Chapter Eighty-Three: Centrifugation of Monarchs and Ministers

Hearing King Wei's question, Song Xunwen was about to answer, but when he glanced at Qiao'er, who couldn't stand the pain and passed out in a coma, his heart was cold, and he opened his mouth but didn't make a sound.

After hesitating for a long time, Song Xunwen frowned, and finally made up his mind and replied:

"Lord, my subordinates have been serving by your side for more than ten years, during this period, the prince has always trusted me, never suspected, and the minister has always been loyal, willing to serve the prince's liver and brain, loyal service, now the three armies have changed, the subordinates just want to do their best for the prince, I don't dare to have a heart! The prince is clear! ”

After speaking, he knelt down and bowed three times.

King Wei looked at Song Xunwen, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and when he opened his eyes, his gaze had turned to softness, he stepped forward, helped Song Xunwen up, sighed lightly, and replied:

"Too many things have happened these days, especially the princess, the change in the mood of this king, it is really difficult to describe everything, you and I are a monarch and minister, life and death have been together for more than ten years, you will see the outside world when you say these words, you must remember that this king has never been suspicious of you."

As soon as the words fell, I only heard the white cat meowing triumphantly in Qiao'er's pants behind him, followed by the bloody breath, which hit in an instant, and I wanted to vomit.

The white cat finally pulled the little mouse out of the "hole" and began to eat!

Song Xunwen's eyes darkened when he saw this, and he sighed silently in his heart, he still failed to save Qiao'er's life in the end, so that she would suffer less.

did not pull King Wei back from the brink of violence, and let him go further and further.

When King Wei heard the smug cry of the white cat, his body trembled, and his face involuntarily showed a pleasant expression, he smiled at Song Xunwen, but the corner of his eyes looked back, and when he turned around, he saw Song Xunwen bowing his head and saying nothing, King Wei's face was struggling, but he only hesitated slightly, and then turned around and walked back.

Song Xunwen's face became even more gloomy, and the despair in his heart was beyond words.

He glanced up at King Wei, and before he could speak, he heard King Wei smile grimly:

"Okay, good, this cat 'can fight well', this king is quite pleased, and now he is given the name 'war cat', and the king will be rewarded heavily!"

After speaking, he stepped forward and unbuttoned Qiao'er's pants, wanting to see what was going on, at this time the white cat was looking down to enjoy the food, and when he saw Wei Wang probe coming, he whined out like a threat, and at the same time reached out his claws and scratched at Wei Wang's face, Wei Wang couldn't dodge, and three blood marks were scratched on his face.

The sharp pain struck, the face was hot and painful, King Wei was furious, he pulled out the sword in his waist, and with a sharp swing, he split the white cat that was still "rewarded" just now into half, the blade was sharp, and it went straight down without blood, slashing Qiao'er's legs, blood gushed out instantly, and the smell of blood permeated the dark garden.

Qiao'er was in great pain, and woke up wailing, Song Xunwen's eyes flickered on the side, he shook his head, couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and turned his head.

The night is thick, and who among the people of Dongping knows that such a tragic evil deed has happened in this magnificent palace!

Do the people know that the Holy Lord Mingjun in their minds is doing these things behind their backs! Doing these vicious things!

Song Xunwen subconsciously clenched his fists, but he looked around blankly, the darkness was thick, and he had no way to vent.

Do you have to spend your whole life like this?

In this strange atmosphere, in this cruel smell of blood, a sense of powerlessness filled the limbs and bones.

Even the strength to clench his fists is gone.

And at this moment, in front, King Wei looked at him with a smile and was exhausted. Qiao'er, who couldn't make it out, looked intoxicated, as if she was admiring a peerless treasure.

I saw that Qiao'er's waist was already stained with blood, and there was still the corpse of a white cat lying on it, which was shocking.

After a long time, King Wei sighed pleasantly, turned Qiao'er's head to himself, blew into her godless eyes, and laughed softly:

"It's a pity, I forgot to burn incense, and I don't know how long you persevered, but even if I let you go, you won't have the shame to continue to live, for the sake of you making this king happy tonight, this king will be merciful, kill you, and let you no longer suffer pain, but"

He sighed and whispered in Qiao'er's ear:

"You also have to know that you are grateful, in the Yama Palace, in front of the hundred ghosts, you can't sue the king and say the right and wrong of the king."

After speaking, he smiled coldly again, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was announcing to the sky:

"But what Hades, what King Ying, this king is not afraid, as long as the opportunity is seized by this king, no one will be left, let them also taste the pain of punishment!"

After speaking, he clenched his fists and fell silent.

After a long time like this, King Wei exhaled, his face was calm, and he said lightly:

"This king will send you back to the west, the blade is sharp, and you will not be in pain."

Before the words fell, the sword flashed, and Qiao'er fell down before she even had time to feel pain.

The blood swam away with a strong smell.

Like a flower blooming on the ground, it is bright and bright.

Song Xunwen's body trembled, the last bit of hope in his heart was completely extinguished, and despair, like the darkness in front of him, rich and without end.

He had recently made up his mind to follow the hero of his life, but now he has completely entered the endless abyss and cannot turn back.

Time flies, in the past ten years, have you ever regretted the past?

Fengcheng Massacre, Chen Family Tragedy, Assassination of Hundred Officials, Clear the Way for King Wei, and Be Loyal to the Kingdom!

