Liu Chong, who was originally gentle and elegant, finally couldn't hold back anymore and scolded Liu Chong.

Liu Xuan, who had been lazy and indifferent before, suddenly had a layer of frost on his face when he heard Liu Chong mention his father.

Before Liu Chong's words were finished, he suddenly froze, and Liu Chong's right hand was like an iron hoop, tightly choking his throat.

"Don't, mention, my father!"

Liu Xuan pinched Liu Chong's neck, tilted his head and stared at the face in front of him that was red from poor breathing, and his eyes showed a beast-like light.

"Let go!"

"Look for death!"

Several guards, who were originally standing in the distance and had been instructed by Liu Chong not to move, saw that their marquis was pinched by the neck, and they could no longer sit idly by, so they shouted and pulled out the swords at their waists and pounced.

Liu Zhuo sneered, waved his arm lightly, and threw Liu Chong towards the group of guards who pounced. The first two hurriedly lowered their swords and hugged the Hou Ye who was flying sideways, but they were knocked to the ground and rolled into a ball.

And they were lucky.

Liu Xuan's hand shook, and the dagger he had snatched before had appeared silently in his palm, and then his body fell slightly, and his feet kicked the ground, jumping straight forward.

In the darkness of the night, his sturdy body resembles a cheetah, and his muscular muscles do not appear bulky at all, but are extremely flexible. With a flash of the blade, one of the guards let out a low cry with his hands on his wrists.

A long sword fell to the ground, blood dripping down on it.

Liu Xuan's movements are very simple and direct, without any routines, just dodging and swinging knives. But it's this simple action that is the most effective. Each of the guards only saw the flash of the sword, and their wrists were cold, and when the pain came, the blades in their hands had already fallen to the ground.

It's just that they have always remembered the task of guarding their master's secret travel, whether it was the previous roar or the current cry of pain, they have always kept it low in their throats, without disturbing the surrounding neighbors.

When the rest of the guards were all injured and their blades fell to the ground, the two guards who rushed to the front at the beginning had just picked up their Hou Ye and stood up breathlessly. And the dagger in Liu Xuan's hand had already been pressed against An Zhonghou's neck.

In the face of the dagger that was flickering, neither Liu Chong nor the two guards beside him dared to move a single bit.

"Remember, don't mention my father in front of me again."

Liu Zhuo didn't stab down, but looked at Liu Chong coldly, warning word by word.

With that, he threw his right hand hard, and the dagger was already deep into the ground until it had no handle.

"Let's go, don't come to Chungling again. Whether you want to make Wang Mang's rebellion, or be your rich marquis in Anzhong Township, it has nothing to do with me. ”

Liu Chong looked at Liu Xuan, looked down at the dagger that had no handle, sighed, and led the rest of the people to leave with the support of the two guards.

"By the way, you said before that you want to start the army in a month, right?"

Liu Xuan had already turned around, but suddenly turned his head again and said to Liu Chong.

"Yes." Liu Chong didn't know what Liu Xuan meant, so he stopped and asked.

"I just started and left a sense of proportion. The wounds on the hands of several of them will be healed within 20 days. After a month, holding the sword was no problem. ”

“…… Thanks a lot. Liu Chong took a deep breath and spit out these two words with difficulty.

Liu Jiu silently watched Liu Chong and the others leave, walked forward and closed the courtyard door, and when he turned back, he found that his uncle Liu Liang was already standing behind him.

"Uncle."

Liu Xuan bowed and bowed to his uncle. He always has a sense of gratitude and respect for this second uncle who took in his two brothers after his father's death.

"You...... What I just said, but sincerely? ”

Liu Liang looked straight at his nephew, his eyes intersecting, as if trying to see through his heart.

"Really...... you?" Liu Xuan and his uncle looked at each other for a moment, and then said softly: "Uncle, what do you think?" ”

Liu Liang shook his head: "I don't believe it, if Wang Mang does have the intention of usurping the throne, you will really be indifferent." ”

Liu Xuan pondered for a while, and suddenly laughed.

"Don't worry, uncle. I just think that this An Zhonghou will definitely not be able to succeed. You know, I've been in Wancheng for so many years. Although I haven't met him in person, I know a lot about his reputation. ”

"That's right. I have known him for many years and have met him many times. Liu Chong, although he is loyal and righteous, is ambitious and talented. Not to mention the crusade against Wang Mang, even if it is Wancheng...... He may not be able to beat it. Liu Liang also nodded: "What's more, although Wang Mang is domineering at this time, he has not yet provoked the anger of the heavens after all." Even if the army is raised now, it will be difficult for the whole world to gather and respond. He's going...... I'm only afraid that there will be more luck and less luck. ”

"It's bad luck, right?" Liu Xuan smiled.

"During this time, you don't want to go to Wancheng again. It's good to stay at home, and I'm relieved. After all, it's not just Ah Xiu who your father handed over to me. If you have any three long and two short, ......"

"Okay, don't worry, second uncle." Liu Xuan stretched his waist and walked slowly towards his brother's room.

"Wait, Bosheng." Liu Liang suddenly called behind him again.

Liu Xuan turned his head and looked at his uncle.

"If one day, the world is really in chaos. At that time, are you willing to raise an army against Wang Mang? ”

Liu Xuan looked at his uncle, and his expression gradually turned serious.

"That's ...... Absolutely! ”