"Why don't you answer Yuan Mou Liang's question? He was born in the [Tiance Army] and has outstanding abilities. Mo Yun leaned against the fence and tilted his head, the dim light hitting his eyes was not dazzling at all.

"The [Tiance Army] is a mercenary army, and it can wear a variety of different titles, but it can't wear the title of the government. This is a taboo for the government, and it is also a taboo for the [Tiance Army] itself. Therefore, many [Tiance Army] backgrounds will not blatantly use the name of [Tiance Army]. The old general Dijin made great achievements, and how much credit did he make to defend Lin'an City and save the Song Kingdom from falling? Once subordinate to the [Tiance Army], King Song could only pay him tribute to the throne, and did not dare to use his strength. Hong Xuchou narrowed his eyes, "Just like this dim light, you can replace the sun's rays, but you must not think that it is the sun." ”

"There is such a big difference between the government and the rivers and lakes? If I leave the Ranger Association in the future, will I not be able to get rid of the foundation of the Ranger Association for the rest of my life? I don't like it. Mo Yun made his attitude clear.

"The distinction is clear and insurmountable. Many years ago, the grandfather of your master's sect didn't mess up the rivers and lakes and the government and the opposition? It was short-lived, but it confirmed this truth. Hong Xuchou looked at Mo Yun with a smile.

Mo Yun scratched his head: "How come everyone knows where my master is." ”

"I told you that those who can use murderous soldiers either know the incision or have a blood relationship. It just so happened that I was the prime minister of the Song Kingdom, and I had the information of various countries and organizations. It just so happened that Lang Ge had a good relationship with me. As it happens, I know some of the secrets of the past. Hong Xuchou smiled and comforted, "As far as I know, there won't be many people who know where your master is." It hasn't been seen in the world for more than 20 years. The last time, twenty-four years ago, a general of the Southern Empire committed treason, and your men helped him escape the Empire's pursuit. Coincidentally, the general's surname, just like you, is the surname Mo. In the end, Hong Xuchou looked at Mo Yun with a playful look in his eyes.

Mo Yun's expression remained unchanged: "I am an orphan, and I was picked up by the old man." I've also heard of the one you mentioned, and I borrowed his surname, after all, the surname of the old man is rare in the world. I don't need to use the surname of the old man, I have been seen by you people, if I use it, do I still want to walk in the world? ”

Hong Xuchou squinted at Mo Yun for a while, and saw that Mo Yun's eyes were firm and he didn't dodge, and he couldn't help but doubt his guess:

"General Mo......" Hong Xuchou's expression changed slightly, "He is a hero among people." The emperor's mental trick failed his assistance of 20 years of conscientious work. ”

"Isn't that true of King Song?" Mo Yun stabbed.

Hong Xuchou laughed: "Zhao Xu......" He chanted the name of King Song, and the expression on his face changed uncertainly, "Zhao Xu...... Don't mention it. The way of monarchs and ministers can accompany each other for a lifetime, there are only a few. I...... There was no extravagance. ”

The atmosphere calmed down for a while, and neither of them said anything more.

"Yuan Mou Liang is ambitious, capable, and angry. I'm in the Song Kingdom, maybe I can still use it. I'm not here, and in the future, Song Guobing will have his share in the disaster. Hong Xuchou suddenly turned the topic back to Yuan Mouliang.

"General Yuan's soldiers were all killed by Fang Wuyuan's non-returning killing god, and he was very sad." Mo Yun remembered what he said when Yuan Mou Liang was about to die at the post station.

"Fang Wuyuan's non-return to the God of Killing will stir up the world in the future. Poor Song State is located in the land of the four wars in the Plains of Battles, there is no danger to defend, and without the help of the two empires, there will be no peace from now on. Hong Xuchou's expression was a little sad.

"Fang Wuyuan is most involved in the Northern Jin Empire, how can it be related to Nanjun?" Mo Yun thought for a moment and asked.

