Chapter 1590 General Tiger Girl 74


Chapter 1590 General Tiger Girl 74

At this time, Zhao Chengzong only blamed himself for underestimating the enemy. He did not expect that it would end up like this. If he knew that Zhao Heming was also in the car, he would never do this.

"Maybe it was Prince Zhao who lost his temper after drinking. My daughter was afraid that He Ming would be punished, so she reported it to the official rashly." Xi Ning bowed slightly to Duke Rong: "My little daughter is not thinking properly. I hope Duke Rong will forgive me." .”

Zhao Chengzong was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes. If he hadn't been in good health, he would have fainted from anger.

Duke Rong Guo basically knew what was going on. It was his son who jumped into someone else's trap, but his son suffered a loss, so he had to recover a little bit: "Even if Quanzi slightly disobeys his etiquette after drinking, he can't be beaten to death." Like this!”

General Zhao muddied the waters: "It's just a fight between children. Your noble son didn't have any broken arms or legs. He was just injured in the flesh. Isn't my family also injured?"

How can it be the same? The visible injuries on Zhao Heming's face are only at the corners of his mouth; and Zhao Shizi's face is bruised and bruised. Who would recognize him?

"Why don't you, Lord, follow me into the palace now and say that my thirteen-year-old grandson beat your seventeen-year-old son?" General Zhao twirled his long beard, looking very majestic, upright, and slightly contemptuous. , it’s really lucky that he can figure it out and it’s very good.

When Rong Guogong choked, a thirteen-year-old man was fighting with a seventeen-year-old man. It was said that the seventeen-year-old man was more powerful. If your children and grandchildren fight, you can't beat someone four years younger than you. How can you have the face to complain, let alone to the officials? Zhao Yi suffered a lot from what happened with Poria cocos last time, and he was also very powerful when it came to being evil.

General Zhao didn't have that much time to spare: "Since the prince of your house was drunk and talking nonsense, and he didn't do anything too outrageous, my daughter has also withdrawn the lawsuit; my grandson and your son also fought, and each of them was injured a little bit." , That’s it. The people in your house knew that the prince had been drinking, so they didn’t stop him. I hope Duke Rong will discipline the people in the house well and say goodbye!" He arched his hands casually and turned around. Walk.

Xining nodded and followed General Zhao away without even saluting. Before Zhao Heming left, he glared at Zhao Chengzong, with an expression like "be careful in the future, kid," which made him very angry again.

He could not be beaten again and again, nor could he be reasoned with. This time, Duke Rongguo's government was in great disgrace.

There are still many people staying outside Jingzhao Mansion, looking around. Tomorrow, the news that the prince of Rongguo teased the third lady of the Zhenguo General's Mansion on the street and was violently beaten by the grandson of the Zhenguo General's Mansion will surely spread throughout the streets.

This time it was not Miss Zhao's problem, everyone saw that it was Prince Zhao who got involved. If he didn't behave inappropriately, how could he be beaten? He was also reported to Jingzhao Mansion by Miss Zhao.

Seeing his son who had been beaten beyond recognition, the glory on his body accentuating the embarrassment on his face, Duke Rong was so angry that his beard was shaking and his chest heaved greatly.

The carriage arrived at the gate of Jingzhao Mansion. Zhao Chengzong hurriedly got on the carriage after coming out. Even when entering the mansion, he speeded up for fear of being seen by more people. These bruises will last at least half a month.

Xining got in the car and looked at the corner of Zhao Heming's mouth with concern: "How is the injury? Does it hurt?"

"It's okay!" Zhao Heming wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and immediately grinned in pain: "This kid's hands are really heavy. I didn't expect that his kung fu is not bad despite his pretty face."

"I usually ask you to work hard, but now you know it." General Zhao, who was riding outside the car, said in a deep voice: "If you sweat more on weekdays, you can save your life on the battlefield. With your injuries, It’s nothing, for us, it’s just like a needle prick.”

