Chapter 372: Where is it similar?

Chapter 372: Where is it similar?

   Chapter 372 What is similar?

  ——How can you die?

  "What...what does this mean?" Xu Mingshi was stunned for a while.

  Is that what he thought?

   But since this idea is too beastly and inferior, he should listen to it again.

  "In a few days, the emperor's decree for entering the Chinese Provincial Academy of Sciences will inevitably be issued, and if his mother suddenly passes away after he enters the Central Provincial Academy of Sciences, what will happen?"

  "……"

  Xu Mingshi suddenly felt a chill in his back.

  Sure enough, what he thought?

  If the mother of the family dies after entering the Chinese Provincial Government, it will take three years from Ding You...

  Even if the emperor takes it seriously, but the official position of Zhongshushe is low and there is no reason to make an exception, and it is also impossible.

"In comparison, it is natural to die now, and it is more'economical'." Xu Mingyi looked at the red heart on the target not far away and said: "Besides, Jia's mentality seems to be a little confused, it is impossible to guarantee that he will not be mentioned. The unseen things that I have done in the past—"

  At this moment, she suddenly thought of Zhan Yunjiao.

   Previously, Zhan Yunjiao suddenly changed her confession and confessed to Xia Xi. She only considered Zhan Yunjiao to be persuaded by the Ji family...

   Thinking about it now, it should be her brother who persuaded her.

   But even if it is a brother, how can he persuade a person who is about to bear a serious crime?

   And in the hall that day, Zhan Yunjiao's state can be called active cooperation, as if she is not afraid of the punishment of exile that she will face next.

  For this reason, she also made people watch the follow-up exile in secret, thinking that she might be able to grasp Ji Xiu's handle.

  But on the way Zhan Yunjiao was exiled, no accident happened.

  No one rescued her, and no one replaced her.

  Now, she finally wants to understand who is the one who really lied to Zhan Yunjiao...

  Some people are fighting for power and want to stand taller as much as possible. It is for themselves and also to shine in their homes, so that their loved ones can live a better life.

  It can be different from Yunzhu——

  It seems that he was born only for profit, selfish enough to use all people and things for the sake of power and position, and if he hinders his progress, even his biological mother will become a **** victim of his pursuit of profit.

  Even if he guessed it, Xu Mingshi still fell into a huge cognitive shock at this time, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

  Xu Mingyi has asked Zhu Xiu: "Have you ever found the cause of Jia's death?"

"Zhan Yunzhu has a guard by his side. At first, his subordinates could only guard from a distance. When there were more and more people behind, the subordinates were able to take advantage of the chaos to get in, and Zhan Yunzhu kept kneeling by the bed and his subordinates remained the same. Unable to investigate closely."

  Zhu Xiu speculated: “But judging from the situation in that room at the time, the reason why Jia’s death was silent and no trauma was seen. Most of it was because of being smothered by someone holding a quilt, cotton pillow and other things.”

  He was able to see Jia's body, and he was already covered by the light of those neighbors who went to see the lively neighborhood in the name of mourning.

  Seeing her girl frowning and thinking, Zhu Xiu said after a moment, “If someone sees this kind of thing, it can’t be proved.”

  Xu Mingyi straightened the corners of his mouth.

  Of course she knows too.

Different from strangling the neck, covering the mouth and nose with a soft object will cause people to suffocate and die, and there will be almost no obvious damage on the face. Even if they try to arouse discussion about this matter, Wu Zuo can prove that Jia's death was suffocated. , But she is not a healthy person choking for no reason, but has been ill for a long time, it is said that she still has lung disease, coughing and wheezing are not smooth...

  Not to mention, Zhan Yunzhu acted cautiously, staying in front of Jia's body for a long time, he would have already covered up all the traces.

   Therefore, if you want to use this to deal with Zhanyunzhu on the bright side, it obviously won't work.

  "People should continue to stare at it." Xu Mingyi still confessed.

  Even if it seems to be useless now, no one knows what will happen in the future.

  There are even some things, if they are used in the right place and at the right time, sometimes they can achieve their goals without much evidence...

  So, let’s check first.

  Zhu Xiu did not doubt that there was something else.

  At this time, the girl took an arrow from the quiver on the side, draped it on the string and pulled the bow away——

  The girl's figure standing on her side is straight, and her concentrated expression has a pair of eyes slightly narrowed.

After   beard, the feather arrow left the string, broke the wind and rushed in the direction of the target, and plunged into the red heart steadily.

  ……

  The sky is getting darker.

  Even though the weather has already warmed up, the Xuesheng Teahouse in the south lane of the city still has a bleak business.

  In Xuesheng Teahouse, where business is bleak, the atmosphere at this time is a bit weird.

  Shi Sun brought guests over today.

