Author: Stephen the Thunderman

Chapter 109 Please die

Qin Hui stayed on the boat until sunset.

By the time we got there, the lights were on outside, and by the time we got inside the room, it was completely dark.

He was appointed as a scholar of poetry and mathematics, and there were only five people in the same field.

Adding a beautiful word, if there are no accidents, he may be like many civil servants. He may have difficulties in his official career, but he can also leave some masterpieces for future generations.

In this way, this life is not wasted.

But unfortunately, there was an accident.

He saw with his own eyes the hell-like scene when Bianjing City was destroyed, and also saw with his own eyes how the ethical principles he believed in were smashed and destroyed.

He did not have the courage to die for his country like Liu Ziyu and his father Liu Kai, nor did he dare to imitate Li Ruoshui and scold Nianhan... When Li Ruoshui cursed, his tongue was cut by Nianhan; he stared and his eyes were gouged out.

and he pointed with his finger, and his finger was cut off.

It is because I have seen it, I know the fate, and I have seen what kind of life the dignitaries of the heavenly family live like pigs and dogs.

That's why he was afraid.

Rather than saying he was afraid, it was better to say he recognized it.

From the time when he opposed the cession of the three towns, he later went all out to attack the main militant faction and blindly sued for peace.

Who is to blame?

Blame Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan, father and son. When it comes to treason, who can compare to the Zhao family!

What they are selling is the empire of the Han people, what they are selling is their own daughters-in-law, and what they are selling is the integrity of the Song people.

It's Wan Yanchang's fault. If Talan hadn't given him a chance of survival, if he hadn't appreciated him and allowed him to live a good life among the suffering people, even the former emperor would have relied on him...

There is a saying: He could have endured the darkness if he had not seen the light.

In Qin Hui's case, it should be: he could be as conscientious as other ministers, if Wan Yanchang had not been so kind to him.

It's also Zhao Gou's fault. He doesn't even care about his parents. Why should I think about him?

Blame Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, blame Zhao Ding, blame Zhang Jun, blame all those people who only want to restore the country.

If it weren't for them, how could he appear so cowardly?

Speaking of which, the one who deserves the most blame is God, the thief, who is the most mischievous.

After pouring out the last drop of wine in the pot, the heads of Wu Biaochen and Zhang Tonggu kept appearing in front of his eyes.

Yue Fei... Yue Fei is a fool. Since he promised himself, he will definitely keep his promise.

Laojiu?

Lao Jiu wouldn't be stupid enough to tell Yue Fei that he himself had wanted Yue Fei's life, right?

"Master Xiang..."

The shop owner of this boat shouted outside the door: "Can I help you light the lamp?"

Looking around at the somewhat messy surroundings, wine bottles and wine glasses were scattered all over the floor... Just now Qin Xi was very upset and felt that he had been greatly wronged. He couldn't hold it back and dropped a few drops on him.

"No need, it's time to go back."

After being here for so long, Young Master Qin Xi has no choice but to complain to the Wang family.

Thinking of this, Qin Hui felt his head hurt again.

Qin Twelve waited beside the carriage for a long time, and finally the Prime Minister Qin came out.

He always felt empty in his heart, and there was something wrong about him, but he couldn't express it.

"Master Prime Minister, shall we go back home?"

"Go back, there is no other place to go today."

After receiving the order, the carriage started galloping.

When he arrived at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the discomfort in Qin Twelve's heart became stronger and stronger. He frowned and cursed:

"Why can't you even hold a lamp? What is Qin San doing!"

The lantern in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion was dim, and there was no one at the door.

Qin Hui was a little drunk and couldn't care less. He stomped around and almost fell to the ground.

It was Qin Twelve who helped him, and the master and his servant opened the door in the dark. Now, Qin Twelve was even more angry.

But soon, he discovered something was wrong.

All the rooms in the house had no lights on.

That's all outside. With Wang's temper, how could the Prime Minister's Mansion be like this!

"Master Xiang..."

Fear comes from the unknown, and Qin Twelve is afraid now.

Qin Hui rubbed his eyes and narrowed them slightly.

"Walk!"

Both of them moved quickly. As soon as Qin Hui said these words, they turned around at the same time.

It's just that the way we came has been blocked by others.

Seeing the visitor, Qin Twelve breathed a long sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said:

"Brother, what are you doing! It's so dark in the house, and you don't care!"

The round-headed and round-faced Qin Da just smiled, but he looked somewhat similar to the Maitreya in the temple.

"Brother?"

Qin Twelve stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, but suddenly felt that Qin Xiang, who was holding his hand, seemed to be trembling.

Feeling a force pushing him towards Qin Da, Qin Twelve looked up again and saw Prime Minister Qin running towards the gate.

It quickly stopped again.

"It's dark and the road is hard to walk, so Prime Minister Qin should go back."

This is...Qin San who is speaking?

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Qin Twelve felt that Prime Minister Qin's legs were shaking so much that he might not be able to stand any time soon.

He felt suspicious in his heart, and felt that Qin Da and Qin San, two acquaintances who had worked together for many years, were now strangers.

The lights in the room next to him suddenly turned on. Suddenly seeing the light, Qin Twelve couldn't open his eyes.

When he saw it clearly, he collapsed on the ground.

Those suspended in mid-air were all densely packed with human figures.

They all had ropes hanging around their necks and were hanging in the room, even swaying slightly.

"This...this is..."

Qin Twelve was speechless. He looked at Qin Da with a chill all over his body.

After finally summoning up some strength, he turned around and wanted to run away, but he felt a weight on his shoulders... Qin Da's hand had already been on him.

"Brother, you have always been very loyal."

"This time I will go and accompany the prime minister and his wife, so that they will not feel lonely on the road."

Qin laughed so warmly, but in Qin Twelve's eyes, he looked like an evil ghost.

"save……"

Before he could say the word "life" to save his life, his neck was broken by Qin Da.

Now, there are only three of them, Prime Minister Qin, in this courtyard.

Qin Huijiu woke up long ago and saw with his own eyes that Qin Twelve lost his life. He quickly knelt down towards his housekeeper:

"Please forgive me, please forgive me!"

"I am not guilty, I am not guilty!"

"I am still the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty, and you still need me!"

"The peace talks have been concluded, and you...you are the ones who made the decision privately!"

"You can't do this. You have to think about it. Without me, who else in Dajin can speak in the Song Dynasty!"

It's like begging for mercy, but also threatening.

Qin San also imitated Qin Da with a smile on his face:

"Prime Minister, whether you are the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty or not, it's time for you to get on your way."

"We always obey orders, you know this."
To be continued...