All the members are villains, and she just wants to show off when she is dressed as cannon fodder.

After seeing the people coming, the soldiers in front of the house immediately drew their swords and blocked the way of those people.

Ning Yu looked carefully. He seemed to have seen the strong man in Beijing, but he couldn't remember his name.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yao hurriedly ran to the door and lost his good temper towards the strong man.

"Pei Hu, what are you doing here?!"

Ning Yu's eyes moved slightly, her surname was Pei, and she was from the Pei family army in the capital.

Pei Hu, who had a more vulgar temperament, laughed loudly when he heard this and said, "What can I do if I come to the mourning hall? I'm here to express my condolences! It can't be just to eat, right?!"

"presumptuous!"

Someone from the Lizhou Army shouted loudly and stepped forward to stab him. Unexpectedly, Pei Hu did not dodge. A big rough hand came straight towards the tip of the knife and instantly grabbed the knife that was hitting him.

The knife was still quite heavy in the hands of ordinary people, but in Pei Hu's hands, it seemed to be a bit smaller.

Everyone was slightly shocked, and even Ning Yu in the mourning hall secretly sighed at Pei Hu's bravery.

Pei Hu seemed to be holding a piece of rotten iron, and with a casual pull, he easily tore the knife from the opponent's hand and threw it aside.

Then, he smiled and said: "Are you Lizhou Army like this? No wonder Prince Lizhou passed away so early. I'm afraid that even if everything goes well now, you will be angry to death sooner or later!"

He joked casually, completely ignoring that the mourning hall of King Lizhou was in front of him, and the coffin of King Lizhou was still parked in front of him.

After hearing this, Sergeant Lizhou could not let him go. Those who had not yet drawn their swords also drew their swords one after another.

Suddenly, the sound of "clanging" weapons exploded in the mourning hall, and a big battle was inevitable.

The female relatives in the mourning hall were all frightened. Some of the timid ones could no longer stand up from their knees and were about to flee as soon as the battle started.

"Everyone!"

Princess Lizhou suddenly spoke.

She was wrapped in white clothes and had a sad look on her face. She waved her sleeves and pointed at the coffin of King Lizhou. The sound was like a morning bell, ringing to the ground.

"My husband is still here, and you can't wait so long?!"

She didn't say much, just a few words. Pei Hu stopped the laughter on his face and shouted to his people: "What are you doing?! What do you want to do?!

I am here to express my condolences! Are you who use knives and guns trying to rebel? !

After all, we are from Beijing, and we represent His Majesty. Put away your knives and swords! "

Although he was speaking to his own people, no one present could not tell that these words were actually intended to hit them.

Pei Hu was one of the "own men" sent by Emperor Jingyuan not long ago. Although he did not have much prestige in the army, his backing was strong enough. It could be said that he represented Emperor Jingyuan.

Now, instead of allowing him to come to express condolences, the people from the Lizhou Prince's Palace even drew swords against him, which was simply disrespectful to Emperor Jingyuan. He had just said the words "wanting to rebel".

Sergeant Lizhou looked at each other and then at Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao paused and motioned for them to put down their swords.

Pei Hu was very satisfied. Said: "What the princess said is not to cause misunderstanding! Brother, I really just came to express my condolences. It's just that your servant is too nervous!"

Princess Lizhou turned her face away and ignored him.

Jiang Yao snorted coldly and said: "There is no need to express condolences. Since you are here and you see that we do not welcome you, you should leave wisely."

Pei Hu glanced at him, didn't take him seriously, and went straight to the mourning hall.

Jiang Yao was extremely angry and pushed him.

Pei Hu's face instantly lost its luster and he said in a low voice, "Jiang Heizi, don't be so shameless!"

After he finished speaking, the two sides who had just calmed down started to conflict again.

Ning Yu suddenly spoke.

"Two generals, if you have something to say, please speak it!"

He walked out of the mourning hall and stood in the center of the courtyard. Although he was nearly fifty years old, he was still as tall and tall as a proud cedar tree.

He didn't know Pei Hu very well, but Pei Hu knew him.

"Master Ning? I just didn't know you, so I didn't say hello to you. Don't blame me!"

He has always been rough and arrogant, even if he knew it was Ning Yu, he didn't take it to heart.

Ning Wuji looked displeased and was about to say something, but Ning Yu covered him up.

"I have admired General Pei's reputation for a long time."

Seeing the princes of a country flattering him so much, Pei Hu and his subordinates all looked arrogant. Jiang Yao and others spat.

Ning Yu took a step closer and said, "General Jiang, can you listen to me?"

Jiang Yao put away the displeasure on his face and said, "Master Marquis, please tell me."

Ning Yu nodded.

"General Pei has always been rough and righteous. Although his voice is a bit loud, he came to express condolences out of good intentions... If not, let him burn a handful of paper for Brother Qu!"

Jiang Yao hesitated. Although he was unwilling in his heart, he had no reason to refuse. He glanced at Princess Lizhou in the mourning hall.

Seeing the princess nodding, she reluctantly moved out of the way.

Pei Hu laughed when he saw this, and backed away the person blocking him before entering the mourning hall.

Unlike Ning Yu, he didn't have too much sadness. He just burned a handful of paper in front of King Lizhou's soul as a routine and got up.

"Now that you've finished burning the paper, can you leave now?"

Jiang Yao was still not angry.

Pei Hu, however, responded calmly to the princess, and then said, "Don't be busy, we still have something to do!"

Jiang Yao was suspicious, "What's the matter?"

Pei Hu walked to the coffin and looked at Ning Yu standing beside him and smiled.

"Master Ning, please tell me, since we are here to express our condolences, do we have to pay our respects to the prince's body?"

After saying this, everyone present was stunned.

Ning Yu was slightly confused. He wanted to do this, but it was difficult for him to say it. He didn't expect that God would treat him so kindly and actually sent a stupid young man to do it for him!

Jiang Yao's anger reached its peak and he shouted: "Pei Hu, how dare you!"

Ning Yu paused and said, "General Pei, I'm afraid this is inappropriate!"

Pei Hu snorted coldly, looking at Ning Yu with a surge of contempt in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Could it be that the Marquis doesn't want to know if King Lizhou is here?"

"Pei Hu, you are too harsh!"

Jiang Yao couldn't bear it any longer, so he drew his sword and struck at Pei Hu.

Pei Hu, with quick eyes and quick hands, pulled a follower who was passing by to block the car.

Jiang Yao's knife was sharp and fast. With just one blow, he split the man in half and fell to the ground.

There were screams in the mourning hall all of a sudden, and the female family members shouted "Killed!" and ran around in chaos.

The two parties fought hard, and Pei Hu took advantage of the chaos to open a gap in the coffin. Before he could cut it, Jiang Yao's knife was already slashed in front of him.

The two of them were fighting for joy. A spear passed in front of them in an instant, and in the next second they were separated by one shot each.

There was a clang of a spear, almost breaking the floor, and a strong female voice came from in front of the mourning hall.

"Stop it all!"