"General, I just want to understand my life experience and never thought of becoming the king of Song."

Huan Changqian was very anxious, and he stood sideways between Mr. Song and the commander-in-law in white, and hurriedly explained.

Unexpectedly, the commander-in-chief in white who was very respectful to Huan Chang, frowned and said unhappily: "Duke Xiang left his order first. Since the lord is a descendant of Duke Xiang's direct descendant, he naturally must abide by this rule."

Mr. Song smiled bitterly and opened Huan Chang's body, and advised: "A Chang, the position of the king of Song belongs to you. Since you are back, I will naturally abdicate."

Looking at the performance of the two, Huan Chang felt very helpless.

He could only shake his head desperately, and then said seriously: "General, our lineage has been three hundred years since we left the Song State. Who else can remember the Huan lineage in the people of Song State?"

"If I were asked to inherit the position of monarch, I wouldn't say whether I have such ability or not, I'm afraid the people of Song would not agree."

"The most important thing is that the master entrusted Shujian Pavilion to me. I have already belonged to the world and it is impossible for me to join the temple to take charge of the Song State."

Huan Chang's words were very sincere, but they also had an unquestionable tone, which made the white-clothed commander frown even tighter.

In fact, if it were not for Duke Xiang's order, the commander-in-law would not have been so persistent.

Because Huan Chang was not born in a family of princes since childhood, and had not experienced training, he might not be able to be competent for the position of kings.

Just as Huan Chang was worried, although he was a descendant of Duke Xiang’s direct lineage, since the baby was taken away, this lineage had completely left the State of Song.

The baby had passed away for three hundred years. Although his bloodline had been passed down, it had long faded out of the people of Song.

Today, Duke Song is deeply supported by the people of the Song State. If he abdicated and gave way to the wise, it is probably not only the people who would not agree, but even the nobles and nobles who did not know the inside story would definitely oppose it fiercely.

After all, Commander-in-Clothing White was also a native of Song. Even though he had accepted the idea of ​​being loyal to Duke Xiang since childhood, he still hoped that the State of Song could become stronger.

He didn't want to see that the State of Song was in civil strife because of the replacement of the monarch.

What's more, Huan Chang is not only a descendant of Duke Xiang, but also a descendant of Shujian Pavilion.

After all, Shujian Pavilion is still a sect in the world, so it is very inappropriate to let the head of a sect take over the position of the king of Song.

Huan Chang observed his words and expressions, and when he saw the white-clothed commander's face showing a tangled look, he immediately felt secretly happy.

"Just just now, I heard the general and all the soldiers call me 'lord'. This title really makes me wonder. I wonder if the general can explain it?"

The title of "Lord" is extraordinary, which means that the White Commander-in-law and others recognize Huan Chang's leadership status, so that's why it is called this.

Huan Chang asked this, of course, to relieve his doubts, but it also meant to change the topic.

When the commander-in-law heard this, he immediately said seriously: "Song Renjun was formed by Duke Xiang and the founder of Shujian Pavilion. Although the former soldiers of Song Renjun have passed away, we are still loyal to Duke Xiang's descendants."

"The lord is not only a descendant of Duke Xiang who possesses the jade pendant of Huan's maritime, but also a descendant of Shujian Pavilion. Naturally, he can dispatch us at will."

"What's wrong with calling 'Master'?"

Huan Chang's expression moved slightly when he heard this.

"You mean that Song Renjun was not only formed by his ancestor Xianggong, but also the contribution of the founder of Shujian Pavilion?"

Huan Chang had never heard of this matter before, so he naturally became interested.

"Yes, and without the help of Shujiange, Song Renjun would not be able to fully exert his combat effectiveness."

Speaking of this, the commander-in-law immediately set his sight on Zhan Lu.

Feeling the white-clothed commander's sight, Huan Chang seemed to have some clarity and asked hurriedly: "Is there any connection between Zhan Lu and Song Renjun?"

The commander-in-law in white nodded heavily and said, "Since the lord is the descendant of Shujian Pavilion, he naturally knows that Zhanlu's sword is the sword of the benevolent."

"There happened to be a word 'Ren' in the Song Ren army, so there is naturally something in it. However, this place is not a place for conversation, so the lord should follow me into the village first."

Afterwards, the commander-in-law in white dispersed everyone and led Huan Chang, Song Gong and others to walk towards the village.

As for the golden armored guards, they were all stopped.

The buildings in the small mountain village are very simple, with farmlands and roads, and chickens and dogs heard from time to time. Huan often sees some elderly people, women, and children looking at his group curiously.

Facing those curious gazes, Huan Chang smiled and nodded.

Not long after, Huan Chang and others were introduced into a spacious stone house. After the commander in white, he was invited to serve melons and fruits and tea, he began to continue the previous topic.

"The State of Song established the country with benevolence, and it was precisely because of this concept that Duke Xiang governed the country, so that he could get the help of the founder of Shujiange."

"After the establishment of Song Renjun, of course, he also upheld the way of benevolence and righteousness. This is not only our belief, but also our source of strength."

Huan Chang listened to the white-clothed commander's talk and then learned some other past events.

When Duke Xiang of Song successively captured the sects in his territory, he not only relied on the power of the ancestor of Shujian Pavilion, but also played an indispensable role in Song Renjun.

However, Song Renjun established his army with benevolence, and what he did was naturally to uphold the way of benevolence and righteousness.

At that time, those sects were not killed, and this factor was not without them.

In fact, the Song Renjun, who built the army with benevolence and righteousness, was not suitable for taking the initiative to attack.

After the glorious Song Renjun all guarded next to the tomb of Duke Xiang, which did not help Song Dynasty openly expand its territory in all dynasties. This factor also occurred.

If Song Renjun really wants to do that, his faith will collapse and his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

When Mr. Song suddenly realized this, he felt a sudden realization, and his dissatisfaction with Song Renjun quickly disappeared.

If an enemy attacks, it is his duty to fight to defend his country. It does not violate the way of benevolence and righteousness, and does not conflict with their beliefs.

This is why they only help each time when foreign enemies invade Song State.

Otherwise, Song Renjun would not have been able to stick to his faith for three hundred years, nor would he continue to maintain such a strong combat power.

After talking about this factor, the white-clothed commander once again turned his eyes on Zhan Lu and said, "Zhan Lu is the sword of benevolence and righteousness, and Song Renjun is the army of benevolence and righteousness."

"If we waited in the war to defend our country, with the black light of Zhanlu swords, our combat power would soar quickly."

"This is also Song Renjun's biggest secret."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at Zhan Lu, and a look of surprise appeared in their eyes.
Chapter completed!