"Mr. Father!"

Amid a cry of grief, Mr. Wuliang, who had never been concerned about the government affairs, appeared in the court, but when he saw Duke Song die on the spot, he felt sad and rushed forward and burst into tears.

"Master!"

A group of civil servants and military generals knelt on the ground. At this time, no matter whether they were sincere or not, they were crying bitterly. For a moment, there was a lot of sorrow in the hall, and it took a full stick of incense to stop.

"Please mourn me for your grief."

Donglai Hou sighed slightly and immediately stepped forward to help Master Wuliang up.

"I heard that today the king and father returned to the court, and my son came to see him specially. Please immediately make the crown prince so that the State of Song can settle down as soon as possible, but unexpectedly..."

Young Master Wuliang sighed, but his face was filled with grief, but he could not hide his angry expression.

The Duke of Song wants to establish a crown prince, which is well known to everyone in the Song Dynasty, and the candidates will be selected among the three princes of Divine Sword, Wuliang and Tianjian. Although the Duke of Shenjian is very famous, the Duke of Song has always been unpredictable. Who will succeed the throne? Before everything is clear, there will be any possibility.

But now, Duke Song died suddenly, and since Young Master Wuliang dared to say this, he would get rid of the suspicion. At least in this matter, he was not too suspicious to him.

It was not done by Mr. Wuliang, so who did this?

For a moment, the two marquises from Zi Qi East fell into deep thought. They all had a expectation in their hearts that perhaps the Song Kingdom would change in the future.

As expected, I was afraid of whatever I came. When the two marquises fell into deep thought, the old eunuch took out a bloody imperial edict while sorting out the corpse of Duke Song.

"Follow the heavens, my king's edict said:

I ascended the throne for eight hundred years, but I regretted that my talent was limited, and I regretted that my age was getting older, and I was afraid that the country would lose its lord when I was driving a crane. I thought of three good heirs and specially appointed the crown prince to consolidate the foundation of the country.

The third prince had a magic sword, a wise and martial arts strategy, and was both talented and capable, following the heavens and responding to the times. Tez ordered him to be the crown prince and take charge of the government affairs on behalf of me. The two marquises assisted him to consolidate the court principles."

After the old eunuch read out the will of Duke Song, everyone was in an uproar. Zi Qihou and Donglai Hou looked at each other and saw the anger in each other's eyes.

The situation in the Song State has always been complicated and unpredictable. On the surface, the Divine Sword Master Wen Tao and the Martial Arts are extremely powerful, but in fact, the power of Wuliang and the Tianjian Master in the Song State is not weak!

So this is not because the Master of Divine Sword does not want to eliminate dissidents, but because although Duke Song does not manage the government affairs on weekdays, he is extremely skilled in the balance of emperors, making the competition between the three masters within a controllable range. He is firmly sitting in Diaoyutai and truly selecting the heir to the throne.

But now, the Duke of Song was not only dead inexplicably, but also such a strange edict appeared on his body, which made some ministers immediately smell the unusual aura.

"Please mourn me!"

Among the two marquises, Donglai Marquis had always been inclined to Young Master Wuliang, and immediately stepped forward and whispered comfort.

"The king and father died in vain, there must be something strange about it!"

Young Master Wuliang looked sad and angry, but scolded him sternly, but after hearing his words, Donglai Hou seemed to know it intentionally, and immediately said with anger: "Yes, this matter cannot be tolerated. No matter who it involves, it must be investigated thoroughly."

Although the Divine Sword Young Master was powerful and mainly under the control of the Song State, he was weak in the court. The two marquises didn't like him very much. Moreover, the power of the three lords was always balanced and there was never a single one to dominate.

"The death of the Lord is indeed too strange. I believe that this matter should be investigated, but it should not be made public. Everything needs to be done secretly."

Zi Qihou Zi Lian's face was unstable. Although this matter pointed to the young master of the Divine Sword, the young master of Tianjian was not clear, so he really couldn't make a decision.

Donglai Hou sneered and said, "The difference between Zi Qi Hou's words. The king died and the country was in danger. This matter was simply deceiving. One of them must be found out."

"The king and father are the matter, so please ask the two marquises to investigate and avenge the king and father."

Young Master Wuliang looked extremely angry, but his face was full of gritting teeth.

"Please rest assured, my marquis and others will do their best to arrest the murderer and cut him into pieces."