Hong Xuchou closed his eyelids and was silent for a while: "I heard that the person who does not return to the killing god is surnamed Mo." ”

Mo Yun's eyes lowered slightly, and then he raised it, and saw Hong Xuchou staring at his eyes tightly: "Why do you have to involve me with the Immortal Killing God?" ”

Hong Xuchou took a deep breath: "I don't want my twenty-four years of hard work to be burned. Zhao Xu was wrong to choose Zhao Zhe as his heir, he didn't know what a disaster this would be for the Song Kingdom. He turned over, facing Mo Yun, his eyes shining in the dim light: "The Song Kingdom was founded on commerce, and the way of commerce was transshipment and trading. For more than forty years, the Song merchants had a reputation all over Dongzhou, and once Bei Jin sent troops for the benefit of Fang Wuyuan to compete with the non-return killing gods, the Song State was able to transport a large number of materials to support Bei Jin. As long as the war in Beijin continues, the Song Kingdom will not be abandoned. Nanjun is the same, Xingtu continues to provoke wars, and those thieves in the mountains of Gyeongju are difficult to eliminate several times. The two empires themselves still have various problems, where can so much money be apportioned in the war, that can only be started from the outside. Song Guo is such a fat sheep, which can instantly fill their deficits in the short term, but it can continue in the long term. The current Prime Minister of Beijin and His Majesty the Emperor of Nanjun are not stupid people, and they naturally know that the importance of the Song State is far greater than that of those states in the Zhuzhan Plain who only know how to use military force. ”

"The world is in turmoil, keep your Song country safe? No wonder you can do something to drive away the thin man and leave only the fat man. I just want to say that your heart is dark, but you are no worse than King Song. Mo Yun was awakened by Hong Xuchou's words, and understood that he was not facing a good person in the traditional sense, but a person who actually took charge of the policy direction of the Song State for 24 years and was proud of it.

"The eldest husband walks in the world, and if he doesn't do a big thing, he will be ashamed of the life given to the Sancheng Palace, and he will die in the sea in the future, how can he walk into the Nine Prisons with dignity, dare to shout to the heavens, dare to shout to the demons, and dare to make the beasts bow down? If you can't protect your own inheritance, how can you talk about the affairs of the world, let the man do it? Hong Xuchou said proudly.

Mo Yun shuddered: "I've disappointed you, I have nothing to do with the Immortal Killing God." ”

Hong Xuchou expressed his chest directly, as if he wanted to arouse his own fighting spirit, and when he heard Mo Yun's words, he didn't mean to be discouraged:

"I'm fifty-two years old. At the age of sixteen, he worked as a student, at the age of twenty he took charge of a shop, at the age of twenty-four he opened a business house in the world, at the age of twenty-five he opened his own famous shop, and at the age of twenty-eight he suddenly understood that what the world did was not in the circulation of goods and goods, but in the color of the emperor. Alone, he searched for Mingjun until he met the King of Song, who issued an order to seek talent, and talked with him all night, and met late. In the prime minister's position, until this morning. In the past 52 years of life, I have worked diligently, walking on thin ice, maneuvering around various countries, leveling internal interest disputes and resisting foreign wars several times, for what? Isn't it just to let there be a peaceful place in the world, which can include the heroes of the world? ”

Hong Xuchou was slammed and looked at Mo Yun who was smiling awkwardly outside the fence:

"I also followed General Mo."

Mo Yun looked embarrassed: "I think I've already said, Lord Hong, I have nothing to do with the General Mo you know. I know him, but he doesn't necessarily know me. I'm just a ranger, and I just want to be a ranger, and I don't want to be involved in any country's affairs. For me, freedom is more important than anything else. Living happily is my goal. If you can still make some money and have a one-acre and three-point land, it will be even better. ”

Hong Xuchou's face changed, and he said with a smile: "I happen to have another commission here, which is worth a lot of money, is Mo Xiaoyou interested?" ”

Mo Yun blinked, had the intention to refuse, thought about it and asked, "Yingtong?" ”

Hong Xuchou smiled like an old fox: "My guess must be right, you can see the difference between Yingtong at a glance, then it is not an ordinary identity." ”

Mo Yun shook his head like a rattle: "No." Yingtong has vertical line eyes, and His Royal Highness also has it. ”

Hong Xuchou frowned, he didn't understand much about this: "By the way, how did His Highness die?" ”

Mo Yun briefly told about the death of His Royal Highness, and there was nothing to hide about the basic key points, even the little things about his own master, anyway, Hong Xuchou knew where his master was sacred, so why hide it.

