The old eunuch went away with the group of servants. Only Xiao Wu's family was left in Xiao Mansion, as well as those monks who Xiao Wu was familiar with.

Xiao Zicheng said to Quan Gon: "Go buy some white cloth incense candles, my Xiao Mansion, I want to do a funeral." Xiao Zicheng's voice has inexplicable pathos, but it also has composure and firmness.

Quan Gon hurriedly wiped his tears and said, "Old Xie, Grandpa Wei has bought some, it should be enough." ”

"Oh......" Xiao Zicheng responded, and then his voice finally showed some tiredness: "Buling Hall." ”

"Yes. Jeon replied.

Xiao Wu looked at Ape Zi and the other monks, whispered to them for help, and then was about to go with Quan Gon, but heard Xiao Zicheng say: "Wu'er, go to the study with your father." ”

"Hmm. Xiao Wu responded softly.

Xiao Zicheng paused slightly, and then took a big stride and walked towards the study.

Everything in the house is as usual, but it has just been renovated. Xiao Zicheng didn't squint and walked towards the location of the original study.

Standing in this familiar and unfamiliar study, the tables and books seem to be there, but they are no longer the ones that Xiao Zicheng saw at the beginning. The original picture of the mountain pine has also been replaced with a picture of the snow and the cold plum.

Xiao Zicheng stood in the study, looking up at the proud snow and cold plum quietly, quietly, silently, and motionless like a mountain.

Xiao Wu also stood quietly behind Xiao Zicheng, he felt that this man was just like what he felt when he first came here, unpredictable, but with a majestic momentum.

But at this time, there was a thick exhaustion in that momentum, with a certain suppressed fire. Yes, this man has a fire in his breast! At some point, he will let that fire burn.

After being silent for a long time, "Alas......" Xiao Zicheng's sigh came.

Xiao Wu looked up and saw an old man who turned around slowly with a haggard face. The old man's haggard appearance was not as thin as the emperor had been a few days ago, but as if he had drained all his spirits and spirits, and he was still holding on to the extreme.

Xiao Wu's eyes were red, Xiao Zicheng, he was old! He saw the feeling of being like an old father on the earth, but Xiao Zicheng here was obviously more than 20 years younger than the old father on the earth, and he was even more pampered.

Xiao Zicheng slowly sat at the table in the study, and his voice became hoarse and dry: "Wu'er, do you feel that your father has lost its human taste? Do you think that your father is a foolish and loyal person? Do you think that your father is ...... Cold-blooded and ruthless?"

Xiao Wu looked at Xiao Zicheng in surprise, looking at this person who had been as firm as a rock for several days, he shook his head slightly, trying to organize the language.

Xiao Zicheng showed a bitter smile: "Xiao Fang is dead." He's not like Jeongon, he's me, my playmate from the age of ......"

Two lines of tears welled up in Xiao Zicheng's eyes. Tears hit the table directly.

Xiao Wu wanted to step forward to support the old man, but he couldn't stop. He saw the stubbornness in the old man's eyes, and saw the persistence under the sadness.

"Xiao Mansion, up and down the Mansion, only a few of us survived. They all died because of me......" Although Xiao Zicheng had tears in his eyes, his voice was only hoarse, but there was no trembling.

Xiao Wu said softly: "Actually, they died more because of me. ”

Xiao Zicheng shook his head, "What does the world of monks have to do with mortals? Even if I want to blackmail you, I will arrest your mother and me." ”

Seeing that Xiao Wu was still talking, Xiao Zicheng waved his hand, "Listen to me!"

Xiao Wu nodded and said no more.

Xiao Zicheng reached out and grabbed the teacup and held it hard. The teacup was empty, and Xiao Zicheng just used this clenching action to settle his heart.

After a while, Xiao Zicheng took a deep breath and said slowly: "Wu'er, do you think that as a father, you are a cold-blooded person?"

Xiao Wu wanted to shake his head instinctively, but when he saw Xiao Zicheng looking at him steadily, he finally nodded slightly, and then said softly: "The emperor killed two hundred members of my Xiao family, but you want me to save him." ”

"Ah...... I know ......" Xiao Zicheng shook his head and said bitterly: "Even if all the people under me respect me, I don't want my son to hate me the most." ”

"The child doesn't dare. ”

"Don't you dare to hate me?" Xiao Zicheng looked out the window, his voice seemed distant, "Wu'er, what do you think, what is right and what is wrong?"

Xiao Wu pondered, and Xiao Zicheng asked again: "What do you think is a good person, and what is a bad person?"

This time, Xiao Wu didn't need to think about it, and said directly: "Those who help others are good people, and those who harm others are bad people." ”

Xiao Zicheng regained some composure and asked again, "Right or wrong?"

Xiao Wuluo pondered for a moment and said, "It's right to help people, and it's wrong to hurt people." ”

Xiao Zicheng nodded slightly, and sighed faintly again, "In the three hundred years of the Great Song Dynasty, my Xiao family received the emperor's favor and wanted to seize the emperor's authority for my father, do you think this is right or wrong?"

Seeing that Xiao Wu was about to answer, Xiao Zicheng continued to ask: "The emperor is the king of a country, guarding the ancestral inheritance, seeing that someone wants to take away his inheritance, is it right or wrong for him to save it?"

"But he can't kill those innocent people in my Xiao Mansion!" Xiao Wu said hurriedly.

Xiao Zicheng shook his head slightly, looked at the hanging white silk, and said leisurely: "Up and down the mansion, since they entered the door of the Xiao family, they have no innocent people, including you and me. ”

Xiao Zicheng turned to Xiao Wu, stared at him and said, "In this world, there is no right or wrong, only positions. ”

"But is there no other way?" Xiao Wu asked.

"Sakura" Xiao Zicheng nodded, "For example, my Xiao family raised troops and seized the Great Song Dynasty? For example, my Xiao Zicheng was framed by political enemies and died? Or, I united with all the ministers to break through the palace ban and put the emperor under house arrest? ”

Xiao Wu looked at Xiao Zicheng, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes, "Father, what do you want?"

Xiao Zicheng stood up, faced Xiao Wu, and said word by word: "I want to tell you, if more than 200 people die in my Xiao Mansion, I can make the Great Song Emperor give up the imperial power, and this is the most worthwhile thing! This is less sacrifice than any other way." Therefore, Xiao Fang died a well-deserved death! There are more than 200 people in my Xiao Mansion, and they died a well-deserved death!"

Xiao Wu stood up suddenly, "But they didn't have to die!"

"Then how many people will die for this thousand-year-old inheritance?"

"Whoever loves dies will die! What does it matter to me whether they die or not? But the people around me Xiao Wu just can't die!"

"If this Great Song Dynasty is to last for thousands of years, someone will inevitably die, then I, Xiao Zicheng, am willing to be the first! My Xiao Mansion is the group of people who should be sacrificed first!" Xiao Zicheng's beard trembled slightly, looking extremely excited.

"You can't die!" Xiao Wu said hurriedly, but he suddenly stopped, he remembered the story of his hometown. He looked at Xiao Zicheng, the man who had called his father for more than two years, and Xiao Wu had already seen the fire in his heart.

Xiao Wu looked at Xiao Zicheng steadily, and the two looked at each other, like fighting cocks.