Outside the city, in front of the tombstone of the mane fist.

Pan Chong lightly retracted his gaze, the lantern he was holding shone on his old face, and the rare gray spots fell on his face, which was obviously charming, and looked even more decayed, and sighed lightly: "Back then, I was in the same dynasty as him, and now I have become the prince of a country, and I have been relied on by two generations of emperors, and I have not fallen down for three dynasties, but he has fallen all his life, guarding a city gate, and finally died tragically!"

"It's all because of me......"

The old slave poured a bottle of hot wine for him and said in a low voice: "Master, people can't be resurrected after death, don't be sad." ”

Pan Chong took the warm rice wine, looked at the rippling wine juice, his eyes were deep, and poured the rice wine on the grave of the fist: "In the end, I want to borrow his life, so it's okay for him to scold, and he scolded right......"

"I have legs but I'm useless. ”

Pan Chong caressed his legs as if talking to himself, as if the colder it was today, the more painful his legs became.

"For many years, whenever I went on a journey, I was honored by the king with chariots and horses, but I was even worse at walking...... I'm really sorry for the king's kindness......"

The old slave's hand holding the wine jug was tight, and then lowered his eyes, stepped forward and bent his knees and pressed his legs for the Taishi and said: "Taishi, the deceased has passed away, you should take pity on the person in front of you, and Ling Yin's funeral can't be missed!"

"Well, you're right, go back!"

Pan Chong patted a pair of old cold legs, got up, held the old slave's hand, boarded the carriage back to the city, and looked at the Chu tombs outside the city.

"Ruoao, Cheng, Pan, Zhou, Li, Situ, and ......"

"One rises, the other falls, rise and fall in a blink of an eye. ”

Zhou, Situ, Man...... And who else will come next? Pan Chong sighed, "Sooner or later, I will walk in here one day......

"Taishi ......"

The old slave looked at Pan Chong.

"Let's go!"

Pan Chong slowly retracted his gaze and raised his eyes to look at the Floor Palace Que that was gradually lit up in the fog: "I'm afraid this Zhu Palace is because of the death of the fist." ”

"This is a courtier. ”

The old slave pressed Pan Chong's legs with a sense of proportion, and said quietly: "Chaos is also natural, and the peace on the surface is only what the people see." ”

"Hmm!"

Like an impenetrable fog, covering his face, Pan Chong glanced back at the old slave who spoke, held his hand tightly, and the old voice revealed indifference to time: "Since you want to mess up!"

"Let's let it mess up sooner!"

Hearing this, the old slave hesitated: "But is this plan too violent? Your Highness has no idea if there will be any accidents......

Suspected by the old slave, Pan Chong's expression still did not change, his eyes became sharper, and he said in a deep voice: "Politics without violence and blood, in my Chu country, it is not called politics at all." Any change of power will eventually enter the cycle of violence, she wants a peaceful transition of power, but peace will never take the initiative to approach people......"

"Only death will. ”

……

Late at night, go back to the house.

Xianyin waited at the door, and as soon as he heard the news, he hurriedly stepped forward: "Grandpa, something has happened to the Li Mansion!"

Pan Chong calmly patted his hand and said, "Say it slowly, don't be in a hurry." ”

"Elder Li was given an arm by the colt today!" Xian Yin said anxiously.

"Hmm. ”

Regarding the shocking news that Ao Ziyan folded one of Li Lao's arms, Pan Chong disagreed, looked at him and said, "Isn't there any bigger news?"

"It's not big enough?"

Xian Yin was surprised.

"That's okay, Li Lao is a good guy, this matter is not a big deal, Ziyan is hitting the first bird with a stick, as soon as Li Lao returns to the city, his mind moves too fast, so he is out of line. Pan Chong looked at him and asked.

"Isn't there any reaction in the palace?"

Xianyin came back to his senses, "I haven't entered the palace to report this matter yet......"

"Oh, then you change your mind to enter the palace and take a look, you go to Ling Yin's mansion with me first!"

"Yes!"

Xianyin didn't know what to do, but Pan Chong's words always made him suddenly have a bad premonition in his heart.

……

The moon is in the middle of the sky.

The day is coming to an end.

Everyone wanted to flee at flying speed, but they had to hold back their steps to leave, repeatedly saying goodbye to Ruo Ao Ziyan, promising to come again tomorrow, and politely refusing him as a master's send-off.

"I don't need to send the horses off, I'll come back later. ”

Back in the house, Li Lao, who had endured for a day, was finally helped up on his favorite soft couch, but in the past, he could be placed in a place of his soul, but today no matter what, he can't be relaxed.

Kneeling for too long, his ass, legs bent...... There was no place on his body that could be touched, and his arm was so painful that he couldn't forget the pain all over his body.

Screaming like a pig in the middle of the night.

The young concubines of Li Lao gathered around him and screamed in disbelief: "My lord, how dare he do this to you?"

Li Lao covered his right arm, which was already in pain, and gritted his teeth and said, "Why doesn't he dare?"

In the era of King Chu, Li Lao was already a right Yin.

Highly relied on by all parties.

Maneuvering between the major forces, like a fish in water.

Even if Yue Jiao was in power, he had never treated him so roughly.

The biggest fright he received in his life was just being bumped in the flames of war, suffering from displacement, as smart as him, he hadn't suffered much, but today Ruo Ziyan directly abolished his right hand as soon as he made a move......

Shaft!

Damn it!

The doctor at home knelt on the side of his couch tremblingly and said, "My lord, your arm ......"

"It's not good, is it?"

Li Laoqiang endured the pain and gritted his teeth and asked.

"Yes. ”

The doctor nodded.

Mrs. Li is old, even if it is restored, this loose bone cannot be intact.

Li Li's brothers cried bitterly when they heard this: "Father, father, it's all useless ...... for us."

In addition to crying, his sons are really useless, the old father is controlled by others and does not dare to save him, and the old father has a crippled hand and can only cry......

Li Lao's eyes breathed fire, staring at the four sons-in-law, it was really useless, thinking of this, he couldn't wait to kick them all into cripples, and the province would have to collect their corpses in the future.

In the end, he could only sullenly say: "The day after tomorrow, the court said to the outside world that my arm was broken by myself." ”

"But the other adults know about it......"

The youngest son was stunned.

The eldest Li Li immediately grabbed his mouth: "Yes, father, son understands! Then you rest first, and the sons will retire first." ”

"Get out!"

Driving away this group of waste sons, Li Lao was sweating profusely, his left hand pressed against his right arm on the wooden splint, and he looked at the arm that was curving outward with a sideways expression, as if it was Ruo Ao Ziyan's back, a black hole.

looked at the housekeeper: "Has the county prince rushed back from Shendi?"

The butler hesitated for a moment.

These days of ups and downs in the family, he has long forgotten the orders that Li Lao gave when he was taken hostage by Yue Jiao.

Sure enough, after this hesitation, a teacup was thrown fiercely, and a loud roar exploded in the room: "Is there only you waste left in my Li family?"

The four sons, who had not yet gone far outside the door, shivered in the wind......

……

Another night passed as calm as water.

It's just that on such a calm night, how many people's hearts are restless?

Who knows?

……