Step on the pedal-

The horse's hooves stepped across the official road among the bamboo forest. There were no lights around and the snow was flying, so I could hardly see my five fingers.

There are more than 100,000 people buried in the tomb of heroes. The people in the market naturally feel that the yin energy is too heavy and there is nothing worth stealing in it. Therefore, except for the officials watching it in the ancestral hall, there is not even a ghost in other places.

Because I came out to do business at night, there were torches, hoes and other items hanging on the side of the horse. Xu Buling lit a torch and trotted through the stone path between the bamboo sea.

It took me about half an hour to come, and my little arms around my waist were tightly tight, and my back was extremely warm, as if I leaned against soft cotton.

Xu Buling thought that Xiao Manzhi was shy and dared not speak, so he was about to get to the place and was about to remind him, but there was a "huh~~huh~~~" sound coming from behind.

Well, I fell asleep, my heart was bigger than him.

Xu Buling raised his eyebrows, but he felt that the current situation was like a cold female hero with a gangster in the world. It was hard to say who would take advantage of whom.

The horse trotted around the ancestral hall outside the tomb of the Yinglie, and soon arrived at a cemetery in the corner of the bamboo sea.

The cemetery is like an ordinary cemetery, with grave mounds neatly arranged in it. There are tombstones and stone incense platforms for sacrifices in front of it. The last one is Liu Houer's tomb. There are also sacrificial supplies in front. Most of the paper money scattered on the ground is covered by snow.

"Full branches, stop sleeping."

"Well...oh."

Zhu Manzhi woke up in a daze. After realizing that he was actually asleep, he suddenly woke up, his face turned red, and he jumped off the horse.

Xu Buling turned over and got off the horse, took off the hoe from the side of the horse. Zhu Manzhi took out the incense from Ma Ce's cloth bag and valuable. He first ran to Liu Houer's grave to worship.

Xu Buling was looking for the cemetery with a hoe. Thousands of wolf guards who died in the line of duty were buried here. It was arranged according to the time of death, so it was not troublesome to find it. He searched in sequence according to the year of the tombstone, and soon found the tomb of Linyang in Tianqiaoying.

Because I died ten years ago, the tombs here are all covered with years and months. Lin Yang’s tombs are covered with dead grass and branches, and the tombstones are stained with mud and water. I think no one has worshipped them for a long time.

Xu Buling was not afraid of ghosts and gods, but he still had the minimum respect for the dead. After Zhu Manzhi worshipped Liu Houer, he took three incense sticks from her hand and lit it, inserted it in front of the grave, burned some paper money before he arrived on the grave.

It was snowing heavily and the wind was gushing.

Zhu Manzhi was actually a little scared, and digging other people's graves has not been a good thing since ancient times. She stood beside the torch with a torch and hesitated: "Mr. Xu, will this wolf guard senior settle the score with you at night?"

Xu Buling paused the hoe he raised, turned his head and said, "Have you forgotten my mixed number?"

Zhu Manzhi blinked: "Eagle fingers scattered people?"

"It's the little king of hell."

Xu Buling glanced at her with some amused look and began to dig the soil and grave.

Zhu Manzhi always felt cautious, afraid that something would come out, so she dared to look at Xu Buling and said with no words:

"I heard from Mr. Storyteller that when Mr. Xu was sixteen years old, he ran to the territory of Northern Qi alone and killed more than a hundred people. Isn't that true?"

Xu Buling thought about it for a moment and nodded:

"I originally wanted to go to the capital of Northern Qi, but unfortunately there was a desert outside the pass, and bandits were rampant. After chasing for a few days, I got lost and went back."

"Is Xiliang beautiful?"

"Well... close to the Western Regions and the grasslands, it is not as prosperous as Chang'an, and it is definitely not as beautiful as Jiangnan..."

Zhu Manzhi listened quietly, thought for a while, and asked again: "There are rumors in the market that there are vassal kings who want to rebel, and the court wants to reduce the vassals. Isn't that true?"

This is too reckless to ask, and I don't understand any taboos at all.

However, Xu Buling didn't care about this, so he thought about it carefully, shook his head and chuckled:

"I don't know that Dayue has more than one vassal king... When the late emperor was in power, my father went to Beijing to study like me. Today, the emperor is only as old as the emperor. At that time, he studied in Wenquyuan, the Imperial College. He had a very good relationship. He even burned yellow paper to chop the chicken's head and worshiped him..."

Zhu Manzhi blinked: "I heard... King Su was very... very unconventional in the capital back then?"

Xu Buling waved his hoe and chuckled twice: "It's not just unconventional. In Chang'an back then, there were 'Four Viciouss of Capital'. Do you guess it was those four Viciouss?"

Zhu Manzhi hooked his hair in his ears and shook his head embarrassedly: "I don't know."

"The first three of the four evils in the capital are girls from Yingchun Tower, gambling stalls in Longyin Pavilion, and Jianghulang in Hutai Street. One of them is troublesome, and the fourth evil is my father. He was so popular in the capital back then, and the chaos was everywhere, and whoever touched would be unlucky."

"Then what?"

"Then... my father returned to his fiefdom safely and inherited the throne, much better than me."

Xu Buling shook his head with shame and continued, "I have never heard from my elders about what happened later... The emperor inherited the throne, and my father inherited the throne, so they never drank wine together again... Until ten years ago, the Lu family in the East China Sea was not subject to the court's control. In order to intimidate the heroes of the world, the emperor ordered King Su to lead troops to pacify the Lu family in the East China Sea."

Zhu Manzhi nodded: "I know this, I know that many people from the Iron Eagle and Deer Hunting have died... The Lu family in the East China Sea is the grandfather's house, right?"

"yes."

Xu Buling's voice was dull: "My father took the order to lead troops to attack the Lu family in the East China Sea. Although the killing was bloody, he finally left his hands and did not kill the clan. However, the Lu family in the East China Sea, which had been passed down for thousands of years, was still in a slump, and my mother..."

After all, with the memory integration, Xu Buling said this, and his instinct was so sad that he couldn't continue to say it, leaving only a sigh.

In my memory, Princess Su was really good to Xu Buling, so good that Xu Buling dared not recall her childhood.

Zhu Manzhi pursed her lips, and was also a little sad, thinking about it:

"Then... the princess wasn't the emperor killed?"

Xu Buling shook his head and continued to dig the tomb: "This account is difficult to calculate clearly. The Lu family in the East China Sea disobeyed first, and it was difficult to settle the world in unjustly court. My father received the imperial edict himself, because he did not accept it, and the one who went to suppress the rebellion was the closest King of Qi.

Later, although my father led his troops to the Lu family in the East China Sea, he finally protected the Lu family and only killed the head of the Lu family to hand in the court... that is, my grandfather.

If the king asks his ministers to die, his ministers have to die. Strictly speaking, my father disobeyed the emperor's order."

Zhu Manzhi frowned tightly and forgot for a long time before whispering: "This account... is really hard to settle. The court made personal enemies, and the king Su resisted the emperor's order... No wonder there are rumors that the king wanted to rebel and the court wanted to reduce the vassals. If it were a man from the martial arts world, I think King Su was right and he valued friendship."

"The temple is not a world of affairs, and it is not about friendship."

Xu Buling sighed: "So, no one knows the rumor that the 'the vassal king wants to rebel' and 'the imperial court wants to reduce the vassals' is true. After all, they have motives, so it's hard not to doubt..."

While speaking, a muffled sound of wood came from under the hoe.

Dong...
Chapter completed!