One hundred and sixtieth chapters ask for something
"I have something to ask of you. General, please agree. Otherwise, I will just kneel down and be unable to bear it." At this moment, Mr. Liu's tone was filled with uncontrollable mourning.
Zhao Changyuan didn't know why. As soon as he helped him up, he knelt down again. "If you have anything to say, say it before you get up, otherwise Zhao has no choice but to leave." The pretty boy frowned slightly, dusted off his clothes and left.
The other party hurriedly grabbed him by the corner of his clothes, got up in a hurry and cried out sadly: "General, please listen to me. I only have such a daughter on my knees. I have cultivated her with great care since she was a child and regarded it as a treasure. Now... now she is favored by the Sixth Prince. I want to
Take her as a concubine..." The sixth prince is the emperor's uncle. He is over fifty years old and already has three wives. Logically speaking, raping a common woman is something that is outraged by both people and gods, let alone the daughter of an official. The sixth prince
The reason why he dared to risk such disgrace was because the prefect had committed a crime under his nose and was suppressed by his big hands. There is no free lunch in the world, and now Prefect Liu has to pay the price for what he did.
When Zhao Changyuan heard what he said, he was even more confused. How could he, a third-grade military attaché, take care of such a thing? It would be more reliable to go to Luoyang to find Pan Zhuqing, the censor Zhongcheng, than to go to his pretty boy! "There is nothing I can do for you, junior. You are the best to deal with this matter."
It's better to meet the Holy One and let him make the decision for you."
Magistrate Liu still held on to his robe and refused to let go. "To be honest, General, there is still one person who can save my little girl."
Zhao Changyuan said nothing at the door of the dining room, and his face became darker and darker. His tightly tensed jaw showed the strong anger he was suppressing in his heart at the moment.
"Please general, please accept your daughter!"
Magistrate Liu's tearful plea finally ignited Zhao Changyuan's suppressed anger. When he turned his head, his face was full of anger: "Master Liu, your request is too ridiculous. I already have a wife, you know
"Yes." Although his voice was not high-pitched, his tone was already rude. This old man must be crazy to dare to touch Zhao Changyuan's minefield.
"I know, but my daughter is willing to be the general's concubine, as long as the general is willing..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Changyuan interrupted him sharply: "I won't! And since you don't want her to be the concubine of the Sixth Prince, why do you come to beg me to take her as my concubine? Aren't you contradicting yourself?
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"To be honest, it's my daughter...it's my daughter's choice. She has admired you from the first moment she saw the general. If she can accompany you, she doesn't care about her status." Although she is a concubine,
But there is a wretched old man on one side and a handsome man on the other, how can they be the same?
"Needless to say, it's impossible. Now that the matter has come to an end, I can point out a clear path for you. That is to choose another husband for her and get married as soon as possible." Zhao Changyuan answered simply and decisively. Those words such as "The first time I saw him"
He has heard words like "I just admire him" countless times since he was sixteen years old. Before getting married, he was unmoved. Now that his heart belongs to someone, he will not take these words seriously.
Old Man Liu has not yet been defeated by his decisiveness. Since he cannot find a quick son-in-law who can keep his family safe for a while, it is the best way to get into this family of generals who hold military power. What's more, he knows that his daughter truly loves this man.
The young general. "But which young master... can defeat the power of the Sixth Prince... General, please do well... help me... I have always heard that you treat your wife well... I guess my little daughter is by your side."
You will definitely not be wronged..."
"You are wrong. What you are doing is tantamount to pushing my wife into a pit of fire." Zhao Changyuan poured a basin of ice water over him before he finished grinding. "Don't say that I will never accept it in my life."
Concubine. Even if I really accept her, she will only be with Guzhen for the rest of her life. Because I will never look at her, say a word to her, let alone treat her kindly."
Magistrate Liu was hit hard this time and his breathing became rapid. "General! What you said is too much! After all, my little girl is also the apple of my eye, is she so unworthy in your eyes?"
Zhao Changyuan did not show any weakness at all, and immediately responded coldly: "I don't look down on your niece, because I don't care whether she is good or not. I can only see one person in my eyes, and that is my first wife. I will
She is the only person who is kind to me. In fact, you only need to ask someone in the military to know how much I care about my wife. I will not do anything that will hurt her." The pretty boy said this without any hesitation.
