Song Keli, who was supposed to be proud of his success, had a sad look on his face. He looked at Mr. Yuan who was drinking and said sadly, "Even if that person is a Great Guru who is better than General Gu, Tai 'an City was able to deal with the man with a sword who brought his family along. Why can't they deal with another martial artist?"
Yuan Benxi smiled and glanced at Song Keli without saying a word.
Song Keli's hand on the table was clenched tightly. His face was pale and his lips trembled as he said, "I know, I know. After the late Emperor died, Mr. Yuan's identity is just an old man in the Hanlin Academy who has no one to rely on. The current Emperor can't wait to get rid of his shackles. The appearance of that old man gave him a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill with a borrowed knife without staining his hands with blood! Therefore, the imperial guards in the capital city can't be mobilized. The Qi cultivators in the Imperial Astronomer can't be mobilized. The Jianghu masters who rely on the imperial court can't be mobilized either! Mr. Yuan, is Tai 'an City going to burn the bridge after crossing the river again? Does the Zhao Family not want any face at all?! "
Song Keli lowered his head. "Mr. Yuan once taught me that serving the emperor as a subject is akin to burning a stick of incense for a Buddha. A new emperor brings in a new subject, and it's because the incense is broken."
Yuan Benxi, whose tongue was cut in half, looked calm. He put down the wine cup and said vaguely, "Yes and no. What I said earlier was only the way of being an official. But there's a more original way of being a person that can't be forgotten. Offering incense to the Emperor is actually a skill, not a Dao. Song Keli, your real Dao is to add oil to the world besides burning incense. This is the foundation that Grand Secretary Zhang Julu left for Liyang. As a counselor, I don't think I'm inferior to anyone. But as a subject, Zhang Julu is the first person to start a new era. You should learn from his Dao, not my skill. Otherwise, Song Keli would only be a Yin Maochun or Zhao Youling at best. What was the point of Yuan Benxi nurturing Song Keli? How will you stand out among your peers like Sun Yin in the future? "
Yuan Benxi looked at the twilight outside the pavilion and said with a smile, "The famous ministers and ministers of the Spring of Yong Hui are destined to leave their names in the annals of history. But for those of you who started during the Auspicious Talisman Era, perhaps your legacy in the annals of history will be better than that of those old people. That's because Yonghui has Zhang Julu who makes all the scholars in the world pale in comparison. Your generation is different. Chen Wang has the smooth and slick Fu Long, Sun Yin has the shrewd Tu Long, and you, Song Keli, have the fierce Lone Minister. Each of you has your own dazzling style. "
Song Keli didn't dare to raise his head to look at Mr. Yuan, who had accompanied him all over the country last year.
Yuan Benxi said in a low voice, "Various parties tried to rope you in, but I kept telling you to wait for the best offer. So last night, the Ceremony Directorate Chief Song Tanglu's disciple found you and gave you a verbal order. You don't have to feel guilty. If you can't wait to tell me about Yuan Benxi, then I will be disappointed. "
Song Keli suddenly looked up.
Yuan Benxi smiled indifferently and said softly, "He's here."
A person walked over from afar.
There was a strange snow-white long blade hanging from his waist.
Song Keli stood up and blocked the steps of the pavilion. The old man didn't seem to move, but Song Keli, who was skilled in martial arts, was thrown out of the pavilion.
After the old man sat down, Yuan Benxi put three wine cups on the table and gently pushed a clean cup in front of the old man.
Yuan Benxi smiled calmly and said, "Back then, I was curious as to why Mr. Qi would force his way through the gate of Tai 'an City. Later, I saw Xie Feiyu give me many authentic copies of Mr. Qi's calligraphy. In the early years, there were many' Chun 'characters, and in the later years, there were many' Sunian 'characters. Zhao Gou had tried to assassinate His Royal Highness sixteen times in Beiliang, and three of them were most regrettable because of Mr. Qi's interference. "
The old man didn't raise his cup to drink. Instead, he put the snow-white blade on the table and said, "This Old Man will still let people drink a few mouthfuls of Death Wine. Drink slowly."
Yuan Benxi raised his head and drank all the wine in his cup. "Since Mr. Qi has the intention to kill but doesn't have the intention to do so, why are you still pretending?"
Qi Lianhua sneered and said, "It turns out that Yuan Benxi is nothing more than this."
Yuan Benxi shook his head and said, "In life, some people are greedy for wine, and some people are greedy for life. It's human nature."
Qi Lianhua said, "Li Yishan and Nalan Youci, one helped Xu Xiao to conquer the Spring and Autumn Period, the other helped Zhao Bing to seize the world. This is the real world. As for Huang Longshi, you can't even compare with him. You, Yuan Benxi, have been guarding the world all your life. What's funny is that you haven't been able to guard it. The reason why I didn't kill you is that not killing you is better than killing you. "
Yuan Benxi mocked himself and said, "Mr. Qi, are you deliberately keeping me alive so that you can fight each other?"
