Lin'an City has a unique guard of the Song Kingdom, which is generally called "Wang Weisi".

Everything about the royal family revolves around the safety of the royal family, and the sole duty of the royal family is to protect the royal family, and he has never been involved in anything unrelated to this duty in the past.

The number of people in this institution is not large, and after Zhao Xu, the king of the Song Dynasty, ascended the throne, due to various reasons, even some people were repatriated.

When the Metropolitan Commander, who was in charge of the city's defense and law and order, sent all the officers out and suffered a reduction in personnel as a result, and would not reorganize to continue to maintain law and order in a short time, Wang Weisi's guards took over the city defense of Lin'an City for some purpose. And their numbers are not enough to cover the whole city.

Martial law has lasted for a few days, although there were some riots in the eastern part of the city yesterday, coincidentally the Bai Mansion is also within the eastern part of the city, in order to make the Bai family feel the pressure or other misdeeds made because of this, can be effectively contained, Lin Rongpo transferred three hundred guards after some consideration.

As for the problem of lax city defenses that might result from this, Lin Rongpo, who thought he was well aware of the commercial characteristics of the Song people, felt that there seemed to be no reason for these people to suddenly gather together and unite into one fist.

When countless snowflakes of applications piled up on Lin Rongpo's desk in a very short period of time, all pointing to the King of Song, Lin Rongpo felt as if he had missed something.

After the application was returned, countless Jun coins were sprinkled on the avenue in front of the Song court as if no one wanted them, which was hoping to enter the palace to see the salary payment made by the Song king.

After that, the sound of countless people resounded outside the palace one after another, passing through every hall of the Song Court, and into the ears of every guard or chamberlain walking in the palace-

"Please meet King Song!"

"Please meet King Song!"

"King Song Ankang, I'll ask for blessing!"

As all the acts required by the law were performed, but there was still no definite response, these voices were mixed with some sorrowful weeping, and gradually weeping became the main tone, and the inexplicable tone of grief became one word in the court, two words—

"My king!"

Their king.

They served as king forty-five years.

They were able to reign upon the foundation stone of forty years.

They are coveted by countless nations, but they can always retreat and rely on them as kings of the back.

They were humble and humble to the king who had to grovel for the sake of the kingdom to last forever and not be in turmoil.

They were amiable and casual in conversation, unashamed, and stretched out their hands to ask for money, and the king was written in the law, but everyone readily agreed.

Their king.

They have been walking in the plains of war for 40 years, and they are the founders of Chengping who are envied by countless states and people.

The king of whom they are proud.

I don't know when, I don't know where, I don't know who is on anyone's side.

Passed away quietly.

And they, the Xunmin who uphold the great achievements of their king and the kingdom, did not know until an outsider's reminder that their king had never woken up again.

Forty-five years of foundation, forty years of peace.

Within a few days of their king's death, he collapsed like an edifice.

……

"These stupid trainees! Why don't they stay at home honestly? Zhao Zhe's consciousness was much clearer, and he blocked his ears with a gloomy face, trying to avoid these sounds in his ears.

Xu Qin, Qi Shibai, Shi Shu, and Bai Xianxian, who had just entered the palace, a group of young people who had intersected since Zhao Zhe appeared in the Song court almost all gathered in this hall.

They all knew that in the depths of this inner sanctum, there was an old man.

The old man once ruled the Song Kingdom for forty-five years, and traveled between the two empires and hundreds of states all his life, just so that the people could have a place to live and work in peace and contentment.

Their eyes shifted to Zhao Zhe, who was covering his ears and scolding.

The young man, eighteen years old, had a dull complexion, and his sickly eyes were full of madness and confusion.

It is doubtful that he does not belong to the direct descendants of the old man, and even whether he himself has the blood of the old man.

His deeds have long been known to them, and countless things that have happened in front of their eyes in recent days are all illustrating one thing-

This young prince is not suitable to inherit the current political situation of the Song State and the political legacy of the old man.

Those are the real cards that this country can continue to draw on.

Bai Xian quietly watched Zhao Zhe's angry scolding, in terms of age, he was a few years younger than this prince. Bai Xian thought that he would never complain about others, and he would definitely find the reason from himself first.

However, the current supervisor and prince of the Song State has no such qualities at all, which is shown.

Bai Xian took a step forward, and was about to open his mouth to make his request, when the people in the inner sanctum suddenly raised their heads and frowned, as if they had suddenly become the same person, and they were tightly recalling and searching for a name, a name they had just heard from the sound.

Regarding this name, Bai Xianxuan felt a little troublesome.

Lin Rongpo also felt troublesome, he almost wanted to send out all the guards to kill a group of these shouting people and shock the audience.

However, he felt very powerless, and when he was about to give the order, he saw the subordinates in front of him, and their eyes showed doubts, some young people who had just joined the team for a short time, and even had the idea of asking if the situation in the inner sanctum was as described in the sound.

Lin Rongpo was about to speak, curbing this atmosphere that might lose morale, when a name exploded in his ears again.

Regarding the name, he felt that there was some haunting and troublesome.

……

The sound unstoppably passed through the courtyard and fell into Hong Xuchou's ears.

With the window open and looking at the flowers and bones waiting to open outside the window, Hong Xuchou was not in a very good mood.

He listened to the sound of waves rising higher and higher, and several times tried to take a step, step out of the threshold, and walk towards the other end of the inner sanctum, wanting to see if the man in the inner sanctum was still there.

If he is still there, he should say hello.

If not, if not......

It's true that he was gone, and Dr. Xu sent him away.

I kowtow a few times in front of him, if I don't knock for the rest of my life, I will knock a few, after all, this Song Kingdom will return to the reincarnation of the chaotic world with his death, constantly being polished, constantly being squeezed, and constantly becoming the next or the next city-state, feudal state, state, state, and country that suddenly prospers and declines......

Under the cold gaze of the two empires, it became a banner or a piece of loess.

Hong Xuchou's expression was gloomy, and he was about to recall whether there was a deviation in the entire plan when a name was called in the sound.

He was first surprised, then smiled, and finally shook his head and sighed softly:

"Mo Yun, why are you surnamed Mo?"