When he saw the poisonous wine sent by Liu Cong, Zhao Zhongyu was only sad and angry for a moment.

After being captured, he was ready to die.

In fact, several times in the dead of night, he wanted to kill himself; Several times when he saw Liu Cong humiliating the emperor, he wanted to rush forward to assassinate Liu Cong in order to die......

At this time, his brother's gloomy face and disdainful gaze appeared in his mind, and that gaze seemed to say, weak, incompetent, impulsive like a child, a person died worthless, it is better to live in steal.

Zhao Zhongyu could only resist the urge to die, the emperor had a weak temperament, even if he was forced by Liu Cong to wear a servant's cloth clothes, and he had no heart to resist by pouring wine for the Hun magnates with a wine jug in his hand, and he was the largest official among the captured officials in the imperial court, if he died, the emperor and the remaining Jin ministers would have no way to live.

The most important thing is that the humiliation they suffered will fall exponentially on the Jin ministers, soldiers and Jin people behind them.

He had to preserve a little dignity for them, in the hope of boosting the morale of the Jin ministers and soldiers behind him.

He couldn't help Jin Guo and Zhao Hanzhang a lot, so he could only survive and breathe, so that the faces of the Han people and soldiers would not be trampled too hard.

So, after seeing the poisonous wine that the Huns sent to him and the emperor, he was happy.

He knew the opportunity had come.

The emperor did not die, and the court was somewhat subject to the Xiongnu, even if they set up a new crown prince, or even a new emperor.

Morale will still suffer.

Here's your chance.

As long as the emperor died, and died a heroic death, and died a slightly dignified death, the soldiers and people of his Jin Kingdom, even if they were avenging the emperor, would rise up to resist.

So Zhao Zhongyu is willing to add another feather on top of this, with his death.

Therefore, Zhao Zhongyu personally fed the emperor to drink poison, and then poured all the remaining poisonous wine into himself.

He endured the cramping pain in his abdomen, and finally his heart cramping, but it was short, it seemed that only for a moment, and the physical pain was gone.

Zhao Zhongyu was in a very strange state when he opened his eyes again, he was a little stunned for a while, and once thought that the fierce resistance and poisonous wine just now were all dreams.

But...... Everything in front of you is even more bizarre.

It seemed to be a chaotic place, and when he opened his eyes, everything around him slowly became clear, and he realized that he seemed to be in a barren and empty place.

The thought flashed, a figure flashed, and after a while, everywhere he looked was full of people, and there were people standing around him.

It's just that they are bloody, and he also saw several acquaintances, their faces were confused, and their eyes swept over him, as if they didn't see themselves standing in front of them.

Zhao Zhongyu was silent.

His silence was deafening.

He had come to understand that he was dead, and all the people he saw were dead, and they were no longer humans, but ghosts!

He lost the desire to explore and speak for a moment, and there seemed to be something guiding him ahead, and although he was in this place for the first time, he knew where to go.

All the ghosts went in the same direction, and soon, the people who fell behind him also quickly woke up and knew that they were dead.

So there was a burst of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and there were scolding voices, everyone was dead, and they were still scolding Liu Cong, scolding the Huns, scolding Wang Yan, scolding the kings of the Sima family, and scolding Emperor Wu.

I don't know what the geography of the underworld is, he rarely saw so many people when he was alive, at this time in the underworld, there are ghosts as far as the eye can see, and the ghosts crowded one after another, the further he goes, the more ghosts there are, and several ghosts squeeze past him and step on his feet.

Zhao Zhongyu looked down at his feet, he was also a ghost, and it didn't hurt to be stepped on by a ghost, but this was still unacceptable to him.

Therefore, the face is ugly.

The young ghost who stepped past him saw his black face, and then looked at the brocade robe hanging on his body, and immediately became unhappy, and snorted him: "Yo, the big official still thinks that he is in the yang world, tell you, this is the underworld, and the dead are the same, whether you are a dignitary or a beggar, it is the same." ”

He waved his fist and said, "Stare at me again and beat you!" ”

After saying that, the fist swung in front of Zhao Zhongyu's face, and when he was about to touch his face, Zhao Zhongyu's body flashed with golden light, and the person holding the fist held his hand and wailed.

The numb ghosts around them were frightened, and their faces had expressions, and they jumped three feet high, away from the ghost, and a group of ghosts may not have adapted to the lightness of the soul, jumped too high, and crashed into each other in mid-air.

Everyone saw a puff of green smoke coming out of the back of the ghost's hand, and then his whole body was a little blurry.

Zhao Zhongyu also watched with wide eyes.

After a while, a ghost sent someone to detain someone, and he knew what the situation was at a glance, and the ghost sent a heavy look at Zhao Zhongyu, his face was slightly softened, "This person is worshiped by the people, has great prestige, great merit, and you still dare to do something with him, isn't it looking for death?" ”

"Your soul body is shallow, go to the ghost pool first, and then go to reincarnation when the soul body recovers, otherwise you will die again after reincarnation like this, and the more you reincarnate your soul body, the weaker it will be, and in the end you can only cast into the animal path."

Not only the ghost, but Zhao Zhongyu was also surprised by these remarks, and hurriedly asked: "Zunjia, aren't the six realms of reincarnation divided according to good and evil in life?" If those who have great prestige have privileges, then ......"

Then the princes of the Sima family, Wang Yan and the like, can't they also walk sideways in the underworld?

They are a calamity to the world, and they are not punished when they go to hell?

The ghost cha showed disdain, but because of Zhao Zhongyu's merits, he still replied in a gentle voice: "The good and evil in the underworld are different from your world, and the measurement of prestige is also different from your world. ”

"For example, Wang Yan, in the world, he is not more prestigious than you? But he has no one to worship, and he doesn't have your merits on him. ”

At this time, the colleague ghost who fell behind Zhao Zhongyu also walked here, and when they saw Zhao Zhongyu, they pulled him to cry silently.

It's clear that they've all become ghosts, but the tears still fall in strings, and I don't know why ghosts cry.

"Shangshu, woohoo, you died so miserably~"

Zhao Zhongyu saw that there was a big hole in his chest, even if he had become a ghost, the hole had not been repaired, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Yan Langzhong, you are worse than me~"

He died of poisoned wine, and died of pain in less than a quarter of an hour, and looked like he had died more decently than they did.

Yan Langzhong didn't think it, he still tugged on Zhao Zhongyu's sleeve tightly, and cried: "As soon as Shangshu dies, our heart is also dead, and Jin Chen has no way to live, so the lower officials and others come to follow His Majesty and Shangshu." ”

When Yan Langzhong said this, he raised his face full of tears, looked left and right and asked, "What about Your Majesty?" ”

Zhao Zhongyu: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and there must be another place to go." ”

The ghost snorted coldly and said, "He just left a while earlier than you, as long as he is in this underworld, he will meet sooner or later." ”

After that, he led them forward, and on the way, some ghosts wanted to cut in line, and were whipped away by the ghosts.

Soon, everyone will know the difference between meritorious and unmeritorious.