I, Han Gaozu, actually traveled through Song Gaozong?

Chapter 109 Please Die

Qin Hui stayed on the boat until sunset.

When we got outside, the lights were already on, and when we got to the house, it was completely dark.

He was an official from Ci and Maoke, and there were only five people in the same discipline.

With a beautiful handwriting, if there is no accident, he may be like many civil servants. He may have troubles in his official career, but he can also leave some works handed down to future generations.

In this way, this life is not in vain.

Unfortunately, there was an accident.

He has seen with his own eyes the hell-like scene when the city of Bianjing was broken, and he has also seen with his own eyes how the principles of ethics he believed in were smashed and destroyed.

He didn't have the courage to die for the country like Liu Ziyu's father, Liu Kai, and he didn't dare to scold Nianhan like Li Ruoshui... When Li Ruoshui scolded, Nianhan cut off his tongue; when he stared, his eyes were gouged out and he pointed with his finger, and his finger was cut off.

It's just that I have seen it, I know the end, and I have seen what kind of life the nobles of the dignified family are living.

That's why he was afraid.

It's not so much that I'm afraid, it's better to say that I admit it.

From opposing the cession of the three towns back then, to later attacking the main fighters blindly seeking peace.

Who is to blame?
Blame Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan, father and son, who can compare to his Zhao family when it comes to traitorous country!
What they are selling is the country 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.

Blame Wan Yanchang, if it wasn't for the laziness that gave him a chance, if he didn't appreciate him and let him live a good life among the suffering people, even the former emperor would have to rely on his breath...

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 can also be as unswerving as other ministers, if Wan Yanchang didn't treat him so well.

It's also Zhao Gou's fault, he doesn't even care about his parents, why should he think about him?

Blame Yue Fei and Han Shizhong, blame Zhao Ding and 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 should be blamed the most is that thief, he is the most tricky person.

After pouring out the last drop of wine in the jug, 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.

Nine?

Lao Jiu would never be so stupid as to tell Yue Fei that he himself wanted Yue Fei's life, right?

"Master Xiang..."

The owner of the ship shouted outside the door: "Can you light the lamp for you, little one?"

Looking at the somewhat messy surroundings, wine pots and wine glasses were scattered all over the floor... Just now, Qin Xi had been feeling very wronged by his mother-in-law, and felt that he had been greatly wronged, so he couldn't hold back for a while, so he put it on him a few times.

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

After coming here for such a long time, it is unavoidable for Qin Xi to sue Wang when he returns.

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

Qin Twelve waited for a long time beside the carriage, and finally let Master Qin come out.

He always felt empty in his heart, and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

"Master, shall we go home?"

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

After receiving the order, the carriage galloped away.

When he reached the gate of Xiangfu, Qin Twelve felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart. He frowned and cursed:

"Why don't you even hold the lamp! What is Qin San doing!"

The lantern in front of Xiangfu's gate was dimmed, and there was no one at the gate.

Qin Hui was a little drunk, couldn't control so much, stomped on his feet, almost fell to the ground.

It was Qin Twelve who supported him, and a master and a 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 mansion were not lit.

That's all on the outside, according to Wang's temper, how could it be possible for the Prime Minister's Mansion to become like this!
"Master Xiang..."

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

Qin Hui rubbed his eyes and narrowed them slightly.

"go!"

Both of them moved quickly, as soon as Qin Hui said this, he turned around at the same time.

It's just that the way to come has been blocked by people.

Seeing the visitor, Qin Twelve breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said:
"Brother, what is this for! The mansion is so dark, you don't care!"

Qin Da with round head and round face just smiled, but he was somewhat similar to Maitreya in that temple.

"Big brother?"

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

Feeling a force pushing himself towards Qin Da, when Qin Twelve raised his head again, he saw Qin Xiang running towards the gate.

It stopped quickly again.

"It's dark and the road is not easy to walk, Prime Minister Qin should go back."

This is... Qin San?
I don't know if it's an illusion, but Qin Twelve just felt that Master Qin's legs were shaking so badly that he seemed to be about to lose his standing.

He was suspicious in his heart, and felt that Qin Da and Qin San had known each other for many years, but at this moment they were very strange.

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

When he saw clearly, he collapsed on the ground.

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

They all had ropes hanging around their necks, hanging in the room like this, even shaking slightly.

"This...this is..."

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

After finally gathering strength, he turned around and wanted to run away, but felt his shoulders sink... Qin Da's hand had already been put on it.

"Brother, you have always been very loyal."

"This time, I should go to accompany Master Xiang and his wife, so that they will not be lonely on the road."

Qin Da laughed 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 twisted by Qin Da.

Now, there are only three of Qin Xiangye and the others in this yard.

Qin Huijiu woke up a long time ago, and seeing Qin Twelve lost his life with his own eyes, he quickly knelt down towards his housekeeper:
"You two forgive me, you two forgive me!"

"I'm innocent, I'm innocent!"

"I'm still the prime minister of Song, you still need me!"

"This time the peace talks have been completed, you...you are the masters of your own affairs!"

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

It seemed to be begging for mercy, but also a threat.

Qin San also imitated Qin Da, with a smile on his face:
"Master Xiang, whether you are the prime minister of Song or not, you should be on your way."

"We have always followed orders, you know that."

"Now the higher ups are going to kill you, so I have to follow suit. You can't go back, we still have to go back."

Qin Hui lost his strength: "Zhang Tonggu is dead, who else can you listen to?"

He protested like this, as if he was arguing with others.

Qin San squatted down and looked at the prime minister who had served for many years:

"Zhang Tonggu is also a Han Chinese, and the Han people can't control us, you know that."

"Thinking of your friendship with us for many years, let me tell you something, you can understand."

"We only listen to the words of the nobleman."

Hearing him say the word 'noble man', Qin Hui's eyes widened suddenly, and the dwarf at the banquet yesterday appeared in his mind.

At that time, Zhang Tonggu, who was the envoy, also called him that.

Qin Sanrou said:
"I'm taking the liberty to invite you, Mr. Xiang..."

"To die."

　Song Zhongchen is not dead today, but will die tomorrow

　　will not die at the hands of these two

　　
　
(End of this chapter)