Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

There was finally a smile on Shidao Zhong's very old face:

"Yes, but in my opinion, that girl is not very skilled in martial arts and has little prestige."

"As for virtue, there is no mention of it."

"If that's the case, then how can Lin, a top-notch martial artist, be willing to let him do what he wants?"

"Brother, tell me, is it right or wrong?"

The grower slowly stroked the gray beard on his chin.

As he nodded frequently, his eyes suddenly lit up:

"Brother, do you mean that the so-called five hundred pro-army soldiers were not appointed intentionally by Xiao Jin?"

"There must be another force behind it?"

Master Zhong sighed deeply:

"It should be so."

"If not, this matter is really difficult to explain."

"But I can't infer here whether Xiao Jin and the person behind it are of the same mind, or whether the person behind it is deliberately taking advantage of Xiao Jin."

"In order to achieve some ulterior secrets."

Master Zhong slowly sat down on a chair next to him. When he picked up the tea bowl in front of him, a thought suddenly popped out of his heart:

"We can make a hypothesis, if the person behind it is of the same mind as Xiao Jin."

"Then who is this person?"

"Is it Xiao Jin's husband, or a colleague in the court who has the same political views as our two brothers?"

After listening to his brother's analysis, Master Zhong immediately smiled bitterly:

"Anyone who agrees with our brothers' political views are the senior officers in the imperial court."

"And what about the old officers?"

"Except for those who have retired to seclusion, it seems that their official ranks are extremely low at present."

"No matter which party, it seems impossible to organize such a force."

"But what if it's Xiaojin's husband?"

"Based on that child's temperament, how could he not show it off after meeting his father?"

"It is clear that these two speculations are unlikely."

Hearing his brother's analysis, the cultivator couldn't help but nodded:

"If it wasn't like this, it must have been the young lady who was bewitched by others, so that's why she did this."

"As for the five hundred personal guards sent here, they are definitely not good people."

"As for its purpose..."

"Perhaps, he just wants the lives of our two old men."

As soon as Master Zhong finished speaking, Master Zhong suddenly clenched his fists.

At that moment, his eye circles suddenly turned red.

Even his voice when speaking was a little hoarse:

"I originally thought that the reason why our Great Song Dynasty Hall is in such chaos is simply because those rebellious officials formed a clique for personal gain and deceived Sheng Cong."

"But looking at it now, it also made me understand a truth."

"That is, if the Lord has clear eyes and ears, acts decisively, and is wise and wise."

"How can we let those treacherous ministers deceive us in every possible way?"

"Perhaps from the very beginning, our court has been rotten from the very foundation."

"And those treacherous ministers headed by Cai Jing are just some moths on this big tree that has been hollowed out."

"It seems like the culprit, but in fact it's just the icing on the cake."

After Master Zhong said these words, the whole tent suddenly fell silent.

I don’t know how long it took before the teacher said with a helpless expression:

"Brother, what should we do now?"

"Are we supposed to help the already hopeless imperial court to eliminate bandits?"

Zhong Shidao did not directly reply to his brother's words, but with a twist of his wrist, he slowly pulled out the sword at his waist from its scabbard.

Although this sword does not have any fancy decoration.

But that awe-inspiring sword edge can pierce the person's eyes and cause pain.

Just touch it with your finger, and you can hear the buzzing sword sound immediately:

"Brother, do you still remember?"

"Brother, who gave this sword to me?"

Master Zhong looked at his brother blankly, paused for a long time, and then replied:

"of course I remember."

"This sword was a gift from my father."

Zhong Shidao used his calloused right hand to rub the blade of the sword over and over again.

The look in his eyes is as if he is appreciating a very cherished thing:

"Then do you ever know who gave it to our father in the first place?"

The master was stunned for a while.

A few rays of excitement gradually appeared on his face:

"I remember."

"This thing was a gift from the former Zhao Taizu."

"The purpose is to commend our Zhong family for their unparalleled military exploits for the foundation of the Song Dynasty."

Zhong Shidao suddenly touched the ground with the tip of his sword.

Then the body slowly stood up from the side of the handsome case:

"I think back then, my father used this sword to cut off the heads of countless alien bandits."

"With its bravery and momentum, almost no one in the world dares to compete with it."

"But now?"

"The blade of my father's sword will soon fall on one of our own heads!"

As Master Zhong was talking, he suddenly laughed wildly:

"Hahaha……"

"Suppress bandits?"

"Without the various perverse actions of the Song Dynasty court, how could thieves and bandits be rampant in our territory of the Song Dynasty?"

"Brother, in my opinion, the people this sword should kill most are not the so-called thieves, but the treacherous and evil party members in the imperial court!"

"Without them, how could the current Song Dynasty be like this?"

"Hate, hate!"

"I only regret that I, the general holding the sword of my ancestors, do not have that ability, that I do not have the ability to kill the evildoers in the court and restore a peaceful and prosperous age to the people of Li."

"Today, I can only help the abuser and be forced to do such stupid things!"

When Master Zhong finished speaking these words, his originally bright eyes had already turned red.

Suddenly when he looked at his brother, a deep sense of sadness suddenly welled up from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm sorry for my ancestors, and I'm even more sorry for Mr. Zhao who gave us this sword in the first place!"

While Zhong Shidao was talking, the old general, who was nearly seventy years old, unexpectedly burst into tears right there.

Zhong Shidao's cry made his younger brother Zhong Shizhong feel a little at a loss.

Because since the death of their father, the younger brother among the cultivators has never seen his brother shed a tear.

Even when his sister-in-law passed away, he didn't see his brother shed a single tear.

He is truly a tough guy like steel.

But he never imagined that today, all these things would crush his brother who was as strong as steel.

He could no longer bear all the grievances and helplessness in his heart, and at this moment, he burst out and burst into tears.