However, wandering in the middle of the night, pondering carefully, can these things that you do be right?

After an instant of glory, he fell to such a realm at this moment.

Was Wei Wang wrong, or did he do it himself?

Or, is it the British king Liu Xiu, who has come thousands of miles and has been laid out for a long time, and wants to seize power?

If it's wrong, then what's wrong?

He sighed inwardly and did not speak.

Front, King Wei turned around, saw Song Xunwen bowing his head silently, without saying a word, sighed, and said:

"Whatever you think in your heart, say it, this king won't blame you."

Song Xunwen shook his head and did not answer.

That's it, it's useless to say more.

Seeing this, King Wei shook his head and said:

"This king doesn't want to say anything, as long as General Song doesn't forget the root in his heart, this king has nothing else to ask for." After speaking, he threw down the sword, walked over, looked at Song Xunwen, and said in a low voice:

"I know you have a grudge against me, but you must know that I am doing this qiē for the sake of defending the people, General Song, you have to think clearly, once Liu Xiu seizes power and occupies Dongping, Yan Wei will have a big war, if Liu Xiu wins, after destroying the Yan State, the barbarian Yidi who drink blood will surely swarm here, at that time, the people of the country will usher in a hundred years of catastrophe, and Luojing of the Han Kingdom is deep in the whirlpool of power disputes, the emperor is afraid of Liu Xiu's power, and he will definitely not make efforts to help, at that time, the most bitter is the people, General Song, the reason is simple, Let's not talk about it in detail, right? ”

Song Xunwen's face did not change, he just nodded, and replied respectfully:

"Don't worry, your subordinates know what to do."

King Wei stared at Song Xunwen for a long time, sighed, slowed down, and said:

"You go back tonight to rest, appease the Yunzhou mutiny and the looting of the people by the hidden army in the three places, and this king will send another candidate."

Seeing Song Xunwen's brows, King Wei shook his head and said:

"It's not that this king can't trust you, but he has more important things for you to do."

Song Xunwen was stunned for a moment, and was about to open his mouth to refute, when he heard King Wei's words, he had to swallow his words back, bowed his head and responded:

"Yes, please speak."

King Wei smiled, his face was kind, and replied:

"Xun'er is not young, has been hiding outside is not a way, this king a few days ago took him back to Dongping, found a few great Confucians to teach him to behave in the world, and the truth of being a benevolent king, a few days ago, the famous Confucian Li Boliang also praised him in front of me, saying that he is loyal, tenacious, smart and studious, and has the heart of loving the people like a son, if he succeeds me to the throne, he must be a good king, a good prince, and the blessing of the people."

He smiled slightly and continued:

"Xun'er will be a good prince who loves the people like a son, but for the sake of power, there are too many people who want to harm him, so this king wants you to stay in Dongping and guard Haoxun'er, eight years later, when he is sixteen years old, this king will give him the throne, so many years, I also feel tired."

Song Xunwen was shocked in his heart, and then rejoiced, Li Boliang was a great Confucian in the world, rigorous, upright, but with a very strange temper, regardless of rich and poor, he only taught teachable people, and cherished his reputation very much, for fear of stains.

If it weren't for Liu Xun's outstanding talents, Li Boliang would never rashly advise.

Thinking of this, Song Xunwen felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and there was hope for the prosperity of the country.

He raised his head and replied aloud:

"The minister swears to guard the prince to the death, and never let him damage half of his hair!"

When Song Xunwen heard the word death, he didn't like it in his heart, his brows furrowed deeply, but he smiled in his mouth:

"Well, this king believes in you! Now that the situation in Dongping is turbulent, and the forces of all parties are playing with each other, this king must not be distracted if he wants to control the overall situation, he must not be distracted Xun'er, he is the only son of this king, and he is "

King Wei paused, smiled bitterly, shook his head, and continued:

"He will be the king of the country again, to clean up the mess of this king, so his safety is particularly important, General Song, although this king has a lot of wrongs, but for the sake of Xun'er, I hope you will do your best."

Song Xunwen hurriedly knelt on the ground, and for the first time tonight, with a smile on his face, he replied loudly:

"The minister will never live up to the prince's trust, and he will never give up!"

King Wei nodded, looked at Song Xunwen, and suddenly said in a deep voice:

"Although Liu Xiu has been avoiding the palace recently, he has made a lot of secret moves, I am worried that he has found Xun'er's traces, but he is heavily guarded, he is not familiar with Dongping now, so he hasn't made a move yet, but in a few days, it will be difficult to say, once Xun'er has an accident, there will be no future for defending the country."

After saying that, he sighed and said:

"I know that you resent me in your heart, hated me, and this king also knows that he has done a lot of wrong things, but in the overall situation, this king is still sober, once the power falls, in the hands of Liu Xiu, he will definitely send troops to attack Yan, defeat, the people will suffer, win, the people will be miserable, only the benefit is the British king Liu Xiu, and the Han Jiangshan, the people of the country have no weight in their hearts. Otherwise, after Liu Xiu knew about the conscription in Fengcheng, how could he be so calm and not delve into it? ”

He looked at Song Xunwen, smiled bitterly, and said:

"General Song, am I right?"

Song Xunwen frowned and was speechless.

At this moment, the wind suddenly rose, mixed with raindrops.

It was raining