Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 422
"My country of Song has ruled the country with benevolence since ancient times, but what the general did yesterday was so cruel and inhumane!"

A scholar in a green shirt suddenly put his wine glass on the table with an indignant look on his face.

"That's right. As an aristocrat with a long history, the Li family has not clearly raised the flag to rebel. Even if this is the case, according to the traditional laws of the Song Dynasty, the Li family cannot be completely exterminated."

"The general's actions like this are simply too extreme!"

The blue-shirted scholar on the opposite side echoed loudly, expressing his dissatisfaction with General Huan Chang.

The scholar in green shirt picked up the wine glass again, raised his head and drank the wine in it.

After drinking the wine in the glass, the scholar in green shirt didn't give up, he simply picked up the jug and poured the wine into his mouth, and actually drank the whole jug of wine.

"belch!"

After drinking, the scholar in green shirt hiccupped and his face turned red.

Obviously, the scholar in blue was a little drunk.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the scholar in green shirt slammed his fist on the table with his right hand, and then stood up abruptly.

"Benevolence is the soul of our country of Song. The general slaughtered the Li family. Such a brutal act is simply trampling on the spirit of our country of Song!"

"As a scholar, I know that what the general has done violates the rules of etiquette, but if I dare not speak up to speak out, it will make the general go further and further down the wrong path!"

The blue-shirted scholar was only talking softly with the blue-shirted scholar, but he didn't expect his companion to stand up suddenly and shout loudly in front of the crowd of drinkers, his face turned pale immediately.

"Brother Wang, you are drunk!"

The scholar in blue hurriedly stood up and tugged on Brother Wang's sleeve, trying to pull him back to his seat.

"I'm not drunk!"

Unexpectedly, Brother Wang was very strong, after being pulled by the blue-shirted scholar, he swung his sleeve robe suddenly, and unexpectedly threw the other party staggeringly, almost fell to the ground.

But at this time, the first floor of Zuixianlou, which was still a bit noisy, suddenly became completely quiet. Even the drunken drinkers did not continue shouting at this time, but instead turned their attention to the scholar in blue.

"Your Majesty, I don't know why, but he thinks so highly of that Young Master Huan."

"My opinion is that Young Master Huan is only young and has never been an official before. How can he be qualified to be a general?"

"Now Li's family is being slaughtered mercilessly, such a cruel and inhumane act is even more outrageous!"

The blue-shirted scholar unscrupulously attacked General Huan Chang, and the blue-shirted scholar's face became paler and paler.

"Brother Wang, keep silent!"

In desperation, the blue-shirted scholar had no choice but to remind Brother Wang again that he wanted to let the other party know that this is not a place to talk about generals.

"If you feel unhappy, you should spit it out!"

"Since I am a scholar of the Song Dynasty, the rise and fall of the country is closely related to us, how can I not dare to speak up for the sake of protecting myself because I am afraid of the power of Prince Huan?"

"Brother Liu, if you are afraid of being implicated by this subordinate, you can just separate yourself from him!"

The blue-shirted scholar glared angrily, and sternly asked the blue-shirted scholar.

Hearing this, the blue-shirted scholar had a look of shame on his face, but in the end he didn't separate himself from the blue-shirted scholar, just sat on the chair with a wry smile.

"boom!"

Just when the scholar in green was about to attack Huan Chang, Liu Sandao, who was dressed in green, suddenly made a sound, pulled out his long knife and smashed the chair to pieces.

"A daring lunatic, dare to talk about the general here. Could it be that you are also the Li family's rebel party?"

The Lord humiliates the minister to death.

Since Liu Sandao had defected to Huanchang, he naturally had to think about Huanchang's reputation, and would not just watch the scholar in green gowns slander his lord in public.

At this time, Liu Sandao was full of murderous aura, and the aura of a warrior in the peak realm released a little bit, covering the scholar in blue.

The scholar in blue suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

"Guest officer, guest officer, please don't do anything here!"

Xiao Er, who brought drinks for Huan Chang and others, watched Liu Sandao fiercely cut the chair into two pieces, and pointed his long knife at the scholar in green shirt, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

"Humph!"

Liu Sandao didn't intend to give Xiaoer face at first, and wanted to go up to teach the scholar in blue shirt directly, but when he saw Huan Chang's wink, he immediately snorted at the scholar in blue shirt, and then moved a chair to sit on go up.

"My friend has a hot temper. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me."

"This is the compensation for breaking the chair, is it enough or not?"

Huan Chang took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom, handed it to Xiaoer, and said apologetically.

Xiao Er took the broken silver, nodded hurriedly like a chicken pecking at rice, and then put the teapot on the table in front of Huan Chang, not intending to trouble Liu Sandao at all.

Although the behind-the-scenes shopkeeper of Zuixianlou is quite capable in Shangqiu City, Shangqiu is the capital of the Song Dynasty after all, and there are dragons and crouching tigers hidden in the capital, and there are no ordinary people who have the financial resources to spend in Zuixianlou.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, Zuixianlou will never embarrass the guests.

After Xiao Er put down the teapot, he moved the broken chair away.

"Whirring whirring!"

It wasn't until Xiaoer left with the broken chair that the scholar in blue came back from his fear, and then began to pant heavily, with a frightened expression on his face.

Liu Sandao's martial arts had already reached the peak of entering the house, and he was still a leader in this realm. Even ordinary martial artists in the entering room could not bear it at all after being enveloped by Liu Sandao's aura, let alone those who could only reach the stage of ascending. He is a scholar in green shirts in the Tang realm.

If Liu Sandao hadn't erupted with full power just now, I'm afraid the scholar in green shirt would have been oppressed to death by his aura.

Even so, the scholar in green shirt is now dripping with cold sweat, feeling his whole body is exhausted.

"You, you, you brave warrior, how dare you attack me in Shangqiu City!"

After a full cup of tea, the scholar in blue came out of the frightened mood, and then glared at Liu Sandao.

Song Dynasty emphasized culture over martial arts, and the status of warriors in Shangqiu City was far lower than that of literati. Even if the scholar in blue was not a famous Confucian, facing Liu Sandao, a warrior, he still had a sense of superiority that belonged to literati.

Liu Sandao, who just sat down, heard the words of the scholar in blue, his eyes flickered with coldness, and he was about to attack again.

Although Liu Sandao has high martial arts skills, he also has the heart of serving the country. The reason why he didn't defect to the government before may not be due to the fact that the Song Dynasty valued literature over martial arts.

Therefore, Liu Sandao was naturally furious when he saw a mere scholar in front of him who dared to challenge him.

However, just when Liu Sandao was about to attack, Huan Chang grabbed him.

Huan Chang stood up and walked slowly towards the scholar in blue, with a look of no wave on his face.

When he came to the scholar in green shirt, Huan Chang didn't speak immediately, but just stared at him lightly, and his aura as a superior was naturally released.

"You, you, what do you want?"

The scholar in green shirt felt a strong sense of oppression, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back, stammering.

　Updates will resume tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)