Prince, who shall we kill today?

Chapter 117

Baihe Academy.

Rong Xuechuan held a cup of tea and blew lightly.On the opposite side, Modi was also holding a cup of tea, but he winked at the seated person while he was looking down at the poem.Rong Xuechuan gave him a look, signaling him to stay calm.

Mo Di imitated him and drank tea slowly, but felt nervous for a while.

"Mr. Mo," the person in the seat put down the poem volume in his hand, and said to Mo Di, "These poems are all very well written. I wonder if these people have participated in this year's imperial examination? If so, I will give them a bonus." point."

"Returning to Your Majesty, several students have participated in the imperial examination." Mo Di said, "They are all high-spirited and ambitious, and they want to show their grand plans and help His Majesty solve problems."

"Okay." Qi Rui handed the poems to the servant, "Write down the names of these people and reward them one by one."

Mo Di said: "Caomin first thank Your Majesty on behalf of all the students."

Qi Rui had a peaceful smile on his face: "Sir, you used to be a scholar of the First Assistant University, and also my teacher, so there is no need to be polite."

Several people chatted together, and had a very happy conversation.

After a while Ling Huanzhi came: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the rioter has been arrested and temporarily locked up in the prison cell of the yamen."

"Okay." Qi Rui said, "You interrogate her first, and then bring her here to see me."

"Yes."

Ling Huanzhi took the order to retreat, and hurried to the jail in the Yamen.When he arrived, the punishment had already been used there.

Of course it was Xue Man who hit him.

"Lord Wang." Ling Huanzhi walked to the county magistrate and said to him, "Your Majesty has not given the order yet and you acted. Are you in too much hurry?"

"Isn't Xiaguan in a hurry to find out who is behind the scenes?" Mr. Wang smiled humbly, "It's just that this person is very hard-boned and refuses to say anything."

He just wanted to say but couldn't say anything.

He was simply dumbfounded.

Ling Huanzhi took a look, Xue Man was tied to the frame and was still being whipped, he just didn't say a word.

Thanks to him following, otherwise Han Che might have been beaten.

Ling Huanzhi waved his hand, telling him not to fight.

Hitting twice is a meaning, how can you really beat the son-in-law of the prince's family to death.

"What about the other one?" he asked.

Lord Wang pointed to the other side of the corridor: "As you ordered, I picked the cleanest cell for him. Tea and pastries have been sent there."

Ling Huanzhi raised his legs and walked over there, and after turning a corner, he heard Han Che's yelling.

"Ling Huanzhi—Ling Huanzhi—come out!"

"Here we come." Ling Huanzhi trotted over to outside Han Che's cell, and said respectfully, "What is your order?"

"Where's Xue Man?" Han Che asked anxiously, "Did you beat him? Let me tell you, he's still seriously injured and can't stand the beating! If you beat him, I won't spare you!"

"No fight, no fight." Ling Huanzhi said, "Who dares to fight, it's just closed."

He lowered his head and opened the lock and said, "Hurry up and follow me to see His Majesty."

Han Che said calmly, "Okay."

He followed Ling Huanzhi out of the cell, and suddenly asked, "Is my father there?"

"Of course." Ling Huanzhi said

Han Che was a little timid all of a sudden, and his legs began to feel weak.

Ling Huanzhi was delighted: "You are not afraid of Your Majesty, but your father?"

Han Che's face was disheveled: "Your Majesty may not kill me, but my father is not sure..."

Ling Huanzhi thought for a while that this was indeed the case, and then comforted him: "But the prince must be more measured than others."

It's not consolation at all...

Before leaving the cell, Han Che wanted to take a look at Xue Man, but Ling Huanzhi didn't dare to let him see, and immediately dragged him away with reasons such as the urgency of the situation.

The two hurried to Baihe Academy. Before entering the gate, Ling Huanzhi found a rope to tie Han Che up, and then brought him in.

Han Che lowered his head, walked in with him, and then directly knelt down: "The grass people see His Majesty, see the prince."

Qi Rui feigned surprise and shouted: "Why are you?"

Han Che wished he could stick his head into the crack of the ground.

It must be him.

If it wasn't for him, whoever came today would have died.

On the side, Rong Xuechuan narrowed his eyes and looked at his son. It has been four years, and this is the first time he has seen him in four years.

This child, it seems... has really grown taller.

Qi Rui pointed to Ling Huanzhi and said, "Are you all blind? Didn't you recognize that this is the prince? Untie it!"

Ling Huanzhi quickly followed suit.

"It's been a long time." Qi Rui looked at Han Che and said with a smile, "I miss you all the time. I didn't expect to see you again and become the leader of the martial arts alliance."

I haven't seen it for a long time, didn't I see it in Xuanyi Pavilion not long ago?

Han Che murmured inwardly, but it was not easy to expose it back then.

Seeing that he was silent, Qi Rui said again: "I've heard about the grand occasion of the ink box stage today. Although you want to bear the crime alone, those people in the Jianghu seem to refuse and clamor to save you. How do you feel?"

Han Che shook his head: "I dare not think about it."

"Huh?" Qi Rui was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was joking, so he said with a smile, "I'll give you the guts to think boldly."

"Then I will accept your majesty's reward of courage, and talk about my feelings." Han Che raised his head and looked at him, "I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and I ate and died every day. Later, I accidentally read some poems describing the world. Wen, was moved by those stories of chivalry, courage and tenderness, so he yearned for it. He wanted to experience it, become a generation of heroes, inherit chivalry, and write legends. So I often ran away from home and wandered around, but every time I didn’t do anything. I was taken back..."

