The carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion was like an arrow from the string, speeding through the capital, appearing from the night, and then plunging into the night and disappearing into the darkness.

With a rumbling, the carriage ran over a stone, and the whole carriage trembled, and Pan Chunwei in the carriage trembled, Pan An hurriedly supported the prime minister, and reminded the master to be careful.

Pan Chunwei sat up straight, calmed down, the bump just now shocked his heart, his heart suddenly suffocated, a trace of extremely bad pre-cold came to his heart, and he stretched out his hand to hold the carriage: "Pan An, why am I shocked?" ”

Pan An said with a smile: "In the past, the old man was busy all day long, and he had no time to think about other things, even if he was sick, he might not feel it. ”

Pan Chunwei nodded: "What you said also makes some sense, maybe I've been too relaxed recently." ”

Gently closed his eyes, he began to close his eyes and recuperate, in a few days he will be able to return to his hometown, his ancestors will go to the Han land, the grass will grow and the land will be lush, and he will have a bumper harvest if he can be a private school gentleman, but before that, Renmei's marriage must be decided, so that he can rest assured.

Pan Chunwei suddenly became curious, which girl did Renmei fall in love with, which made him at a loss, anxious and anxious, is there really such a charming girl in the court? How could the old man not know. After thinking about it, Pan Chunwei was suddenly stunned, Lin Wan'er's name suddenly came to mind, the girl Renmei likes can't be Lin Wan'er, right?

Shaking his head, Pan Chunwei laughed again. If the speculation is good, seventy-seven-eighty-eight should be Lin Wan'er, a talented girl of Great Wei, it seems that Renmei is going to hit a wall this time. The beatings are light.

If it is according to the prime minister's past temperament, he will not look down on Lin Wan'er, a woman's virtuous and virtuous virtues cannot be reflected in the other party at all, but has a small belly and chicken intestines in the countryside, Lin Wan'er's words and deeds are not worthy of the title of talented woman, and Lin Wan'er is not worthy of "The Story of the West Chamber" and "The Story of the Stone".

But now the Prime Minister has a different opinion, and the Prime Minister's Mansion has been deserted for too long. Someone needs to be active and bring a little lively atmosphere, and the not naïve but absolutely brilliant Lin Wan'er is very suitable. Pan Chunwei knew many things about Lin Wan'er and Zhao Gan. But if Lin Wan'er doesn't think Renmei is annoying, he, the prime minister, can pull down his face and go around, say a few soft words, and give a few promises.

The carriage sped through the noon gate. Cross the Jinshui Bridge. Pan Chunwei insisted on getting out of the car and walking.

There is an order in the palace that anyone who enters the palace is not allowed to wear a sword, and is not allowed to ride a horse or a car.

A reckless man like Xu Xiao, the king of Xiliang, doesn't care about this kind of rule at all. The last time he entered the palace, he wore a cool knife. Wei Song was still holding a silver gun, arrogant and a mess.

Thinking of Xu Xiao, who had a deep personal grudge against him, Pan Chunwei couldn't help but smile again, if he has the opportunity to go to Xiliang in the future, to see what Xiliang, which is known as a wild but harmonious one, is like.

Recently, the Prime Minister has become more and more smiling, because life is getting better and better.

Grandpa Sun was so anxious that he led the way in front, and every time he saw the smiling prime minister, he felt a little unbearable in his heart, and he wanted to speak several times, but he was suppressed, but his steps were faster.

Before coming to the main hall, Zhao Shuo held Pan Meimei in one hand, his face was sad, and Pan Meimei had already cried into tears, and when she saw her father, she was even more grief-stricken, and threw herself into her father's arms, crying loudly: "Father, Renmei is ......."

Before he finished his sentence, he couldn't make a sound.

Pan Chunwei saw this situation, a dizziness, a trace of bad feeling came to his heart again, he pushed Pan Meimei away, anxiously walked towards the main hall, just took two steps, he suddenly slowed down again, the expression on his face was struggling and tangled.

Before entering the temple, he already smelled the pungent smell of blood, staggered all over, and wanted to fall.

Pan An stretched out his hand to support the master, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was stopped by Pan Chunwei.

Stabilizing his trembling body, Pan Chunwei calmed down, stepped over the threshold of the main hall, and walked in.

Pan Renmei's body was lying in the main hall, blood was flowing out, outlining a delicate flower, the child who often beat and scolded lay there quietly, no longer cowardly, Pan Chunwei's heart seemed to have been hit hard by something.

The past is vivid, life slows down and returns quickly, a resolute face suddenly becomes distorted, and then there is a deep grief, and muddy tears flow down his weather-beaten face.

Pan Chunwei couldn't control his trembling hands, trembling all over, barely standing up, and approaching Pan Renmei step by step, his body that had supported the court for many years collapsed, and old tears were rampant.

Pan Meimei ran up and hugged her father, and she couldn't stop crying.

In an instant, reality deprived all the beauty, Pan Chunwei slowly picked up the cold Pan Renmei, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time turned into a terrible cry: "Renmei, wake up quickly, my father has come to see you!! ”

But Pan Renmei didn't move, as if she was asleep, but her face was much paler than usual.

In the midst of great grief, Pan Chunwei's face became more and more gloomy, and his voice was like ice: "Meimei, who killed Renmei, tell your father quickly." ”

"It's Lin Wan'er, it's Lin Wan'er." Pan Meimei's face was full of tears, but she was unusually firm, "Father, it was Lin Wan'er who killed Renmei, I saw it with my own eyes, she killed Renmei with a dagger, woo, father, blame me, blame me for failing to protect Renmei." ”

"Lin Wan'er!" Pan Chunwei's voice became colder and colder, "It turns out that it's really her, Renmei likes you, it's good if you refuse, and you even killed Renmei, so vicious!" ”

"Renmei, it's my father who is bad, it's my father who hurt you, my father shouldn't be harsh on you, let alone beat and scold you. You go well, you haven't seen your mother yet, when you were born, your mother went, and you can meet when you go. Father will not let you die in vain, Father will compensate you. Pan Chunwei's voice was soft, like comfort.

After a long time, Pan Chunwei gently put down Pan Renmei's body, deeply suppressed all the grief, slowly stood up, looked at the cold night outside the main hall, and his eyes became colder and colder: "I, Pan Chunwei, swear to the sky, I will definitely kill all your Lin family!" ”

Zhao Shuo on the side was expressionless, not sad or happy, he couldn't help trembling when he saw Pan Chunwei's body, the prime minister was old, and he couldn't control his body anymore. (To be continued.) )