Yan Du knelt in front of Grand Tutor Yan's bed and kowtowed. He cried, "Father, you're making the Yan family bear the infamy for eternity."
Grand Tutor Yan's chest heaved up and down rapidly before calming down. After finally calming down, he turned to look at Yan Du and said stubbornly, "Go get the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone."
Yan Du bit his lip and knelt on the ground. Grand Tutor Yan pointed at him angrily and shouted, "Even you don't listen to me?"
"Father, if you want the entire Yan family to be buried with you, even if I have grievances in my heart, I definitely won't dare to refute you. I'll be the first to drink the poisoned wine. But… but you mustn't submit this memorial. Even if you chop me, I can't let you write this memorial. Else, I wouldn't dare to go down and meet my ancestors or Emperor Shizong!" Yan Du lamented. His head hit the ground with a bang, and blood slid down his forehead and face.
