When Wanjun was about to return to Du Mansion, he saw the lights near Du Mansion from afar, and he knew that this was the torch that the common people had gathered to light it. Closer you go, you can hear the slogan of the crusade against them:

Hand over the demon man and raze the Du Mansion!

For the sake of Daming's tomorrow, kill it!

The slogans are getting louder and louder, and their spearheads are all directed at Wanjun.

Wanjun was standing behind the big tree not far away, and he could see this scene clearly, and their words were all heard by the sky.

"What the hell am I doing wrong that they're going to do this to me?"

Wanjun's tears were rolling in her eyes, and her heart was dripping blood. Why did they do this to him, could it be that if he died, Da Ming would be as they thought? Will their lives be better?

Chunqiu stood beside him, and it hurt him to see him so uncomfortable. He didn't know how to comfort him, let alone how to make him happy. Let him be happy, maybe it won't be possible in this life.

"Male concubine, let's go back quickly, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time!"

He glanced at the people gathered at the gate of Du Mansion, and then looked at Wanjun.

"Where are you going, is it still my home?"

He raised his head and looked at the bright torches at the door of Du's mansion, and walked forward sadly and lonely.

"Wanjun, I'm sorry, it's me who can't do anything to protect you and make you suffer and be tired!"

Chunqiu hurriedly followed, for fear that Wanjun would be found out and in danger.

When they returned to Dufu, Yique and Lian Chengyu were waiting anxiously.

"Young Master!"

"Lianchengbi!"

"You're finally back!"

The two of them spoke in unison.

Wanjun didn't speak, just walked towards the room with her head down.

Yique and Lian Chengyu didn't know what was going on, and seeing Wanjun like this, they must not have brought back good news.

"Didn't the emperor agree?"

Yique looked at Chunqiu and asked.

Chunqiu didn't speak, just shook his head helplessly. If they have been on too much at the moment, it won't help, maybe only this kind of silence can make them think about it.

What exactly are they doing? Can't you even keep a house?

"Grandpa Magpie, what should we do now?"

After being silent for a long time, Chunqiu looked at Yique and asked.

The people outside have gathered many, many people, and they should rush in soon. So, we have to get out of here.

"Leave here, what should you do with Du Mansion?"

Chunqiu asked.

"Du Mansion! This is the young master's home, and it is also my home, and we are naturally reluctant to leave here. But if you don't leave here, you will be destroyed with Du Mansion! ”

Yique looked at the carved corridor and painted pillars of Du Mansion, and felt very uncomfortable. This is where he grew up, and his best memories are all here. How could he be willing to leave here?

Wanjun didn't speak for a long time when he went in, and Yique was afraid that something would happen to him, so he walked in.

"Young master, young master?"

A magpie knocked on the door and shouted.

Wanjun still didn't speak, and Yique was really worried that something would happen to him, so he rushed in.

rushed in only to find that he was overly worried, and Wanjun sat on the stool well.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Yique walked over and asked.

Wanjun only looked at the jade pendant in his hand, but he couldn't speak. His eyes were red countless times, and he shed tears countless times. He was so emaciated that he could no longer bear the breathless grief.

"Yique, look!"

He swallowed his saliva, but the tears of anger were dazzling again.

"Young master, this is a gift from the master on your sixteenth birthday, and I remember that there is also a blanket of tiger skin!"

Yique's eyes were also red, but he had to hold back, because they couldn't all fall.

"Yes, it was given to me by my father. He was captured by Grandpa Wei, but there is nothing I can do about it! ”

He put the jade pendant on his chest and trembled and cried.

"Remember, remember when we were children, we often made my father angry, and my father said that we didn't know how to be blessed in the midst of happiness!"

Wanjun smiled, picked up the jade pendant and wiped it on her clothes.

"Yes, we don't know how much we are blessed in the blessings, and now we know that that kind of blessing is not how well we eat or how well we dress, but how safe and secure our family is, which is the best blessing!"

And now he doesn't know where to look for blessings, and he can't breathe normally anymore because he has let grief invade his body.

"Young Master, let's get out of here quickly, they will rush in soon."

Yique said nervously.

"Let them rush in, I'm not leaving, you guys go, I'm going to die with Du Fu."

Wanjun said with a smile.

He smiled so pale, so helpless, so sad. The smile of a desperate person is nothing more than that. It's an open-minded smile, a heart-dead smile, and a brave smile.

"Young Master, what stupid thing are you talking about? You can't die. Who will save the lord and lady when you die, and who will avenge you if you die? ”

Yique roared loudly at Wanjun. He usually fights for a small thing, how can he not be able to meet such a big thing?

"Young master, wake up quickly, you can't go on like this. Do you hear that the people outside are going to arrest you and kill you, do you know why? ”

No matter what Yique said, Wanjun just sat on the stool and was unmoved. He is really dead, what can he do if he is reborn, he is not at the mercy of others, and he is not unable to control his own destiny.

