The father and son parted ways, and they couldn't see the two fighting, and the officials who were originally watching the excitement from a distance were disappointed and hurriedly dispersed, so as not to be worried about the father and son, who can be called power-leaning towards the government and the opposition.

Xiao Lie got into his carriage and followed a large number of nobles to his Anguo Mansion. Xiao Yu walked alone unhurriedly, and a black python robe stood out among the vermilion and purple of the Manchu Dynasty.

Whether it was a noble background or a clear stream of Wengui, they all subconsciously stayed away from Xiao Yu, for fear of getting involved in the slightest.

However, an old man dressed in a second-grade Jinji civil official robe did the opposite, walked through the crowd, and walked towards Xiao Yu.

The officials who had already planned to leave stayed again and looked at the feudal official in unison.

Governor of Yuzhou, Song Zhixing.

Zhuge Gangtie, who was expressionless, walked behind Xiao Yu and handed over an ancient clumsy long sword with a sheath, Xiao Yu took the long sword, hung it on his waist, and held the sword to face the old man, who was half an elder.

Originally, after the next dynasty, Song Zhixing wanted to come to meet the grandson of this old friend, but because Xiao Lie arrived first, he could only wait and see. The discord between Xiao Lie and Xiao Yu's father and son is simply a rebellion against human ethics in his opinion, the so-called father is the son, how can Xiao Yu be a son to behave like this to his father? The sage articles taught to him by Brother Fang back then have all been read in the dog's belly? and the so-called king is the minister, Xiao Yu is a courtier, but he does not worship the saint, it is simply ridiculous. What kind of face does such a man without a king and a father have to stand between heaven and earth?

Song Zhixing blocked Xiao Yu's inevitable road, and he did not move at all.

Unless Xiao Yu takes a detour.

Xiao Yu stopped and asked softly, "Why is Mr. Song blocking Xiao's way?"

Song Zhixing said coldly: "I have something to ask you." ”

Xiao Yu said calmly: "Please speak." ”

Song Zhixing said solemnly: "Today's court meeting, why don't you kneel to the Son of Heaven?"

Xiao Yu was silent.

Song Zhixing took a step forward and asked without stopping: "Father Wujun, do you know your mistake?"

Xiao Yu held the hilt of the sword at his waist and said coldly, "I don't know." ”

Song Zhixing shouted loudly: "Disrespecting the monarch's father is one, knowing one's mistakes is not the other, and disrespecting one's elders is the third.

Xiao Yu pressed the sword with one hand and lost the other behind him, if he put aside the identity of Xuanhe on his body, the princes present would inevitably praise An Guogong for raising a brilliant son, and he will become a great weapon in the future. It's just that now this brilliant is a bit excessive, and it has even overwhelmed the princes of the court, and a young man who is not enough to stand can stand above them, even if he doesn't mention state affairs, in private terms, where can they put their old faces? Not to mention that for the public, Xiao Yu attacked the five states in the northwest, and killed in the northwest, and the blood flowed like a river, and the sky was angry and resentful. Therefore, regardless of whether it is public or private, all the princes of the court hope from the bottom of their hearts that this so-called king of Xiping County will plant a big heel and make a mistake about his prestige.

Song Zhixing naturally noticed Xiao Yu's action of pressing the sword, and his anger became heavier, relying on his identity, he was not afraid of Xiao Yu at all, and said angrily: "What are you going to do with the sword? Do you want to behead the old man?!"

Song Zhixing's angry denunciation is naturally very happy, and its celebrity and Confucian demeanor makes the Wengui Qingliu applaud, many Confucian ministers see this scene, and they can't help but sigh with emotion, although Confucianism does not exist, but Haoran righteousness lasts forever.

Xiao Yu's expression was cold, and he said calmly: "Mr. Song, I respect you as an old friend of my grandfather, tolerate everywhere, and don't take an inch." ”

Song Zhixing generation of Confucianism, Shilin Qing reputation is very high, although the official position is only the governor of the second grade, has never entered the cabinet, but the cabinet elders, even the young master Sun Shiwu regarded him as a friend, and the protégés and former officials are all over the world, even Emperor Zheng has never said half a word, when has he ever been so confronted by someone in person? At this time, he laughed angrily: "Ancestor, do you still remember Brother Fang? Do you still remember the sage truth that Brother Fang taught you? The sub-line of the mountain wolf, the ambition is rampant!"

