The answer appeared, but it was not what An Huzi really wanted, he would rather Wu Fuzhong deny it at the moment, no matter how lame his argument was, An Huzi would choose to believe it, but Wu Fuzhong admitted it so happily.

An Huzi's heart is extremely complicated, just like he once said, he really doesn't hate Zhang Shicheng very much, because he thinks that Zhang Shicheng's descendants should also hate Lao Zhu, including his own Lao Tzu who dug Zhang Shicheng's corner.

There is no hatred for Zhang Shicheng's descendants, but there is a faint feeling in his heart that he has been fooled and deceived makes him extremely angry, and it is still the person he trusts the most who deceived him, no, it is two people!

His heart was very empty, his expression was a little trance, and he couldn't tell the truth from the false in this world for a while, and stretched out his finger to hook the old beggar on the ground.

The old beggar hesitated for a moment, but still leaned over and begged, "Master Jun, he admitted it." The villain didn't lie to you, so he spared the villain...... Ugh"

A big hand stuck the old beggar's neck like an iron tong, the old beggar's two old dirty hands grabbed An Huzi's big hand and struggled hard, there was a gurgling sound in his throat, a faint crisp sound, a trace of blood mixed with saliva overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his legs fluttered a few times before he stopped moving.

"An Tongzhi is really a good means, killing someone is like crushing an ant, is it my turn now, I'm ready." Wu Fuzhong said and slowly raised his neck.

"Hehe......" An Huzi lowered his head and sneered, his heavy nasal voice was full of bitterness, "Could it be that what you have done for me all these years is fake?" Is it compensation for your father? ”

Wu Fuzhong nodded and shook his head, "Yes, it's not!" ”

An Huzi gritted his teeth and replied hatefully: "But what I did for you is just because you are my brother, and I have never been mixed with anything else!" ”

After he finished speaking, he picked up the old beggar's body and stuffed it back into the box, "Grandpa has the grace of reinvention for me, and he can't keep this old miscellaneous hair for him, so you don't have to admit my affection!" ”

He casually took the chopsticks and tied the wooden box, grabbed the iron ring on the box with one hand, and said: "Early tomorrow morning, I will respond to the sky by train, you are so good, it is best to leave Suzhou as soon as possible, this is a place of right and wrong." ”

After An Huzi finished speaking, he left without looking back, the wooden box was dragged on the ground by him, and the squeaky sound was extremely harsh, until he reached the edge of the courtyard gate, An Huzi put down the wooden box, and was about to ask the two subordinates outside to drag the wooden box away, but heard a muffled sound behind him.

He turned his head to look at it suddenly, only to see that Wu Fuzhong had fallen to the ground in the study with bright candles, his heart twitched suddenly, and three steps turned into two steps and rushed back.

I saw Wu Fuzhong lying on the ground, and under him was the blood flowing wantonly, An Huzi only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and he quickly knelt on the ground and turned Wu Fuzhong's body over, only to see that Wu Fuzhong had a pair of scissors inserted in his abdomen and had not reached the handle.

An Huzi only felt that his scalp was about to explode, "What are you doing!" You're stupid! ”

Wu Fuzhong squinted his eyes and moaned with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I...... I'm living because I'm ...... It's for my father...... Whoever pays the debt, the father...... Father's ...... to the people of Suzhou has already been returned, only Brother Huzi is missing...... This one, now seeking benevolence, is not ...... No regrets. ”

An Huzi was already in tears, "Who wants you to repay your debts!" I'm just angry that you've coaxed me for so many years, don't talk anymore, I'll take you to the doctor! ”

"Come on...... It's too late! Listen to me...... I said......" Wu Fuzhong stretched out his bloodstained hand to touch An Huzi's face, "Brother Huzi, don't hate my father and don't hate me, let alone create evil and make your descendants ...... debts."

An Huzi held Wu Fuzhong's cold hand and pressed it on his face, "I don't hate you, I hate you there!" Now I only hate myself......" The other hand went to cover the wound, but the blood still flowed out.

"Qiao'er...... Qiao'er raised ...... for me" Halfway through the words, Wu Fuzhong's body stiffened, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on An Huzi's face, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was no longer breathing.

