Chapter 347 I Can’t Figure It Out

Following that voice, the wind and snow poured into a tavern, startling the solitary lamp on the table to flicker and almost go out. Song Yingxu glanced at the visitor, stretched out his hand to protect the solitary lamp, and then smiled and said, "Brother Ning, no, now I should call you Lord Town Guard, are you all right?"

On New Year's Eve, there are not many people who can come here and dare to come here. In fact, even if you can't see their faces clearly, Song Yingxu won't have too many choices, not to mention that the visitor is as bloody as the abyss, and he only wears a single piece of clothing in this cold winter. There won't be too many such people.

The Lord Town Guard standing at the door heard the call of Brother Ning, and was a little dazed, so he didn't speak quickly, but paused for a moment, then walked into the house and sat opposite the Lord Song in front of him. Under the illumination of the oil lamp, the Lord Town Guard's face had no emotion, like a hard stone, but when he looked at him, some soft light appeared in his eyes.

He and the Lord Song of the previous dynasty in front of him were indeed old acquaintances.

After taking a look at the bowl of wine on the table, the garrison commander picked it up and took a sip. He then said with emotion, "After many years of separation, I thought I would never see you again in Shendu in this life."

Song Yingxu added wine for him and said casually, "When I left Shendu, I naturally thought that I would come back one day. If I didn't come back, I would have died in Shendu." .🅆.

The garrison commander shook his head and said, "Although you are an official from the Prince's Mansion, you should also know that if the prince ascends the throne first, Daliang will certainly be better, but if it is just his eldest son, it is not a good thing for Daliang to be handed over to him."

Song Yingxu sneered, "According to Brother Ning's meaning, if there is anyone who is more suitable to take charge of Daliang than your Majesty, then he can also abdicate?"

"The two cannot be compared at all. Your Majesty is also the blood of Emperor Lingzong, a real royal blood."

The garrison commander looked at Song Yingxu and said slowly, "You should check your own conscience. For example, if your Majesty was still in power, would the demons in the north have already moved south? Would the cultivators in the south be so reckless in Daliang? Can the people live so well now? "

Song Yingxu responded, "Your Majesty is a benevolent and righteous monarch. There are civil officials in the court to govern the country, and military generals fighting on the border. It doesn't mean that the world is not good now!"

The garrison commander shook his head and didn't say more on this topic. Some things, even if they are obvious, will definitely be unbelievable by some people, because the result is not what they want, so they only want to see the result they want.

It is almost impossible to get an answer when talking to such a person.

The so-called "different paths, no plan", this is the truth.

"I came to see Lord Song, I think Lord Song also knows why."

The garrison commander looked into his eyes, and when he spoke again at this moment, his voice was as cold as his face.

"If I had known you were in the capital, I probably wouldn't have come."

Song Yingxu sighed. The news that the garrison commander had spread before was that he had left the capital and went out to sea to deal with another matter, but who would have thought that this was all false. He had not left the capital at all, but had been hiding in the dark.

"Your Majesty does have some tricks."

Song Yingxu looked disappointed. This situation was not too clever, but he

didn't see anything, which meant that he deserved to die. Looking at the garrison commander, Song Yingxu smiled and said, "Since Brother Ning came to see me off for the last time, I probably wouldn't think there was anything wrong. It's just that Brother Ning is still so inflexible and unkind as before, and he didn't even let people celebrate this New Year."

The garrison commander said, "It's my duty. If there are more variables, who will be responsible for it?"

Song Yingxu smiled and said nothing, just reached out and picked up the lamp The oil lamp, which was originally dim, began to shine brightly at this moment. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his expression gradually became solemn. "Brother Ning is indeed a martial artist in the world, but Song is no longer the scholar he used to be. The outcome of our battle is still unknown."

Song Yingxu has been practicing since he left the capital. Now he is already a monk who forgets his worries. His realm is not low. Although he may not be able to win against the garrison commander, he may not be able to be killed by the garrison commander.

The garrison commander nodded and said, "Lord Song has made progress in other aspects, which is really gratifying. However, as the garrison commander of Daliang, I have to kill Lord Song for Daliang today."

The garrison commander did not say anything else, nor did he ask where those ministers who left the capital and were loyal to the deposed emperor were, because he knew that although Song Yingxu in front of him was a scholar, he would never tell.

Song Yingxu thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "I have another request. The proprietress of this tavern has nothing to do with us. Although she was also implicated in the incident, she is now free of worries. Brother Ning can naturally find out. I just hope that Brother Ning still has some conscience in his heart. It's okay to do something like wrong killing once."

"If it is found out that it is really as you said, there will be no wrong killing. I think Your Majesty will not commit the sin of killing in vain now."

The garrison commander spoke, and the wind and snow behind him could no longer get close.

Song Yingxu sneered, "What a good one, you will not commit the sin of killing in vain. Did you all regret the great purge more than ten years ago?!"

The garrison commander did not speak, but just looked at Song Yingxu.

Song Yingxu put down the solitary lamp and looked out the door with complicated eyes. After coming to the capital of gods, he had thought through many things. Now that he was dead, he would not have any resentment. However, there was one thing he could not figure out, which was why that prince had no hatred towards the Daliang emperor who had destroyed his family.

Is it that Gou An is what he wants to do?

But if that is the case, what is the blood of the former prince in you?

How could a person like the former prince give birth to a child like you?

That majesty is also the blood of the former prince. He chose to walk into the sea of ​​fire and die calmly when the Daliang emperor broke through the capital of gods. Why don't you even want to mention the word "restoration of the country"?

The more he thought about this, the more upset Song Yingxu became.

Following his upset, the light of the oil lamp also swayed, as if it would go out at any time.

The garrison commander watched this scene without saying a word. At this moment, he already understood that he didn't need to fight this battle, he had already won. This was not because he was confident as one of the top three warriors in Daliang, but because he had seen that Song Yingxu was already confused at this time.

Confused.

That means he had already lost.

The garrison commander shook his head and began to think about other things to do.