Zi Yun glanced at Song Ting with a tangled face: "I shouldn't have told you in the first place, but since the Holy Maiden commanded it, it doesn't hurt to tell you."

Song Ting smiled indifferently: "It's okay if you don't tell me."

Ziyun said: "Fang Jie took thousands of people to fight Yangzhou, and in the end, he not only lost his troops, but also put himself in, and now he is locked up in Yangzhou Prison, and he may be escorted into Beijing at any time......"

"So take me for it?"

"You are a colt, you should be able to exchange for Fang Gongzi."

Song Ting pursed his lips and sneered: "Are you so sure?"

Zi Yun nodded.

Song Ting continued to sneer: "I'm afraid your plan is going to fail, take me to exchange for Fang Jie, who came up with this bad idea?"

Zi Yun glared at him with a strange look, and then saw her raise a hand and threatened: "If you dare to say a bad word about the Holy Maiden again, I will strangle you to death!" I don't care if you're a colt or not! ”

"Oh, I see, the bad idea was the thought of the Holy Maiden."

Ziyun: "......"

Seeing that her eyes were not good at crossing herself, and the snow-white wrist that she raised was stretched out to her throat at any time, Song Ting had no doubt that she could really strangle herself with one hand, and began to regret that she was cheap, and immediately laughed and said: "I don't mean that, I mean this idea is not good, you can't exchange me for Fang Jie, you might as well exchange it for the prefect, maybe it's more useful than me." And then...... Let me go! ”

"Why?" Ziyun asked.

Song Ting took an apple from the table, sat down on the bed and nibbled on it, and said with a smile: "Don't you know how I got this donkey?" Haven't you heard that I was imprisoned in Dali Temple? ”

Zi Yun shook her head, and then saw him bite the apple so hard, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart: Is he really a colt? Wear beggar's clothes, change clothes without closing the door, eat and gobble up...... How can there be such royal relatives in the world? Is the saint mistaken?

"I don't even know how I got it, I'm a colt...... It's like it fell from the sky, let me tell you, this, you have to start at the beginning of the year, what bullshit the fourth prince of Liao sent someone to Beijing, wanting to make peace with Da Liang, and then Zhen'er was taken a fancy by him......"

"Who is Sada?"

"Zhen'er is my wife, the ninth princess in your mouth." Song Ting took two bites of the apple and continued: "Zhen'er didn't want to marry and kiss, so she chose me to be her husband, hehe... Well, that's it......"

Song Ting told Ziyun about some of the things he had experienced with the princess's wife, and then picked up the purple clay pot and poured tea into his mouth.

However, this time, Zi Yun did not look at him, but stared at him with a strange look, and muttered: "So that's the case, no wonder the holy woman said to be polite to you......"

"Oh? What did the saint say? Song Ting was curious.

He was curious about everything about the Holy Maiden, and even wanted to lift her cloak to see what she looked like, whether she would be the same as Qingzhu, but also had a flaw on her face, so he didn't dare to show her true face.

"Did the saint say anything else about me?"

"Nope! Don't ask anything about the saints! Zi Yun said coldly, when it comes to the Holy Maiden, turning her face is faster than turning a book.

"Okay, don't ask!" Song Ting bit an apple, threw the core out, and fell into the water, where he was met with Ziyun's white eyes.

Song Ting clapped his hands and said with a serious face: "Really! I am just a little colt who has no real power and no fiefdom and is looked down upon by the imperial court, not the kind of imperial relatives who hold great power as you imagine. Arrest me, you can't change your Fang Gongzi, it's better to let me go and exchange that prefect Gao Qitang! ”

In fact, of course, he knew in his heart that for the imperial court, Gao Qitang was worthless, even if he was released from Fang Lajun's hands, the crime of escaping with money during the siege of Suzhou City would have to be assassinated for at least 3,000 li, all the property would be confiscated, and his family would be exiled together. And Fang Jie is Fang La's nephew, if he is escorted to Jingshi Ling Chi or beheaded, and he is killed to make an example, he can directly shake the military hearts of Fang La's followers - that is to say, a Gao Qitang who is guilty of capital crimes cannot be exchanged for a nephew of Fang La.

But seeing Zi Yun can't think of this section, how could Song Ting not seize the opportunity to fool her?

After Zi Yun heard what she said, her pupils blinked, as if she really listened.

Song Ting decided to brainwash her again, and pretended to be extremely serious and said: "Look, Suzhou Prefect, Zhengwupin, right?" Captain of the horse...... But from the fifth grade, it's still an idle job, and there is no real power, right? The prefect is much more than a horse! Why don't you go to the city and arrest the prefect? I heard that you are going to kill the head of the prefect today? Don't kill it? Keep him in exchange for your son Fang! ”

Ziyun said: "The prefect is going to be sent to Hangzhou, and he hasn't killed it yet."

