Chapter 1767: You, that spy!

Although I knew it was him, I really couldn't help aggravating my heartbeat when I saw him standing at the door. But Han Zitong's situation was obviously worse than mine. Her blood on her face faded, especially when she saw the situation outside. The guards guarding both sides of the yard had all been stopped by Song Xuan's soldiers!
The cold wind whistled and poured in, and I could clearly see the warmth on her mouth, and her lips trembling.
"you you……"
Song Xuan's eyes also seemed to be stained with chill from outside, and he condensed into ice. He stepped in, looked at the people in the room, and said, "How about you?"
Xie Yi didn't hold the sword handle with one hand like he did, and his sword was still on the table. At this time, he didn't even want to reach for it. Instead, he looked at him calmly: "What is Song Gongzi doing here? ? "
He did not wait for Song Xuan to answer, and said to himself: "This is the resting place of the son, if you go back and forth, there is a son here; if the son cannot be a director, there is also Xia and Ms. Zitong."
"..."
"Gongzi Song said, what do we mean?"
The cold wind had blown away the warmth condensed in the room, but at this time, I still couldn't bear the cold sweat, and slowly supported the mattress under me with one hand, and the sweat soaked in.
Actually, I haven't been sure until now, whether what I think is true.
Does what I do come true.
But I can be sure that Song Xuan was indeed the person who transported grain and grass to the city during the First World War, and he was indeed the enemy of Pei Yuanxiu going north this time. At this time, Pei Yuanxiu's illness was indeed his best chance. Can be destroyed in one fell swoop.
This kind of thing once and for all, anyone will want to do it.
I heard Song Xuan sneer and said, "It's rare that Mr. Xie can still be so calm. It is indeed a son-in-law's henchman."
Xie Yan also sneered: "The son Song is very important. Since the son arrived in Cangzhou, he is also very heartfelt towards your Song family and has brought Song Son along with him. Now he is directly approaching Beijing Master, Song Son is more likely to stand You will become the founding father of the nation after you have made a living, don't you think Song Song is a confidant? "
"..."
Song Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him without speaking.
And Xie continued to say, "However, the son believes you so much, why now that the son has not recovered from the illness, but you have brought your people into the place where the son rests. Why is this?"
Listening to his words, the several vice generals standing behind Song Xuan were very blaze, and came directly to say: "Person, you don't have to listen to him here to quibble!"
"That's it, it's already like that, but what about us!"
"Why do we still make wedding clothes for others!"
The words of those people came down, and the soldiers behind were excited. Many of them simply pulled out the swords around their waists and waved them, shouting, "Yes! Nonsense!"
"We kill in!"
For a time, countless swords fluttered in the air, shaking their eyes in a cold light.
Han Zitong's eyes were dazzled. At this time, she was nervous enough to breathe quickly. She stood up and gritted her teeth to calm herself, but when she opened her mouth, the trembling voice still betrayed her. "You, What the are you doing? "
She said, looking up at Song Xuan: "You, it really is you."
"..."
"You, that spy!"
When Song Xuan heard this sentence, he narrowed his eyes slightly. I seemed to feel a little light flashing in his narrowed eyes, but because he was standing at the door, all the sunlight was blocked by him. , So the face is also covered with heavy shadows, which cannot be seen clearly.
He said, "You said, I am-treacherous, fine?"
These two words he exaggerated a little, and also raised the pitch. Those people behind him were already filled with indignation. At this time, when they heard the word "spite", they were even more furious, and some of them who had been unable to hold back had to rush in. , Shouted, "Oh, blood spit!"
"My son, let's just talk to them!"
"Why suffer such birdishness!"
As soon as Song Xuan raised his hand, he stopped them from speaking, and then slowly raised his head to stare at Han Zitong: "Miss Han said, am I a spy?"
He stepped forward, almost approaching Zitong Han: "Am I a spy?"
I do n’t know if it was the coldness brought by his armor or the murderous gas that was sent out by the warrior on his body. Han Zitong became even more difficult to breathe, but Xie Yi stepped forward two steps and stopped in front of Han Zitong. "Song Son, since you have brought your people to chaos, is there anything else you dare not admit?"
Song Xuan looked up at him and suddenly sneered: "So, this is your conspiracy?"
Xie Yan frowned slightly: "Conspiracy?"
Song Xuan sneered: "Mr. Xie, since you dare to do it, you must dare to do it. Yes, I am here to bring people and horses, but I am here to be fair; Mr. Xie, if you want to catch any spies, then it is bright Catch, send some people to the barracks who want to arrest me, but also want to house me, forcing me to come and start, and then put a spy hat on my head, aren't you afraid of disobedience like this? ? "
"The one holding you? House arrest?"
Xie Yan frowned as soon as he heard this.
Han Zitong on the side also froze and turned to look at Xie Ye: "You, do you really do this?"
If that's the case, then it's not about arresting spies, but forcing them back.
Xie An murmured: "Impossible, I didn't give her such an order."
Song Xuan sneered again: "Mr. Xie don't refuse to admit it, everyone brought me. If you think I'm framed you, we might as well face each other!"
After that, he waved, "Bring people up!"
Xie Ye heard that he brought everyone with an incredible expression on his face.
Immediately, there was a mess in the garden, and several soldiers actually came over with a few people. They were all dressed as guards, all of them were unarmored, their hands were tied behind them, and they stumbled to the steps. He fell to the ground and looked very embarrassed.
When Xie Yi saw them, the look on his face was even stranger.
Song Xuanrong said coldly, "Mr. Xie, Miss Han, isn't this the person you sent to the barracks. What's the matter, you may wish to ask yourself."
As soon as the voice fell, his eyes flashed a little bit colder, the hand holding the hilt was even harder, and the knuckles were rattling: "But I have to make it clear first, if there are still people who dare to plunder the frame, I ’m Song Xuan today, I ’m afraid I wo n’t recognize anyone!