  This guest is not someone else, but the Lord Zhen Guo himself!

  Thinking of the grievances between this sturdy and brave general and his own prince, everyone in the teahouse couldn't help but feel confused--what's the difference between this and bringing the enemy into their own camp?

  And this General Xu is not a vegetarian. Just stepping into their teahouse and having a face-to-face meeting with them, his eyes have revealed the profound meaning of "this teahouse is a bit interesting".

  If the prince knows about this, he still has a lot of beard off his beard so angry?

  Among the crowd, Shou Ming is the calmest and most enthusiastic one.

  Zhen Guogong Mansion, he really likes it.

  And maybe it will be a family in the future.

  Before and after running, Shou Ming, who was busy after running, carried the food box and went upstairs at this time.

  The lamp was on on the second floor, and Wu Chao was drinking tea with the town’s grandfather sitting next to the window.

  Shouming stepped forward with a smile and saluted, and put the hot meals in the two food boxes on the table.

  The food was bought by Xiaoqi rushing to the Zhuangyuan Building. He rode his horse back and forth without daring to delay a moment.

  Zhen Guogong took a bite and nodded in satisfaction.

  In the palace, he made an appointment with the Wu family boy to see him in the champion building after returning to the city, but after thinking about going, he still felt that it was not appropriate for the two to eat openly together.

  There are many people in the Zhuangyuan Building, and he must be recognized as soon as he enters.

  If the Wu family boy is also recognized, it will certainly cause unnecessary rumors and trouble.

  I also thought about dressing up in disguise. The Wu family kid is easy to say, but he is so majestic, how can his outstanding temperament be concealed by changing his dress? Isn't that self-deception?

  So, the boy suggested to take him to this remote and deserted teahouse.

  At this time, Shou Ming was holding a jug to pour wine for the two of them, but he saw his grandson stretch out his hand in time and took the jug.

  Wu Chao personally poured wine for the Lord Zhen Guo, and his tone was respectful and authentic: "The younger generation respects the Lord --"

  The attitude of the young people is like this, Zhen Guogong is very helpful in his heart, and drank the wine with a smile.

  Wu Chao also drank the wine in one cup.

   Seeing the young man’s calm expression, the town’s official asked casually: "How is Wu Shisun's drink?"

  These words instantly pulled Wu Chao back to the night of the hot spring villa outside Ningyang...

  That night, Zhao Zhao also asked him the same question.

  He answered calmly and confidently.

  But the result was a little unexpected.

  At that time, he did not have a clear understanding of his drinking capacity. Now that he knows, he truthfully said: "The juniors are not drinking well. Please forgive me."

   "Why, the family is strictly controlled, and Su Ri Li rarely drinks alcohol?" Zhen Guogong asked.

   "This is not the case, it should be due to the lack of talent of the younger generation."

  Zhen Guogong said "Oh".

  He thought it was the old fellow Wu Jun who took care of everything, so he wanted to take the opportunity to satirize the old fellow with a few words, which is a pity.

   "Depending on the amount of alcohol consumed by younger generations, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the public to enjoy it." Wu Chao obviously had arrangements for this: "But Mr. accountant in the teahouse has a good amount of alcohol, and his conversation is good, or he can accompany him."

He didn't seem to conceal that this teahouse was his own property. He took Mr. Accountant to accompany him. The Lord Zhenguo glanced at him and said, "The old man who talked about it seems to be greedy for your little wine. The old man wants to drink, when can't you drink it?"

  Faced with the reckless old man, Wu Chao smiled and said: "The Guogong said it is very true, it is the younger generation who has been worrying too much."

  And the Lord Zhen Guo will naturally not be angry for this "excessive worry", he is not a person who can't distinguish good from bad, and he also understands the thoughtful intentions of a young man.

   Seeing that the young man filled the empty glass again, the town guru raised it and said: "The old man also toasts you, for my grandson's matter--"

   "Guo Duke is polite."

  Wu Chao raised the glass, the position was relatively low.

  "If you need help from the old man in the future, you can speak up." The town official put down the wine glass and said straightforwardly: "But it's only between you and me, and the old man doesn't care about your grandfather."

  Wu Chao answered "Yes".

  After all, he does have one thing in the future that needs General Xu to help nod his head...

  And this matter really has nothing to do with his grandfather in the family.

  "Remove the hip flask, let's change the tea." The town official said to Shou Ming who was waiting on the side.

  Wu Chao couldn't help asking: "Guo Gong stopped drinking?"

  Zhen Guogong said dismissively: "It's the same with tea."

  He is not the kind of bad old man who bullies the younger generation.

  It is also a good thing for young people to drink less alcohol.

  I’m fed up with the bear-like appearance of the second son in the family. The old man now looks at the sober and refreshing young man in front of him and feels more and more pleasing to his eyes-this is how he looks like a person!

