Forget it, go home.

The peach blossoms at home must have bloomed. I wonder if I can still see some of the remaining flowers when I get home...

While Han Fu was thinking about it, suddenly behind his motorcade, smoke and dust rose, and amid the sound of horse hooves, a group of twenty or thirty cavalrymen rushed over!

One of the leading knights shouted loudly: "Stay ahead for a moment! On the orders of Prefect Chenliu, I have come to invite Mr. Han to the banquet!"

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With a "clang" sound, the wine cup slipped on the table, and the yellow-brown wine splashed everywhere and stained the skirt of his clothes. However, Han Fu didn't care about it at all. He just looked at Zhang Miao blankly and said after a long time:

"...Meng Zhuo, this matter...this matter, this matter has nothing to do with so and so...so and so has left Jizhou, how could...how could..."

Zhang Miao looked at Han Fu expressionlessly and said softly: "Of course, Han Shijun Youyu..."

"..." Han Fu opened his mouth wide and was speechless.

Zhang Miao stood up and said: "Your Majesty Han... I have no choice but to do this... Don't make things difficult for me... You may wish to think twice..."

"Meng Zhuo, stay here!" Han Fu saw Zhang Miao about to walk out of the hall and suddenly said, "A certain wife is innocent!"

Zhang Miao stopped and did not look back. He was silent for a while, sighed, and said: "Someone will take care of it, and I will send troops to protect it... Please be at ease..."

Han Fu nodded, and then said: "Thank you Meng Zhuo... I'll serve you the poisonous wine..."

"Ha..." Zhang Miao turned around, looked at Han Fu and shook his head, then turned his attention to the sharp knife used to cut meat on the table, and said quietly, "At this time, how to use this matter?

Got poisonous wine? Since Han Shijun has Uncle Yu’s jade, he also knows that he should have it..."

Han Fu followed Zhang Miao's gaze and lowered his head, but couldn't help but froze. When he raised his head again, Zhang Miao had already walked out of the hall.

"Ha...haha..." Han Fu smiled bitterly and murmured, "...I have a jade in my arms and the moon shines brightly. I offer it to you and I will be punished. Jia Wuyan chases me with armor. It is difficult to return home. I can only dream of returning home."

…Woohoo…haha…”

Han Fu grinned, not knowing whether he was crying or laughing. He stretched out his trembling hand, grasped the sharp dagger placed on the table, and slowly placed the dagger across his neck.

The sharp blade stimulated the skin, and the hair stood on end. Maybe this was the only way for him. Only by dying would someone feel at ease.

Hate?

Regret?

At this moment, thousands of thoughts were tumbling in Han Fu's heart, and his breathing was very rapid. After a long time, Han Fu gasped and gradually calmed down. Even though he had thousands of hatreds and thousands of regrets, until now, he was still breathing.

What can be done?

The prosperity of a lifetime is like clouds and smoke, but now the only things I care about are my wife and children...

It doesn’t matter if someone can’t go home, we always want someone’s descendants to be able to go home!

Son, my father is incompetent and can no longer hold your hands and lead you forward. In the future, you can only walk alone. But in the future, don’t take the road of fatherhood again!

This road is paved with human blood, human flesh and human bones!

Hate it!

Regret!

Han Fu closed his eyes and slashed his neck with a dagger. Blood spurted out along his trachea, making a gentle whistle-like sound, just like when he left Yingchuan and rushed to Jizhou to take office.
Chapter completed!