After handling the matter, Liang Xiang walked out of the door and subconsciously looked at the artificial stream. Liang Tianbao could be seen sitting in a silent chair. Liang Xiang thought for a while, then moved her foot to her son and said, "The master has been buried with a grand and smooth funeral."

"But I heard the sound of gunfire."

Liang Tianbao didn't seem to have expected his father to appear. A trace of surprise flashed across his face, but then he returned to his level of calmness: "In your personality, you have never seen blood and don't enter the army. I wonder how many people went to accompany the master? I think no matter how hard the master was buried, it would be hard to rest."

Liang Xiang had no anger or rebuke on his face, and he still maintained peace: "I don't like killing people, but I have to kill people for stability, because now the situation will be torn apart, and Liang State will cause chaos and kill more people, so I don't care about your accusations."

Liang Tianbao seemed to know his father's character and that it would be useless to say too much, so he did not discuss the issue of who is right and who is wrong. Instead, he turned his head to look at the still kind face: "I thought Qingmen would be bleeding, but I didn't expect that he would be safe in the end. Do you let them go?"

Because of Liang Xiang's instructions, Liang Tianbao could not understand the outside situation in general, but he could still know a little good news. Therefore, he knew that Qingmen was safe and sound. Liang Xiwen and the others successfully held the mourning of Master Wu Tian, ​​and then returned to the mountain gate without any damage to bury Master Wu Tian.

“I did make the worst.”

Liang Xiang waved his hand and asked someone to bring a glass of red wine, took a sip and spoke: "The moment before I went to attend the Master's funeral, I did have the idea of ​​uprooting the Qingmen. After all, the Qingmen without Master Wuyan is no longer a national weapon. On the contrary, letting Ye Lingtian intervene will endanger the interests of Liang."

He pointed: "You should know this more than me. In order to stop Ye Lingtian from working hard, you led more than a hundred swordsmen Zhaojun to set up an ambush. Unfortunately, his efforts failed and failed to kill Ye Lingtian. The death of Jianchi gave Ye Lingtian a lot of support votes, so I decided to destroy the Qingmen."

"The Qingmen of tens of thousands of children!"

Liang Xiang suddenly became arrogant and looked down on the world: "If I don't use it for me, if I don't tear off the foundation, how can I sleep peacefully?"

He shook his finger forward and said, "If Liang Tianbao is in control of the Qingmen, then I will be as restless as a tiger, but a man from Long holds this sword."

"How can I not remove the sword if it doesn't listen to me?"

When Liang Tianbao showed a hint of shock on his face, Liang Xiang clearly expressed his point of view: "It's just that Qingmen is rational enough today, and there are traitors secretly provoking it, Liang is in a conspiracy, so I didn't touch a single hair in Qingmen, and I also gave Qingmen a chance."

Liang Tianbao stared at his father: "What opportunity?"

Liang Xiang did not respond directly to his son, but just patted Liang Tianbao on the shoulder and replied: "You will know this opportunity tomorrow. Actually, I thought about letting you return to the position of the head of Qingmen, but judging from your current situation and Qingmen, you may never be able to return to Qingmen again."

The hostility of the Qingmen is one aspect. The most important thing is that Liang Xiang could see that this talented son was indifferent and had no ambition to fight for the world. So he knew that no matter how much he supported him, Liang Tianbao would be difficult to fight Ye Lingtian, who was scheming and useless measures.

He admired Ye Lingtian better than his son.
Chapter completed!