Bai Ling, who was inexplicably thought, savored Ying Zheng's words, and said silently for a moment, before saying: "The people at yesterday's banquet actually had no second thoughts."

"What do they have to do?" Ying Zheng sipped the tea channel made by Honglian.

"King, some of the people, some of them were affected by their grandfather's affairs at that time. In the past decade, they have been depressed and unsuccessful. Only then can they see the opportunity to approach Zhiyang Palace, and they can't wait to find a way out for their family in Zhiyang Palace. However, whether it is them or the family behind them, they are still loyal to the king." Bai Ling explained.

"You can't guarantee this matter. No matter what you think, in their eyes, you are one with Cheng Cang." Ying Zheng looked at Bai Ling and said.

Ying Zheng knew the thoughts of Zhiyang Palace from beginning to end, otherwise he would not have left it alone.

"King, there is no such thing between me and Cheng Cang, and he cannot represent me." Bai Ling was a little anxious as he spoke.

"Only you and I know about this matter, and they and the people behind them don't know about it." Ying Zheng said.

"But..." Bai Ling's heart couldn't help but sink.

Things are indeed moving towards the worst direction.

Although Bai Ling can ignore Cheng Jiao's life or death, those who have been treated coldly for more than ten years because of her grandfather's involvement, she is unwilling to fall into a dangerous situation again because of her Bai family.

"Bai Ling, don't think too innocent of those people. Do you think they are really so keen on Zhiyang Palace because of your reasons?" Ying Zheng stopped Bai Ling and said.

"King, I understand the truth about it. Most of the people in it took the initiative to move closer to the other side after my birthday, and even my father thought so. However, I played a role in it after all, and I really don't want to let those people fall into danger." Bai Ling said.

Of course Bai Ling knew that even though those people had a deep relationship with their grandfather back then, the cold reception of more than ten years had already made the love that year extremely thin.

Before she married into the royal family, it was not necessarily that those people were so enthusiastic. It is hard to say whether the hot pillow she showed now was because of the affection left by her grandfather, or whether they and the people behind them were just relying on their own relationship to move closer to Zhiyang Palace.

But she couldn't stay out of it and could not be indifferent and have a clear conscience.

"Bai Ling, Mrs. Jun of Chang'an cannot save those who seek death." Ying Zheng said.

"Looking for death? King, you really..." Bai Ling's body trembled. Although there had been speculations, when Ying Zheng clearly stated his attitude, Bai Ling still felt a sense of fear.

"You have lived in Chang'an Jun's mansion for almost two years. You should also know Cheng Chua's thoughts about orphans, right?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Know." Bai Ling said in a heavy mood.

"So, it shouldn't be strange if Gu has such an attitude, right?" Ying Zheng said.

"Not strange." Bai Ling was confused for a moment.

What were they saying until they died? Honglian was kneeling beside Ying Zheng, with his ears standing on his back. Although the conversation between the two fell into her ears word by word, they still listened inexplicably.

"Those people can't save them alone, only one person can save them." Ying Zheng said with a slight tone.

"Who is it?" Bai Ling asked hurriedly.

"You." Ying Zheng pointed at Bai Ling.

"Me?" Bai Ling looked at Ying Zheng in confusion.

How could it be yourself?

"Yes, it's you." Ying Zheng said.

"Master, what should I do?" Bai Ling asked afterwards.

"You can take the initiative to recruit those people as the legitimate daughter of the Bai family and let those people serve you." Ying Zheng said.

"King, but you have also said that in their eyes, I and Cheng Cang are one." Bai Ling said more and more confused.

"Then you have to let them know that you and Cheng Cang are not one." Ying Zheng said.

"How can they know about this kind of thing?" Bai Ling was already a little embarrassed as he spoke.

"It depends on how you do it yourself. If you let those people choose between you and Cheng Cang, if they choose you, they will naturally be safe and sound and can even be reused. If, even in this case, they still take the initiative to approach Cheng Cang, then you will not be blamed." Ying Zheng said.

"This?" Bai Ling's thoughts were turbulent for a moment, and he didn't even know what Ying Zheng was saying.

"Is it really okay if they chose me?" Bai Ling said.

"Yes, you are different from Cheng Chuang. You still trust you." Ying Zheng said.

"King?" Bai Ling was stunned when he heard Ying Zheng's words, and his thoughts were inexplicable for a moment.

This was the first time she heard such words from Ying Zheng. In the past year, Bai Ling would come here every few months.

Bai Ling never knew why she was so abnormal, but just now, she seemed to understand something.

Because when he heard the word "trust", Bai Ling felt a throbbing from the depths of his soul.

Is that what I really think? Bai Ling only felt that the frequency of his heartbeat increased a lot in an instant.

"Do you know how to do it?" Ying Zheng asked as he looked at Bai Ling's face changing constantly in an instant.