  So, the originally agreed-upon banquet turned into an old and a young sitting together, eating food and chatting.

  Wu Chao had the rule of not to say anything since he was a child, but facing the informal old man, he naturally changed his state, as if he had always been like this.

  President Zhen Guo, who paid attention to these details, was very comfortable in his heart.

  He still remembers the limited conditions in the barracks. Because Wu Jun thinks he talks too much, he insists on having a single table for his own meal.

  Of course, everyone has their own habits, which is understandable.

  But when you are the same person on the bar, it is inevitable that it will not be pleasing to the eye.

   Even though both parties have the habit of accommodating each other silently, this meal is still spent in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

  Wu Chao even felt a little warm and inexplicable.

  He has never eaten so casually with any elder.

  The dishes were removed and replaced with fresh seasonal melons and fruits and hot tea.

   "In this period of time, the prince must be more careful." Shou Ming and others all stepped back, and Wu Zhao reminded them during a chat.

  Guo Duke Zhen took a sip of tea and said, "There is no day that I dare to relax my vigilance."

  But the fact that he mobilized Xu Jiajun that night must have been passed to the emperor, and now we really need to be more careful to prevent the emperor from going crazy suddenly.

   "Guo Gong has always been vigilant, which is naturally a good thing." Wu Chao said: "Especially King Yan will enter Beijing in more than ten days—"

  Zhen Guogong nodded slightly.

  "At this juncture, you must not be taken lightly. Your grandfather is not in Beijing. When you meet with the king of Yan in the future, you must also pay more attention to your sense."

  He and Wu Jun are not in harmony, but at most he hopes that the other party will be bald as soon as possible, and go out to fall into the mud, and it is by no means the kind that wants to see the other party’s house suffer a catastrophe.

  And the boy in front of him is his future granddaughter-in-law.

   Hearing the old man’s kind advice, Wu Chao responded seriously.

"Speaking of King Yan, but your aunt-in-law..." Knowing that this teahouse is unusual, there is no need to worry about the ears on the wall, and the town government is less evasive when he speaks: "But counting your age, it should be Have you never seen this uncle?"

   "Yes, the junior is born in the first year of Qingming, and is better than Zhao—cough, one year older than Miss Xu."

  Guo Duke Zhen glanced at the young man, before he heard the word that the other party yelled, and continued: "Speaking of which, the old man thinks that you are somewhat similar to your uncle."

  This is just a chat.

  But Wu Chao was stunned for a while, and suddenly he thought of the portrait hanging in the Qizhen courtyard of his late eldest aunt in the Dingnan Palace in Ningyang.

  He also has some similarities with the eldest aunt.

  Looking at the old man in front of him, Wu Chao couldn’t help asking: “I wonder where the younger generation is similar to King Yan?”

  Could it be said that there is still a rumored husband and wife between the King Yan and his eldest aunt?

   "If you really say something like it, there is no similarity in the five sense organs." Zhen Guo Gong said: "I can't tell the old man, I think it might be similar in aura--"

  Thinking about it, but then shook his head: "It’s not... King Yan’s temperament was a bit more public than you when he was young. It was either a wrestling with someone or a sword, or a total attack on the enemy camp..."

  The youth in front of him is especially eye-catching for the nobleness of the family's children.

  The first time he felt similar between the two of them was hunting in the woods that day. At that time, he only regarded them as similarities between the two young men who were excellent in riding and shooting.

  But then I remembered it accidentally, and felt it was not that simple.

  That’s why I mentioned it to Wu Chao at this time.

  But now I really want him to say it, but I don’t understand it.

   Seeing the old man frowning and thinking hard, Wu Zhao smiled and said: “After King Yan enters Beijing, he will see people in person, and the Duke of the country may be able to think of it.”

   Zhen Guogong shook his head, and said: "It has been 18 years, it depends on how much he has changed now..."

  Eighteen years.

  The current emperor reigned for eighteen years.

  The king of Yan left Beijing to feudal vassal, stationed in the north for eighteen years.

  And he is eighteen years old this year.

  In that year, many things really happened.

   By the way, his eldest aunt, the former Princess Yan, seemed to have passed away that year too...

  Wu Chao took a sip of tea, and the color of thinking faintly appeared under his eyes.

  In the backyard, Mr. Mo, who was so hungry, grumbled and glanced in the direction of the second floor.

  He waited all night.

   And just saw that the food has been withdrawn, should he come to accompany this wine after all?

  He originally planned to go out and do a big job tonight, even if he cut off his head and poured it directly into his stomach, he would also get the town’s prince drunk so that he could win back a city for their prince!

  ……

  　 Two chapters are combined into one chapter, so today is one more

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)