Fu Rang looked at Fu Youde at a loss.

The eldest son, Fu Zhong, had just arrived, panting and frightened.

He knew that something had happened to his father, but he didn't know what it was, and the first thing he thought of was to explain the reason why he was late: "Dad, my son is late!" The princess vomited so badly that she had a ......."

"The emperor wants the head of our father and son, give it to him!"

Fu Youde's face was expressionless, and not a word of the good news brought by Fu Zhong broke into his ears.

He pulled out the knife from Fu Rang's body. With the knife in hand, Fu Zhong's head rolled down the stone steps along His Majesty.

Fu Rang sat on the ground, holding his head, his body trembling like chaff, and muttering: "Dad, don't, don't ......"

Fu Youde snorted, extremely disgusted with Fu Rang's cringe, and slashed again, this knife was faster and sharper, as if he wished to quickly end up with his useless son.

The minister exclaimed, but because they were not clear about the emperor's intentions, they did not dare to come forward to dissuade or comfort Fu Youde.

Fu Youde took off his robe, wrapped Fu Rang's head, and then walked down the steps to wrap Fu Zhong's head.

With two heads in his hand, he strode into the temple like a triumphant general.

He was used to such scenes, and the only difference from the previous ones was that no one cheered him on this time.

There was not a trace of fear to be found on his face and body, he was not afraid of death, he had never been afraid, neither in front of the enemy nor in front of the emperor.

Fu Youde's calmness in the face of death is innate, and his determination comes from his desire to preserve his bravery.

What did he do all his life for? Originally, it was for the sake of leaving a name for eternity and glory for eternity.

But none of that would exist.

Zhu Yuanzhang will erase his exploits, and will record him as a rebel and a thief.

He is just a bow in Zhu Yuanzhang's hand, and Zhu Yuanzhang tells him to shoot wherever he wants.

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to break him, and he could only break his bones, but at least he could choose his own way of death first.

His bravery must have a beginning and an end.

Fu Youde shook off his filthy robe, and two human heads wrapped in dust and snow rolled out.

Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked and stood up: "Fu Youde! Why are you so cruel? ”

"Isn't this what the emperor wants?" Fu Youde's voice is like a bell, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring.

"Bastard! Are you saying I'm cruel? Zhu Yuanzhang flicked his arm vigorously, and the wine bottle in front of him flew down the steps and landed next to the two heads.

"I treat you well, treat your son well, why do you slander me? I promoted you from a small soldier to a 'Commander of the Guards', and I put the mountains in your hands. Every time I go out to return to the court, I give you platinum and Wenqi. I have given you the title of duke, given you an iron ticket to avoid death, promised your daughter to the king of Jin, and made your son a concubine, what are you not satisfied with? ”

"Hahaha!" Fu Youde looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, taking off his cotton robe and taking off the close-fitting inside.

Even more shocking than his crazy actions were the scars on his body.

"These three places are the battle of Poyang Lake, the minister opened the way for the emperor, and he was wounded by an arrow on the light boat!" He pointed to an inverted triangle on his chest, one of which was next to his heart.

"This is in exchange for a knife wound from the 'Commander of the Heroic Guard'!" Fu Youde pointed to a five-inch-long scar under his ribs.

"And half an ear, hahaha!" He tugged hard at the remaining half of his right ear.

Zhu Yuanzhang clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and the old Long Zhong's face actually glowed with vitality.

Desire is the driving force of life, he wants Fu Youde's life, he has always wanted it, but he never wants it now.

"This is He Zongzhe's reward for his ministers!" Fu Youde patted his stomach, and two repeatedly scabbed and festering knife cuts drew a cross with the navel as the center.

"Relying on them, the minister pacified Shanxi, it's worth it!"

The eyes of two or three officials of the Ministry of Rites moistened. They didn't dare to move, blinking desperately, trying to swallow the tears back into their stomachs.

"On the back, the flying arrows of the Shu people are small in strength, so they are not worth mentioning!" Fu Youde patted his back.

"On the legs, Yungui's poisonous snake made the minister lie down for a month." Fu Youde lifted his trousers.

"Presumptuous!" Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't bear it anymore, so he got up, propped his hands on the table, leaned forward, and stared at Fu Youde viciously with his eyes.

"Which general is not wounded? I'm no less wounded than you! ”

"The minister doesn't dare to compete with the emperor, what the minister wants to say is that the minister has become a waste, so the emperor will take the minister's head!"

Fu Youde put the knife on his neck, faster than anyone's eyes, and ended his life cleanly, once again confirming in the historical record that "the official is evil".

Changshi Wei Xing stood not far from King Jin's room and waited quietly.

Last night they got the news that Fu Youde committed suicide in front of Zhu Yuanzhang, and it didn't take many sensitive political nerves to smell the smell of gunpowder spreading in Shanxi.

As the political center of Shanxi, the Jin Dynasty Zhu Wangfu, as the soul of the Jin Palace, was already in the smoke of gunpowder.

Fu Youde and Zhu are close relatives, and they have deployed Shanxi's army and mastered Shanxi's military strength.

He had a close relationship with Zhu because of the blood of his descendants and because they jointly managed a piece of land.

If Zhu is the heart of Shanxi, then Fu Youde is the brain of Shanxi.

Fu Youde's every move affected Shanxi and decided Zhu's fate.

Why did he kill himself? Wei Xing couldn't figure it out.

Fu Youde is one of the few old founding heroes who has survived to the present.

He created the myth of seven battles and seven victories, and his exploits were ranked above the generals by Zhu Yuanzhang.

He was also lucky to escape the Hu Weiyong case and escaped from last year's Lanyu case.

He is old, and he only needs to abandon his armor and return to the field to enjoy the blessings of his children and grandchildren.

Why did Fu Youde break himself and end up with an unclear reputation?

Guanyin Nu withdrew from the Zhu room, shy like a budding rose.

Wei Xing has no hostility towards this Mongolian woman, he does not object to Zhu Miao's liking of Guanyinnu, as long as this woman does not affect Zhu's reputation, does not reduce Zhu's rights, and does not delay the major events in his eyes.

Wei Xing saw Zhu Yi sitting on the bed from outside the door, and the smile on his face still did not fade.

Wei Xing gave Guanyin Nu a credit.

Last night's Zhu was not as calm as he is now, when he first heard the news of Fu Youde's suicide, he refused to say a word to Wei Xing, as if Wei Xing had brought him bad news, and he wanted to punish Wei Xing with indifference.

The court has a saying in advance: the vassal king has been, and he has questioned the long history.

Wei Xing stayed awake all night, as the long history of the Jin Palace, he not only had to pay attention to the fate of the Jin Palace, but also the movements of the King of Jin.

He hoped that in this sudden storm, he could help the Jin King's Mansion to maintain the profit and Baotai, help the Jin King turn the corner, and at the same time complete his own mission.