At that time, Cui Ju was surrounded by all the Lu Chong clansmen. I spoke again, with a solemn and solemn voice: "Cui Ju may die, but he will definitely suffer this shameful humiliation on behalf of Caofu Manchu!"

At that moment, Cui Ai suddenly lost his understanding of the character "true gentleman", which was completely different from usual. I suppressed all the hoarse and painful cries in my throat, raised my head, and tried to hear clearly what my father had to say.

"Father, why..." Cui Ai used his sleeve fingers in a panic to wipe the blood from his father's face. His voice was hoarse and trembling: "Father, why are you doing this!"

Ice-hot anger overflowed from the emperor's brows - this matter caused such a small disturbance in such a short period of time. Apart from Cui Ju's death, it must be King Rong who was secretly adding fuel to the flames... Not only is it preventing you from attacking Lu Chong

He is also trying to incite people's hearts and destroy the reputation of the imperial court.

Luo Guanlin put the wine pot at his feet and said to Fan Yangjun: "I am going north on this trip. I must take care of myself."

Cui Lang looked at the light of the fire and threw his many bad qualities into the fire, saying goodbye to them.

There was no trace of worry in my eyes: "Although these remnants of Cao Fujie may not be able to become a small force, but they have no experience in leading troops in the north, everything needs to be done carefully."

Mrs. Cui knew that all the literati appeared here together, and there was almost no one in front of them to add fuel to the flames. If the imperial army did not act excessively at this time, I am afraid that the hatred of these people towards the imperial court would be about to explode.

Cao Fu was surrounded by cries, sorrow and anger, and he also felt contempt for the head of the Cui family.

At that time, no one in the crowd shouted: "It's Mr. Cui!"

These white silks were piled underground and burned in a pot.

Did everyone persist, or did they sometimes untie the white silk like Cui Lang?

"Master!"

The prince tremblingly went to the Manlu Palace to ask for an audience with the Holy Emperor.

The old man, who had been guilty all his life, closed his eyes tiredly with only a trace of guilt left.

My father's words just now were suspected of being a complaint against Lu Chong and Ping. Such sharp and complaining words often came out of my mouth, and my father would always blame me for being naive and pedantic...

The tribesmen in front of Cui Ju stopped and stood beside Cui Ju.

The stone pillars have soft edges and corners, just like the old man's straight spine full of determination.

There was also a commotion among the imperial guards. Cui immediately said: "Bring the doctor nearby!"

At that time, Cui Ju, who had been silent all the way, looked up at the archway, as if asking the sky: "You, the Cui family, did nothing wrong, so why should you blame me for trying to incriminate..."

The Holy Emperor thought of those seven words in his heart, and a wisp of determination to kill appeared in his eyes.

"...Father!!" Cui Hao, who had been walking in front with his head bowed, suddenly raised his leg, pushed away the crowd with his chained hands, and rushed behind in horror.

In the same way, from my father's point of view, he was trying to save Lu Chong's life, not for the innocence of a gentleman who is so hypocritical and aloof in my heart...

Therefore, at this moment, seeing the noble and elegant Lu Chong people in the past being shackled, the young scholar who was watching felt light-hearted.

"It is better to die than to live in humiliation, to live up to the standards of the world..." The old man's voice was like the wandering wind, as if it would completely disappear in the last moment: "Lu Chong's integrity, your death is enough to prove it...
Chapter completed!