Park Bucheng himself said that living people cannot keep secrets.

Then the people who handle this matter can remain silent forever only die.

Zhou Wugen was very smart, and he guessed it right. At the same time, he also thought that the only person in the palace who could save him was the Chief Manager Wang in front of him.

But, he chose to ask for the turtle-ghostly shame, right? Or to be precise, he thought the turtle-ghostly shame had the ability to save him, but was the turtle-ghostly shame willing? To be precise, even if the turtle-ghostly shame could, would he be willing?

"The chief manager... After taking care of the nobles in the palace, the villain's death is the time of death..."

"Get up quickly, let's go to the palace. When I was a child, I had a relationship with you. How could the family ignore you?" The turtlema controlled his expression and smiled and helped the other party up, deliberately frowned, "Since you are asking for the family, the family can't stand by and watch, just do this..."

"What do you have to ask for, as long as the small ones can do it!"

"What do you think of the Miscellaneous family? We are all miserable people. Can Miscellaneous family squeeze oil and water on you?" Wu Basha glared at him and whispered, "You should know that even if you can save the Miscellaneous family, you can only save you..."

"This is natural!" Zhou Wugen nodded desperately.

He felt that the meaning of the words "Torba Shame" should be that this matter cannot be made public, and I can only save you one.

Actually, is that?

Seeing that his expression was much calmer, he was not as panicked as before, he smiled and said, "You should do what Mr. Park said first. Tomorrow's miscellaneous family told the emperor that the people who bought the imperial kitchen were old and couldn't bear to use it, so you can replace him."

Suddenly, Zhou Wugen's eyes lit up.

"When the sky falls, you can go out of the palace to buy and hide, and come back after the tide is calm!" The turtle laughed, "Isn't it enough? It's like you're panicking!"

"Thank you, the chief manager for helping you!" Zhou Wugen was already crying.

"Don't cry, go back quickly. There are so many people in the palace. Miscellaneous families cannot stay for a long time. Please relax. Miscellaneous families will naturally help you. They are all their own brothers. If you don't take care of you, who will take care of you!" Wu Basha smiled again.

Zhou Wugen left with great gratitude. When his back disappeared, the turtle shook his eyes fiercely and sat down dejectedly, his back was already wet with cold sweat.

"Damn it, you come and hurt me! Save you? Don't think about it. Do I dare to get involved in this matter?" Thinking of it, my mind changed, "No, he has to let Mr. Park know about it when he comes to me, otherwise I will cause trouble and I can't explain it clearly!"

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It was dawn and you could vaguely see the outlines of the mountains and rivers.

The kang in the house was leaning against the window, and the old man was lying in the direction of the window with his head facing the kang.

It cannot be said that I was lying down, leaning against a thick quilt on my back, staring at the hazy scene outside the window.

Suddenly, there was a sound outside.

The old man turned his head suddenly, his eyes lit up in a frightening light.

Park Bushen came in from outside, "Your Majesty, it's OK!"

The old man didn't say anything, and he still looked at Pu Bucheng quietly.

"Your Majesty, have you not slept all night?" Park Bucheng was shocked and took a few steps forward, "This is not possible..."

"I'll sleep a lot in the future!" The old man's voice was a little hoarse, and he smiled bitterly, "What's the hurry?" He said, and sat cross-legged and straightened, "Take out the old clothes in the cabinet and show us another way!"

Park Bucheng endured the soreness in his heart and smiled bitterly, "You, don't think too much, you are so hard and live!" As he said, it was like coaxing a child, "No, don't look, ah! It's not auspicious! If you don't want to sleep, I will wait for you to wash. The kitchen has prepared millet porridge, mutton pie, and sugar garlic for you!"

"We're still alive?" The old man lowered his head, "We dreamed again last night!"

"I think about it every day and dream about it at night!" Park Bushen stepped forward, and then he actually...

He actually reached out and picked up the old man. Not only did he hold him up, he was also very stable. He walked to the table step by step and placed the old man in a chair.

"I serve you..." As he said that, he suddenly saw the old man staring at the mirror on the table without moving.

"I will comb your hair!" Park Bucheng took two steps forward and blocked the mirror.

"Go away!" The old man shouted coldly, pushed Park Bucheng away, and then continued to stare into the mirror.

In the mirror, there is a gray face that cannot be old and cannot be older.

"Look at our face!" The old man touched his cheek, "Is it the same as the dead!"

"The lights in the room are not lit, so it looks dark!" Park Bushen said hurriedly, "Besides, you didn't sleep last night, so your face is naturally bad!" As he said, he smiled, "You think you are in your thirties! Haha, don't talk about you, if I can't sleep well all night, my face will not be able to recover for several days!"

