"Rendaoyan, do you want your family to be doomed?"

The cloak was finally lifted up, revealing Rendaoyan's slightly pale face. He seemed calm and said to Lee Byegan: "Well, are you okay?"

Li Binggan's chest was fluctuating, and he was frightened by Rendaoyan's calm reaction. Did he really think that after he defected to the State of Song, he really thought that he had a strong backer and could do whatever he wanted?

However, Rendaoyan's words "King" shattered all Li Binggan's dissatisfaction, leaving only a terrified refusal: "Don't frame me!"

It makes sense for Li Binggan to say this. Although Xixia was founded for fifty years, the monarch of Xixia always called himself a king, not an emperor. The difference in this word really shows the weakness of Xixia. A small country has few people, and is still sandwiched between the two eastern hegemons of the Song Dynasty and the Liao Kingdom. How dare you be called together with these two behemoths?

In fact, the monarch of Xixia has always accepted the title of the Emperor of Liao.

In other words, the monarch of Xixia ascended the throne in this country does not count, and must be recognized by the Liao Kingdom before the letter of nationality will be issued.

This lowered the status of Xixia to a higher level.

As for the Song Dynasty, both countries have shown real fire, and there is no sign of easing. Whether the King of Xixia was recognized by the Song Dynasty is no longer meaningful.

The king is the honorable title given to him by the monarch of the Western Xia.

Rendaoyan called Li Binggan the king, and he also hid needles in the cotton, which made Li Binggan feel uncomfortable.

But Li Binggan immediately saw that his subordinates were killed by Li Kui and were still in the pit. Thinking of his situation, perhaps life and death were also between the two. He immediately sat on the ground in a short breath, looked up at the direction of Xixia, and brewed in his heart for a long time, wanting to sing a song from Xixia to end his life.

He wanted to survive, but he was even more reluctant to betray the royal family.

Li Binggan is different from Ren Duoyan, with more noble blood flowing in his body.

But when he was brewing for a long time and was about to sing in a low voice, he heard an annoying voice saying, "How about this guy still thinks he is the prince? Tell you, this is in the territory of the Song Dynasty, and even the emperor of Xixia must kneel down."

As he spoke, a rope was put on Li Binggan's neck, like a stubborn ram with his head. The more he resisted, the tighter the rope was put on his neck.

When he was pulled down in front of Li Kui, Li Binggan covered his neck with both hands, opened his mouth and rolled his eyes.

"Luda, you stupid guy, this guy can't die."

Li Binggan was not grateful when he heard someone speak for him, but he would rather die than die. To be alive, he could only be humiliated?

The people below found a stool for Li Kui, so that he could be as powerful as a master to enter the church. At the same time, he was also very curious about how Li Zhimi interrogated the prince of Xixia. Logically speaking, if he caught such an important figure, he should be sent back immediately. As for Li Kui's small magistrate, he was not qualified to interrogate the prince of a country, even if the country was a small Xixia.

"Show the prince!"

Li Kui felt that it was a bit despicable to humiliate the prince of Xixia. Besides, he was a civil servant and a reasonable person. The necessary etiquette must be done in place.

But the result was that Li Binggan still felt that he was humiliated.

They were in the wild, so where were there any conditions to find a chair for Li Binggan? So Ruan Xiaoerbei carefully brought a stone. The stone was edged and angular. Li Binggan was pressed hard by Lu Da and Ruan Xiaoer. The moment the horn of the stone with malicious intentions and Li Binggan was intimately in contact with him, he felt the tingling pain running from his spine to his head. This feeling seemed like the resentment of sitting on a half-dead beast, biting him to death.

Thinking of the aggrievedness of being captured, Li Binggan decided not to speak anymore.

"Are you Li Binggan?"

"If you don't speak, you can't solve the problem. If you don't open your eyes, look at what this is? Frank confession is the way out."

Li Binggan glanced at Li Kui contemptuously and looked at the other party. His demeanor could not tell that he was a prisoner at all. Instead, he looked like a nobleman. In the face of the harassment of clerks, he showed the calmness and contempt that the powerful should have.

After a long time, he slowly said: "You are not qualified to interrogate me?"

Li Kui touched his nose and thought about it. Why did he feel that the guy in front of him wanted to give up after he exposed his identity? But he was not panicked. Li Binggan, who was living, was also a credit for Li Binggan. He even thought that if he pretended to be Li Binggan and had a conspiracy in the Western Xia territory, wouldn't it be refreshing?

Li Kui was not angry, but Lu Da and others were very popular.

They have seen the prisoners who are arrogant and want to die, but they have never seen such an arrogant person. Lord Li can't interrogate an enemy chief of Xixia? Although this enemy chief has a high status, so what? Now one of them is counted as one, and they can kill Li Binggan.

