Datang broom star

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Changsun Wuji is better dead than alive.

As the arrester, he knew this very well.

The dead grandson Wuji is a good grandson Wuji.

Changsun Wuji clapped his hands.

The old servant came in with a jug of wine in both hands, filled it up, and said with a smile: "I can serve A Lang in this life, and I will die without regret."

Changsun Wuji nodded and raised his wine glass.

The old servant picked up the jug.

The wine glass is brought to the lips.

The spout of the jug is brought to the lips.

look up...

Bah!

The wine glass fell to the ground.

Bah!

The flagon fell to the ground.

The old servant slowly supported Changsun Wuji and knelt down, then touched his head to the ground without making a sound.

Changsun Wuji propped up the table with both hands, as if he saw the late emperor.When he was young, the first emperor was full of vigor, they hunted together, rode horses and galloped recklessly; they fell asleep on their feet, talking loudly; they drank together, drunk like mud...

"Old man... don't regret this life!"

He took one last look at his children and grandchildren, a clucking sound in his throat.

"Erlang..."

He lived with the first emperor all his life, said he was a monarch and minister, but in fact he was a close friend.

Those eyes gradually dimmed...

……

"Your Majesty ordered someone to take someone away."

Jia Pingan sat there, listening to the gossip, and suddenly felt that this was also very interesting.

Watching the wind makes it better to listen to gossip.

Yiqi quickly arrived outside the imperial city, and then arrived in front of the palace gate.

"Suicide?"

"Yes, get out of the way, we have to report to His Majesty immediately."

The servant hurried to see the emperor.

Li Zhi's diligent administration is well-known, and he never delayed his daily discussions after he took the throne.Later, the officials couldn't stand it anymore, so they suggested changing it 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, leaving aside everything about government affairs.

Tai Chi Hall!

This is Datang's power center.

The sound of hurried footsteps came to my ears.

Li Zhi took a deep breath, "Is Uncle resisting?"

The servant behind him said joyfully, "Your Majesty, that rebel Changsun Wuji...he committed suicide by taking poison."

Li Zhi's body froze.

Wang Zhongliang snorted, "Say it clearly."

The servant hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, Changsun Wuji first gathered the whole family together, and then served the food and wine... He talked to the children and grandchildren one by one to comfort him, and then he said something... I wanted to live for a while, but I was afraid that Erlang would laugh at the old man... ..."

Li Zhi felt empty in his heart.

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

"...Changsun Wuji...the old servant...the whole family...weeping...all in prison..."

He waved his hand, suddenly feeling less interested.

"uncle!"

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

Wu Mei is outside.

It is good news that Changsun Wuji committed suicide by taking poison, but the emperor seemed a little disappointed.

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

"If you take those human rights with you for a while, those people's ambitions will never die if you are there."

"Why don't you go to Lianzhan? Why?"

Li Zhi suddenly pressed the portrait of Changsun Wuji.