Chapter 133: Taste
Wei Zhao:? ? ?
He was stunned.
Suddenly he turned his head and looked back.
The butcher left the meat stall and grabbed the people lining up below.
He had a sweat towel on his head, wheat-colored skin, very rough hair, and thick lips. He had his hands on his hips, his thick eyebrows were knitted into a line, and spittle was flying everywhere.
"Gungungun, where did you come from as a beggar? You can tell me that you want me to give you a small change? Do you want to buy it? If you dare to cause trouble, let's see if I answer with my fist!"
Wei Zhao :? ? ?
Yu Tingwan's tone was very sincere, and her eyes started to light up: "Husband, look at how powerful this is."
Wei Zhao really wanted to say that you are talking nonsense.
But he suddenly remembered that Yu Tingwan had said that he was not good-looking.
The surroundings are noisy, and the excitement belongs to others, but Wei Zhao is dead silent.
He stood up in disbelief.
Shoulders were held down.
Yu Tingwan directly pressed the person down.
"Why move? Sit tight."
Wei Zhao: "Go to the inn."
Yu Tingwan: "Huh?"
She was a little resistant.
But the next moment, I heard the man's tone was very bad: "Looking for someone named Ge"
Yu Tingwan was confused: "What's wrong? Is your husband not feeling well?"
Wei Zhao: "Let him take a look at you."
Yu Tingwan was very moved.
The husband is fake, but his concern for her is real.
Perhaps her menstrual period is coming soon, and she does feel a little uncomfortable in her stomach.
"No need to bother."
Wei Zhao: "Let him see your eyes."
Yu Tingwan was stunned: "My eyes are very good. They are not broken or blind."
Wei Zhao: "Really?
"Then look at the brain. ”
Yu Tingwan finally understood.
Wei Zhao is having fun.
Not only did the girl not care about it, she was actually a little proud of it.
Isn’t it because I care about her?
A man won’t admit it with his mouth, but his body is so honest.
Yu Tingwan patted him on the shoulder very softly: "Although you can't compare, but after spending time together, I also like her."
"Such appearance is something external, there is nothing to compare with."< br>
Wei Zhao:? ?
The pyrotechnic aura on his body has faded a lot, his eyes are heavy, and his voice has no waves at all. It is even scarier than usual: "Very good, you can say it again."
Often. Sometimes, anger is not written on the face.
Wei Zhao was like this before.
Before anything happened to Duke Shun, he got the emperor's order to interrogate the criminals. One person can calmly ask the criminal if he has eaten, but the next moment he chops off the criminal's head.
Xiao Huaiyan, who was watching from the sidelines, was dumbfounded and very anxious.
["He is the key to this case. I know you are angry. Although you and I are sure that he did it, there is no evidence on hand."]
["In total, he and The queen’s family has some connections, so you’re not afraid of offending the prince?”]
Wei Zhao handed over the knife, and Xiao Huaiyan subconsciously took it.
The former is careless.
["What should I do? You killed someone."]
Xiao Huaiyan:? ? ?
【"I admit that I wanted to seduce the Taifu's daughter, but she only fell in love with you. I was dissatisfied and said bad things about you, but it doesn't hurt or bother me! You actually If you want to harm me, Wei Zhao, who is more vicious than you?”]
Just bad words?
In order to make the Taifu's daughter die, Xiao Huaiyan said that he liked men.
The Taifu's daughter didn't believe it, and those who came to Beijing to hear the letter didn't believe it, but Mrs. Shunguo Gongguo did.
Not to mention that Wei Zhao has never been attracted to any girl in these years, even the waiters in the yard are all boys.
As a mother, how could she not be anxious? Duke Shun did not stop him and simply watched the excitement.
Mrs. Shun Guogong arranged for different beautiful slaves for three nights in a row. Wei Zhao couldn't resist his mother's face, so he didn't go home for three nights.
Xiao Huaiyan: ["No, you really want to harm me."]
