The door to Changsun Wuji's house was opened.

The doors of such top wealthy families will not open easily. It is obvious that there are either important people coming, or the head of the family will be triumphant.

The door was very heavy, and the old servant directed the servant to open the door slowly.

There are hundreds of riders outside.

The old servant said loudly: "Please report to Your Majesty that everyone in Changsun's family is here."

This is an attitude of being left to deal with.

The hundreds of riders changed their colors and one of them hurriedly went back to report.

There were more screams in Chang'an City.

"That bitch slave, he actually surrendered?"

"Where is the heroic spirit back then?"

"He's gone, what should we do?"

Changsun Wuji summoned his family and made people eat wine and food. The whole family ate like a broken-headed rice... Some children were even choking up.

Changsun Wuji glanced over the family and smiled and said, "When my father went there, my half-brother drove my mother and our family out of the house. Fortunately, I got the protection of my uncle, so that I could study and live a stable life."

The family put down their chopsticks and felt a little calmer.

Changsun Wuji picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Later, I met Erlang. My uncle felt Erlang's heroic spirit and married Guanyin maid to him. Emperor Gaozu raised an army, and I followed Erlang to assist, and along the way... I achieved great achievements in the Tang Dynasty."

Someone asked, "Aye, do you regret it?"

Changsun Wuji shook his head, "I will not regret this life. When the prince and the King of Qi forced Erlang to take the initiative, I persuade Erlang to take the initiative, and then the Xuanwu Gate Incident... Erlang ruled the world."

This is to explain your life!

"Later, Erlang passed away, and before he went, he held my neck and let me look at Zhinu... Although I was a little domineering, I never had any unfair intentions, let alone rebellion. I... I am worthy of Erlang!"

There were footsteps outside, a lot of...

Everyone became panicked, and someone cried, "Aweng, Aweng..."

When Changsun Wuji saw that he was a young grandson, he smiled and said, "No need to panic."

He waved to Changsun, "Dalang, come."

Changsun Chong looked pale and walked to Changsun Wuji to kneel down, choked and said, "Aye, Ji Nu is so cruel!"

"Chi'er, this is the change of the wind and clouds! You go, I go, you come, this has been like this for thousands of years."

Changsun Wuji stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of his head.

Changsun Chong's emotions gradually calmed down and he then stood up.

"Erlang."

Changsun Huan got up, knelt in front of him, raised his head, "Aye..."

"Good boy." Changsun Wuji smiled and touched the top of his head.

The children and grandchildren were together, and stood in line according to the ranking of the elders and young people, and went forward and knelt down one by one.

"Good boy!"

Changsun Wuji touched their heads and kept smiling.

A team of sergeants came outside.

Seeing this, the general of the team leader stopped his subordinates and "Be quieter."

What is a family of aristocratic families?

Even if the sword and gun are coming, his face still remains unchanged!

The general sighed softly.

Changsun Wuji glanced outside and suddenly smiled, "I wanted to live for a while, but I was afraid that Erlang would laugh at me and someone else would come."

"He wants to take poison!"

A sergeant said anxiously.

The general was silent.

Changsun Wuji is better than living if he dies.

As the arrester, he was very clear about this.

The dead Changsun Wuji is a good Changsun Wuji.

Changsun Wuji clapped his hands.

The old servant came in with a pot of wine in both hands, poured it all over, and then smiled and said, "I can serve Alang in this life, and I will die without regrets."

Changsun Wuji nodded and picked up the wine glass.

The old servant picked up the wine pot.

The wine glass is delivered to the lips.

The spout of the wine pot is delivered to the lips.

Head up...

Bang!

The wine glass landed on the ground.

Bang!

The wine pot fell to the ground.

The old servant slowly knelt down at Changsun Wuji, then touched the ground with his head, and then left silent.

Changsun Wuji held the table table with both hands, and he seemed to see the late emperor. The late emperor was full of energy when he was young. They hunted together, rode their horses and galloped freely; they hugged their feet and slept loudly; they drank together, drunk as if they were drunk...

"I... I don't regret this life!"

He glanced at his children and grandchildren for the last time, and the sound of his throat chuckled.

“Erlang…”

He had acquainted with the late emperor throughout his life, saying that he was a monarch and a minister, but in fact he was a close friend.

Those eyes gradually became darker...

...

"Your Majesty has asked you to get someone."

Jia Ping'an sat there, listening to gossip everywhere, and suddenly felt that this was also very interesting.

It is better to listen to the gossip than to observe the wind.

A cavalry quickly came outside the imperial city and then arrived in front of the palace gate.

"Has committed suicide?"

"Yes, let go, we have to report to His Majesty quickly."

The eunuch hurried to meet the emperor.

Li Zhi's diligence was well-known, and he never delayed his daily discussion after ascending the throne. Later, the ministers could not stand it anymore, so they proposed to change the advice to once every two days.

But at this moment, he was standing outside the hall, looking at the hall with his hands behind his back, throwing the government and other things aside.

Tai Chi Palace!

This is the power center of the Tang Dynasty.

The sound of rapid footsteps came into my ears.

Li Zhi took a deep breath, "Can you resist?"

The eunuch behind him said happily: "Your Majesty, Changsun Wuji, that traitor... He committed suicide by taking poison."

Li Zhi's body stiffened.

Wang Zhongliang shouted softly, "Tell me clearly."

The eunuch quickly said, "Your Majesty, Changsun Wuji first asked the family to gather, and then served wine and food... He talked to his children and grandchildren one by one to comfort him, and then said something... He wanted to live for a while, but he was afraid that Erlang would laugh at me..."

Li Zhi felt empty in his heart.

Behind him, the eunuch's voice was a little erratic.

"... Changsun Wuji... the old servant... the family... cried loudly... they were all in prison..."

He waved his hand and suddenly felt lost in his mind.

"uncle!"

Standing in Lingyan Pavilion, he looked at the full-body portrait of Changsun Wuji, and after a long time, he reached out and touched it.

Wu Mei is outside.

Changsun Wuji committed suicide by taking poison, which was good news, but the emperor seemed a little sad.

"I don't want to, but I have to do it."

"If you take those human rights for a while, if you are there, those people will be ambitious."

"Why don't you go to the store? Why?"

Li Zhi suddenly held down Changsun Wuji's portrait.

His body trembled and choked.
To be continued...