The handle of the knife drank blood is a fait accompli, even if the Shence Army withdrew the sword soldiers under Zheng Hong's instructions, it could not change the fact of the dead man.

It's not that the people of the Divine Army have not killed people, but what they killed this time was a man with a meritorious name. And it's manslaughter.

The students were already angry, but when they saw this, they became more and more angry, and they didn't care about anything for a while. They picked up their stuff and struck at the Shence army. The Shence Army did not dare to resist because of the accidental killing of Juzi and Zheng Hong's order.

As a military general, the Shence Army was beaten back by weak scholars one by one - at least this was the case when Meng Songyan came.

Meng Songyan is a veteran of the three dynasties, ranked as the third duke, and served as the Zhongshu Order, he has always been highly respected, and he is Shilin's heart, seeing him come to stop it, the students and the Shence army stopped their own hands, and this farce was temporarily stopped.

Meng Songyan looked at the student who fell to the ground on the side, his eyes couldn't bear it, he personally probed his nose, felt his pulse again, and confirmed that he was dead.

He closed his eyes, and slowly opened them, and there was complexity in his cloudy eyes.

When the book died, his eyes widened, and he didn't know what he was thinking. But what he thought before he died didn't matter anymore. Importantly, he is dead.

Meng Songyan closed his eyes for the scholar, he let out a long sigh, and then instructed the people around him, "Send him back to his home, and then go to my treasury to get some silver, and bury him well."

After arranging everything, he slowly got up, his cloudy and complicated gaze passed over Zheng Hong, without looking at him, he walked to Zhan Qirui's side, and looked at the deacon's Shence Army, "Haven't you repented of causing such a wicked thing? Don't let go yet!"

"Yes......"

Even Zheng Hong didn't dare to talk to Meng Songyan in person. Even though Meng Songyan has now stepped down from the post of Zhongshu Ling, he is still one of the three princes, and his prestige still exists.

In fact, it is not only Zheng Hong, but also the saint, and he may not dare to argue with Meng Songyan easily. Therefore, even though Meng Songyan did not have an official body, he asked the Shence Army to release him, and the Shence Army did not dare to let go.

He looked at Zhan Qirui, his expression was serious and solemn, and he spoke seriously, but he asked an unexpected question, "How old are you this year?"

"The younger generation is one in twenty this year." Zhan Qirui's expression was sneering, the whole person was like a frosted eggplant, the original bright gaze had lost its brilliance, and the youthful spirit had been drained.

For the first time, he saw a dead man, a man whom he had not killed, but who had died because of him.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

For the first time, he realized how stupid he was. And stupid and unknowing!

He is a disciple of the Xiaqiu Zhan clan and a famous son in the eyes of others. Everyone complimented him, and even he felt that the champion was in his bag.

When he first entered Beijing, he was full of ambition and complacency, always thinking that he was talented and omnipotent, and always thought that with a sharp mouth, he could eradicate female cadres, support the right path, and even help the world.

Unexpectedly, when it came to the moment, he couldn't save a classmate with such a sharp mouth.

"Twenty crowns, you are an adult, I remember, you are also married." Meng Songyan asked again.

Zhan Qirui nodded, "I married a wife a year ago, and I married the daughter of your clan."

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"Since you have a family and a business, you are ordinary people, and you know things, let alone you. Your wife is the daughter of my clan, and in terms of seniority, you should call me 'Uncle, I often hear people mention you, I thought you were a child who knew right from wrong and knew etiquette. But I never thought you were so stupid!" In the end, Meng Songyan's voice suddenly turned cold.

"You want 10,000 ***, go to the book and listen to it, there's nothing wrong with that! The fault lies in the way you advise. You are the grandson of the daughter of the clan, and you can be regarded as the blood of the royal family, how easy it is to enter the saint of words, but you have to choose such a method! It's just that you choose this method, but you can't control the situation yet. Now that your classmates have died because of your mistakes, do you have anything to say?"

"The younger generation is guilty!" Zhan Qirui couldn't hide his tears, his tears burst down, and he knelt down, full of face

The pain, it was his self-defeat and ignorance that made the situation out of control.

Meng Songyan sighed, he looked at the rest of the students, "What do you think?"

The students are silent, they can not be afraid of death, but they cannot but fear life. If it were they who had fallen to the ground, they would still have said that they had no conscience in this life, and they died because of this, but they were loyal to the court.

But it was not they who died, it was their classmates who died. Some of them may not know who the dead are, what their names are, or who they are.

But the mistake is nothing more than classmates, like-minded confidants who volunteer to serve the country with their lives. Now he is dead, killed by a thief.

For a moment, they could not assess the death of their classmate.

Meng Song let out a long sigh and helped Zhan Qirui up, "What's the use of you confessing to me now? The man is gone, and the one you really want to accuse of is not here."

Rongzhi, who was in the distance, watched this scene and closed his eyes in pain.

Politicians fight each other, it is inevitable to hurt the innocent, even if he is prepared, but when this innocent person dies in front of him, he has mixed feelings in his heart.

In the past, he would do his best to reduce casualties, but now, it is difficult for him to save himself, so how can he protect others?

Zhan Qirui has one in twenty this year, how can he not be two in twenty. When he was a teenager, he was proud, and he never thought that his future and reputation would be ruined.

How old is that dead student? Rongji didn't know.

Who killed him? Rongji didn't know either.

Did he kill himself? He gave his life for his kingdom as if it were himself.

But that knife was stabbed into it by the people of the Divine Army. Was it the Shence Army who killed him? But it was Zhan Qirui who instigated him.

Did Zhan Qirui kill the student? But it was he Rongzhi who secretly fueled the troubles, prompting Zhan Qirui to incite people's hearts.

However, if it weren't for Guan Zhi's step-by-step approach, how could he have to gamble on his reputation and future.

In this way, it seems that it is a student who knows how to kill.

But is that really the case? Is it true that the one who killed that student?

If there is no Guan Zhi, there will be Liu Zhi, Wang Zhi, and Zhang Zhi! For Beiqi, it seems that there is such a person who is destined to force him to such a point.

So it's Northern Qi...... That student was killed by Northern Qi.

It turned out to be Northern Qi?

The person who asked for the life of the Northern Qi was finally killed by the Northern Qi. Is that so? So what is he? What about the thousands of people who died running around for the Northern Qi Dynasty?

If a country eventually kills people who are good for the country, will the country last long?

No, no, no, it's not like that, it must not be like this.

It must not be so. That person must not have been killed by Northern Qi, he must not have been.

Rong Zhi was in a trance for a moment, and the sea of people in the distance was layered in his eyes, and he only felt a headache in his heart, he covered his heart and slowly squatted down against the wall.

Qingjun's face was full of pain, but the pair of treacherous eyes became confused, and a line of tears was snatched from his eyes. He only felt that his mouth was fishy, blood spurted out, and as soon as his eyes were black, the whole person fainted.

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