"Believe it or not, someone buried you?"

Luda angrily glared, as if he was about to kill someone if he had a disagreement.

No one doubted whether Lu Da had such courage. Since following Li Kui, this guy showed the temperament of a bandit. Even though he became an official now, he still didn't care and still did his own thing.

Li Binggan didn't even look at Lu Da, but slowly pressed his eyes and said softly: "Come on!"

If you meet someone who is unyielding, Lu Da might raise the long sword in his hand and cut off the dog's head. But it is obvious that Lu Da is a guy who is soft and not hard. When he meets someone who is submissive, he loses his innocence. He looks at Li Kui foolishly, saying, "Sir, this guy is so irritating!"

Li Kui sighed and said to himself: With your rude appearance, can people give you a good face? He is a prince of all ages. Can he look at you with his eyes?

"Get out!"

"You all retreat and be alert around you. Also send wolf smoke to Li Yun and send him a message to him and bring people here."

When everyone around him dispersed, only Li Kui, Nie Shiqu, Renduoyan, and Li Binggan, who was determined to die, Li Kui smiled and said, "If you die, will your Xixia royal family's plan be wasted?

"Sir!" Hearing Li Kui's words, he did not seem to want Li Bing to die. This is very unfavorable to Ren Duoyan, and even a huge threat. If Li Binggan conveys the news that Ren Duo tribe wants to join Song, wouldn't the Ren Duo family want to become a victim of Li Kui's kindness?

However, facing Rendaoyan's request, Li Kui refused: "This guy is very useful."

Immediately, Li Kui said to Li Binggan like a wolf grandmother: "Seventh Prince, do you want to live?"

think!

Who wants to die if it is someone?

Li Binggan's throat seemed to be blocked, which made him feel uncomfortable. He wanted to live, but he had to betray the royal family and become a shame for the Xixia royal family, which was not in line with his pride.

Sometimes people are like this. A person knows that he will die in the hands of the enemy, but he will be very tough. But once the thoughts and hopes of living appear, they are like a poisonous seed that sprouts and grows in Li Binggan's heart, and soon they can grow into a towering tree.

Li Bing's throat was hoarse and said, "I don't cooperate with Da Song."

"Don't have to be with the Song Dynasty, just be with me." Li Kui smiled and bewitched at Li Binggan, "How good is it to live? You are not old. What if you die, what will your wife and concubine do? What should you do with your son? I heard that you have the custom of having a father die and a son marrying a mother..."

"Don't slander our party Xiang people, our customs are similar to those of the Tang Dynasty."

Li Binggan listened to Li Kui's words and felt uncomfortable as if he had eaten a lively fly. The customs Li Kui mentioned were the customs of the Huns and Turks. The people of the Western Xia were educated for three hundred years in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and many customs have changed. Besides, the people of the Western Xia were a branch of the Qiang tribe, not a grassland tribe.

Li Kui glared and said, "No? I thought you were all the same!"

Li Binggan's lips tugged weakly for a few times, and he had no intention of telling Li Kui that Xixia was Xixia and that the grassland tribe was a grassland tribe. What is particularly ashamed is that Xixia has no words. Many customs from hundreds of years ago, as long as the people of the Central Plains were wrong, they did not even have the courage to refute. Because in the Central Plains, the records of the books recorded in the inherited books are correct, even if they are wrong. This is called ironclad evidence.

The Xixia people had no historical records or evidence at all, and they were not barbaric.

"It doesn't matter!" Li Kui easily covered up his mistakes, and then said to Li Binggan meaningfully: "But Seventh Prince, Li is very curious about your purpose in going to Hei Shui City."

"Didn't you say you've guessed it?"

Li Kui thought to himself that this was what you asked me to say, so he would be polite: "Even if Li didn't know why you were going to Heishui City, I can guess that after years of war in Xixia, the domestic warehouses would definitely be empty. Without wealth to reward meritorious ministers, the king would lose their prestige and the trust of their subjects. In the long run, the country would fall into a situation that the king could not control. Unfortunately, the royal family in Xixia was so disappointing that they were controlled by two women for nearly 30 years. I, Li, are from Song, and they are both ashamed of you."

These words made Li Binggan blush when he heard this. This was the case in Xixia, which made two women in power for nearly 30 years. The foreign relatives of Liang and the two generations of empress dowagers were both cruel and ruthless people. Once they threatened them, the women of the Liang family had even killed their own brothers.

The Liang family, the foreign relative, suppressed the royal family, and the Li family, to the point where the dynasty was changed.