After hearing about the death of His Royal Highness, Hong Xuchou raised his eyebrows: "As long as His Royal Highness is alive, in fact, King Song will live in a breath." But when His Royal Highness died, King Song didn't have this breath. ”

"Who let His Highness die?" Mo Yun looked at Hong Xuchou, wanting to see something on his face.

Hong Xuchou pointed at himself: "I have no reason to let him die." I wish that the King of Song would live forever and have been holding on to my monarchs and ministers to jointly maintain the peace of the Song Kingdom. Whether it is Zhao Zhe or His Royal Highness, he is not a person who takes business as his way. Only King Song. When His Royal Highness died, King Song died, and you saw my current situation. ”

"I've heard Lao Buxiu say that a hypocrite is like a loyal person. Maybe you're doing a bitter trick. Mo Yun said.

"I can't. Mo Yun, you only need to know one thing, I have ambitions, and everything I do follows the path guided by this ambition, and if I deviate from the fork in the road, I won't go, and I won't go. Hong Xuchou raised his hand and pointed at his head, "There is a string here, which reminds me all the time that it cannot collapse." I'm sure I'm not going to collapse. ”

"Not in front of His Highness? Oh yes, he doesn't seem to have one. I'm actually quite disappointed. Zhao Zhe, I don't understand. Mo Yun thought back to the actions of His Highness last night, and he didn't pity his death at all.

"Your Highness...... I don't really know. His dominance in his early years was a little far from me. But I know that a man who has been under house arrest for more than 40 years, even if he has a breath, has been smoothed out. Man can be invincible to himself, but he is no match for time. Even if he really left the Song King Eating House, he wouldn't be able to do anything. He can't keep up with this era, and he doesn't know what's going on in this era. Hong Xuchou nodded, his eyes looking at Mo Yun, "I won't be forgotten by this era, because I have already created this era." Zhao Zhe...... Oh, don't mention it. He doesn't have the heart of an emperor......" Hong Xuchou suddenly stopped, tears flowed wantonly on his always smiling face.

Mo Yun was startled when he looked at it, not understanding what happened to Hong Xuchou.

Hong Xuchou cried silently, and repeated words came out of his mouth intermittently:

"King! King! King! ”

……

"Hong Xuchou...... Lone hopes he can die in front of Lone. King Song looked upward, with no focus in his eyes.

"Lord Hong's talent of the national pillar, the king thinks twice! His Royal Highness has no imperial heart, and he will only lead the Song Kingdom to the end. Xu Liming knelt on the ground, and the sound of kowtowing was endless.

"Liming, you are a Xuanshi, I don't understand how much Lone as a mortal wishes to have the life technique of a blood Xuanshi like my brother. Lonely forty-five years on the throne, don't you know what kind of thing Zhe'er is? If the Song Kingdom dies, let it die. Guwei has worked hard for this country for forty-five years, extended its life span for forty-five years, and cultivated countless merchants of the Song Kingdom, and these merchants will understand in the future that without the Song Kingdom, they are still Song people. Lonely, I'm sorry Hong Qing. Lonely, I don't want Hong Qing to watch the world of Chengping that Lone and he created together be ruined. King Song spit out a breath of turbidity, and the old tears were rampant: "Lonely, there is really no successor." ”

Xu Liming raised his head, and his blurred teary eyes heard a clear voice, which was the words in the scene where King Song sang in front of His Royal Highness many years ago:

"Who does not die, the flowers have withered, and only sorrow remains."

"Whoever remembers for a long time, everything recovers again, and the dust is gloomy."

"Whoever guards it for a long time, the country will never change, and the world will last forever."

……

Mo Yun thinks the song is very good, because many people are singing.

The people in the cell would all sing, and they followed Hong Xuchou, and gradually their voices converged:

"Only my hometown, waving the bell;

Only my wife and children, happy and angry;

Only my country, but the source is long. ”

Hong Xuchou stopped, and his back slowly slid along the fence to the ground, where there was a piece of candy.

Mo Yun shouted, "Lord Hong, how are you...... Lord Hong......"

Hong Xuchou raised his hand, there was a sugar-coated piece in his hand, chewing candy in his mouth, he was talking.

He said, "Mo Yun, this sugar is very sweet. ”

He laughed, louder and louder, more wanton, more and more cheerful.