The Marquis of Donglai immediately led the ministers to bow down respectfully. This matter was no longer delayed. If anyone took action, he would have the initiative. At that time, the new emperor would naturally be able to take over the emperor and the important officials.

But no one expected that the news of Duke Song's death was spread outside the palace. It soon spread throughout Juncheng in Kangzhou, and it was immediately known to everyone in the city, with the heavy storm coming.

The master of the Divine Sword, who was highly prestigious in the Song State, was knocked down from the altar overnight. There was news that the master of the Divine Sword forced the Duke of Song to death everywhere, and the reputation of killing the throne spread throughout the streets and alleys.

At this time, Young Master Tianjian quietly came to the inner city, walked along the deviated path, and came to a dilapidated palace where a Lady Song lived. She was sent into the cold palace three or four hundred years ago. She lived in seclusion on weekdays, and almost no one had seen her.

When Mrs. Song was young, she was the number one beauty in Song State. She was so beautiful that she was fascinated by the Duke of Song State and even almost asked her to rule the country from behind the curtain and handle political affairs on her behalf. If it weren't for the big obstacles at that time, she might have been in control of Song State now.

But later, Mrs. Song grew older, and Duke Song became obsessed with her new concubine, so she was thrown into the cold palace and gradually forgotten, and few people had seen her.

At this time, the young master Tianjian frowned and his handsome face had always been unchanged, but at this time it was already as bright as ever. Although he was determined to get rid of Duke Song, it was not at this immature moment.

The backyard was depressed, with weeds nearly half a person high, and dust was flying freely. Some dilapidated wing rooms stood scattered in the garden. There were a few women with disheveled hair chasing in the distance. They were already biting a ball, fighting for a doll, and shouting like crazy: "Your Majesty is mine, you're mine."

Young Master Tianjian ignored it and walked straight to a dilapidated hall. He saw a mad woman covered in stench standing behind him. While reaching out to pull the lice on her hair, he shouted loudly: "Bold slave, don't kneel down when he sees the Ai family!"

"I am the young master of Tianjian, come and ask to see Mrs. Song!"

Although the woman was unconscious, the young master of Tianjian still bowed his hand and answered respectfully. Unexpectedly, as soon as his words fell, the woman seemed to wake up, and she was slightly dazed and listened to something. She walked up to her door and pushed open the door, just said softly.

"Young Master, Mrs. Song has invited her, but it's only half an hour."

Young Master Tianjian nodded slightly. Every time Mrs. Song saw him, he had a short time, never for more than a quarter of an hour, but now it was half an hour, which was completely different from usual. It was obviously because he had received the news of Duke Song's death.

When Young Master Tianjian walked into this hall, he said it was a hall, but in fact it was already dilapidated. The wooden windows were incomplete, the stone walls were covered with cracks, and the walls were covered with spider webs. Even the City God Temple outside the city was worse than that, and there was a sense of decadence and dilapidation everywhere.

The only clean thing in the hall is a soft couch inside, with a thick curtain hanging on it, and a figure vaguely visible inside, but it is difficult to distinguish between men and women.

"Mrs. Song, what are you planning to do about this matter?"

The tone of the Heavenly Sword Master was a little unhappy. It was not because of the murder of Song, and he was completely unaware of this matter. Even if he planned to get rid of the third young master of the Divine Sword, he should not hide it from him.

"Young Master Tianjian, this thing is not ours."

Behind the thick curtain, a cold female voice came out. The speaker was obviously in the forefront for a long time, and his tone contained unbelievable majesty. He continued, "But for you, it's not a bad thing?"

"this……"

Upon hearing this, Young Master Tianjian frowned. This matter had nothing to do with Mrs. Song. Could it be that there was something else in it?

"Is it the old fifth?

When Mr. Tianjian thought of the rumors about the morning court, he suddenly had a trace of enlightenment in his heart.

Even so, he didn't expect that Lao Wu was so bold that he would take the blame for the world, assassinate the king and father and blame the third brother. Could it be that he really thought he could hide it from the world?

"It seems that Lao Wu is more scheming than he imagined, but it's better. Let him fight with Lao San, so I can just take advantage of it."

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately bowed to the curtain and said apologetically: "Madam Song, I'm taking the liberty to visit today, I hope I don't mind."

"Young Master is really serious!"