But as a royal family, Li Binggan couldn't admit what Li Kui said, right?

The family scandals are not out of the blue, so he doesn't want to tell a Song man about the sorrow of the Western Xia royal family.

But Li Kui did not intend to let Li Binggan agree with him, but said to himself: "You must have had the idea of ​​the Black Water Army when you go to Hei Shui City. Ren Duoyan told me these things, but I don't think it's that simple. The national teacher of Huguo Temple is your goal. Now that Li's family is in decline, you have no chance to turn around just by how tens of thousands of Black Water Army is compared with the army controlled by the Liang family."

"Only when the national army unites and incites the people, is the right way. The purpose is naturally to destroy the Liang family and revive the royal family..."

The more Li Binggan heard it, the more shocked he looked at Li Kui, but he didn't dare to stare at the other person's gaze, as if he had seen through it, and there was nothing to hide.

Li Kui licked his lips, and saw that Li Binggan didn't look like a good listener, so he didn't know how to cherish the opportunity to cheer. He said boredly: "However, Seventh Prince, you seem to have too few goods. You have to invite people to win the hearts of others, and you have to motivate Huguo Temple, and at the same time you have to prepare food. Isn't this money enough?"

Li Binggan felt that Li Kui was concerned about was not normal.

You are a Song native, worried that the coup in Xixia is insufficient. Do you have any other ideas?

When Li Binggan was exposed to his identity, the prince's demeanor in his bones returned to his body again and said coldly: "Sir, you don't look like someone from the Imperial City Department, who are you?"

"Listen, I am the chief judge of the Zhi Secret Pavilion of the Song Dynasty and the Yan'an Prefecture Li Kui."

"You are Li Kui?"

"What's wrong, do you know me?"

"Li Kui, Li Renjie, the third in the palace examination?"

"You guys, you know that you don't believe me?"

Li Kui was very angry. He spent so much effort to get rid of Zhang Wenguan's skin. In a blink of an eye, a group of shameless guys were regarded as military generals. Wouldn't he die unjustly?

Especially after Li Binggan looked at Li Kui under his eyes, the reaction in his eyes was obviously disbelief. Li Binggan thought how could a guy like Li Kui be a civil servant? He had been preparing funds to subvert the Liang family in the Song Dynasty, and he had contacted many civil servants. The civil servants of the Song Dynasty had no trace of the art of Li Kui. Because in Xixia, he could not avoid the Liang family's eyeliner at all. Therefore, Li Binggan lived in the Song Dynasty for many years.

Li Kui also gave up his plan to convince Li Binggan and said directly to Li Binggan: "Look at you, you plan a coup and was defeated before it was implemented. Even the wealth that bribed the military and Huguo Temple was cheated. It was obviously not enough to impress so many people. Therefore, I decided that you would definitely fail!"

Li Binggan said with a gloomy look: "So what? I am a royal family and I cannot allow two women to bully my royal family for thirty years! Even if I die, I am worthy of the ancestor of the Li family."

"Good man, I have a genital!"

Li Kui rarely praises others, but Li Binggan was praised by him. However, he did not really admire him, but immediately expressed his little thoughts: "It doesn't matter if you don't have enough strength. If you need to choose the right helper, your dream will come true."

Li Binggan recovered from his mental state of not fearing life and death, and his heart was full of excitement. But when he saw Li Kui's passion as hot as flames, he suddenly became nervous and hurriedly reacted: "I don't need help."

He couldn't guess Li Kui's thoughts. He was obviously a Song man, but he was trying to get involved in Xixia. Are you free?

But Li Kui looked yearning and rubbed his hands, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart: "The coup is a rare opportunity. If you don't get there, it's fine, but isn't this going to get there? I can't sleep without getting involved. Besides, it's fine if you are in power in Xixia, it's fine if the Liang family is in power, but it's impossible to bear it! He is obviously a widow, but he knows how to fight and kill all day long, and even a big man can't stand it. Just like you, looking at him with a look of despair, it's destined to be a fate of failure. So, you need my help!"

Nie Shiqu hurriedly pulled Li Kui and persuaded: "Brother-in-law, we can't help with such a big deal!" Even if Xixia wants to make a coup, how could they help?

He just wanted to bring the brocade that Li Binggan had posted on credit and send it back, hoping to fill the losses of the Duan Wang Mansion.

But Li Kui had no plans at all. After he passed the Jinshi, he was a little letting himself go. Now he even needs the emperor's order to go back. Besides, to go to Xixia, how many dams can such small movements like digging a few embankments in his style?

The main reason is that he is too idle, and Li Kui is simply a person who can't stay idle.

When Xixia coup was launched, he couldn't help but want to intervene!
Chapter completed!