The assassin found the mute slave who was recuperating from his wounds in the mansion of the eighth son, Jiaxi. The dumb slave was seriously wounded, and he had to kill dozens of Song soldiers before he was captured.

"Say, who's behind it?" Song Xiao's tenth son, Jialiu, asked angrily.

However, the dumb slave was a mute, she couldn't speak, just looked at Song Xiao's ten sons, Jialiu, and smiled.

Kaliu drew a sword and stabbed it into the chest of the dumb slave, then knelt on the ground and wailed, saying, "Brothers, I have avenged you. ”

"Childe, please mourn." Zou Gu glanced at the dumb slave, she was stabbed in the center by a sword and did not immediately die, as if she was waiting for someone.

Song Xiao's eighth son, Jiaxi, finally rushed back, his face was pale.

Zou Gu said coldly: "Jiaxi, you persecuted your compatriots, brutalized Zhongliang, and were unkind; The king's bones are not cold, you want to usurp the throne, disloyal and unfilial. ”

Jiaxi wept bitterly and lost his soul, and walked towards the dumb slave who had not yet lost his breath.

"The king's last words, let Gu be the protector of the country, blame the prince, and take care of the temple," Zou Gu arched his hand in the direction of Song Xiao's coffin and said, "Today, the king of Gu Dynasty will enforce the law, come to the people, take Jiaxi into custody, and strip him of his identity as a son." ”

Song Xiao's eighth son, Jiaxi, glanced coldly at the several Luoyi guards who surrounded him, then pushed Jialiu away and half-knelt in front of the dumb slave.

The dumb slave shook her head at him, and Jiaxi hugged the dumb slave until her eyes were dilute and her body was out of temperature.

"You conspirators, this group of executioners, eat people without spitting out bones, and drink blood without water." Song Gongzi Jiaxi put down the corpse of the dumb slave and scolded.

"He went crazy and was taken to prison." Zou Gu said regretfully.

Luoyi School Palace.

Fu Bai and Meng Lan sat opposite each other, and Qian Xiu served tea on the side. The prince of the Great Song Dynasty was not overly sad because of the death of his grandfather Song Xiao, and stayed in the Luoyi School Palace every day except for the necessary sacrifices, and he couldn't wait to eat and live here.

"Mr. Meng, I don't deserve to be a great Song prince, I'll be your disciple." Qian Xiu said.

"You, you have to be," Meng Lan shook his head and said, "Only when you become the king of Song, can the national disaster be calmed." ”

Qian Xiu suddenly burst into tears again, he had always respected Meng Lan, Meng Lan was the ugly descendant in his heart, the only gentleman left in the world. Even Mr. Meng, whom he respected the most, even regarded himself as a chess piece.

Fu Bai said: "Qian Xiu, you don't understand. Meng Lan doesn't treat you as a pawn, Meng Lan puts hope on you. That's why Meng Lan came to Luoyi School Palace at risk to be the first saint in the world called Sacrificial Wine and a prisoner. ”

Qian Xiu looked at Meng Lan, wanting to see the answer in Meng Lan's eyes, Meng Lan got up and looked through the thick palace wall, the most prosperous Luoyi in the world, the prosperous coat wrapped in the man, and inside was a dirty power game and a heart that coveted the world. The dirty power game is so dirty that it kills each other, and the heart that covets the world wants the people of Kyushu to bear the consequences.

Someone drove to ask Qian Xiu, saying that Song Xiao was buried today, and after the burial, he would also want to succeed him, the prince. Qian Xiu didn't want to go, just looked at Meng Lan. He really hoped that Meng Lan shook his head, and then he could give up this position as the prince and travel with Meng Lan to study all over the world. But he saw that Meng Lan hesitated, and finally nodded.

Fu Bai went with Qian Xiu, Qian Xiu can't die, Qian Xiu wants to succeed to the throne, this is the master's explanation, this is Song Xiao's explanation, and this is also Meng Lan's eyes.

