Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"Then we will go to the General's Mansion together."

"Okay, sister Li Ge, let's take our leave first." Zhuang Diemeng turned around and saluted Li Ge.

"Well, Sister Zhuang, come and see Li Ge when you have time. Li Ge has some good tea for Sister Zhuang."

"Definitely." Zhuang Diemeng smiled and waved her hand, and then left Cuiyuan Tower with Ci Song.

Li Ge looked at the departing figures of Zhuang Diemeng and Ci Song, sighed slightly, and murmured to himself: "When will I be able to dissolve the spell on my body? I also want to be like Zhuang Diemeng, Free and easy.”

After that, she opened the letter and read it before returning to her residence.

Shortly after Ci Song and others left, the news of Wei Ling's death spread throughout half of Zhongzhou City. In the Wei Mansion, Mr. Wei was drinking tea in the study. He didn't know what was happening outside. , at this time, he was listening to the butler talking about some insignificant things. "Master, something bad is going to happen. Something is going to go wrong."

At this moment, a servant ran in in a panic, rolling and crawling and kneeling in front of Mr. Wei. "How can you be so flustered? What happened? Is the sky falling?"

When Mr. Wei saw this, he immediately frowned. He looked at the servant with some displeasure and asked. "Master, something big happened. Something big happened. Young Master, he was killed." "What? Tell me clearly, Wei Ling was killed? What on earth is going on?"

Hearing this, Mr. Wei's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at the servant in disbelief and asked sternly. "The younger one doesn't know. I just heard from people outside that the eldest son was killed by Crown Prince Yingtian and died in Cuiyuan Tower." "Prince Yingtian? Why did he kill my grandson? "

Mr. Wei's first reaction was disbelief. He had taught Wei Ling not to provoke Yingtian. Wei Ling was also very obedient and had never had a direct conflict with him, so the head servant said that his grandson died at the hands of Yingtian. , in his opinion, it is simply impossible to happen.

As for Yingtian killing his own grandson in order to help Xu Shaocong, there is no possibility. Even if the two have been close since childhood, Yingtian cannot ignore the royal laws and act wantonly just for an affair. Killing others is not in line with Yingtian's character.

"I don't know, but today the eldest son brought a group of retainers from the palace to Cuiyuan Tower. They originally wanted to settle accounts with Ci Song, but for some reason, the eldest son was killed by Crown Prince Yingtian."

After hearing the name "Ci Song", Mr. Wei's heart skipped a beat, and an uneasy premonition suddenly emerged in his heart. "Why did the eldest son go to Cuiyuan Tower to find Ci Song?" Mr. Wei asked.

"Is such that."

The butler on the side told Mr. Wei everything about what happened today. After hearing this, Mr. Wei showed a trace of confusion on his face.

"Ci Song and Xu Shaocong are just fair-weather friends. Why would he help Xu Shaocong stand out?"

In Mr. Wei's view, there is no real friendship between dandies at all, and the relationship between them cannot withstand any test, so he doesn't understand why Ci Song would risk offending the entire Wei family to help Xu Shaocong.

At this moment, a group of government officials from Zhongzhou Prefecture walked into the courtyard.

"Doctor Wei, please go to our government office and claim the body of Mr. Wei Ling." The leader of the government officials spoke first.

Mr. Wei felt like he was struck by lightning when he heard this. He didn't say anything more. He stood up and walked directly out. At this time, he didn't care much anymore and hurriedly led people to the government office. When he rushed to the morgue of the government office and saw Wei Ling's obese body, his face turned extremely pale. He stroked Wei Ling's cold face with trembling hands, his eyes filled with disbelief. .

"Ling'er, Ling'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare grandpa."

Mr. Wei tried to help Wei Ling up with trembling hands, but he found that Wei Ling's neck had been twisted. At this moment, even if Kong Sheng came in person, he would not be able to save him.

"No, that's not true, that's not true."

Mr. Wei murmured to himself, his face turned pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief. He could not accept the fact that his grandson, whom he had loved for many years, left him like this.

"Asshole, how did you protect Ling'er? Why did Ling'er die here?"

When Mr. Wei heard this, he immediately became angry. He turned to look at the servants behind him and asked sternly.

"We don't know either. The eldest master won't let us follow him, and we don't know what happened."

When the servants saw this, they immediately knelt on the ground. They lowered their heads and did not dare to look into Mr. Wei's eyes.

"Master, please forgive me and accept the change. The most important thing now is how to avenge the eldest son." Seeing this, the butler on the side quickly stepped forward to comfort him.

"Revenge? How to take revenge? The Crown Prince Yingtian is a member of the royal family, so we can't touch him at all."

When Mr. Wei heard this, he immediately stopped crying. He looked at the housekeeper with a bitter look on his face and said helplessly.

"But the eldest son can't die in vain like this. If he knew something, he wouldn't rest in peace." Upon hearing this, the housekeeper immediately knelt in front of Mr. Wei and said with a look of sorrow and indignation.

"Well, of course I know that Ling'er can't just die like this, but now we can't touch Yingtian at all, and it's Ling'er's own fault for this. He was the one who provoked Ci Song first, and that led to the fatal disaster. "

As Grandpa Wei spoke, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he said, "However, Ci Song must also die. If we don't kill him, how can our Wei family keep its face?"

"Master, now the national war is imminent, if we..."

The housekeeper wanted to say something after hearing this, but was interrupted by Grandpa Wei, "What a mess of national war, it's not as good as my grandson's. You immediately contact the two priests in the mansion and ask them to kill Ci Song for me."

Grandpa Wei's face showed a sinister look, "If Ci Qibai stops him, let the two priests kill him as well."

After hearing what Grandpa Wei said, the housekeeper couldn't help but tremble all over. He looked up at Grandpa Wei and found that Grandpa Wei's face was full of determination, and he didn't seem to be joking at all. "Yes, I'll do it right away."

The housekeeper didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly turned around and left the morgue to contact the priests in the mansion.

Grandpa Wei stood in the morgue, looking at Wei Ling's cold body, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

"Ling'er, don't worry, Grandpa will definitely avenge you. Let Ci Song be buried with you first. As for Ying Tian, ​​although Grandpa can't touch him now, Grandpa promises that he will use his head to commemorate you in the future."

"Master, this matter may be related to Ci Song." At this time, a retainer of the Wei family walked to Grandpa Wei and whispered.

"Ci Song? Why did he want to kill my grandson?"

When Grandpa Wei heard this, he frowned immediately. He turned his head to look at the retainer and asked in a deep voice.