Zhu Biao's actions made Lao Zhu's expression change.
After listening to Zhu Biao's words, Old Zhu didn't speak for a long time, and the anger on his face seemed to have dissipated a little. After a while, Lao Zhu said leisurely: "The last time you knelt in front of us was to plead for your teacher Song Lian."
Zhu Biao suddenly realized that it was really what his father said. Seeing his father staring straight at him, Zhu Biao quickly replied, "Yes."
Lao Zhu's eyes were lowered, showing no sign of relief, and he continued to ask in a deep voice: "Do you think Han Du has the weight of Song Lian?"
Zhu Biao did not answer. Song Lian was his respected mentor. How should he answer such a question? It was just his straight spine that answered Lao Zhu in disguise.
Lao Zhu smiled slightly, walked over, reached out and patted Zhu Biao's shoulder, and sighed softly: "I hope Han Du can know when you kneel down."
After speaking, he turned around, stared at the old eunuch with sharp eyes, and asked, "Is it really difficult for Han Du's family?"
The old eunuch was stunned. He naturally knew how to reply at this time, "It shouldn't be easy. Although I don't know much about this slave, I also know that when the Han family was sealed off, everything in the house was looted. Han Du returned home after committing a crime. After that, it was said that the family's expenses were supported by his mother's dowry. In addition, Han Du later spent more than 400 yuan on buying coal mine... Thinking about it, even if the Han family had money, they should have There won’t be many left.”
After hearing this, Lao Zhu snorted coldly and said: "Since Han Du has no money to eat, we, the emperor, can't send hungry soldiers. I will waive his half-year salary penalty and let him pay his salary tomorrow." He sent it."
Zhu Biao was overjoyed when he heard this and leaned over to thank his father.
But before he could speak, Lao Zhu changed his tone and said, "Don't he want to eat pig food? Since he wants to eat it himself, we can't stop him." He looked up at the old eunuch and continued to give instructions: "Is that kind of pig food he eats? I'll send him a thousand kilograms tomorrow and we'll see him eat it with our own eyes. If he eats it, that's fine. If he doesn't eat it, huh!"
What to do if he doesn't eat, Lao Zhu didn't say, but if Han Du doesn't eat, then he will definitely be guilty of bullying.
Zhu Biao's originally relieved heart was lifted up again by his father's cold snort. I couldn't help but blame Han Du in my heart. Isn't it good to eat? If you have nothing to do, you have to pretend to eat some pig food. Now it's better. Now you can't eat it even if you don't want to.
Regarding Han Du's eating of pig food, Zhu Biao and Lao Zhu actually had the same idea, that is, Han Du was trying to please others and it was impossible for him to really eat that food.
Compared to Zhu Biao's worries, the old eunuch breathed a sigh of relief. On the one hand, he was guilty of deceiving the emperor, and everyone in his family was executed, and on the other hand, he was eating pig food. Under such circumstances, let alone eating pig food, even if you are eating real shit, you can only eat it by pinching your nose.
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The sky has just brightened.
Tang He took a doctor to the Han Mansion.
Bang bang bang knocked on the door of Han Mansion.
As soon as Uncle Mu opened the door, he saluted quickly, "Young man, I would like to pay my respects to you. May I ask you..."
"My father, Tang He." Tang He looked anxious.
"Young man, please pay homage to Duke Xin." Uncle Mu wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Tang He waving his hand.
"Where is that boy Han Du? Is he at home?"
Uncle Mu quickly replied: "Yes, the young master should be up too."
"That's good, lead the way." Tang He asked Uncle Mu to take him to find Han Du.
Uncle Mu was surprised, where could anyone visit like this? Although the Han family is just a small family and cannot be compared to the Guogong Mansion, since he is here, he must inform the master first.
“Mr.
Tang He shook his head after hearing this and said anxiously: "When is it? Do you still care about these common etiquette? Is saving lives more important, or are common etiquette more important? Hurry up and take me to see Han Du."
After saying that, he reached out and pushed Uncle Mu away.
Uncle Mu is an old concierge, and there will be Tang He's opponent for this famous general.
He had no choice but to sigh and take Tang He to find Han Du.
However, Uncle Mu was also very curious about the people brought by Duke Xin. No matter how he looked at them, they all looked like doctors. But no one in the family was sick, so why did Duke Xin bring the doctor here?
The concierge brought Duke Xin Guo to Han Du's door, but Duke Xin Guo dismissed him with a wave of his hand.
Uncle Mu retreated with a smile on his face, and thought for a while when he turned to leave. Although he didn't know why the dignified Duke Xin Guo came to see Han Du, he thought it would be better to inform the master quickly.
Tang He was not polite at all and banged Han Du's door. "Han Du, I'm here, open the door quickly."
Han Du had just finished washing when he heard a voice that sounded like Tang He's and quickly went over to open the door. When he saw it, it turned out to be Tang He. Han Du opened his mouth in a shape of "O". Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and hurriedly got out of the way. He bowed and said, "Duke Xin Guo is here. I am sorry for not being able to welcome you from afar." .”
Tang He waved his hands impatiently, "Okay, okay, don't do these docile things, I don't like to hear it." He reached out and grabbed the back of Han Du's hand, and rubbed him up and down, "I heard You are sick. Why don't you rest in bed? What are you doing when you get up? Come on, come on, go and lie down."
"I~" Before Han Du could say anything, Tang He forced him back.
Han Du quickly said: "Wait, wait, Duke Xin, who told you that Xiaguan is sick? Xiaguan is not sick." After saying that, Han Du broke away from Tang He's hand and waved his arms in front of him a few times. .
Tang He's face darkened and he said angrily: "How can a disease in the brain be seen from the body? Go back and lie down quickly and let the doctor take a good look at you. Don't worry, this is what I learned from home. The doctor we brought here has top-notch medical skills, and he will definitely cure your illness."
Is there something wrong with my mind? Why does this sound like you are scolding me?
You are the one with a sick mind. You rushed to your home with the doctor in the early morning. That means you are the Duke of the country. Otherwise, you would not be beaten out because of your virtue?
Han Du laughed and waved his hand to stop the doctor who was about to come forward to see him. Yu Tanghe explained: "Xinguo Gong, Xianguan is really not sick, both physically and mentally. He is fine."
"Are you really not sick?" Tang He looked at Han Du doubtfully. Han Du's clear-eyed appearance does not look like he is mentally ill.
Han Du spread his hands helplessly, "Xiaguan is really not sick."
Tang He glanced at Han Du in circles and asked, "If you are not sick, why are you so crazy that you insist on eating pig food?"
When Han Du heard this, his face turned red and he was so angry. He yelled, "Who ate the pig food? Who is spreading rumors about me?"
