Tonight, he lost greatly and was completely defeated.

He tasted the cold palpitations in the long silence, and the thoughts of regret kept tormenting him over and over in his mind. He wanted to cut off his legs, sew his mouth shut, or even burn his ears with wax oil to deafen him.

In this way, he will not do anything wrong. If he does not know anything, he will not make any mistakes.

In silence, he was like a deaf-mute, indifferent to the wind and rain outside the house, turning a blind eye to Pang Boyi's eyes that were determined to win, and just kept cursing himself in his heart, over and over again.

Hu Biaozhen stared at Pang Boyi's hands, his eyes raised and then lowered, and his dry lips wriggled slightly. After a long while, his hands trembled slightly and he raised them high, taking off the Haechi crown on his head and slowly placing it by his side.

Hu Biaozhen touched the cold floor with his hands and slowly bowed down without saying a word.

"If taking off the crown can bring people back to life, then it doesn't matter if I accompany you with this crown." Pang Boyi laughed at the vicissitudes of life, "There is a saying among Jianghu people, it is said that people in Jianghu can't help themselves. But this

The world of officialdom is like scouring the sand. If you have talent but not talent, you will just drift with the tide. Mr. Hu, once we enter the court, our fate is not in our own hands. His Majesty's words and deeds are all shining swords.

.You took off your crown today and the knife fell on your head. If this matter is taken to prison tomorrow, do you think, Mrs. Chen, should the crime be punished?"

"Pang Sikong!"

Hu Biaozhen's body trembled violently, and he suddenly begged in a hoarse voice: "Show me your noble hand!"

Pang Boyi was unmoved. He looked sideways at Liu Xiuyong and nodded slightly.

"Master Hu, what are you doing?" Liu Xiuyong seemed to have come to his senses. He smiled softly and turned around to help him, but Hu Biaozhen refused to help him. He had no choice but to stop and said, "Master Hu, the Chen family is full of loyal people.

The founding hero of the country is also the foundation of the establishment of laws. I cherish talents and love talents, so how can I blame the boss or the Chen family?"

Hu Biaozhen's body was trembling slightly, and he said hoarsely: "His Royal Highness, King Jin, don't try to hurt me anymore, just tell me." He closed his eyes with regret and shouted in a low voice, "What on earth do you want me to do!"

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Liu Xiuyong watched, and then he straightened up smoothly. He turned to the yard and stretched out his flat palms. The raindrops falling from the eaves were flowing down the palms of his hands. He looked at it with a calm expression.

"Prison and prison, in charge of the laws of Zheng, are the most important thing." Liu Xiuyong's hands got wet in the blink of an eye. He bent his fingers to brush away the raindrops. "My father has not been in court for a long time. As the eldest son, I should be the eldest son."

Your Majesty shares your worries. I heard that Tingwei Zuojian was assassinated by gangsters in Yanzhou a few days ago. It is a pity that a loyal minister of Zheng State died young. I am heartbroken, and I am even more worried that there is no one in charge of the prison. This position cannot be left empty.

"In the near future, I will send a capable general to assist Mr. Hu."

Hu Biaozhen's head knocked on the floor as if he had lost his strength. He opened his eyes wide and his old body couldn't help but tremble more violently.

A capable person? This is obviously to evade the prison!

"During the reign of Sheng Chong, Master Chen Yuwan promoted students from poor families. Nowadays, most of the students in this prison are from poor families. The people your Highness wants to arrange will definitely be sympathetic to Master Hu's difficulties." Pang Boyi immediately raised Hu Biaozhen's arm, as if

He said warmly, "I won't make things difficult for the boss."

The roar was strangled in his chest, and the feeling of disgust suddenly hit his heart. Hu Biao really covered his mouth and widened his eyes, swallowing hard with his throat, and finally swallowed it back.

"I think the boss seems to be feeling unwell." Pang Boyi winked at the maid, "Please help the boss out of the house."

Liu Xiuyong looked at Yuye's soft smile and never looked back.

Hu Biaozhen was supported out of the gate of Prince Jin's Mansion by two servants. When the old servant on the carriage in front of the door saw that Hu Biaozhen was being held up like a limp person, he immediately trotted forward and bowed to help him.

The rain was pouring all over the sky, and the night was as dark as thick ink. Hu Biaozhen was helped to the front of the carriage by his servant. When the old servant lay on the ground, he didn't feel any sign of stepping on his back for a long time. He then raised his head and looked at Hu Biaozhen.

, called softly: "Master, get in the car."

Hu Biao really didn't respond. He slowly turned around and walked towards the street as if he was confused. The heavy rain wet his clothes in an instant, making him soaked to the skin.

But as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly staggered.

About to fall, the old servant hurriedly ran over to help him, but Hu Biaozhen had already fallen into the rain, and was splashed all over with black mud.

"master!"

The old servant shouted to help him, but Hu Biaozhen threw his hand away and shouted loudly: "Don't touch me!!!"

He knelt on the ground and gasped, the cold rain sliding down the wrinkles and ravines on his cheeks. He raised his old eyes to look at the sky, but was hit by the rain and narrowed his eyes. Then he turned to look at the road ahead.

But it was all blurry.

He knelt in the pouring rain and suddenly laughed for no reason. The laughter lasted for a while and suddenly turned into crying again.

"Oh my god!" Hu Biaozhen lifted his wet sleeves and beat his thigh, "Why are you doing this to me, why are you doing this to the Chen family!!!"

