim, he told me a bizarre thing. Song Yinting didn't wait for his brother to ask, and then recalled to himself:

When Abbot Puci was alive, he once called Guang Kai's junior brother Guang Nian, saying that he had a fate with Bu Gongzi, and he might as well go down the mountain to practice with Bu Gongzi, but Guang Nian refused at that time. When Bu Gongzi went up the mountain to copy the scriptures, Guang Nian also regarded him as an enemy, but for some reason, on the day Bu Gongzi went down the mountain, Guang Nian suddenly resigned to the abbot of Guang Kai, saying that he had figured it out......"

"According to this, before Tongtian Luohan passed away, he calculated that Guang Nian would go down the mountain with the synchronous son. Song Yinkai nodded slowly and said, "In this way, it proves my guess even more, with the fateful supernatural power of the Heavenly Arhat, I will not push my disciples into the fire pit, right?"

As he spoke, he looked at Song Gong.

"Destiny is unpredictable, and things are man-made. Song Gong smiled sassily, noncommittal, and then ordered Song Yinkai to call Song Shiji.

Song Shijin had never drunk alcohol today, and probably knew that the Song family had reached the most critical juncture, and when he followed his father into the courtyard, his face was solemn, as if he was a great enemy.

"Shijin, your father has not allowed you to use a sword in front of outsiders all these years, do you understand the reason?"

Song Shijin just nodded when he heard this.

"From now on, there is no need to scruple. ”

Song Gong said casually, but in Song Shijin's ears, it was like thunder, and he only felt trembling all over his body - he knew why his swordsmanship could not be shown, and he knew what it would mean once this ban was lifted.

On this day, Song Shijin didn't know how long he had been waiting, but when it really came, it was mixed.

He followed his grandfather and his father and uncle to the front yard in a daze, and when he came to his senses, he saw a green-clothed governor Si Qianhu, who had been invited to the courtyard at some point.

"Are you Zhang Yingquan?" asked Song Yinkai.

"Exactly...... Xia Guan ...... "That Governor Si Qianhu is quite a little humble and not arrogant, facing the three heroes of the Song family alone, he can still stand straight, but the tone of his answer is a little timid after all.

"Take your men with you, and leave all your firearms behind. Song spoke openly, as if he was stating an extremely ordinary thing.

Zhang Yingquan was shocked when he heard this, obviously knowing what this sentence meant. He swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva in succession before he whispered, "Gong Song...... The villain is commanded to act ......"

"Think again. ”

Song Gong's words were concise and to the point, but Zhang Yingquan was in a cold sweat, and he only felt that the weight of Qianjun was pressed on his chest, as long as he moved a little, he would have to be in a different place.

The half-zhang musket was firmly held in his hand, but at this moment, what was the difference between this murderous weapon and an ordinary iron rod?

Think again? What else do you have to think?

“...... I'm leaving...... It's also a dead ......" Zhang Yingquan finally spit out these words for a long time.

"Having said that, why bother to bring so many people to accompany the funeral?" Song Yinkai said softly.

Zhang Yingquan understood, he could use his life to exchange his brothers for survival, this was his bottom line, and the Song family had obviously expected it - all this had been confirmed as early as Hangzhou.

"Allow me...... Set it up ......," Zhang Yingquan said slowly.

Song Yinkai was about to say something, when he suddenly looked up, only to see the bolted door, which opened with a "creak", and there were three people standing outside the door, two Confucians.

"Song Gong is unharmed. "There was a man standing outside the door, who was looking up with joy. The other two are Taihu Cen Bingwen and the Taoist priest who has been with Song Yinting for more than ten days.