Chapter 383 Blowing the wind by the pillow
Since that night, Wei Zhao has become even busier.
Yu Ting was often out of the way.
But she was also busy posting books.
Take off the hairpin, gently pick it up with the tip, and turn the pages of the book that is almost sunny. I also learned some repair skills from Ru Pozi.
They are all meticulous, but fortunately she can also be patient.
After these days, I can also be considered easy.
The days passed in a flash until the day the Zhou family was executed.
The execution ground is located in a conspicuous place in Shangjing, with all connections and public disposal to achieve the purpose of warning.
Before noon, many people were surrounded.
"Why haven't it started yet?"
A woman said coldly: "The executioner sharpens his knife on the edge. It's shiny and sharp. If I asked me to use a rusty knife, it would be boring to die with one knife. It would be better to use a few more knives to make their heads half connected to their necks, but people can't die in time."
"Wow, you're so poisonous."
"I'm poisonous? My daughter was dragged away by Zhou Xuan in the early years and was hanged by humiliation! My man asked for justice, but the person was gone."
"I wish I could do it myself and send those people to hell!"
"I'm poisonous? My daughter was dragged away by Zhou Xuan in the early years and was hanged by humiliation! My man asked for justice, but the person was gone."
"I wish I could do it myself and send those people to hell!"
"Shut up!"
A cold sound was heard.
Everyone looked back and saw the Ninth Princess with a cold face, not knowing when it came.
This...
Everyone hurriedly avoided.
This cannot be messed with.
Although the ninth princess was born in the central palace, the queen has been deposed and her uncle's family is about to become a dead soul, but she is the emperor's daughter.
You Changyi quickly stepped forward and looked at the vulgar woman. "Come on! Drag this rude crazy woman!" The woman was wearing patches, laughing sadly when she heard it, and she had no intention of panic and begging for mercy.
"Come on."
"Kill me."
She even moved forward.
"The princess also has half of the Zhou family's blood. What can it be considered to be a careless person's life? If you have the ability, I will deal with it here!"
"Bah!"
"It's just relying on the power of the royal family!"
Ying Changyi's eyes were scarlet, and his hands were shaking with anger.
A lowly person dares to treat her like this!
She has a noble status, but in just a few days she fell from the clouds into the mud.
The father did not see her, and the princesses in the palace who had flattered her in every way were watching her jokes behind her back.
She screamed: "Come here! Kill her! Kill her!"
But the palace servant behind him looked at his nose and his nose, as if he didn't hear that. "The tutor is here."
I don't know who shouted in the crowd.
The east side Gu Fuju looked sharp and steady and serious. His eyebrows were filled with profound wisdom and his precipitation of being at the top of the house. He walked in front and led the civil officials behind him.
"Hey, look over there, General Wei is here too."
To the west, Wei Zhao was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed by Zhongyong Hou. The generals were all behind him, and they were also in a long team.
Although the two of them are the heads of civil and military officers, in addition to loyalty to them, there are also people from the second prince, the emperor, the fifth prince, and people who have sold their favors to the princelings before.
As long as there is no conflict of interest involved, Wei Zhao and Gu Fuju's status is unshakable.
Unlike civil officials, military generals don’t have so many rules, and they are still talking to each other along the way.
Wei Zhao heard someone behind him with a loud voice. "In the early years, the Zhou family wanted to promote me and wanted to marry a concubine daughter to me." "I thought I had taken a huge advantage at that time, but the Miss Zhou family thought my mother was blind. Can I marry her? If my mother hadn't been to support me in martial arts, why would her eyes be damaged by embroidery needlework day and night? I had a bright future, how could she drive her to her hometown for an inappropriate woman without giving her support to her mother? That's not something human beings did! Fortunately, I didn't agree." Otherwise, he would have died.
"Go back."
Wei Zhao heard Zhongyong Hou call him. Zhongyong Hou was worried: "Why do you think you are weaker than last time?"
The face was pale.
Wei Zhao:...
Because before coming out, Yu Tingwan applied a layer of powder to him.
Zhongyong Hou: "There is a lot of evil spirit here, and I don't know if it will hit you."
Xiao Huaiyan, who has no official position and is just a playboy, but has to come on the list, smiled. "Don't worry, Father." "The Duke Shunguo Mansion has held a funeral banquet for him, and he has experience." "As long as he kicks his legs, the white silk and white lanterns he hung before can be taken out and reused."
He wanted to speak again, and saw that Zhongyong Hou's eyes were filled with anger, as if he could beat him in full view as long as he opened his mouth and said unlucky words.
Xiao Huaiyan shut up.
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Wei Zhao Youyou: "That..."
Horse Zhongyong asked quickly: "What's wrong?"
Wei Zhao said depressedly: "I was so angry."
He said very slowly: "Maybe I could have lived for five years, but it was shortened to one year at once."
Xiao Huaiyan:...
I don't know who I learned from, so shameless.
He was about to speak, but his back was repeatedly patted by Zhongyong Hou.
"You bastard!"
Wei Zhao: "That..."
Wei Zhao asked Xiao Huaiyan: "Does it hurt?"
You deserve it.
Horse Zhongyong scolded Xiao Huaiyan: "Look at you, you can only speak sarcastic words. Look at you again! If you are so angry with you, you will never forget to care about you!"
Why is the gap between people so big!
Xiao Huaiyan:...
Okay.
I deserve it!
Civil officials and generals meet at the intersection.
No matter whether there is a grudge or no grudge, hold your fists and bow.
Except two people.
Gu Fuju and Wei Zhao.
One standing has a big aura.
Sitting alone, your aura is not inferior at all.
Gu Fuju took back his gaze from Wei Zhao and went to the execution ground forward. He walked slowly and calmly and powerfully every step. Even when he was old, his literary character was fully displayed.
When he approached, he bowed slightly to Ying Changyi, pretending to be unaware: "Why is the princess here?"
He Xuran beside him: "The tutor doesn't know, it was the emperor who made a decision to let the princess come over to watch the ceremony."
On important occasions, he did not call his brother-in-law.
This is tactful.
It was obvious that Ying Changyi pleaded for the Zhou family, which made Emperor Ying Qian disliked.
It can be seen that she was not here to cause trouble.
Although the Zhou family is prominent, and her mother belongs to the queen? She should be as noble as before.
Gu Fuju then nodded: "It is human nature to have resentment from the suffering master. The princess must also understand the pain of losing their close relatives."
"The Zhou family is like this, and they are doing many evil things. Since they are here to send their last journey, the princess must not be as confused as they are."
He smiled, as if he was particularly gentle: "The princess is a girl's house. You have to stand farther when the execution is executed later. Don't turn back to the nightmare after being exposed."
When he spoke, Chi Yu replaced Zhongyong Hou's position and pushed Wei Zhao directly around the two and went to the viewing platform.
When Gu Fuju was about to go there, someone came over. "What's going on?"
Horse Zhongyong: "You and Guizhi are not as familiar with you as your father-in-law and son-in-law. Why are you not as intimate as me and him?"
Gu Fuju didn't want to pay attention to him.
Zhongyong Hou smiled: "It's this age. It's better to lower your head, recognize me well, and make people happy. He blew the wind beside his pillow. Listen to the late child's ears, and he might call you dad."