After killing King Huai with his own hands, he did not need to give orders for the subsequent house raids and arrests. The Xuanyi guards, who had long been accustomed to the task, began to run the house in an orderly manner.
They ransacked houses and moved money in the past two days, so much so that they felt like vomiting when they saw the money.
"Sir, everything should be fine next, right?" Lu Xiaofeng asked aloud.
Song Xuan nodded, "I've troubled you very much in the past few days. I'll give you a few days off and have a good rest."
Lu Xiaofeng smiled when he heard this, "You're welcome, sir. This is what you have to do. Since there's nothing else, Brother Hua and I will go have a drink first.
By the way, adults, do you want to come along? "
Song Xuan shook his head and said, "Let's wait another day. There are still many things to deal with in the Yamen. Let's get together again after this period of work is over."
Lu Xiaofeng did not continue the invitation.
He also knew that within a few days, adults had killed seven of the eight major families in Yangzhou, and even took the time to kill a prince. The follow-up matters to be sorted out would definitely be extremely complicated.
Leaving Prince Huai's Mansion, we came to Zuixian Tower.
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't wait to take out a piece of silver and slapped it on the table, "Waiter, serve the wine!"
After shouting, he leaned back comfortably on his chair and said with a smile: "I have seen more dead people these days than I did in the past thirty years when I traveled around the world. Our Lord is really a cruel person!"
As he said that, he looked at Hua Manlou, who looked calm, and said, "Brother Hua, you have always been kind-hearted and can't bear to see the suffering in the world. You must be very troubled in your heart when you are with such an adult, right?"
Hua Manlou raised his hand and opened the folding fan. He waved the fan and said with a smile: "Why are you so entangled? Your Excellency is indeed ruthless, but he does not kill innocent people indiscriminately. I only ask you, Xiao family, Should people like King Huai die?"
At this time, the waiter came up with two jars of wine. Lu Xiaofeng picked up a jar of wine and smelled it, then raised his head and drank seven or eight sips in a row.
"Comfortable!"
After burping from wine, Lu Xiaofeng laughed and said, "To be honest, those people really deserve to die. Death a hundred times would not be enough for the evil they did.
But there is probably no other person in the entire world who has the courage and means to compete with these wealthy families and even the royal family.
I think it will be very interesting to work with people like this in the next three years. "
Hua Manlou sighed worriedly, "Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? It's hard to say whether you can pass the imperial court.
Even if I am not interested in officialdom, I still know that what you have done has exposed the truth, and it is absolutely impossible for those wealthy interest groups to expose this matter easily! "
Lu Xiaofeng shrugged, "This is beyond our capabilities. If I am a person in the martial arts world, with my name as Lu Xiaofeng, people in the martial arts world may give me a favor.
But the affairs of the court are areas that we cannot intervene in. Whether the Lord can pass this test depends on whether his foundation in the imperial capital is strong enough! "
Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Your Excellency is not a reckless man who only knows how to kill people. I think he has already anticipated the consequences. Maybe our worries are just unnecessary."
"Come, drink!" Lu Xiaofeng said angrily: "Seeing those evil guys being executed makes me feel happy!"
Hua Manlou nodded, "Drink!"
...
On the way back, Song Qian was not in high spirits and felt a little dull.
"What, unhappy?"
Song Qian nodded dullly, "I managed to kill King Huai in two moves. Compared with you, I am too weak."
“It’s already pretty good!”
Song Xuankai explained: "How long have you broken through the Xiantian? A veteran Xiantian master like King Huai can't even make a few moves in your hands. It's him who should be depressed."
When he said this, Song Qian tilted her head and thought for a while, "That's right, hahaha, this heroine is indeed a genius. After I practice for a while, in the innate realm, you are the boss and I am the second child, let's walk sideways in the martial arts! "
Song Qian's happiness is that simple. She only needs a little guidance and she will enlighten herself. No matter how irritated and depressed she is, it will not affect her mood.
Song Xuan ignored the happy waiter and turned to look at Huang Rong, who didn't say a word along the way and seemed to be worried.
"Miss Huang, are you still feeling sad about your dead friend?"
"There are some." Huang Rong took a deep breath and said seriously: "Brother Song, I've disturbed you these days. Go back and clean up. I'm going back to Peach Blossom Island."
"It seems that you were really stimulated today!"
Song Xuan pondered for a moment and said: "But it's better to go back and practice hard with your father for a few years. With your qualifications and family background, there is no reason why you can't cultivate to the innate realm."
Huang Rong puffed up her cheeks subconsciously. How could this person be so honest and not even know how to say a word to save her?
Back at Qianhusuo Yamen, Song Xuan asked the chef to prepare a sumptuous dinner as a farewell to Huang Rong.
Song Qian was a little reluctant to leave. Huang Rong's clever and quirky temperament matched her carefree personality very well. The two of them had been getting along very happily. Now that the little sister was leaving, she felt a little sad.
"Xiao Ronger, when you get to Peach Blossom Island, remember to write to me!"
Song Xuan also gave instructions, "I see that you know a lot of things these days. I would like to advise you that human energy is limited. It is enough to be proficient in one or two martial arts. The main focus should be on cultivation."
If you can calm down, you should be able to break through the Xiantian realm in five years at most.
The world is huge, and there are many strong men in the martial arts world. I know that your Qing Gong is very good, but your cultivation level cannot be improved, and even your Qing Gong, no matter how powerful it is, will not be able to produce the desired effect. "
After hearing Song Xuan's instructions, Huang Rong felt inexplicably better.
This cold-faced god usually has a tepid temperament, but he didn't expect that he still cares about people today.
"Brother Song, Sister Xiaoqian, when I break through the innate realm in the future, will I still be able to come to you?"
"Okay!" Song Qian said happily: "When the time comes, the two of us sisters will travel around the world to fight for justice. I feel very happy just thinking about it."
Song Xuan pondered for a moment, "In a few years, I guess I won't be in Mingzhou anymore."
"It's okay." Perhaps because of drinking, Huang Rong's cheeks were a little red, "With your temperament of killing wherever you go, I should be able to find your address with just a little inquiry."
Song Xuan frowned slightly, "You may have some misunderstanding about me. I never like fighting, and I actually have no interest in killing.
The ones I killed deserved to die. "
"I know, I know, Brother Song, you are a good person. You are kind-hearted and don't care about the suffering in the world."
Song Xuan stopped talking, picked up the rice and ate it silently.
Huang Rong looked a little confused. They were having a good conversation just now. Why did they stop talking in the blink of an eye?
This cold-faced god has a really weird temperament.
I don’t know which blind girl will marry him in the future. Someone with this kind of temper must be difficult to serve, right?