Zi Shuiyang, who was dressed in a purple robe, came behind Xiao Yu and stood side by side with Zhuge Gong, and the two looked gloomily at the old man who was not inferior in his mouth.

Xiao Yu raised his hand, signaled the two of them to be calm, and said calmly: "Song Zhixing, since you talk about Confucianism with this king, then this king will accompany you to talk about this Confucian truth." ”

Xiao Yu suddenly took a step forward and said: "You said that this king does not respect the monarch's father, then have you ever heard that His Majesty gave this king a sword to go to the palace, and he did not worship the saint?

Without waiting for Song Zhixing to speak, Xiao Yu took the second step and continued: "You said that this king knows his mistakes and does not change, if this king is wrong, then why does His Majesty give this king a sword to the palace?

Xiao Yu suddenly raised his voice and said: "Song Zhixing, the so-called monarch is a minister, the monarch does not think that the king's behavior is wrong, who gave you the courage to let you be a courtier without permission! As the king of Xiping County, this king is the king, and your Song trip is what Lord He Jue, not only calling this king by name, but also daring to slander him! What about your monarch and ministers? Could it be that the word "Gangchang" is just for others, but your Song trip is not among them? ”

Song Zhixing had to be angry, and pointed at Xiao Yu: "Shaft......! Don't you dare...... Such a big rebellion?!"

Xiao Yu took the third step and bullied Song Zhixing: "Who is the great rebellion? You keep saying that this king has no respect for the elders, and this king originally respected you as a great Confucian in the world, and did not say much, but he never thought that you would have to make an inch, and rap with the elders of this king, since you are a son of Confucianism, you should know the so-called heaven, earth, king, relatives, and teachers, how dare you pretend to be the elder in front of this king! Do you still have this king in your eyes?

Song Zhixing took three steps back and coughed violently: "You, you, you...... I, me. ”

Xiao Yu shouted loudly: "Such a third-class evil act, you have lived in vain, haven't you read all the teachings of your saint into the dog's belly? Meritorious service, virtue, and speech, have you ever had half a merit? Old and immortal is a thief, a gray-haired old thief, if you return to Jiuquan and have a life, you will have the face to see the Dacheng Most Holy Ancestor King Wenxuan at that time!?"

Xiao Yu's voice was not loud, but the sound spread around, and the entire Huangji Gate could be heard clearly.

The big and small officials were silent, watching Song Zhixing speechless.

Xiao Yu took the ebony staff handed by Zi Shuiyang, lightly hit Song Zhixing with a cane, and said calmly: "The first cane hit you without permission." ”

"The second rod beats you and you don't respect the norm. ”

"The third rod beats you to rely on the old and sell the old, and you are arrogant. ”

The three sticks went down, Xiao Yu did not move the slightest vitality, but Song Zhixing, the great Confucian of the world, was already crumbling.

After the three canes were beaten, Xiao Yumans handed the ebony staff back to Zi Shuiyang's hand in a conditioned manner, and then walked straight past Song Zhixing's side.

When the two passed by, Xiao Yu said softly: "Back then, the ancestor of Daomen Zhuang had to tell the story before he reasoned, and then quoted the truth. What kind of thing do you dare to point fingers at me directly?"

Song Zhixing's face was pale, his lips were purple, he shook twice, and fell to the ground.

"Lord Song. ”

Several officials ran towards Song's trip.

Xiao Yu went straight forward, and hundreds of officials retreated one after another before no one dared to stop them.

Xiao Yu passed through thousands of officials unimpeded.

Xiao Lie, who stopped in the distance, lowered the curtain and whispered to himself: "The heroic spirit of stealing the Song Dynasty is for your own use, what a heroic and righteous spirit." ”

Before Xiao Yu got into the car, he turned his head and smiled at the officials: "The life of the Governor of the Song Dynasty, this king knows everything, Yuzhou has been in drought for many years, and hunger is everywhere, and the Governor of Song can do anything other than sit in a 16-carrying sedan chair and write an article to praise the peace?