["The prince is sick and weak, but he is not easy to mess with. A smiling tiger, I am a little scared every time I meet him .”]
Wei Zhaozai washed the blood stains on his hands carefully. There was no trace of panic at all. I don’t understand why Xiao Huaiyan is not afraid of the prince if he is afraid of him.
Doesn't he need to be a prince to still be scary?
["How many years has the prince been ill?"]
The lack of beginning and end of the sentence left Xiao Huaiyan confused.
【"Have you forgotten? This is not a problem caused by aborting the mother's fetus. It has become worse and worse in the past few years. The place where the imperial doctor visits the most frequently is the East Palace."]
Wei Zhaoyouyou: [ "Then why isn't he dead yet?"]
Even Xiao Huaiyan broke into a cold sweat.
Wei Zhao's expression did not change. Dry your hands and go get the testimony from the table.
He walked towards the headless and dead man, pinched the dead man's index finger, dipped it in some blood on the ground, and pressed his fingerprints heavily on the testimony.
After doing this, Wei Zhao stood up with a calm tone.
【"Hurry up and report to the Holy One. After the criminal Wu Chou poisoned Zhonglie for his own selfish purposes, he knew that his evil deeds were serious and he was afraid that the Holy One would hold him accountable, so he committed suicide out of fear of his crime."]
Now Wei Zhao asked Yu Tingwan to say it again.
If it were Xiao Huaiyan, he would have already seen that he was getting angry. But there is no instigator at all.
Yu Tingwan said softly: "It will be the same a hundred times. I can't just close my eyes and tell lies just to make you happy."
Wei Zhao:...
How often do you tell lies?
He closed his eyes and tried his best to digest this fact.
For a really long time, no one could make him angry enough to deal with him.
But it was Yu Tingwan now, and he was not willing to touch her at all.
Yu Tingwan was unaware of Wei Zhao's strong emotions at the moment, and raised her hand to signal him to look.
“Look, husband, he has lifted the person up with one hand, and it’s not difficult at all! You can see that he is a practicing master.”
Wei Zhao was disdainful: "Is it amazing?"
It's amazing.
I wonder if the Gaojiacun butcher whom Li Lian arranged to meet her can do it.
If the two of them had not been at odds with each other, Wei Zhao would have nothing to do with him.
Yu Tingwan: "My mother bought a whole bone before and took it home. It was very difficult for my father to chop it with an axe. But this man just used a butcher's knife, which shows that he is capable."
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After recovering from his illness, Wei Zhao, who was able to split with his bare hands, laughed.
The street was bustling with people, and the conversation between the couple was quickly drowned out by a loud voice not far away.
"Do you know that General Wei Zhao's coffin has been transported back to Beijing. The emperor has gone up, and no court officials are absent. Even half of the people in Beijing have gone to burn incense. Hey, there were some last time. This scene must have been ten years ago.”
The crowd was silent for a moment.
Wasn’t it ten years ago that Wei Zhao’s brother-in-law, the brother of the late Duke Shun, died in battle?
The Wei family has many generals who have served in the military and made meritorious deeds from generation to generation.
There were also many tragic sacrifices.
"The Mansion of Duke Shun is very lively. The lady of Duke Shun is cold-hearted, wearing exquisite makeup and gorgeous clothes, standing on the edge without leaving a single tear."
The crowd made a noise.
"How could this happen? Where did you hear this nonsense? How can Mrs. Shun Guo Gong not love her own children anymore?"
"Listen to what I have to say, don't be impatient. Mrs. Shun Guo Gong obviously wanted to die. She went to the study room where the Duke was alive at night and hung up the white silk ribbon."
"If it hadn't been saved in time, , I'm just afraid..."
Yu Tingwan hesitated slightly and subconsciously looked at Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao slowly smoothed the wrinkled hem of her clothes, as if he had heard something insignificant.
Aware that the girl was looking at him, Wei Zhao slowly raised his eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Wei Zhao: "Keep praising that reckless man."
Yu Tingwan:...
My own mother has hanged herself. Why are you still sore?