The voice behind the curtain sighed slightly and said silently: "Your Majesty's death is unclear. You should not show your sharpness at this time. You should also hide without hiding it and wait for it to change."

"Madam's advice, I will keep it in mind!"

Young Master Tianjian bowed his hand and turned around and left the hall immediately. He knew Mrs. Song’s rules. Since things were completely clear, it was naturally not appropriate to stay here.

However, after he left, the sound of a ring-paired woman walked out behind the curtain with a phoenix crown and green clothes. She walked out gracefully, with her face as bright as the morning glow, revealing a graceful and luxurious atmosphere.

If it were the important ministers of Zheng State here, if they saw this woman, they would have been so shocked that they opened their mouths and couldn't close them, because this Mrs. Song was actually Wuhou who disappeared from King King Mountain and had almost the same appearance.

Who is this person? No one knows!

The black clouds rolled, the thunderstorm came, and the strong wind blew outside the Wuliang Mansion.

Young Master Wuliang sat upright in the hall, his face lingering black air, his red eyes were like wild beasts, and his hideous and terrifying as if he was trapped in endless pain.

"puff!"

In less than a moment, Young Master Wuliang seemed to have made up his mind and bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. His face immediately turned pale, but his eyes gradually became brighter and seemed to wake up. However, he suddenly turned his head, and his cold eyes seemed to be a sharp sword, landing in a dark corner.

"Your Excellency, I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate to peek at me and practice my qigong!"

As soon as the words fell, a strange laugh came from the sound of his words. A big man with a red face walked out of the darkness and said with ulterior motives: "Young Master Wuliang, why should you bear it anymore? You have countless women who have harmed you. These mortal ants are no match for your essence and blood. Although there are thousands of ways, you only have this one to go."

"Red Scorpion, isn't this my master giving me today?

Mr. Wuliang's face turned cold and said unhappy: "Last time, I asked you to kill the four heroes of the Golden Sword, but why did you slaughter the whole family of women and children? What's wrong with coming to the house today?"

Chi Scorpion laughed and said, "Young Master Wuliang, now the Song Dynasty is in chaos. Do you not know how to seize such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

Speaking of this, he sneered and continued, "If you have a little vision, you will understand the strangeness of Duke Song's death. Master Divine Sword was pushed to the forefront. If you hesitate, you will probably be taken advantage of by Master Tianjian."

"All right!"

Young Master Wuliang sighed slightly, but said, "What arrangements are there for the fierce young master? Just say it bluntly, I just hope that he can abide by the agreement afterwards and hand over the complete martial arts."

"Young Master Wuliang, this is the pleasure. The young master of the Divine Sword killed his father and the king. This is a serious crime of plotting power to usurp the throne. This time I am afraid that I will be doomed."

Chi Scorpion immediately grabbed his hands and smiled, "Young Master sent an order to summon your subordinates immediately, take over Jingzhou in full, lead troops to defend the city of Dizhicheng, and make it difficult for the Divine Sword Camp to return home."

"this……"

Young Master Wuliang frowned and said indifferently: "You have made a wishful thinking, but what are the arrangements for the elder brother?"

"It's okay!"

But Chi Scorpion waved his hand slightly and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry! He wouldn't do anything if you didn't compete with the Master Divine Sword."

The turmoil in Song State was strange, but in Zheng State it was completely unknown. When Zheng Yuer held a banquet to reward the three armies, he was in Wuji Gate, and Mo Wentian was healing his wounds in the Hangyang Palace.

"I didn't expect that this time, I was so seriously injured. If reinforcements had not arrived in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

The instant recovery of the Huanyang Palace made Mo Wentian immediately resurrect and surprised him to discover that during the battle of Dizhicheng, he had successively comprehended two natal magical powers and had quietly been promoted to the realm of fake infants. Although he took the Mad Demon Life Reduction Pill to reduce his life, he had a breakthrough in his strength, which could be considered a blessing in disguise.

After the Huanyang Palace recovered from its injuries, Mo Wentian went to the General Affairs Hall to submit tasks. Although he had broken down the three tasks, he obviously killed the most of his enemies, and basically exchanged half of his contribution.

But at this moment, a sudden "ding" sound in the sea of ​​consciousness was a prompt of a new task.

Sect construction task: build nine Wanzhen Building branches.
To be continued...