Meng Lan's eyes revealed compassion, and beyond compassion, there was compassion, layer after layer.

Fu Bai was right, Zou Gu gave up the position of sacrificial wine, just because Luoyi School Palace was a cage. He imprisoned Meng Lan here, and imprisoned the morality of the world here.

Morality is always in the hands of the victor, he will return morality to Meng Lan for the time being, wait until the Great Li Guozuo is cut off, and wait until the Song army sets foot all over the world and Kyushu, this word morality still belongs to him.

Zonghengjia's mind, how can it be so simple?

How could Meng Lan not know Zou Gu's thoughts? But he still came, in the words of Zou Gu and Fu Bai, that is, risking his life.

A gentleman should not take risks with his body, and he should not do anything unless he has to.

Song Xiao is not dead, and the country is in trouble.

This cunning fox Song Xiao, who can be regarded as a wise monarch but is definitely not a good courtier, is dead, but the national disaster is really gone?

Qian Xiu succeeded to the throne, and the national disaster was closed.

Song Xiao has ten sons, the son is incompetent, the grandson is humble and repaired, and he is benevolent and righteous.

Only the Song Gongzi Qianxiu, who was given the name of Zichou, succeeded to the throne of the Song State will stop the pace of being called the emperor of the world, and only the Song Gongzi Qianxiu who is benevolent and righteous will succeed the Song State will send back a million male divisions; Only this Song Gongzi, who does not learn the art of vertical and horizontal, but only learns benevolence, righteousness, etiquette and faith, will succeed to the throne of Kyushu and Kyushu.

Therefore, Meng Lan came from afar, in order to learn the palace and sacrifice wine, for the first saint in the world, and for the sake of morality.

Song Gongzi Jialiu asked worriedly: "Mr. Zou, Shi Sheng, what should I do with humble cultivation?" ”

Jialiu knew that the biggest obstacle to his succession was not those waste brothers, but his nephew Qianxiu, after all, Qianxiu was the eldest grandson of his father Song Xiao, and he was naturally the prince, and he would naturally be the new Emperor of Song.

Zou Gu and Fei glanced at each other, and Shi Hui replied in a low voice: "Son, if you really can't do it, you can only take the heir by force, and the Luoyi Waner Guards are all my descendants." ”

Song Gongzi Jialiu shook his head and said: "My father pays the most attention to the word benevolence and righteousness, and I naturally also pay attention to benevolence and righteousness. ”

What a can't bear it!

"The king actually left Fu Bai with such a big hand, and he actually hid me from me," Zou Gu said, "Previously, Hu Sai Evil and Good repeatedly killed my Song General, and later news came that Evil and Good was injured by a person of unknown origin, and I am afraid that it was also Fu Bai's hand." ”

"No matter how brave and unparalleled he Fubai is, can he still stop my Luoyi Waner army?" Shi Hui sneered.

"If you can stop it, you can try." There was a voice behind him, who was it if it wasn't Fu Bai?

No one knew how Fu Bai came behind him, and when the three of them turned around, Fu Bai was dressed in white and came with a smile on his hand.

Song Gongzi Qianxiu got out of the car and strode over, Mr. Meng said that only his own succession can stop the chaos in the world, and Fu Bai said that he has nothing to worry about, which is the confidence of Qianxiu.

Hundreds of soldiers drew their swords and held their spears, but none of them dared to step forward. That is the hidden dragon Fubai who destroyed a country by one person, that is the Fubai who killed the invincible Husaiwu Holy Guard, and that is the Fubai who killed the second sword tomb in the world under the noses of tens of thousands of defenders at Jianling Pass.

The Luoyi guards quickly surrounded the palace, and Fu Bai smiled: "I thought the Luoyi guards were all a bunch of straw bales." ”

"Humble cultivation, pay tribute to the King of Song." Fu Bai shouted.

Song Gongzi knelt in front of Song Xiao's coffin and bowed three times.

"Qian Xiu, you are now the prince." Fubai said again.