The old servant didn't know why, but when he saw Hu Biao was in so much pain, he had no choice but to kneel behind him and shout with a choked voice: "Master!"

"Each generation of the Chen family has devoted their lives to the cause of Zheng. We, the poor family, have no way out. It was Mr. Chen Yuwan who single-handedly promoted me, and this is how I, Hu Biaozhen, can come to the fore!" Hu Biaozhen looked up to the sky and howled, "But why should I wait for this?

Despite all their efforts, the Chen family has fallen into such a state of silence. Law, law! The laws of our great Zheng Kingdom will be destroyed in one day!!!"

"Master, please don't do this!" The old servant cried at a loss, "Master!"

Hu Biao really cried until his heart palpitated, and suddenly he bent over and vomited violently. The yellow and white stuff in his mouth was spit out into the rain along with stomach acid. He supported the ground with his arms and looked at the filth on the ground, from the rippling

I saw my face in the rain.

His eyes opened wider and wider, and then he dug hard into the mud with his hands, messing it up like crazy, shouting crazily: "Hu Biaozhen, you are not human! You are ungrateful, you are harming

You have betrayed the Chen family, you have failed Chen Yuwan’s expectations, you are a sinner, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!!!”

"Sir!" the old servant crawled over on his knees, grabbing Hu Biaozhen's arm and howling, "Sir, don't be like this, you are Ting Weiping, the bosses in the prison all look up to you, you can't belittle yourself like this.

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"I'm not!" Hu Biao looked back quickly, his wrinkled neck stretched with veins, and he shouted sternly, "I am a sinner who has been killed by a thousand swords. I deserve to die. Get out of here!"

He suddenly waved his sleeves and pushed the old servant away, then forced himself to stand up and staggered towards the front of the street.

Seeing this, the old servant hurriedly went to fetch the horse and quickly caught up with the carriage. He shouted after Hu Biaozhen: "Master, Master!"

Hu Biao really didn't hear anything. He walked around in a daze, his white hair messed up by the rain and hanging on his shoulders. He looked at the end of the street, at the mansion in the darkness not far away, and murmured: "Chen

Lord Yuwan, the student is here, and the student is here to apologize to you. Wait for me, wait for me."

The old servant was still following him obediently and calling. Hu Biao was crying, laughing and shaking his head. His robes were stained with mud, filth and saliva, and he looked like a down-and-out beggar.

He walked like this in the sloping torrential rain, with howling winds and flashing thunder and lightning. He walked unsteadily for a long time until his knees hurt sharply and the road came to an end.

Hu Biaozhen stood in front of the steps like a zombie, staring blankly at the peeling paint plaque above his head, and whispered in a sad voice: "Sir, the students are here."

Rumble.

Thunder and lightning flashed, illuminating the plaque.

Tingwei Mansion.

The lanterns in front of Tingwei Mansion are still hanging in white, which are in memory of the deceased Chen Pinggang.

There are several tributes placed on the spiritual table in the ancestral hall, including a basin of oranges, a basin of dried steamed buns, and a basin of cold herring.

The candlelight flickered on and off, and the surroundings were quiet. The old lady was sitting alone on the futon, kneeling on the futon, twirling the rosary beads in her hand, her eyes closed, and her breathing long and slow.

Boom, boom.

A dull knock on the door penetrated the noisy rain and entered the house. The old lady opened her eyes slightly and said slowly: "Here comes someone."

The servant waiting in front of the door immediately crossed the threshold, knelt down and responded softly: "Old Madam."

"Go and have a look." The old lady looked at the coffin on the coffin table, "knocking on the door for a long time in the middle of the night is disturbing people. Don't let people in the neighborhood listen to it.

Making a fuss and talking nonsense."

The servant nodded and said "yes", then he covered his head with his sleeves and ran towards the front porch in the rain.

After a while, the knock on the front door disappeared, but was replaced by a burst of sobbing, coming from far and near from the front porch.

As the old lady listened, her half-closed eyes gradually opened. She called the maid uniform to help her stand up, and then walked toward the door with a cane. But before she reached the door, a downcast figure suddenly broke into her sight.

Inside, this man stood straight in front of the door, then knelt down with a bang.

"Student Hu Biaozhen." Hu Biaozhen, with messy hair, lowered his head and bowed down, "Meet the eldest lady."

"Master Hu, what are you doing?" The old lady looked up and down, then immediately looked around and said, "Come on, go get some clean clothes, boil a kettle of hot water, go right away!"

After hearing the words, Hu Biaozhen suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the old lady. His mouth trembled for a long time, but he didn't say a word. Instead, he took a breath of cold air, and then lowered his head again.

"Master!" The old servant ran in from the front porch in a panic. When he saw Hu Biaozhen, he immediately knelt down in the courtyard. He drooped his sleeves and choked and shouted, "Master, you, please don't-"

"Shut up!" Hu Biaozhen turned his head and shouted sternly, then turned to look at the rows of memorial tablets in the ancestral hall, and said piously, "This is the Chen family's ancestral hall, so no loud noises are allowed."

The old lady looked at the old servant kneeling in the rain, then looked at Hu Biaozhen, and said warmly: "Master Hu, what are you doing? Human beings are made of flesh, and it hurts even if they are exposed to the rain and cold.

Let him in quickly, don't get wet outside in the rain."

The old lady moved her chin, and the servant immediately helped the old servant to the eaves. The old servant ignored the rain running down his face, looked at the old lady with sobs, and said: "Old lady, hurry up and persuade the master. I won't fight tonight."
Chapter completed!