Shen Junzhuo still felt a trace of pity in the end, he looked down at Shen Minghe who was sitting on the ground, his eyes were blurred due to long-term alcoholism, the corners of his eyes drooped, his nose was red, and his body was rotten.

Their names, all taken from the Book of Songs, are beautiful and ardent expectations. Now that the brothers have come to this point, the grandfather of the old country, who is no longer alive, must not have thought of it.

He crouched down, looked at him, held out a hand to him, and said:

"Brother, don't care about those reputations, you should care about your heart. What exactly do you care about, what do you care about? ”

Shen Minghe stopped looking at him, hung his head, pulled the wine jug that fell to the ground, and touched it in his hand. What does he care about, and is it still useful to say this? What he cares about has already been ruined by his own hands, and he broke off his brother's relationship with a thought, and his favorite son died with a whimper, is it too late to talk about these things now?

He was sad in his heart, the failure in life was nothing more than that, he was a mess of defeat, completely complete, he couldn't grasp anything, he couldn't leave anything, he pinched the identity of a national prince, seeing the family withering, Dacheng's country was shaking, he couldn't do anything, he couldn't do anything.

This is the identity he robbed, he shouldn't have it, it's useless for him to rob it! He regretted it, but it was too late, once the mistake was made, it took too much courage to change, he really didn't have the courage, he didn't even have the courage to re-examine himself!

He shook his head, his eyes were depressed, his body was tired, he waved his hand, and said:

"Don't say these useless things, just say what are you going to do? Going to kill her? Want me to be demoted? I know that you and Yan'er have a deep relationship, he was brought up by you, followed you in and out, and learned from you when he spoke and did things...... You want to avenge him, okay, you don't care about the government, you don't care about your reputation, you can do whatever you want......"

As he spoke, he struggled to get up, but he stepped on the wine on the ground, slid down violently, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Shen Junzhuo's eyes turned cold, he was already ugly in his eyes, he wanted to give him a chance to make a decision on his own, but he was disappointed.

He stood up and gave him no more looks. What he can't do is not that he can't do it, but what he doesn't want to do has to be done for him.

He strode out.

It was already dark, and at some point there were heavy dark clouds in the sky, churning and surging, and a shower was about to fall.

Shen Junzhuo left, without him, there was a wind blowing in from outside the door, blowing on Shen Minghe's body, he suddenly shivered, got up from the ground with his hands and feet in a panic, rushed to the sword hanging on the wall, took it off, threw it out of the door, and stood at the door and laughed wildly.

He trembled with laughter, pointed at the sword and shouted:

"Go, go, take, take! Take my life too! ”

There was a little guy who was far away outside the door, looking at the crazy grandfather of the country, and he was too frightened to take a step forward.

The palace began to be chaotic, and out of nowhere, a large number of forbidden troops suddenly poured out, and those forbidden troops, regardless of the female sons, had cold faces, rampaged, and gathered in the direction of the proud residence.

Someone trembled with fright, and shouted with his lips shaking in panic!

This sentence was spread by ten, ten by hundred, and soon spread throughout the Guogong Mansion, and there was a panic up and down, and people turned over on their backs, crying and shouting.