Choosing a side is really a difficult thing to do.

Werewolves have always been well disguised, and they have the power of life and death, even if you stand on the side of the true prophet, they can kill you.

So they had been tacitly standing on the side of the werewolf before.

But at that time, they can comfort themselves by saying that they don't know the truth.

Now the prophet has jumped out, and they all believe that this prophet will not lie.

Song Hui's father's previous character was too hard, no one believed that he would deceive people, and he really didn't deceive people.

So here's the problem.

The True Prophet sent a kill to the werewolves, and they couldn't help believing it.

But I don't want to believe it.

Because if you believe it, you are likely to die.

Moreover, in the opinion of many of them, if they really believe, it will not do the whole world any good.

However, no one dared to be the first to stand up and say that they did not believe it.

Because they still want face.

Song Hui's father looked at this group of old brothers and realized the sadness of the champion Hou.

These people, one counts as one, and they are all people who have been saved by the champion Hou.

However, they thought that the champion Hou was dead, but no one was willing to pay for the champion Hou.

Song Hui's father grabbed a pot of wine and poured it into his mouth.

If the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, Song Hui's father cried and laughed: "I see you like this, and you are still so sad, if the marshal sees it, I don't know how sad he will be." ”

"Old Song, you're drunk." The British Duke sighed: "The marshal is no longer there after all." ”

"So, the dead should make way for the living?" Song Hui's father sneered.

"I'm not excusing myself, it's just that after His Majesty ascended the throne, he worked hard to govern the country, and what he did was seen in our eyes. In her heart, she was a good emperor. What if we lose her, and the world is in chaos? ”

The reason for the British Duke seems to be reasonable, and many ideas coincide with Song Hui's father before.

But now, Song Hui's father's faith has collapsed.

He laughed and said, "Don't talk so much useless, I'll ask you, are you worthy of the marshal?" ”

"Is the marshal unjustly dead?"

"Should we get justice for the marshal?"

The British public's face turned red.

Everyone's faces turned red.

Song Hui's father suddenly felt a little bored.

"Let's go, the way is different."

"Old Song, the marshal is dead, you are still alive."

"Some are dead, but he's still alive. Some are alive, but he is dead. What can I do if I live? Can you protect me for the rest of my life? ”

Song Hui's father smiled self-deprecatingly: "If Your Majesty is determined to kill me, who of you can stop Your Majesty?" ”

"As long as you don't make trouble with Your Majesty anymore and don't turn over the old things, Your Majesty won't trouble you again."

"Can you guarantee it? Your Majesty can listen to you? ”

The British public could not guarantee it.

If he was so awesome, he wouldn't be the Duke of England, but the Emperor.

"At least it's better than watching you die."

"I won't look for death, Song Hui's father stands up to the sky and the earth, with a clear conscience, why should he look for death? I'll go to Lao Bai and give him my back, at least I can be completely relieved. ”

He can also stop caring about the big picture.

It would be nice to only uphold the justice of the heart.

Hearing Song Hui's father say this, the British Duke was even more worried.

"Old Song, you know that Your Majesty has always had a knot in his heart for Lao Bai."

"So what? Is this Lao Bai's fault? ”

"Your Majesty can't be wrong, you were really spoiled by the champion Hou back then."

The British Duke was helpless.

He is a veteran, and he was already a great minister before the champion Hou appeared, and he has seen too many imperial power battles.

For him, the years of the champion Hou were nothing more than an accident.

Most of the time, it is the normal life of the emperor to rule the world.

What Champion Hou did and said back then, in his opinion, many of them were incomprehensible.

At that time, he had a hunch that the road of champion Hou in the future would be difficult.

As it turned out, he was right in his guess.

"Champion Hou is good at everything, but he lacks political acumen. Old Song, you are the same. Never try to compete with the imperial power, the people of the world need Your Majesty, and we can't lift Your Majesty's plate. ”

The British Duke spoke earnestly and spoke the hearts of those present.

Song Hui's father didn't want to hear it anymore.

He got up and began to pack his things.

This attitude of being unattended infuriated by the British duke.

"Father Song Hui, can you let us save some snacks? Don't waste all our kindness. ”

"Thank you for standing up for me today, but don't worry about my affairs in the future, I have made my choice, and I will bear the price behind my choice."

"Father Song Hui, are you going to break with us? Did you know that if you walk out of this door today, there is a good chance that you will die? ”

The British really hate iron and steel.

Song Hui's father felt very funny: "I didn't commit any crime, why is my life in danger?" You also know that I have not committed any crime, but instead of stopping those who might harm me, you have come to persuade me to be careful. Old general, is it such a new world that we fought for in the first place? ”

The British Duke was trembling by Song Hui's fatherly anger.

"Stubborn."

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and prepared to leave.

At the moment before the British public pushed open the door, Song Hui's father's voice sounded: "Old general, don't you want to see the evidence I found?" ”

The footsteps of the British duke stagnated.

But he didn't look back, just said in a deep voice: "The old man still says the same thing, the overall situation is important." ”

"Doesn't the truth matter?"

"Compared to the big picture, it doesn't matter."

Song Hui's father no longer talked to the British princess, but looked at the others.

"You think the same way? Anyone who wants to see the evidence I have found can come with me to the natural dwelling. ”

Song Hui's father believed that if someone followed him to the natural residence, with the courage of the marshal, he would dare to show up.

He had tried his best to avoid that from happening.

But now, he's tired.

He wanted a showdown.

For the empress, Song Hui's father has despaired.

And for Makiyuki, he still has hope.

If Makiyuki can move the vast majority of people, then Makiyuki's path of revenge may be much less, and the turmoil caused to the world will be much less.

Diligent.

It's a pity that there aren't many people who appreciate it.

"Old Song, even if you find out the truth, it's useless."

"The marshal once told a joke - who in the hall sued the officer? Are you going to turn this joke into reality with your own hands? ”

"Your Majesty is the supreme ruler of the Great Zhou, and a major event like the death of the marshal will definitely be decided by Your Majesty. If you sue Your Majesty for murdering the marshal, who will decide the case? ”

"Give up, the Son of Heaven broke the law, after all, it is impossible to be guilty of the same crime as the common people, and no one can judge Your Majesty."

There was a breath of anger stirring in Song Hui's father's chest.

The words that I wanted to say in the court before finally blurted out at this moment: "What if the marshal is still alive?" ”