Qian Xiu took a breath, turned to hundreds of temple nobles and said, "I, Qian Xiu, in the name of the prince, send my king to be buried." ”

No one answered, and they all looked at Zou Gu, Shi Hui and Song Gongzi Jialiu.

"Could it be that the prince is not as good as the three princes of the temple?" Fubai shouted.

Finally, a soldier stepped forward to set up Song Xiao's coffin and went to the tomb of King Wuyi. Qian Xiu took the lead, Fu Bai and Qian Xiu's wife Zhilan followed him, followed by Zou Gu, Shi Hui, Song Gongzi Jialiu, and finally the temple nobles and Waner Luoyi guards.

Song Xiao was buried unharmed, and the scale of the send-off was so magnificent that He Tianzi couldn't catch up, in addition to the Song people, there were also envoys sent by Lu and Chu, and even Mrs. Song Qiaoyu also rushed back in person.

Luoyi School Palace.

Qian Xiu arched his hand towards Fu Bai and said, "Thank you Bai Sheng." ”

"I'm not looking at Song Xiao's face to help you or help you, I think I'm treating you as a pawn." Fu Bai smiled.

Qian Xiu was not angry, Fu Bai was willing to treat himself as a pawn, that was to look down on himself. The one who can be personally protected by Fu Bai in the world is afraid that he is still the first person.

Qian Xiu was wrong, he enjoyed the treatment of escorting Fubai all the way, and there was an idiot who enjoyed it in his mother's womb.

Qian Xiu personally made tea, first poured tea for Meng Lan, and then served tea to Fu Bai. He suddenly felt that it was good to be a chess piece, and he was confident that he could be a good chess piece, after all, the one standing behind him was Meng Lan, who shouldered the morality of the world, and the other was Fu Bai, who suppressed the martial artists of the Four Realms.

Qian Xiu thought right, Meng Lan's current identity is the sacrificial wine of Luoyi Xuegong and the cultural sage of the Dali Dynasty. Fu Bai's current identity is the master of the Qishan Sword Pavilion and the martial arts saint of the Great Li Dynasty.

"Thank you, Brother Bai." Meng Lan arched his hand towards Fu Bai and said.

"If I don't come out, you have to learn from your husband and die again?" Fu Bai smiled.

Meng Lan replied: "Die for morality, and die a well-deserved death." ”

Fu Bai smiled: "It's the same as back then." ”

Meng Lan was silent, she was saved by Fu Bai twice, but what about Yu Wan'er? Will anyone save him?

Fu Bai's expression was rarely low, and he said: "Actually, Wan'er didn't die after falling into the water. ”

Meng Lan stared at Fu Bai, he didn't know why Fu Bai knew his thoughts, and he cared about where Wan'er was, and he also ignored a question, that is, why Fu Bai recognized Wan'er.

"You saved Wan'er?" Meng Lan asked.

Fu Bai nodded bitterly, shook his head bitterly, and said, "I saved Wan'er, and I killed Wan'er." ”

Fu Bai fell into a pain that was difficult to describe in words, he held his head, Meng Lan could not see his face, but he could imagine Fu Bai's handsome face that made everyone in the world jealous of the distorted appearance due to excessive self-blame.

Meng Lan didn't bother Fu Bai, as for Qian Xiu's general knowledge, he read books in a farther place.

"I saved Wan'er, and then left with Wan'er." Fushiba began to reminisce.

Later, Xiao invaded Zhongshan and fought all the way to Jueshan. My brothers and I led the army to repel the Xiao army. ”

"Later, I took Zixiu's wife to Emei for refuge on the order of my master, and I also took Wan'er with me."

"At that time, Wan'er and Zixiu's wives were pregnant, and when they arrived in Zongxi, they gave birth on the same day."

"Zhongshan is in danger, I can only rush back, so I have to entrust Zixiu's wife and Wan'er to an old farmer surnamed Yu in Tongxi."

"By the time I rush to Zongxi again, Wan'er will be gone."