Qi Lianhua stretched out a finger and tapped the snow-white blade made according to the earliest Xu Blade. "It's a good Xu Blade, but it's too boring to use it to behead a dog."
Yuan Benxi was unmoved and said with a smile, "Mr. Qi, since you didn't kill me, then I also have a word of advice. Killing me is just a small matter, but it's not easy to go to the city to find Emperor Zhao Zhuan. Compared to the former Emperor, the current Emperor is much more afraid of death. I believe that Hsu Fengnian would rather his grandfather return to Beiliang safely than to see you die heroically in Tai 'an City, even if the way you die can be called magnificent. Hsu Fengnian has finally made a clean end to his past life and future life. If you leave, it won't even be the icing on the cake, let alone providing timely help. "
Qi Lianhua was surprised and said, "You, Yuan Benxi, only have half of your tongue left. Not only can you speak, but you can also speak a few words?"
Yuan Benxi still looked happy and pointed to the wine pot. "For so many years, the wine pot of Huadiao Wine has always been filled with Beiliang Green Ant. Mr. Qi, are you sure you don't want to drink a cup?"
Qi Lianhua raised his cup and drank it. The old man got up and left the pavilion, but he left the blade and said, "You three emperors of Liyang have all wronged Xu Xiao."
Yuan Benxi watched the old man leave. After a long time, he nodded quietly.
Song Keli staggered into the pavilion with his hand on his chest. He was relieved to see Mr. Yuan safe and sound.
After Song Keli sat down, Yuan Benxi stood up and looked at the sky. He said sadly, "The sky is going to rain, and the mother is going to get married … But I don't want some things to happen just like that."
A smile appeared on Yuan Benxi's face. "Mr. Qi, I'm just saying good words when I'm about to die."
When Mr. Yuan turned to the stone table and held the cold blade, Song Keli suddenly had a bad feeling and his face turned pale.
Yuan Benxi looked into the distance. "It should be Song Tanglu waiting. Zhao Zhuan doesn't have the courage to do that."
Yuan Benxi withdrew his gaze and tossed a brocade pouch to Song Keli. "Tell that Head Seal Eunuch that if he wants to live longer and better than Han Shengxuan, let him see something like this."
Song Keli fidgeted as if he had received a hot potato. His eyes were bloodshot.
Yuan Benxi said sternly, "Song Keli, put away the brocade bag! Get up and take the blade! "
Song Keli stood up subconsciously, but he panicked and took a few steps back. He didn't look like a young phoenix of the Song family anymore.
Yuan Benxi took a step forward and handed him the cold blade.
Song Keli shook his head frantically.
The Master of Liyang rebuked him with a ferocious face. "If you don't kill Yuan Benxi, how can you stand by the emperor's side?"
Song Keli's face was full of tears. He kept repeating, "Mr. Qi, I won't kill you, Mr. Qi, I won't kill you …"
Yuan Benxi sighed and put the blade on the table. Then he turned his back to Song Keli and said calmly, "Heroes don't have freedom. If you don't kill me, I'll be a useless person. Even if I live a few more years, there will be no trace of me in the world. "
Yuan Benxi closed his eyes and said softly, "Song Keli, don't let me down."
Huang Longshi and Li Yishan, I'm one step behind you. Nalan Youci, I'm one step ahead of you.
Song Keli held the cold blade with trembling hands.
Yuan Benxi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the afterglow in the distant sky. The Emperor's tutor with a half-inch tongue opened his mouth and took a deep breath, as if he was borrowing the last breath of this world. He roared, "Take the head!"
Song Keli's face was full of pain. He raised the blade and chopped it down!
The head eunuch of the Ceremony Directorate, who wore a bright red python robe with a cold expression, leisurely walked to the bottom of the steps of the pavilion. He saw the young man, whose life had been full of misfortune, sitting on the ground in a daze. Blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and he held the head in his arms tightly.
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Outside Tai 'an City, the old man narrowed his eyes and looked at the towering city wall. He smiled. "I, Qi Lianhua, have always been ambitious but not capable. I've always wanted a lot of things. I wanted to surpass the ancients in calligraphy, I wanted the prosperity of my family, I wanted the longevity of Da Chu, and I wanted the well-being of the common people. But in the end, I achieved nothing."
The old man held his hands and sighed. "My last request is very small. I just want to be a senior who can let me have a clear conscience."
It was on this day that an unknown old man entered Tai 'an City and went straight to the Imperial Astronomer.
He killed all the Qi-trainers and eight hundred guards of the Imperial Astronomer.
This crazy old man didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. He only said one sentence to himself before he died. "Xiaonian, don't forget what grandpa said to you. Remember to believe in yourself and Beiliang with you! "
The old man's words were exactly the opposite of Yuan Benxi's unintentional words.
"When the time comes, heaven and earth will work together!"
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