"Young Master. Their reason is very simple, that is, you are better off than them, and because of the rumors, you are suddenly on the cusp. None of this is a big deal, as soon as we get out of here, the people standing outside will soon forget. ”

Yique walked up to Wanjun and looked at his dull and gray eyes, feeling very sad. But he can't fall, if he falls like Wanjun, then the Du family will really be finished.

"Young master, how many calamities do people have to go through in this life to be considered a real life, if you can't buy it, then the pain you have suffered, you have suffered unbearable, what is it? What's that? ”

Yique shook Wanjun's shoulder, but he still sat on the stool and didn't speak.

The shouting outside the door was at its peak, and they kept banging on the door, and soon they were about to rush in.

"Young master, it's too late if you don't leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, the housekeeper ran in, looked at Wanjun's lonely and weak figure and said, "Young master, they are about to rush in, what should I do?" ”

Yique looked at the housekeeper in a panic, but Wanjun at this moment needed to be quiet for a while, so he grabbed the housekeeper, shook his head, and signaled not to disturb him.

After the two of them came out, Chunqiu asked nervously, "How is it?" ”

I saw the two of them sigh and shake their heads.

"Grandpa Magpie, can I go in and try it once? I'll try to convince the boy! ”

Chunqiu looked at Yique nervously and said.

"You?"

Yique stared at him for a while, and then said, "Okay, but be quick, if it doesn't work, we can only forcibly take him away!" ”

As soon as Yique's words fell, Chunqiu rushed in.

He really looked like he had lost his fighting spirit, as if he was powerless to resist when a catastrophe came.

"Male concubine, do you know what you're doing? Do you know how dangerous the situation is out there right now? ”

He walked up to Wanjun and felt heartbroken when he looked at his face as pale as death.

"You said I was a friend of yours, but did you think about it, if you died, what if he came back one day and couldn't find you?"

Wanjun seemed to listen a little, and his brow moved slightly. Although it was not obvious, it could be seen that his heart was touched.

"Are you dead-eyed?"

As soon as these words came out, Wanjun's heart twitched like an electric shock. He was sure that the person who could say this was the only one in the world.

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood! If you die, don't you seek revenge? Was it so easy to be defeated by fate? ”

Chunqiu really understands his mood too well, and Zuofu was also beheaded like this back then. But is that why you don't live? Is there no reason to live because of this?

"How would he know that I have revenge? How could he know so much about me? ”

Wanjun was completely panicked, his heart was trembling, and there was a sudden light in his eyes.

"Male concubine, you better decide for yourself, if you think that if you die, Du Mansion will not disappear, and your parents will be rescued? Then you die, die with Du Fu! ”

After Chunqiu finished speaking, he ran out angrily.

He said what he wanted to say, but if he still lacked heart and eyes like this, then let him die. If Wanjun dies, then he will die with him.

"Yique, what should I do, the people outside are about to rush in, but the young master is ......"

The old butler said in trepidation.

"Wait a little longer, I think he'll figure it out soon!"

As soon as Yique finished speaking, Wanjun walked out.

"Young Master!"

The old butler exclaimed excitedly.

After everyone heard this, their eyes were focused on Wanjun, and everyone's faces showed a smile of relief.

"I figured it out, I'll go with you, but Du Mansion must not fall into the hands of others, so we want to burn Du Mansion with a fire!"

When he spoke, his eyes kept looking at Spring and Autumn. It seems that it was Spring and Autumn who woke him up and dragged him out of hell.

"What burned Du Mansion. No, no, absolutely not! ”

When the old housekeeper heard that he was going to burn Du Mansion, he began to panic.

"Young master, this mansion is a ...... of the master's hard work all his life."

Before the housekeeper finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wanjun.

"No one is there, what's the use of wanting this house?"

Wanjun is very decisive, if there are no people, what's the use of guarding this house.

"Yique, you go to find wine, find more, and spill it in the house."

"Lianchengbi, you two brothers go find torches!"

Wanjun looked at them and said.

"Yes!"

They smiled and said in unison.

The old housekeeper stood aside and was anxious, it seemed that he had no way to dissuade Wanjun, so he could only watch Du Fu be buried in the fire.

The sound of the jug being smashed silenced the shouting outside. Wanjun's heart seemed to be much calmer.

"Young Master, let's go......"

Yique said.

"Butler, let's go!"

Wanjun looked at the housekeeper and said.

"Young master, let's go, the old slave is old and can't walk, this will always be my home!"

He snatched the torch and threw it on the pillar sprinkled with wine.

The old housekeeper really wanted to wait for the young master to leave, and then what gold and silver treasures would go. But now that Du Mansion is gone, what else does he need money for!

"Young master, you go quickly, they will use it!"

The gate of Du Mansion had been broken down, and a person had already penetrated in.

He shouted: "It's on fire, Dufu is on fire!" ”

The door was opened by him, and soon a crowd of people rushed into the courtyard.

"Let's go, young master, let's go, they're in!"

Yique took Wanjun's arm while looking at the bandits rushing in from outside.

"Butler, butler......"

Wanjun watched the old butler disappear into the flames.