Chapter 1487

"Meddlesome!"

Chen Guanlou didn't accept the favor, but scolded back.

Eunuch Wang didn't care, drinking by himself. "Just consider me meddlesome."

Chen Guanlou complained: "I think you are just idle. Eunuch Wei didn't order you to do anything, are you really this idle? Is there nothing else in the harem that needs your worry?"

"I already said it was done in passing. Eunuch Wei has indeed been very quiet recently; he hasn't ordered me to do anything for a long time. I suspect Eunuch Wei has broken through."

Chen Guanlou frowned; this is not good news.

"Are you sure he broke through?"

"I dare not be sure! But with no movement for such a long time, he must be practicing smoothly, and his cultivation has improved. As far as I know, Eunuch Wei has many cultivation techniques in his hands, verifying each other. Perhaps he found the one most suitable for him."

"Did the cultivation technique he practiced before have a problem?"

"The cultivation techniques given by the palace end at the Grandmaster level. As for the subsequent techniques, I don't know the specifics."

There is such a situation.

Chen Guanlou had another day of opening his eyes.

He had absolutely no such trouble.

"Record of Ascending to Heaven" can support him to continue practicing.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day for Lord Ding to go to the execution ground.

The night before, Chen Guanlou went to see Ding Hongxing and asked her if she wanted to see Lord Ding for the last time; he could arrange for them to meet in the Heavenly Prison.

At first, Ding Hongxing refused.

After struggling for a whole night, Ding Hongxing changed her mind and decided to go to the Heavenly Prison to see her father for the last time.

Chen Guanlou took her, and early in the morning, they came to the Heavenly Prison together.

The day of the execution arrived, and Lord Ding cried uncontrollably, having no heart to eat his last meal. He didn't seem to care about being a hungry ghost.

"Anyway, it's death; what does it matter if I'm hungry or full."

He cried!

The prison guards didn't indulge him, picking up the water and fire sticks and hitting him.

"Eat or not? If you don't eat, go die!"

"How can you hit people?"

"Hitting you is light. There is still some time before the execution; why not let you experience the torture chamber."

"No no no... I'll eat!"

Lord Ding yielded to violence.

The prison guards thought, it should have been like this long ago.

They had never seen such a dawdling official; it was truly disgusting. An old man, what are you crying for.

After eating his last meal, Lord Ding washed up slightly, changed into clean clothes, and was dragged out of the prison.

Then he saw his own daughter, Ding Hongxing, in the side room.

"Wretched girl!" Lord Ding blurted out when he saw Ding Hongxing. He hated her!

The wretched girl had a future, but didn't care about him, her father.

What is the use of such a daughter!

Better to kill her and be done with it!

"Wretched girl, how do you have the face to see your father. Why don't you go die! If you had any backbone, you should have bumped your head and died."

"Why should I bump my head and die!" Ding Hongxing originally came to see her father for the last time, for the sake of father-daughter affection. As a result, she was greeted with angry scolding and curses.

She instantly lost interest; what father-daughter affection, it was all fake. It was all her imagination!

She was just a tool.

She was before, she is now, and she always will be.

She swallowed her tears and said with a smile: "Is Father crazy? Today is the day you go to the execution ground, and your daughter came to see you off for the last time; you should be happy."

"Happy for what? Happy that I'm going to die? You wretched girl, you were able to escape, all because I planned for you. As a result, you crossed the river and tore down the bridge, forgetting the teachings I gave you in the past. You disappoint me too much! Why don't you kneel down!"

Ding Hongxing shook her head slowly, refusing to kneel; why should she kneel.

"Father, your daughter doesn't owe you! Ever since you married me to the Zhao family, I haven't owed you. I came to see you because I have filial piety! This is also the last time I will fulfill my filial piety. If you are not satisfied, I can't help it. Why don't you ask me why my brothers didn't come to see you off for the last time, and why Mother didn't come?"

"Why didn't they come? Could it be they couldn't come. Thinking about it, it's true. They are all helpless."

"Hahaha..."

Ding Hongxing laughed out loud, unable to stop herself.

"There is no such thing as being helpless. They are settled in the city; with Prison Warden Chen helping to mediate, they could have all come out to visit you today and see you off for the last time. It was they who personally gave up this opportunity and clearly stated they wouldn't come. Father, this is the family you trust! In the end, only I, the daughter you despise, came to visit you."

Ding Hongxing smiled, yet not quite; watching Lord Ding being greatly stimulated, she actually felt refreshed in her heart. Truly rebellious! But she felt it was very good!

Right, it should be like this, it was supposed to be like this.

"Father, I know you feel bad. But don't worry, go in peace; your daughter has already spent money, and someone will collect your remains and bury you. It's just a pity you are a criminal official and cannot be buried in the ancestral grave; I can only find a burial ground in the capital to bury you. Don't despise it, your daughter also has it hard; this is the last thing I will do for you."

Ding Hongxing said slowly, sentence by sentence, appearing light and airy, as if nothing mattered anymore.

Scolding, hitting, cursing—none of it mattered anymore.

In the face of life and death, everything is a small matter!

Lord Ding had shackles on his body, making movement inconvenient.

But he still tried to rush up and slap the other party twice.

But as soon as he rushed, he almost tripped!

He leaned against the wall, furious: "Wretched girl! If I had known, I should have let the Zhao family kill you, instead of divorcing you. I thought you were useful and could share my worries, hehe... but I didn't expect you to be heartless, only caring about yourself."

Ding Hongxing sighed and said slowly: "Father's words are very unreasonable. Father used all resources to cultivate Big Brother, Second Brother, and younger brothers; they are educated, knowledgeable, capable, and talented, and the Ding family will rely on them in the future. Logically speaking, they should be the ones to share Father's worries. And I, here with Father, am just a useless daughter; what virtue and ability do I have to share Father's worries.

It's impossible that when the family is prosperous, the brothers share the worries. When the family is in trouble, let a little girl share the worries; where is such a principle in the world. Big Brother and the others enjoyed the most benefits, so they should bear the greatest responsibility! These principles were all taught to me by Father himself; I have not dared to forget them for a day."

"You you you... truly a rebellious daughter! Unfilial! I will kill you right now!"

"Father, save your energy. You are about to go to the execution ground; at least be decent. If you kill me, no one will collect your remains and bury you. After you die, you will be thrown directly into the mass grave; are you sure you want that?"

One sentence calmed Lord Ding's anger.

Life and death are important!

Mass grave? How could he be buried in a mass grave, without even anyone to worship him.

Lord Ding was suddenly overcome with grief, tears falling down. "Fine, fine! I have enjoyed myself for decades, so I still want the final dignity. Daughter, remember to prepare a high-quality coffin for your father, set up a monument, and look toward the ancestral home. Even if I cannot be buried in the ancestral grave, your father must face his hometown every day."