The old man didn't say anything, just looked at the mirror in front of him, his eyes were very complicated.

"Master, you will be a hero for your whole life, and you can't scare yourself!" Park Bucheng said softly, "You have broken through so many hurdles, just because Mr. Xi was scared and screamed for a few words..."

"You know, he won't be fooled, unless he's dead!" the old man whispered.

Then, the old man looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly sneered, "Ha! Hum!"

Then he suddenly grabbed Park Bucheng's hand, his eyes were extremely stubborn, "It's embarrassing, we're embarrassing!"

"We are still afraid, afraid of death!"

Who can not be afraid of death, especially knowing that your deadline is approaching.

This kind of pain is far beyond any kind of pain in the world. It will cause earth-shaking changes in people's hearts.

"Look at what you said, who can be afraid of death, and who has been afraid of death throughout the ages!" Park Bucheng said with a smile.

"But we have never been afraid of death in our lifetime. If we are afraid of death, we are not as good as Zhu Chongba now!" The old man stared at the mirror again, with a fierce expression, "Damn, do you want to take us away? Believe it or not, the Palace of Hell will give you a fire, and we will give you the wife of Hell!"

Park Bushen clapped, "Master, don't say anything. Even if you arrive at the Hall of Hell, the King of Hell will have to kneel down and kowtow to you!"

"He dares not kneel down, we are the emperor!" The old man sneered and continued to look at himself in the mirror. "People are not afraid of death, but people are afraid of death. Now we are waiting for death, and we are suffering from the swelling of mothers. I feel like this!"

Park Bucheng gently combed the old man's hair, "Actually, people are afraid of death. Look at Chu's king Xiang Yu, is he a person who is not afraid of death, right?"

The old man was attracted by his words and turned his head slightly to look away.

Park Bushen continued, "He wiped his neck himself, and others said he was a hero. But in my opinion, that was a temporary qi! After that energy, he might not be able to do it!"

"Yes, you're right. After that critical moment, he may not be able to do it!" The old man smiled, but the next second, his face changed again, "No, you're wrong."

Park Bushen's hand froze, and somehow he continued to persuade him.

"He is Xiang Yu. Even if he doesn't commit suicide in Wujiang, he will commit suicide in other places. He cannot live without anything!" The old man said slowly, "He is not afraid of death, he is afraid of being humiliated!"

"And Zhang Shicheng!" the old man continued, "When Suzhou City was broken, he ordered all his wives and concubines to commit suicide in case of being humiliated. He also found a rope and just didn't die! After being captured, he finally hanged himself when he was not allowed to be caught!"

"Are they afraid of death? They are absolutely not afraid of death! Xiang Yu and Zhang Shicheng are all heroes! They are not heroes, they are heroes!"

As he said that, the old man's eyes became firm, "Heroes, aren't afraid of death! Those who are afraid of death! But aren't they?"

Park Bushen smiled silently and continued to comb his hair, "What about you? Are you a hero or a hero?"

"We are naturally heroes!" The old man looked up proudly, "If we were Xiang Yu, we would never commit suicide in Wujiang. So what if we rode alone to break through the siege, return to Jiangdong to summon Erlang, and fight him again with Liu Bang. Hehe, so many people died with him. As the lord, he did not want to avenge his sons, and thought he would die. He seemed to be a hero, but in fact... a coward!"

"Zhang Shicheng is not good either! What a big foundation has collapsed, thinking that he will be a real man if he dies? Ha, bullshit! If he is, he will escape. Even if he doesn't have the chance to make a comeback, he can still be a happy and rich man."

"Men are easy to die, but even harder to live! In our opinion, they are all people with weak minds and cannot withstand setbacks! Men must be like Emperor Gaozu of Han and be indomitable to achieve success!"

"Courtess, they are all cowardly!"

"So, this great hero from ancient times to the present belongs to you!" Park Bucheng said with a smile.

"Hehe!" The old man laughed twice and looked at the mirror in front of him fiercely. "We don't want to die in a cowardly manner! He sighed all day long and couldn't get up in bed. Everyone he saw seemed to be the last time he saw everyone. He kept talking nonstop, and he swallowed it with the most breath. Before God could take it, he scared himself to death first!"

"Haha, you're right!" Park Bucheng laughed.

"Go!" the old man said, "We have a bad face. You can get something to cover it up, so don't let people see that we have a bad face!"

At this time, a ray of light from outside shone in, and the naiveness was bright.
Chapter completed!