Late at night, the clouds were dim and there was no starlight.

The city of Kangcheng, Song Kingdom, seemed to be shrouded in darkness, with only sporadic firelights, and there was no sight of the prosperous and lively scenes in the past.

The Ziqi Hou Mansion, located on the left side of the palace, and the Donglai Hou Mansion on the right side, is the mainstay of the Song Dynasty. No one can replace it for hundreds of years.

"Please, please, the marquis is practicing calligraphy in the study."

In front of the Ziqihou Mansion, the old housekeeper saluted respectfully, opened the door of the mansion, Young Master Tian Jian, and welcomed him in, carrying a lantern in front of him.

Zi Qihou and Mr. Tianjian have a close relationship with each other, which is a well-known secret in the Song Dynasty court. However, few people know the true relationship between the two. Zi Qihou is the father-in-law of Mr. Tianjian. The two are closely related, and they have long been grasshoppers on a rope.

When the Duke of Song drove away, Zi Qihou stayed in his door and enjoyed piano, chess, calligraphy and painting every day. Outsiders thought he was cultivating his character, but the Master Tianjian didn't think so.

It was already late at night, but in the study room of the Hou Mansion, there was still a bright candlelight. A white-haired old man with purple face was on the desk. He held a pen and ink in his hand and started writing. There was a solemn and murderous aura between the lines of the words and lines.

"Ten Deadly Sins!"

This was obviously a manifesto. Just when he saw the title, he lit up his eyes. He waved his hand and left the old housekeeper, walked forward and watched carefully.

These ten crimes are written about the son of Shen Dao. The first crime is the crime of disloyalty and unfilial piety. As the third son of Song State, Shen Dao is suspected of killing his father and usurping the throne. As the general of Song State, he has led a wolf into his house to collude with the enemy and treason.

Those who are ministers are unfaithful, while those who are sons are unfilial!

Every sentence is like a knife, every word is used to kill the heart. It can be said that the crime is so great that it is difficult to write. People in the world should kill this thief together and practice the way for heaven.

The Master Shen Dao has always cherished his reputation and is famous for his loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness in the State of Song. However, every sentence written in the Purple Qihou’s defiance is reasonable, and every word is written is a pearl of pearl. Even if the Master Shen Dao himself sees it, he is speechless and cannot refute it, and he cannot find any fault in a short period of time.

Even the Young Master Tianjian could predict how shocking the State of Song would occur if this manifesto was published in the court?

"I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time, so I made the young master laugh."

Zi Qihou gently stroked his white beard, his face full of unconcealed smile, and a proud look flashed in his eyes, as if he was very satisfied with his pen and ink.

"Young Master visited at night, but didn't know what was going on?"

While speaking, Zi Qihou put down his pen. He turned around and looked at the young master of Tianjian. Zi Lian's face was blushed and his eyes were filled with bright light.

"The son-in-law is free and has nothing to do when he goes to the mansion, but he has nothing to do."

The young master Tianjian smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said, "Since my father-in-law wants to practice calligraphy, the son-in-law will not be able to disturb him, so he will say goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his sleeves, and the proclamation to the Lord of the God Sword disappeared. He bowed his hand and turned around and left with great strides.

Young Master Tianjian visited Zi Qihou late at night. Although he didn't talk about anything important from beginning to end, he fully understood what his father-in-law thoughts. Judging from the tacit understanding between the two of them, there was no need to worry about it.

There are only two marquises in the State of Song. The Prince of Tianjian has received strong support from Zi Qihou. As long as the Hou from the East is willing to stand on his side, he will take the initiative in the court and inheriting the Song Dynasty's throne is just around the corner.

However, Donglai Hou is a member of the fifth brother. To be precise, he should be a teacher. As the saying goes, he will be a teacher for one day and be a father forever. Although the fifth brother is not a good match, he always respects this master, so it is difficult for this marquis to change his flag.

Fortunately, the fifth brother was defeated in Tianzhi City and now he became the third prisoner. For the Donglai Hou, the enemy is now the Master of Divine Sword.

Since he has a common enemy, Young Master Tianjian believes that he and Donglai Hou have a common language. Although they may not become the same camp, they will at least not become a stumbling block.

Donglai Mansion was on the right side of the palace, and with the footsteps of the young master Tianjian, he soon arrived in front of the mansion. However, what surprised him was that it was already late at night and the mansion of Donglai Mansion was not closed.

"Please ask my father to prepare wine in the plum garden, and I have been waiting for a long time."

At this time, standing outside the door of the mansion to welcome a young man, Qing Lingzi, the third son of the Marquis of Donglai, and a genius of the cultivation of the young generation of Song Dynasty. He achieved the Jindan Avenue at a young age, but this man studied in Lu for many years and could not see anyone in Kangcheng. Unexpectedly, he came back at this time and greeted him in front of the mansion.

"It's a labor!"

Young Master Tianjian couldn't help but be a little surprised. For hundreds of years, Hou Donglai was in the court. He and Zi Qihou had both the great perfection of the Golden Pill. Although he might not have magical powers like deduction, his insight into people's hearts is very accessible. He might have guessed that he would visit him long ago.

The Donglai Hou Mansion is magnificent and magnificent. Although it is far less than the palace of the Song Dynasty, it also has its own unique features. Especially the plum garden in the backyard of the Hou Mansion, the green trees and flowers are as beautiful as picturesque, like a paradise. It is the ripe season for green plums, and the fragrance of fruits can be heard from afar.