"Ah" a heart-rending roar mixed with infinite remorse resounded through the Suzhou Mansion...... (If you want to scold ugly words, you can start)

The light above his head flickered twice, and the huge temple fell into darkness, Yuan Sheng hurriedly took out a match from the purse on his waist and groped in the darkness to snort, lighting the candles on the candlestick.

Lao Zhu was looking up at the lampshade above his head, "What bullshit, didn't you just change it the day before yesterday, how did it break again, how much is Yuansheng's light bulb?" ”

"There are 300 wen on the market, but the price is suddenly reduced to only 100 wen during the Lantern Festival, and the palace has purchased a lot of money, saving a lot of money."

Lao Zhu snorted in his nose, "What is the price reduction, eighty percent is a new thing, this is a shipment that changes the law." ”

"The emperor is really like a god, yesterday the bulb workshop sent a lot of new samples, saying that this new product is brighter and more durable, and the broken ones within a month will be returned and replaced, and one will only cost 400 Wen."

"How many candles can I buy with four hundred Wen, how much can I use to light three or five at the same time, it's really black-hearted, no matter what they say in the future, don't buy their things."

"The slave knows, but she can't stand the urging of the girls, and the slave and the maid can't do it!"

"Since the queen went to fight, these women have really become more and more extravagant. Let's put it on for me, and let me see how their new things are. ”

"Slave and maid, go get it!" Yuan Sheng turned around and went to the apse to get a new light bulb out, he stepped on the stool and pulled off the switch, replaced the broken light bulb under the lampshade, and turned the switch on again.

The dazzling light shone on Lao Zhu's eyes for a while, he hurriedly lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, looked at the words on the fold, and said happily: "It is indeed much brighter than before, and I am afraid that it will be indispensable in the future with my eyesight." ”

Lao Zhu, who is seventy years old, is full of silver hair, but the wrinkles on his face are not obvious, a little crane hair and childish face, if you know medical skills, you will know that it is actually Lao Zhu's face is swollen.

"Your Majesty, if your eyes are uncomfortable, rest early."

Lao Zhu looked at the few folds on the side, "There are not a few books left, I can stand it, and I will go to sleep after the approval." He said and took the next notebook, but he was furious after just looking at it, "This bastard pleaded for those readers who wrote anti-poems some time ago, and now he is pleading for Zeng Bingzheng, this is deliberately unable to get along with me!" ”

"Bastard" is the name of a specific person in Lao Zhu, and when he heard Lao Zhu scolding people like this, Yuan Sheng knew that Ma Du made Lao Zhu unhappy again.

Yuan Sheng picked up the recital on the ground and put it back on the dragon case, and persuaded: "The emperor is angry, don't hurt the dragon body for such a trivial matter, there are more officials who plead for Zeng Yintai, and Uncle Guo also took the previous book with him." ”

"Where is he taking it with him, he also asked people to redeem Zeng Bingzheng's daughter, he is deliberately unable to get along with me!"

"Zeng Yintai's daughter is only four years old, it is really pitiful, and Uncle Guo is also a kind-hearted ......"

Syllable!

Lao Zhu raised his hand and slapped Yuan Sheng to the ground, and asked coldly, "You also plead for the surname Zeng?" ”

Yuan Sheng hurriedly got up from the ground and kowtowed: "The slave maid is just a eunuch who doesn't dare to interfere in politics!" ”

"It's good to know! The surname Zeng is also a third-grade member who actually sold his daughter to get entangled, he doesn't want to lose face, but he has lost all my face, I have shortened his money, and honestly told me that there is no money, I will not give him to return to his hometown! This kind of person who has no king and no father, sentencing him to a palace punishment is already cheap for him! ”

"It is indeed cheaper to not let the surnamed Zeng enter the palace to be with the slave and maid!"

"Humph! Keep on your knees! Lao Zhu sat down and continued to look through the folds, and threw the folds in his hand in front of Yuan Sheng after reading them, "This is handed over by the Jiangxi Provincial Superintendent Yushi, you can see it yourself!" "Fupin Chinese