Liu walked out of the small room behind the left wall of Ningguo Hall, waved his hand and said to the ministers: "My lords, please step aside first, and I will allow you to have a few words with His Highness the King of Shu alone."

After all the civil and military officials left, only the King of Song, the King of Shu and dozens of Song guards were left in the hall.

Liu saluted Wu Xie, who was once again trapped in the iron cage, and said: "Your Highness, King of Shu, I am not good at martial arts. If I don't use such 'deviant' methods, how can I capture you?"

At the court meeting just now, hundreds of officials were debating whether His Highness the King of Shu should be killed. Although I didn't say a word, I always stood on the side of "not killing you". And no matter how many times you come to assassinate me, unless I am killed by you

If you die, otherwise I will let you go every time. Maybe after I save you a hundred and eighty times, your life will be worth the lives of the royal family members of the Shu Kingdom who died under my order, and you will no longer hold grudges.

I am a widower.

I'm not good at martial arts, but my heretical skills are very powerful. His Highness, King of Shu, probably won't be able to kill me within a hundred and eighty times. Do you really have to try a hundred and eighty times until the number of times I can save you is enough?

The lives of all your relatives? By then, my sins will be washed away, and they will be washed away by you.

If you use your hatred to resolve the sins of others, aren't you helping others? If His Royal Highness the King of Shu really has such a chivalrous heart of repaying evil with kindness, he would be incomparable to a saint.

But what's the use of all your efforts to resolve my sins? The Rong people are still recuperating outside the pass, and they can come back at any time to slaughter all corners of the country. At this time, you are obsessed with assassinating me, but you ignore the enemy. Then I don't know,

Are you a 'saint' who repays evil with kindness, or a 'fool' who puts the cart before the horse?

Yesterday, I have offered you a plan to relieve the depression in your heart. I am not your counselor, and I don’t have much time to waste words with you. Just think about it in this black iron cage!"

After Liu said that, he turned around and left.

The King of Shu said angrily: "Son, don't leave! You haven't told me yet, what's the second reason for not killing me!"

Liu walked out of Ningguo Hall without looking back, and ordered the guards: "You don't have to stay here."

The guards exited the hall and closed the door, leaving the King of Shu alone to think in the iron cage of the empty hall. The King of Shu was depressed and irritable, and he naturally could not see Liu practicing his sword outside the hall through the gilded nanmu door.

As winter turns to spring, under the warm sun, Liu practices swordsmanship moves, which are exactly what the King of Shu had just used: Snake across the world, Wild cranes in idle clouds, Envy of fish in the abyss, Wu rat with poor skills, small test of sledgehammer and Crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

The Song Dynasty was adept at martial arts, and all the princes of the Song Dynasty had to practice martial arts from an early age. Liu ascended the throne as King of Song when he was less than four years old. Of course, he was more diligent in studying literature and martial arts than the ordinary Song Dynasty princes. Liu had worshiped hundreds of masters since he was a child, and had learned a thousand tricks.

Sword. Although there is no famous master here, it has laid a very solid foundation for him.

For Liu, the secret of practicing martial arts is the same as practicing literature and learning the piano. In short, it is the "snowball" method that his father told him when he was a child: "Son, you see, as long as it snows

Once the ball is big enough, it will not be difficult to add new snow and roll out a bigger snowball."

This was the only sentence that impressed him deeply in his vague memory of King Huai of Song Dynasty.

Therefore, I read thousands of volumes just for one glance and ten lines. I played thousands of tunes on the piano just for the sake of touching the strings and forming a song. I worshiped hundreds of masters just for the sake of quickly mastering the superior martial arts moves when I get a glimpse of them.

However, in just two days, Liu had already mastered twelve of the eighteen Wuyi sword moves.

While practicing his sword, he secretly marveled: "It turns out that there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in all directions, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Although I am the king of the Song Dynasty who is above ten thousand people, I still need to work hard to make up for my shortcomings. There is no limit to learning, and there is no limit to practice.

There is no end.”

…

The sunset was setting, and no one held a lamp in the Ningguo Hall. In the dark and empty hall, the only thing that could be heard was the "gurgling" of King Wu Xie's stomach.

Wu Xie was depressed and helpless when the door of Ningguo Hall suddenly opened a crack. Two men in black quickly ran in through the crack in the door, walked to the iron cage, and saluted quietly: "Your Highness! Qingyu, Yi Feng save me."

You’re late!”

Wu Xie stood up and whispered: "Why are you here? I didn't let you come! Leave quickly to avoid being caught!"

Qingyu said: "Don't worry, Your Highness, Qiongyun and Wangyan will be waiting outside the palace, and nothing will happen to us."

Wu Xie pointed to the dragon chair: "Go and see how to open the mechanism on the left side of the dragon chair."

Qingyu and Yifeng could not light the lamp for fear of attracting the Song Palace guards, so they could only explore in the darkness where the mechanism of the black iron cage was.

The two of them had never come into contact with hidden weapons and felt that they had no idea how to do it. When they were at their wits' end, the door of the main hall opened again. The two of them hurriedly hid behind the dragon chair and planned to listen to what happened quietly, but they heard the voice of a woman who was very familiar.

: "Your Highness, King of Shu, Shu'er will let you go right now."

Qingyu and Yifeng felt relieved when they heard it was Shu'er, but they remained silent. After all, there were rumors that Shu'er was the King of Song's man, so they had to be on guard.

The King of Shu's voice was low, but he was filled with anger: "Little slut, how dare you come to die? This is not the first time you have betrayed your husband! How on earth did your eldest nephew feel sorry for you? His bones were not cold, but you climbed up again

The turtle son, Little Song King, is lying on the bed! How can you be so shameless? It is really bad luck for eight lifetimes for my eldest nephew to marry such a beautiful woman like you! You disappear from my eyes quickly, otherwise I will kill Little Song King before I can.

you!"

Shu'er said calmly: "Your Highness, King of Shu, if I had not followed King Song back to the Jade Capital, who would have been able to save you today? King Song did not kill you yesterday, and he had already withstood the criticism of the entire Song Kingdom. He is the king of a country, and time has passed.

He is limited, and his patience is also limited. He cannot always put himself in danger. Yesterday he was able to let you go immediately, but today he locked you up for a whole day without taking any action. This proves that his heart has been shaken. It is difficult for a king to do so.

Who can guarantee that he will not listen to those courtiers and chop you down tomorrow morning? Is it worth it for you to die in an iron cage in agony?"

The King of Shu sighed and stopped talking.

Qingyu and Yifeng immediately walked out from behind the dragon chair, stepped forward and saluted Shu'er: "My lord!"

Shu'er also returned the greeting to the two of them: "Brother Qingyu, brother Yifeng, long time no see!"

Yifeng asked: "Master, do you know how to raise this iron cage?"

Shu'er said: "I don't know, but I can give it a try."

The three of them walked back to the dragon chair. Shu'er touched the left side of the dragon chair in the dark and found the machine. When he turned it, he felt that it felt familiar to his hands. It was the same as a machine in the ancient tomb of King Zhou on Xuanji Island.

The brackets are very similar.

Shu'er followed the opening technique that Zhuge Congrong taught her in the ancient tomb, and attached her ears to the dragon chair. While listening, she continued to rotate the machine until the sound of the rotation changed slightly. She immediately stopped and vigorously turned the knob.

As soon as you press it in, the black iron sky cage slowly rises.

The King of Shu angrily left the Ningguo Palace, followed closely by Qingyu and Yifeng. Qingyu and Yifeng said in unison without looking back: "Lord, take care!"

In the blink of an eye, Shu'er was the only one left in the empty hall.
Chapter completed!