Although the sky above Kangcheng is shrouded in haze, in this small plum garden, you can see the clear sky and bright moon, and the moonlight falls like water, illuminating the octagonal pavilion located in it.

In the octagonal pavilion, there is a brazier in the middle, with charcoal fire burning inside, and a pot of wine is set up on it, which is steaming up, and the smell of wine is coming.

"The eldest son is here just in time. I just cook a pot of wine, so let's have a few glasses together."

Donglai Hou's cheerful voice came. Although he did not get up to greet him, the two wine glasses, two pairs of chopsticks and a plate of peanuts on the stone table were enough to explain the problem.

Obviously, Donglai Hou was waiting for others, and the person waiting for him was himself.

"The Marquis is really so elegant. I am not as respectful as I obey orders."

The young master Tianjian burst into laughter and walked up to sit down with the Dama Jindao. Marquis Donglai is a marquis from the army. He has always acted readily and does not need to be too polite.

"This wine is not a spiritual wine, nor is it expensive. It's just a local material for me and I use the green plum wine made from the green plum wine in the garden. I hope the eldest son will forgive me."

While speaking, Donglai Hou stretched out his hand and the pot of wine seemed to be casting magic, shooting out two water arrows from it, landing in the two wine glasses without any sputtering out.

"Hello, please be polite."

Young Master Tianjian picked up the wine and took a sip. After savoring it carefully for a moment, he sighed and said, "Although good wine cannot cultivate the spirit, it is enough to cultivate one's nature."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head slightly, played with the wine cup in his hand, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Marquis, now the wind and rain are coming, and I don't know when the sun will appear again? But Marquis's plum trees are bright moon in the sky. It can be said that the scenery is the only beautiful place here, and it is not an exaggeration to have a paradise."

Young Master Tianjian said a pun, how could Donglai Hou not hear it?

"Where is a paradise above the temple and in the rivers and lakes?"

The Hou Donglai raised his head and drank the wine in his glass, put the wine cup heavily on the stone table, and said in a deep voice: "The eldest son, it is indeed strange that the emperor's death is true. The third son is very suspicious. The will is difficult to distinguish between true and false. If it is delayed, it is probably a problem that will damage the foundation of the Song Dynasty."

Donglai Hou was quick-witted, and he said it in one sentence, which made him feel a little secretly happy. It seemed that the two of them had obviously the same purpose in dealing with the Divine Sword Master.

"Mr. Marquis, so in your opinion?"

Young Master Tianjian deliberately delayed his voice, but the Donglai Hou was not vague and decisive: "Your Majesty's funeral cannot be delayed anymore. I will immediately recall the third young master to handle the funeral. At the same time, we must thoroughly investigate the murderer and give an explanation to the people."

"good!"

Young Master Tianjian held his hand and said yes, but he felt that this trip was not worth it. He quickly picked up the wine pot and poured wine for Donglaihou, and also filled himself with a glass.

"Mr. Marquis, I'll give you a cup!"

The young master of Tianjian picked up the wine cup and said solemnly: "The purple qi comes from the east, and if it comes from the east, it will be prosperous; if it comes from the east, it will be damaged. If the marquis of Donglai are willing to help, they will have a place in the future."

Although the young master Tianjian said vaguely, Donglai Hou understood what he meant, and also picked up the wine cup and said in a deep voice: "I don't want everything, I just hope that the eldest son can achieve the throne and be granted the fifth prince a leisure marquis so that he can rest assured to retire."

"Mr. Please rest assured. Lao Wu is my brother, so he will not treat him badly."

The Young Master Tianjian naturally agreed. In his eyes, the Young Master Wuliang was not afraid. He was just a prisoner of the Young Master Shen Dao and had long lost the qualification to compete for the throne. As long as the Hou Donglai was willing to deal with the Young Master Shen Dao with him, the purpose of this trip would be achieved.

The two looked at each other and smiled and drank a glass of American wine together. For cultivators who asked about the Nascent Soul, they would not easily betray their faith, and they could be considered as blood-making alliances.

Young Master Tianjian was in a good mood, so he stood up and bowed to Donglaihou, and then left Meiyuan.

"The storm is coming and the wind is filling the building!"

Donglai Hou reached out to stroke the long beard under his jaw, looked up at the dim sky, and looked at the waning moon that was about to sink, but his mood gradually became heavier.

"Father, Song State is already a troublesome, why not go to Lu State to settle down?"

At some point, Qing Lingzi had already come forward and whispered: "I studied at the Confucian and Taoist Academy of Lu State and had a close relationship with the prince of Lu State. I can recommend it on my behalf. Judging from my father's cultivation, I have never had a place in Lu State."

"Although Mr. Wuliang is not able to bear it, he is still a master and apprentice. He cannot help but die and refuse to save him, and..."

Speaking of this, Donglai Hou shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "Qingling, I am already the most important minister in the State of Song. If you make friends with the prince in the State of Lu, you will naturally have a great future. We will be divided into two countries as officials, which is a good thing for the family."

"Boy understand!"

Qing Lingzi clasped his fists and said yes. In fact, he also knew in his heart that the marquis had already become the most important minister, and it was impossible for one or two marquises to be in the vassal state, so his father sent him to Lu to study, which was also looking for a way out for the family's inheritance.

"Prepare to go to the Confucian and Taoist Academy of Lu State!"

Donglai Hou's tone was unquestionable. The situation in Song State was turbulent, Kangcheng was already the center of the storm, and Qing Lingzi was really not suitable to stay here anymore.
Chapter completed!