Chapter 87 Sorrow is self-pity

Chen Baichuan has been in this world for many years, and he completely regards himself as a person in this world. Since you are a person in this world, you will naturally have responsibilities in this world.

Although he is not a philosopher, Chen Baichuan once asked himself what the meaning of living was when he was lying on a haystack in the middle of the night.

The answer he gave himself was simple, to protect the hard-won family.

Revenge for the father and son is a matter of course, and it is also the responsibility that Chen Baichuan must bear.

Pick up the knife handed by Steward Lu and point it at Lynch's throat.

This is part of revenge, and after completing it, will the father who has never met recognize himself more under the Nine Springs?

Chen Baichuan walked towards Lin Qizheng step by step, the knife in his hand never trembled, and pointed straight at Lin Qizheng.

Lynch was scared, he begged for mercy, and he wept bitterly.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm just dizzy for a while, I don't dare, don't."

"Chen Baichuan, Envoy Chen, no, Lord Chen, please spare me. My concubine is pregnant, and I pity my unborn child. ”

But none of this made Chen Baichuan stop walking close to him.

What kind of retribution is. Chen Baichuan believes in the theory of cause and effect, and everything has a cause before it has an effect. Lynch is having today to blame for himself. It is possible to pity an old man covered in blood, but not to forgive him for the sins he has laid down.

Finally, the tip of the knife was pressed against Lynch's skin. Lynch was getting older, and the loose skin made it easier for the tip of the knife to end his life.

It may even take a few tens of seconds for the carotid artery to rupture to the point of losing consciousness, and Chen Baichuan gave Lynch a happy death.

Soon, Lynch was a corpse.

Chen Baichuan looked in the direction of a small house on Wenchang Street, raised the wine prepared in advance, tilted his wrist, and spilled the wine on the ground.

"Brother Fang, the promise I made to you that day has been fulfilled below. I hope that you, your lady and the second elder can rest in peace under the Nine Springs. ”

Raised another glass of wine, this glass of wine can go in any direction, because the place where Chen Baichuan stepped on was the hometown of the deceased.

Steward Lu calmed down and raised a glass of wine.

A glass of thin wine, offering sacrifices to the souls of the heroes who died early.

Two glasses of thin wine, expressing sorrow and longing in the chest.

Three glasses of thin wine, may the nine springs of Jun be better than the world.

Chen Baichuan never felt that he was a brilliant character, and he couldn't think of better words to express the sadness in his head at this time.

After thinking for a long time, he muttered, "Why don't you wait for me?" ”

Steward Lu's eyes were red again, this time the red in his eyes was dyed with tears, and the man didn't flick when he had tears, but it was not time to be sad.

"The little master passed away before he remembered, and he didn't even remember General Chen's dignity."

When Steward Lu thought of this, he felt that his little master was the most pitiful little master in the world. He stroked Chen Baichuan's back and sighed constantly.

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Chen Baichuan's side is just an episode, and the protagonist of tonight is Emperor Qinghua, the old lion who regained the territory, and his rebellious son.

Xu Minghui and Wang Lie were unable to appear because of their injuries, and Emperor Qinghua and Prince Huang Hao had a tacit understanding and chose to appear on their own.

Emperor Qinghua guarded the country on horseback, and personally conquered many times, and experienced several battles in the south and the north. He was a natural leader, and he had enough ability to harness tens of thousands of troops and sweep away Huang Hao's remaining forces at his pace.

And Huang Hao has no one to use.

Xu Minghui suddenly collapsed, and Bai Yujun even **** happened after learning the news. The military doctor diagnosed Xu Minghui as no major problem and only needed to recuperate and treat. After knowing that his general was not in danger of life, the **** of the White Feather Army was also terminated instantly.

But this made Huang Hao see Xu Minghui's status in the White Feather Army, and spent many years of his savings and effort to protect it, but in the end, everything turned out to be a wedding dress and given to Xu Minghui.

Bai Yujun only knows Xu Minghui, but not the prince!

Huang Hao's face was gloomy, and he pretended to tell Xu Minghui to rest more, don't be too tired, and don't want to see Xu Minghui for a quarter of an hour.

Huang Hao didn't want to take the imperial capital again, so he made Xu Minghui's wedding dress. He wants to control the army himself, and that is the most important force at this time.

If the white feather army can't use it, then use the people of the prince's mansion.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." The old butler of the Prince's Mansion walked up to the Prince's side and said in a low voice, "The arrangement on all sides has been arranged, as long as His Majesty Qinghua's troops step in, they will be able to leave without returning." ”

Huang Hao nodded with satisfaction: "Be cautious." ”

The old butler smiled flatteringly, "Yes." ”

Huang Hao looked in the direction where his father might be and laughed wildly.

"Others say that my father is an unborn emperor, and he is a natural emperor. But he's not being toyed with by me? He's still not at the heart of my strategy? ”

"You can kill grandpa, why can't I kill you?"

"There are capable people in the world, after tonight, Daheng belongs to me and belongs to me!"

The bright moon shone on his hideous face, and also on his rampant and presumptuous posture.

The mad moonlight is cold, and tonight will be soaked in blood.

(Hey big brother, collect it and then go!) ）