In the prison of the Tingwei Mansion, it was dark.

In addition to the necessary bedtime rest, Huangfu Song's writing work has not stopped for almost a moment.

After not seeing him for many days, his face became even more haggard, a lot of gray hair was added to his loose hair, and his previously bright eyes became particularly cloudy at the moment, losing his former vitality.

The chains that locked the cell door rattled.

The cell door opened, and the left prisoner of Tingwei stood at the door, his eyes poked in, looking at this famous general of the Han Empire, who had been famous all over the world, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his tone, as if he was stating an ordinary trivial matter: "Huangfu Song, you are free."

Huangfu Song's body, who was kneeling on the ground, froze suddenly, and the pen in his hand snapped and broke due to excessive force.

When he came in this time, he didn't expect to be able to get out alive.

What kind of person Dong Zhuo is, Huangfu Song can no longer know it, he would rather kill than indulge in his temperament, the Son of Heaven will abolish it, and in Dong Zhuo's eyes, hundreds of officials are even inferior to grass mustard.

And now, Dong Zhuo actually ordered an acquittal.

Huangfu Song couldn't figure it out.

Walking out of Tingwei Prison, the sun fell on him.

Suddenly, Huangfu Song had a very unreal feeling, he looked back at the Tingwei Prison behind him, and sighed long, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

Then he took a step and walked in the direction of home.

At home, his son Huangfu Jianshou hurried back from out of town after learning that his father had been imprisoned.

He went to ask Dong Zhuo, but to no avail, he ran around again, visited various powerful people in Chang'an City, and asked them to help rescue his father, but the result was the same failure.

Just when Huangfu Jianshou was about to take the last road, his father returned!

He hurried out of the house.

The father standing outside the gate of the mansion, compared with the appearance after the last goodbye, is like two people, no longer majestic as before, gray hair, and haggard.

Huangfu Jianshou burst into tears.

"The father suffered this great sin, and the son was also guilty!"

"This has nothing to do with you, and I am very happy for you to come back."

The father and son have not seen each other for a long time, and now they are reunited, and Huangfu Song's eyes are full of relief.

In these days in prison, he thought a lot, if he could see each other again in this life, he would never force his son to join the army again, just do what he likes.

Subsequently, with the support of his son, Huangfu Song returned to the mansion.

"How did my father get out of his predicament?"

After sitting down, Huangfu Jianshou was curious about this.

Huangfu Song looked at his son's suspicious face, and he also wondered: "Isn't this your idea?"

Before that, Huang Fu Song had always thought that it was his son looking for a favor.

Don't look at him dominating the field, but when it comes to interpersonal relationships in officialdom, to tell the truth, it's not true.

If it's not a son, who else can it be?

Huangfu Song couldn't think of a more suitable candidate for a while.

As for Xiahou An, who had come to visit him in prison, this name only flashed in Huangfu Song's mind for a moment, and then disappeared.

In Huangfu Song's opinion, Xiahou An is just a small Yulin Lang, and he is not qualified to talk to Dong Zhuo at all.

Could it be that Dong Zhuo suddenly discovered it with his conscience?

Huangfu Song shook his head, this is even more impossible.

So, he ordered his son to go out to find out the news.

If you really accept someone else's love, then you must pay it back.

Around noon, Huangfu Jianshou brought the news back.

"Father, after many inquiries, the child learned that when the dynasty was dispersed today, Wu Fu, the captain of the Yue Cavalry, assassinated Dong Zhuo alone. It was a Yu Linlang named 'Xiahou An', who blocked a knife for the Taishi, and it was he who begged the Taishi to let his father go......"

Huangfu Jianshou truthfully reported the news he had inquired about.

As for who Xiahou An is, Huangfu Jianshou has never heard of him, and only regards him as a former official loyal to his father.

Otherwise, ordinary people who would make such a request.

Contrary to his son's calm appearance, after hearing the news, Huangfu Song's heart was greatly shaken!

The kid who has only seen one time is so desperate. What's even more unexpected is that Xiahouan blocked the knife for Dong Zhuo, not seeking fame, fortune and wealth, but just begging Dong Zhuo to let himself go......

He unconsciously remembered that day when Xiahou An came to visit the prison, he swore that he would save himself from prison and make himself feel relieved.

At that time, Huangfu Song didn't pay attention to it at all.

Who would have thought that this was really answered today!

Thinking of this, Huangfu Song couldn't help but wet his eyes with tears, this stupid child!

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

Sensing his father's strange expression, Huangfu Jianshou hurriedly asked, thinking that his father had been punished in prison and was in pain.

Huangfu Song waved his hand at this, and only asked where Xia Hou'an was now and how his injuries were?

Huangfu Jianshou replied: "People are lying in the Hall of Fortune, and the doctors in the palace are busy. It is said that Wu Fu smeared poison on the dagger of assassination, and this kid is afraid that he will not live......"

"Dong Zhuo also made cruel words about this, if you can't save Xiahou'an, all the doctors will be buried together!"

This is Dong Zhuo's style.

After listening to this, Huangfu Song and his son instructed: "Go and fetch my father's court clothes, and I will go to the palace!" ”

"Father, you have just been released from prison, and you are afraid that it will be inappropriate to enter the palace at this juncture, so you should go back in a while."

Huangfu Jianshou persuaded that if he bumped into Dong Zhuo, he might have to come up with something else.

"If you are told to go, you will go!"

Huangfu Song straightened his face, and his tone was incomprehensible, when was it his son's turn to teach Lao Tzu to do things.

Huangfu Song was a straight man, and Xiahou An risked his life to rescue him from prison.

If you don't go, you won't be at ease in this life.

couldn't beat the old man, so Huangfu Jianshou had to find a court uniform and change it for his father.

Then, personally drove the carriage to send the old man into the palace.

When he arrived at the Hall of Fude, Dong Zhuo was no longer here.

Huangfu Song strode into the main hall, in addition to the busy doctors in the hall, there was also the great Confucian Cai Yong.

Seeing Huangfu Song's arrival, none of the people present were surprised, after all, they also knew a little about Xiahou An's request for Dong Zhuo.

Huangfu Song stepped forward to ask Cai Yong about the situation.

Cai Yong said that Xiahou An's abdomen had an opening, and the bleeding had stopped, but the poison in his body could not be cleared.

The doctors prescribed a lot of prescriptions to detoxify and invigorate the blood, and after forcibly pouring them down, they didn't see any effect, but they were really desperate to die!

Cai Yong's face was concerned, and he was obviously uncomfortable in his heart.

It was not easy to meet such a junior friend with similar interests, who would have thought that he would be poisoned today.

"Is there no other way?"

Huangfu Song grabbed a passing doctor and asked unrelentingly.

"We have already used all the means we can use, if we really can't wake up, then we can only say that this son's fate has been determined......"

The Imperial Doctor sighed and said, saying that they were helpless about this, and they were also eager to save Xiahou An, after all, Demon King Dong had already made the final clearance paperwork.

However, wanting to save life and whether or not it can be saved are two different things.

Wu Fuxing's assassination is highly poisonous, and it is not easy for them to maintain Xiahou An until now.

Huangfu Song wanted to ask again, but at this time, the doctor who was guarding in front of the bed looked at Xiahou'an's pulse and snort, his face stiffened, and he was stunned as if he had lost his soul.

When others asked him, he didn't answer.

It wasn't until someone pushed him from the side that he told everyone like a mourner.

Xiahou An is angry!