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, Old Zhu said leisurely: "The last time you knelt in front of us, it was to plead for your teacher Song Lian.
It’s time.”
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 could he answer such a question? He just straightened his spine and answered Lao Zhu in disguise.
Lao Zhu smiled slightly, walked over, reached out and patted Zhu Biao's shoulder, sighing 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 buying coal mines... Thinking about it, even if the Han family has money, they should also
There won’t be many left.”
After hearing this, Lao Zhu snorted and said: "Since Han Du has no money to eat, it is not good for us as an emperor to send hungry soldiers. I will exempt him from the penalty of half a year's salary, and let someone give him his salary tomorrow."
He sent it."
Zhu Biao was overjoyed when he heard this and leaned down 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 not be able to get away with the crime of deceiving the emperor.
Zhu Biao's heart, which had already been put down, was raised again when his father snorted. He couldn't help but blame Han Du in his heart. Isn't it good to eat? He had to pretend to eat pig food when he had nothing to do.
It's better now, 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 king, and everyone was executed, and on the other hand, he was eating pig food. Under such circumstances, let alone eating pig food, even if he was eating real shit
, then you can only hold your nose and eat it.
...
The sky has just brightened.
Tang He took a doctor with him to 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 a question..."
"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 astonished, where could anyone visit like this? Although the Han family was just a small family and could not be trusted as much as the Duke's Mansion, but since he was here, he had to inform the master first.
“Mr.
Tang He shook his head after hearing this and said anxiously: "What time has it been? Do you still care about these customs? Is saving lives more important, or customs? 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 who will be the opponent of Tang He and 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. They all looked like doctors. But no one in the family was sick. Why did Duke Xin bring the doctor?
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 him as soon as possible.
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. He quickly went over and opened the door. When he saw it, it was really Tang He. Han Du opened his mouth in an O shape. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and quickly got out of the way and bowed.
He paid his respects and said: "I believe that the Duke of our country is here, but I am not welcomed from afar, so please forgive me."
Tang He waved his hands impatiently, "Okay, okay, don't do these fussy 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.
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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 doctors we brought here are top-notch in their medical skills, and they will definitely cure your illness."
Am I mentally ill? Why does this sound like you are scolding me?
You are the one with a sick mind, right? If you rush to your home with a doctor in the early morning, that means you are the Duke of the country, otherwise, you are so virtuous that you won’t be beaten out?
Han Du laughed and waved his hand to stop the doctor who was about to come forward to see him. He explained to Tang He: "Mr. Xin Guo, I am really not sick, both physically and mentally.
very."
"Are you really not sick?" Tang He looked at Han Du doubtfully. With Han Du's clear eyesight now, it did not look like he was 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 that he yelled, "Who ate the pig food? Who is spreading rumors about me?"