Tianqing City, Suzaku Street, Pan Mansion.

"Oh no! the old man committed suicide!!"

With the sound of the butler tearing his throat, the entire Pan Mansion exploded in an instant!

I saw that in Pan Shimei's study, Pan Shimei was hanging on the beam, and there was a piece of rice paper on the desk, on which was written Qingxiu.

After all, he is the prime minister of the dynasty and the head of civil officials, can he have a good hand?

However, such an old minister chose to end his life in this way.

Perhaps, he sensed that death was approaching, and it was better to make a decision himself than to die without someone's violent suppression.

Or, he felt indebted, indebted to the eldest daughter who had been killed by himself.

"Sir...... Ugh!"

Mrs. Pan didn't come up in one breath and fainted.

"Master, why are you leaving! What should I do?"

The little concubine sat at the door, thinking about whether the old man would be suppressed by the eldest lady if the old man left.

At this time, the housekeeper had already put Pan Shimei down, her body stiffened, and the person was cold.

"Daddy!"

A little boy of thirteen or fourteen was so frightened that he fell into the arms of his concubine, this is Pan Shimei's old son, the only son, Pan Yuntian.

"Daddy, Daddy, why can't you think so!"

As soon as Pan Yunlian saw Pan Shimei's body, she threw herself on the other party's body and cried bitterly.

The maids and servants knelt at the door one by one, some of them sobbed sincerely, and some of them thundered dryly, and it did not rain.

After Pan Shimei's suicide, the entire Pan Mansion was filled with a cloud of mourning.

In the end, it was the second lady of Pan Mansion, Pan Yunlian was the first to come out of her grief, holding her father's suicide note, and her originally beautiful little face flashed a trace of hideousness.

"Daddy!Why?Why can't you think about it?Are you so afraid of Ximenhao?Why don't you go down with him?!"

She muttered under her breath, her eyes filled with flames of hatred.

The suicide note is very simple, Pan Shimei feels that she has lost, she has lost in the struggle for power in the palace, or she is still a leader like him, and the final outcome can be imagined.

At the same time, there is another reason why he chose to commit suicide, that is, don't let his family hate Ximenhao, and don't take revenge.

Because, he felt that Ximen Hao was too terrible, and now he is now the legendary true dragon son and the best candidate to inherit the throne!

Just wait for Tiandu Academy to be gilded, and it is estimated that it will not take a few years after coming back, and Ximen Potian will take a back seat to cultivate.

Therefore, to fight with such a person, there is no other explanation than to find death.

However, he misestimated his second daughter, a strange woman who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also has a trace of paranoia.

Therefore, his suicide did not let his descendants get rid of their hatred for Ximenhao, and even more hatred!

Actually, maybe he didn't have to kill himself.

Although Ximen Hao is a thirst for killing, it is for orcs, or people who are a threat to him.

As for Pan Shimei, he is just on the wrong side in terms of political position, if he has great talent, Ximen Hao will even continue to let the other party play for Qingguo.

The so-called: there is no use of eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

Of course, this is just an assumption, because no one can figure out Na Ximenhao's mind.

"Butler~ go, go and inform Lord Wang, and ask him to go to His Majesty to report the funeral. Although Daddy is not powerful now, he is still the prime minister of Qingguo. ”

Pan Yunlian suppressed the hatred in her heart, and the whole person became extremely calm.

He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and of course he also knows some other things.

His mother is in a coma, his second mother is unbearable, and his younger brother is young, so there is always someone in charge of this family.

"Yes, Second Miss. ”

The butler wiped away his tears and left with the two handymen.

"Come, go, set up the mourning hall, and hold a funeral for the master! At the same time, the servants will all go out to report the funeral to the master's colleagues, relatives and friends!"

Pan Yunlian gave an order simply and quickly, and then looked at the concubine Zhang who was still crying:

"Erniang, please cheer up, Daddy's future is important. ”

The little concubine Zhang stopped crying and glanced at Pan Yunlian. wanted to say something, but for some reason, when she saw the other party, she was a little scared.

Pull up your own son and help arrange it.

Pan Shimei's death was very sudden, because since Ximen Guang's death, the crown prince Ximen Hao has never found trouble with the original Ximen Guang faction.

The ministers of civil and military affairs who were close to Pan's Mansion were surprised when they learned of Pan Shimei's death.

I wanted to ask about the cause of his death, but the mourners were all subordinates, so I temporarily suppressed the doubts in my heart.

Under the temporary command of Pan Yunlian, the mourning hall was set up, and white lanterns were hung at the door.

Horse-drawn carriages gathered towards Pan's house, and as the mourners entered the house, they would hear bursts of sad cries.

Soon, the entire Suzaku Street, this area of Pan Mansion, was blocked by all kinds of carriages.

Regardless of whether Pan Shimei lost the battle for the crown prince, or whether he became the most hated person of the current prince, after all, he was the prime minister, and the dead were the greatest.

Therefore, whether it was the original Ximen Guang faction or those who originally supported Ximen Hao, they all came to condole.

......

The Imperial Palace, the Emperor's Study.

"Your Majesty, it's no good! Prime Minister Pan hanged himself at home!"

Wu Sheng was holding a white post in his hand, which was sent by the housekeeper of the Pan Mansion to an official.

Simon, who was reviewing the recital, shook his hand, and the recital in his hand fell on the table.

But he didn't look up, just a flash of sadness on his face.

"Alas~ Although Pan Shimei is too utilitarian, he does not deny that he is erudite and talented, but it is a pity that he ...... Well, in this way, lest Da Lang ascend the throne in the future and bring disaster to his family!"

Simon Potian sighed.

Pan Shimei's suicide was unexpected to him, but it was also reasonable.

Others are okay to say, but Pan Shimei is too deep and participated in the assassination of Ximen Hao, and it is difficult to get a good death.

"Then Your Majesty, do you want to go and offer condolences?" asked the Martial Saint cautiously.

Because these things are usually arranged by him.

Simon closed the music slowly, got up, and preached:

"Martial Saint listens to orders!"

"The minions are here. The Martial Saint hurriedly saluted.

"Pan Shimei, the prime minister of Qingguo, has dedicated his life to Qingguo, and he is at home, and I hear this bad news, and I am painful! Now, I have crowned the deceased with the title ......of duke, and he will be buried with a duke ceremony!

......

"One of his sons and one daughter was crowned viscount......! And give 10,000 taels of gold for the funeral......!

"Long live my emperor! long live!

The Pan Mansion bowed together, and there were many ministers who came this time, and there was even a posture of going to the court.

"People's girl Pan Yunlian, thank the emperor!"

Pan Yunlian bowed again, then bent down and bowed her head, stretching out her hands in front of the Martial Saint.

The Martial Saint shook off the dust, put the holy decree in Pan Yunlian's hand, and then said:

"Pan Yunlian, Ling Zun suddenly met him, and I am also very sad! Prime Minister Pan Qingguo has been an official for decades, but he didn't expect it...... Alas, it's enough! Don't mention it!

(End of chapter)