Xining nodded: "Your father still has wounds from back then, including arrow wounds and knife wounds, and there should be five or six of them. If you don't practice martial arts well, let alone go to the battlefield, you won't be able to win even a fight today. It damages the prestige of the Zhenguo General’s Mansion.”

"I won today!" Zhao Heming held his head high, feeling very proud, but then his smile spread to the corners of his mouth. This was very funny and cute.

"I won't spare you if you lose!" General Zhao's words made Xining laugh out loud. Then he thought of something, opened the car curtains, lowered his voice and asked General Zhao: "Has the person been found?" It seemed that General Zhao was in a relaxed mood at this time.

General Zhao glanced at her with surprise in his eyes, and then he felt satisfied.

Xining knew immediately: "Let's talk about it when we get home." He put down the car curtains.

After they left Jingzhao Yin Mansion, a guard rode over and told General Zhao that Zhao Yingxue had been found.

Zhao Yingyue led a group of people to catch up with the second wife Chen's car, but there was no trace of Zhao Yingxue on the car. Zhao Yingyue was careful, thinking that Zhao Yingxue came out in a hurry and must not have been fully prepared. As for the second wife, Mrs. Chen, she just wants to be a good person. She will dismiss people when she leaves the house and will not make any suggestions.

This road is straight, with winding roads and small alleys. In addition, they are all rich and wealthy, so they will ask carefully before letting people in. What's more, many people have seen Zhao Yingxue at parties on weekdays, and Zhao Yingxue does not have the courage to knock on it. Door. After knocking on the door, even if he stayed, he would notify the Zhenguo General's Mansion to pick him up.

So I slowed down along the road and checked carefully. Sure enough, I found Zhao Yingxue hiding in an alley not far away.

Zhao Yingxue cried and begged to see the third prince. Zhao Yingyue didn't bother to persuade him, and without even hearing a word, he tied the man up, gagged him, put a cloth bag on his head, threw him on the horse and took him back. If someone asked me along the way or in the future, I would say that I was a slave who escaped.

Not to mention Zhao Yingyue, it seemed that General Zhao's heart was cold, even for his own daughter.

After returning to the house, General Zhao asked her and Zhao Heming to return to their own courtyards.

It seemed that General Zhao had to deal with Zhao Yingxue's matter. When she returned to Zhulan Courtyard, she asked someone to divide half of the four bags of cakes and keep them for herself. The remaining half was wrapped and asked Qiuye to send it to Dingbeiyuan to Mrs. Zhao, and asked about it by the way. Let’s talk about the situation.

"Idiot! You're not that stupid." Rong Guogong was furious in the palace. He didn't care that Zhao Chengzong, who was pushing and shoving, was gasping in pain: "Originally, I thought you could handle this matter well, but it turned out that it was all a fool's errand. Toss.”

Zhao Chengzong did not dare to answer, but he was slandering. These ideas were not the same as before, and the third prince also agreed. It's just that I didn't expect that the Zhenguo General's Mansion would be so difficult to deal with. Zhou Zexian was very lucky. If Zhou Zexian was trampled to death by a horse this morning, wouldn't the matter be solved?

"Master, please stop talking. Look at your son, with the fight like this, the Zhenguo General's Mansion is really capable of killing him." Mrs. Rongguo was extremely distressed.

"Come on, luckily Zhao Yi, an old man, didn't dare to beat him to death and just let his grandson do it. Otherwise, would he still be alive?" Duke Rong Guo was furious after suffering such a big loss.

"Si~" Zhao Chengzong gasped in pain again, pulled his arm back, waved his hand, and asked the maid who helped him clean up his injuries to leave first.

"Dad!" Zhao Chengzong simply said: "Go to the palace and see the officials. Tell me that I won't marry anyone except Zhao Yinghong, and ask the officials to grant me the marriage."

(End of chapter)

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