Dayong Nu sentenced to death

There is a horse farm in the western suburbs of Jin's family, which raises many famous horses.

After dispelling all the servants, Jin Shanyu chose a black sweat horse with a shiny body and stroked its mane, "I like this."

"Okay, that's it."

The old man responded, untied the rein, and led it out of the stable. After standing still in an open space, he stretched out his hand to Jin Shanyu and said, "Father helps you get on the horse."

Using his strength, he turned over and landed firmly on the horse's back.

Jin Shanyu was sitting on the horse, the old man was holding the rope, silently, leading him round and round, with the breeze blowing across his cheeks, both father and son were shocked at the same time.

"Look, holding the rope, I didn't fall."

Jin Shanyu looked at the clouds in the sky with misty eyes, and suddenly spoke softly, with an ethereal voice: "In those years, I have always envied my brother, envied that he could follow you, you taught him to read and write, and hugged him to ride horses and play cuju."

"Sometimes I envy my second brother."

His voice was scattered in the wind, fluttering without any ups and downs, but it made the old man's nose sour for no reason. He didn't say anything, and walked slowly while leading the horse, listening quietly.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Jin Shanyu laughed lowly, and sneered, "Second brother walks birds and fights cocks all day long, acts aggressively, and often gets into trouble. You must be thinking, why should I envy him?"

"You will chase him and whip him with a cane, push him on a stool and beat him, punish him to kneel in the ancestral hall, and make him copy books."

"You will point at his nose and yell at him, and you will always jump your feet in anger."

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, then said softly: "But I am different, I am like a porcelain ornament, carefully placed on the shelf, only occasionally someone comes to wipe the dust, no one cares Where do I want to be placed, what kind of flowers to plant, whether to bask in the sun..."

"Good words..."

The old man couldn't help calling him, but was quickly interrupted, his voice raised a bit: "You know what? I'd rather you hit me, scold me, fall with a bruise, or be praised or ridiculed. "

"Instead of being quiet like a dead man."

His voice fell, the old man wanted to say something, but when he reached his mouth, he felt that everything he said seemed pale and weak, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

The tip of the grass on the huge horse farm turned yellow, and there was a rustling sound when the feet stepped on it. The horse snorted, stopped suddenly, and buried its head in grazing.

The old man tugged on the rein, but it didn't move.

Pulled again.

It neighed, shook its head, but still didn't move. He watched the horse's head buried in the grass, and his eyes turned red without warning.

Jin Shanyu held the iron handle on the saddle and looked down at him from above. The old man's temples were frosty and his face was riddled with ravines. He was no longer as majestic as he remembered.

He stared at the horses grazing with rare frailty.

He also saw that broken look when his elder brother and second brother passed away...

"wrong."

The old man looked up at him slowly, and repeated in his mouth: "Shanyu, I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."

He was full of panic, looking at the son desolately.

Those two words pierced into Jin Shanyu's heart like sharp knives, his pupils shrank suddenly, his Adam's apple rolled slowly, and he looked up at the sky.

The resentment in my heart suddenly stopped at this moment.

He was silent for a long time, a line of tears fell silently down his cheeks, and was quickly dried by the wind.

He took a deep breath and said calmly, "Believe it or not, I never thought of competing with Axu for the head of the family at first."

He doesn't care about wealth, fame and fortune.

What he wanted was the look that the man named father looked back at him...

But even if his brother died, he never got it.

He just hates.

Hate why it's not him, hate why you don't love him...

This kind of hatred later turned into being competitive, into a stubbornness to succeed at all costs and means...

He knew that Hua Shoutang had newly developed a kind of pill, which was very effective, so he sent someone to buy Huo Zixing, but this person didn't like oil, salt, soft and hard, so he had to find a way from other places.

By accident, he learned that Huo Zixing had a daughter.

So he deliberately approached Huo Zheng, seduced her, coaxed her, cheated her into getting the prescription, and then used the lives of their mother and child to force Huo Zixing to turn against Hua Shoutang, and secretly made medicine for him...

Everything was under control.

However, Huo Zheng insisted on forcing him to marry her, and even dared to come to her house to threaten her. During the struggle, he strangled her neck, and a terrible idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

kill her!

Kill her forever...

His remaining rationality was finally defeated by her words "Worthless"...

After all, he killed someone, Jin'er's mother.

Sin is like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger, the desire in his heart expands, accompanied by fear and hatred, he goes farther and farther, and can never turn back.

"Everything is fate, you can't help yourself at all!"

Jin Shanyu sighed, shook his head, turned over and jumped off the horse, landed firmly on the ground, then walked away without looking at Mr. Jin.

The moment he turned around, the sleeves of his clothes were blown by the wind, dancing wildly.

The old man stretched out his hand to grab it, but only a piece of icy sleeve brushed against his fingertips, and his grasp was empty.

"Kind words!"

With this departure, their father and son may never see each other again in this life.

The old man's heart was throbbing, he walked forward a few steps quickly, and shouted at him: "Xiaoyu——"

The figure stopped.

Jin Shanyu never looked back, and said coldly: "I tell you this to let you remember that you owe me a father, and I will never forgive you!"

His voice is decisive.

In an instant, old man Jin burst into tears, sobbing choked up, his legs softened, and he lost his support and fell to his knees.

I heard him continue: "This time I chose the path myself. Whether it is life or death, I have no complaints or regrets."

"Not for the Jin family, let alone you."

"I'm only doing it for Jin'er, unfortunately..."

The voice gradually fell silent.

It's a pity that I can't accompany him to grow up, teach him to chuiwan to hunt, watch him marry a wife and have children, he has been resentful all his life, until now, he is still an incompetent father...

What he wanted to say to Jin'er, he never got a chance to speak again.

That's it!

Jin Shanyu smiled, and strode away without further delay, no matter how old Mr. Jin called behind him, he did not stop cruelly...

He doesn't need his father anymore.

Yes, he didn't want it on his own initiative...

The figure gradually drifted away and gradually turned into a black spot. The direction he was going was the Jin's Pharmacy in the city. At this time, the news that the Pharmacy stopped selling Xiaoyao Pill and recalled it spread across the entire city instantly like wings. Hanyang City.

It caused panic and discussions.

"It really hit the spot. It's the problem of Xiaoyao Pill, right? Otherwise, why are the Jin family so nervous about their affairs..."

"Does anyone know the inside story?"

"How is it possible? Mr. Jin personally sits in the town, and the people who handle things are strict, and nothing can be found out. We have to wait and see what the specific situation is..."