"Oh, that's it!" After asking a little bit of information from Ziyun's mouth, Song Ting was quite happy and continued to fool: "In my opinion, don't take the prefect to Hangzhou, take the prefect to exchange it for Fang Gongzi!"

Hearing his words, Zi Yun nodded slowly, thought for a while, and then said slowly: "Hmm...... If you take the prefect to exchange for Fang Gongzi...... So, who will be sent to Hangzhou to kill the head? The Xuanfu envoys, general judges, and guards have all been killed, who will be escorted to Hangzhou...... Hey, there you have it! ”

Speaking of this, her eyes were bright, and she pointed at Song Ting: "Haha, take you to Hangzhou!" You are a great beam concubine, maybe you can become the first imperial relative to be beheaded by the Holy Father! ”

Zi Yun said, as if she was laughing happily.

"Don't! Oh my aunt...! Song Ting looked at Zi Yun blankly, eager to slap himself a few mouths, flickering back and forth, and actually fooled himself in......

Zi Yun didn't care what he thought, as if she had thought of a brilliant idea, and hurriedly went to the saint's cabin, probably to tell the saint her idea.

"I thought that Zi Yun was gentler than Zi Xuan, and it would be easier to pit, who knew that she was actually a dead brain......" Song Ting wanted to cry without tears, and raised his head to wail.

If the saint really sent him to Hangzhou City to be killed, wouldn't he really be killed by his own bad idea? Aren't you going to have a good relationship with Zhen'er?

Damn Ziyun, a stupid woman with a tendon...... No, the Holy Maiden must be stopped from having such stupid thoughts!

Thinking of this, Song Ting rushed to the saint's cabin desperately, and saw Zi Yun standing in front of the saint with her head down, her face a little red, as if she had just been reprimanded.

"Holy Maiden, I have something to ask." Song Ting said proudly.

"Say it." The saint gave him a back, her voice flat, and she didn't seem to be angry at him for suddenly rushing in.

"I want to ask the holy woman, do you think that if you kill all the officials in the world, Li Min can really be happy? Do you think that all the officials in the world enjoy undeserved wealth? Do you think that all the officials can't see the dire situation of the people at the bottom? Should they all be killed? All damned? I want to tell you, you're stupid to do that! It's self-destruction! Song Ting took a deep breath and said all the things he wanted to say.

seems to be reckless, but in fact, he is also gambling, she doesn't believe that the saint is also a brainless tendon, if that's the case...... No, no, no, it can't be like that! Otherwise, my life will really have to be confessed here.

I don't know if the unique escape kung fu taught by "my brother" Song Daoyan is good to deal with the sixth master of the Qilin list......

The saintess was still facing him with her back, and her jade back could be faintly seen through the feather robe like a white veil, but just by looking at it, Song Ting looked away. At this time, it is best to urge her to keep the idea of exchanging him for Fang Jie, he still has a lot of life, of course, it would be better if she could persuade her to let him go directly. As for looking at the jade back, I'm not in the mood now.

The space was silent for a moment, and there was a long silence before finally hearing the holy woman say softly: "Ziyun, you go down first!"

After Zi Yun retreated, the holy woman turned around, as if the eyes behind the white curtain were staring at him, stunned for a moment, and said, "I don't care about killing, I just want to save people."

"What's that?" Song Ting blurted out and asked.

The Holy Maiden moved slowly, the faint fragrance on her body emanated, and I saw her slowly walking to the window of the boat, still with her back to him, "Do you know why they call me the Holy Maiden?" ”

Without waiting for Song Ting to answer, a faint voice continued to sound.

"Because I save people, I only save people, and I save my own people, I have never killed anyone......"

Song Ting was stunned.

The sixth master on the unicorn list, he hasn't killed anyone?

You're not lying to me, are you?

"Do you think I'm lying to you?" The saint seemed to know how to read minds, and her tone was still flat, "I never lie, I haven't killed anyone, I just want to save people and save more people, that's why I will exchange you for Fang Jie." ”

"I don't understand, since you want to save people so much, so many people have been killed in Suzhou City, you don't care?" Song Ting's blood surged, and he said with a stiff neck.

Unexpectedly, she was not angry, her voice was still not sad or happy, plain as water, "I know that I shouldn't kill so many people, but if I don't kill those officials, I can't calm the anger of the people, if I don't kill those officials, more people will die." ”

"Why?" Song Ting was surprised.

"Do you know why the people are willing to follow my father in rebellion?" She asked rhetorically.

"I know, the government forced the people to rebel."

"No, you don't know!" The saint's voice was finally no longer calm, with a hint of resentment, like a stone falling into the pool and causing ripples.

Her next words were more like a flood sweeping through Song Ting's heart.

(End of chapter)