Speaking of which, he secretly glanced at his father, who was drinking tea and ignored him.

Han Che went on to say: "During my travels, I also met many teenagers and girls who, like Chen, had dreams of the world and wanted to show their ambitions. But every time we get together to talk about our dreams, there are always adults who come to warn us. Keep your voice down. We are puzzled, why do you have to keep your voice down when talking about Jianghu theory? Is it shameful to be chivalrous and pursue chivalry?

The adults said, of course not.Chivalry is supreme, chivalry is broad and boundless, these are worth pursuing.The reason why we are asked to keep our voices low is that we are afraid that the voice will be too loud to be overheard, which will cause death.

We don't understand again, the pursuit of chivalry is correct, so why would it invite death?

The adults shook their heads, indicating that they didn't understand either.

This question has puzzled me for more than ten years, and I have not been able to solve it. Today, I dare to ask Your Majesty to answer it for me. "

"The calamity of murder did not fall from the sky, but came in a blatant way." Qi Rui said, "Yesterday, there was a fierce conflict in Nanying. They fought for a whole day and night, causing blood to flow into rivers in Chunze, and mourning everywhere. I wonder if you know?"

"Your Majesty has seen it personally, so I know it." Han Che said, "Since Your Majesty has heard about it, do you know why this dispute started?"

Qi Rui was silent.

Han Che continued on his own: "In fact, someone maliciously disrupted the Jianghu. The mastermind of this incident was Ren Dong, a military adviser of the Nanying Association, but he had another mastermind behind him. Someone poisoned Ren Dong's benefactor, and then He was rescued and cultivated, and a few years later, he sent Ren Dong back to stir up the situation, and used the Hongshan faction to establish the Nanying Association, and then designed to kill Gu Fenglin, the leader of the Nanying Association, and intensified the internal conflicts of the Nanying Association. The situation of yesterday. Therefore, this disaster did not come from ostentation, but someone did it deliberately."

Qi Rui looked at him intently: "Then in your opinion, why did that person do this?"

"I'm stupid, I can't figure out his thoughts." Han Che said, "Your Majesty has always been very intelligent, maybe you can figure it out. It's just that this turmoil caused heavy casualties. In addition to the Nanying Association, many people in the town were also implicated. Among them, he was brutally killed, I don’t know if that person is satisfied.”

He glanced at Qi Rui meaningfully, the other party waved his fan and sighed: "I can't fathom this."

Han Che's eyes were sharp: "Then please answer, Your Majesty, why is it not allowed to talk about Jianghu Dream? Why not call for the return of chivalry? If Your Majesty can't answer, I will not be able to punish me today."

"Presumptuous!" Rong Xuechuan, who was drinking tea at the side, suddenly got up from his seat, walked up to Han Che, and said angrily, "Short-sighted and self-righteous. How can you make mistakes in front of Your Majesty?"

Then he suddenly pulled out Ling Huanzhi's saber and stabbed at the kneeling man.

Exclamations sounded.

Qi Rui hurriedly stopped: "Uncle Wang, stop!"

late.

The long sword has seen blood.

Han Che was dressed in white clothes today, and his chest was immediately stained red with red blood.

The pain spread rapidly, spreading to the whole body, especially pouring into the heart, as if it was going to burst open.

He didn't dare to look up.

He didn't dare to look at his father's expression.

He looked at the toes of his father's shoes, which were spotless.

Then he saw his father's foot move.

"Your Majesty," Rong Xuechuan withdrew his sword, turned to Qi Rui, cupped his hands and said, "This son has always been outspoken, ignorant of etiquette, forgive me for being incapable of discipline. He doesn't live in a temple, he doesn't know the difficulties of governing his family and country, and he has been involved in the world Deep, not aware of the sinister people in the Jianghu, so I have naive thoughts and ideas, and please don't pay attention to his nonsense."

"Yes." Qi Rui said, "My son is pure-minded, and it's normal to maintain a naive idea. I understand him very well. Since Uncle Wang has already punished him on his behalf, I will not punish him anymore."

He waved his hand: "Take the son down."

Ling Huanzhi wanted to take him away, but Han Che resisted a little. "Please answer me, Your Majesty," he endured the pain and gritted his teeth, "Why can't we talk about Jianghu dreams? Why not call for the return of chivalry?"

"Evil." Rong Xuechuan wanted to scold him again, but seeing Qi Rui make a stop motion, he had no choice but to hold back what he said.

Qi Rui looked at Han Che and began to think seriously about his question.

Everyone was silent with him.

Han Che knelt respectfully, not daring to cover the wound, so he could only allow himself to lose blood continuously.

In July, when it was obviously extremely hot, he felt extraordinarily cold.

He was pale and sweating profusely.

His eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

But he didn't dare to fall. If he fell, he might hit his father's leg.

He dare not.

When he left home four years ago, his father slapped him.When they met again, they stabbed him again.

He felt that the slap should be slapped.

Now this sword has been wronged.

They couldn't answer his question, so why should they punish him.

After a long time, he was almost unable to hold on waiting until he heard Qi Rui finally make a sound.

"I can't answer your question." Qi Rui picked up a sword on his table, walked up to Han Che, and said, "This is your sword. I brought it out of the house for you. In the future , you can freely pursue your Jianghu dream."

Han Che was a little dazed, and then took his sword with both hands.

His hand tremblingly caressed the blade, old friend, we meet again.

Then he raised his sword high and saluted Qi Rui.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for fulfilling it."