"Although I don't know what to do, I already know what I need to do."

Bai Ling suppressed the throbbing in his heart and stabilized his mind.

"Master, I still have a set of swordsmanship here. I think the king should be interested." Bai Ling, who had gathered his thoughts, suddenly said.

"What kind of sword technique?" Ying Zheng said.

"The Tiger Soul Sword Technique of the Farmer Chiyou Hall." Bai Ling said.

"Is that sword really psychic?" Ying Zheng asked, thinking of something.

"Master, do you understand?" Bai Ling said in surprise.

"I used to be just a guess, but now I can be sure." Ying Zheng said.

Han Fei had a reverse scale in his hand. Why couldn’t he have a similar sword in Bai Ling’s hand?

"Yes, it was only when I entered the first-class realm that I realized the abnormality in the sword, and the Tiger Soul Sword Technique was one of the gains." Bai Ling said.

Back then, the sword had fought with the Six Military Departments, so some things were naturally left in the sword.

"Tiger Soul sword technique, it is said that the master of the military, Chi You, is one of the oldest sword techniques in the world. Practice it and let me see what magical features of this long-standing sword technique is." Ying Zheng said.

"Yes." Bai Ling said as he walked towards the weapon stand and took out a smooth sword.

In an instant, the sword was stormy, without moving, only courageously moving.

There are no complex and gorgeous sword moves, only basic sword moves.

But it is precisely this seemingly simple sword technique that has another primitive and mad domineering momentum.

Such swordsmanship is worthy of being the master of Xing, the master of the swordsmanship.

However, over the long years, the future generations have finally added extra things to their advantage. Although it seems to be more gorgeous, its power has been greatly reduced.

This is not the case with the primitive tiger soul sword technique.

With Bai Ling's drill, more and more inconsistencies appeared in swordsmanship.

"King, how about this sword technique?" Bai Ling asked with his sword with his sword in his eyes.

"It's very good, but it's changed a bit." Ying Zheng stood up and said.

"Why did the king say?" Bai Ling asked in confusion.

No matter how you look at the Tiger Soul sword technique, it is considered to be the first-class sword technique in the world. How could you get a specious evaluation?

"It is a joke to change the origin of swordsmanship to what it is now, but it is not a big deal for the peasant people to be short-sighted. The sword power of the Lord Xing of the Soldier is beyond the control of those who have long forgotten the spirit of the six divisions of Yan Emperor." Ying Zheng said as he walked towards Bai Ling and took the heavy sword from her hand.

"Practice a set of swordsmanship, you must first know the background of the birth of this set of swordsmanship. Only in this way can you truly understand the mood of the master creating this set of swordsmanship, and then master the most fundamental sword posture of this set of swordsmanship. As long as you master these, sword moves can be transformed at will, or even evolved and expanded." Ying Zheng recalled the fluctuations of swordsmanship when Bai Ling was practicing swordsmanship, and explained to Bai Ling again.

As for Honglian, she couldn't understand at all, this little fool.

"If you cannot understand this sword force and add or reduce sword moves without authorization, you can only go in the opposite direction, so that your powerful military and punishment sword skills have become the current tiger soul sword technique." Ying Zheng said, holding the sword in his hand.

Ying Zheng did not see any other unnecessary movements, but he just swung his sword and slashed horizontally. He didn't even use internal strength, but he could feel the vibration of the air.

Bai Ling, who was not from Ying Zheng, only felt irresistible to resist, was overwhelmed by the murderous aura.

This kind of murderous aura does not seem to come from a person's murderous aura, but does not make people feel cold, but instead makes people feel a grand and grand feeling.

What exactly is murderous aura? In a trance, Bai Ling felt that his previous understanding of murderous aura seemed to be wrong.

Isn’t the murderous aura targeting people?

The king has never killed anyone with his own hands, so why does he have such a terrifying murderous aura?

And his grandfather didn't seem to have many people killed by himself, but he was murderous?

What is murderous aura? For a moment, Bai Lingzhi's own cognition in the past decade has changed.

I always thought that my martial arts could not reach the perfect state because I had never taken the path of my grandfather.

But why can the king do it? Where did I misunderstand it?

"King, your murderous aura seems to be different from my understanding." Bai Ling asked, looking at Ying Zheng, who had no other moves after the sword.

"What is the murderous aura you understand?" Ying Zheng returned to his sword and then asked Bai Ling.

"Killing?" Bai Ling said.

"Yes, but not right. Killing can produce murderous aura, which is good, such as the butchers in the market and soldiers among the ranks." Ying Zheng said.

"Is there anything else?" Bai Ling asked for advice with a serious expression. At this moment, all her thoughts disappeared in her heart.

What she is in front of her is no longer the king, brother, or other identities.

At this moment, a teacher was in front of her.
To be continued...