Not only did he break the heart of the girl who was eavesdropping at the door, but he also set the lower limit of his own emotional intelligence. When he was angry, he turned his words in a roundabout way, and would he die if he spoke more tactfully?
Master Liu was angry and unconvinced after hearing this. His daughter needs to be pretty and talented, so why can't she be in his eyes? "But if Madam sincerely treats you, she won't care about having more than one person to take care of you."
"You are a talented person who stands out from the crowd. Having a few lovely wives and concubines will not be an insult to you!" How can a jealous and sour woman be better than his daughter?
In his desperation, Mr. Liu also set a new limit for his IQ. Just now, people said that he cares about his wife the most, and yet he even attacked others' vital points.
As expected, Xiaobai narrowed her eyes, blushed, and spoke in an even harsher tone: "You are wrong again. Just because she truly loves me, she will never tolerate others sharing me. Just like I did to her. The so-called doing what you don't want others to do.
Don't do it to others. Thank you for your hospitality. I will take my leave now." After saying that, he took out his robe and walked away.
When he rushed out of the door, he realized that the heartbroken girl was looking at him longingly. He turned away his eyes and strode out expressionlessly, using his body language to repeat what he had just said to her father.
Words - "I don't care whether she is good or not."
Thin footsteps sounded behind him, followed by a fragile and pitiful call: "General..."
He didn't slow down, but asked with a straight face: "What else is there?"
"Xiao Yu... I heard everything just now. I really envy Mrs. Zhao for having a husband. Xiao Yu... is not blessed, but she actually wants to be favored by the general." The girl ran after him panting, and her words were shaken by her.
intermittently.
He walked all the way out of the mansion and came to his army horse. Only then did he realize that the girl was chasing him. He took a glance and got on his horse. "Is there anything else?" White face, do you know what gentlemanly manners are?
The girl's eyes were already red, but she still held a foot-long scroll and handed it to him: "This painting was specially painted by Xiao Yu for the general. That day at the city tower, I saw the general returning in triumph. The general's appearance and posture,
It was so unforgettable that Xiao Yu had no choice but to use pen and ink to paint the general's style on paper, and asked the general not to dislike it...Cangzhou was in constant war, and the general's arrival gave Xiao Yu a great sense of security. I..."
The war horse snorted at the right time. Zhao Changyuan looked forward and had no patience to listen to her anymore. He believed that falling in love was a matter of two people. Why would someone be so persistent in wanting to get involved in other people's feelings? He finally turned to look at her.
, his spotless eyes glowed with determination in the night: "The war was not fought by Zhao alone. If there were not those 100,000 soldiers who accompanied me to leave home and fight bloody battles, how could I have maintained peace by myself? Let's talk about appearance.
He will grow old and become nothing more than a skin, and he is not worthy of the girl’s care. I’ll say goodbye.” After saying that, he pulled the reins and galloped into the night.
"I want whatever my husband becomes!" The cold wind blew into his face, but he smiled because of a thin oath that suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Is there any leftover food for tonight? I'm almost starving to death." I felt at ease and my appetite finally returned.
The old slave opened his eyes wide and replied: "Oh, look at what you said, how can I let you eat leftovers? I will make fresh ones for you right now!"
After saying that, he walked away quickly. Zhao Changyuan looked helpless behind him: "Oh really... there's no need to go to such trouble..." Do you have to do this so well? Don't you want to starve him to death?
The generals who were making soy sauce on the side couldn't understand. After looking at each other, Yang Jinyi asked him first: "You surnamed Liu don't want to hang out? We invited our marshal to dinner, but you came back hungry? There is too little food.
Or is it too unpalatable?”
"None of them." The pretty boy recalled the experience he had just had in Liu's Mansion, and he felt uncomfortable again.
He Yong also smiled and asked: "What's going on? Are you pregnant too?"
The pretty boy glared at him angrily and said angrily: "Stop talking about it. You are not allowed to mention this matter again, especially in front of my wife." He would not do such a dishonorable thing and publicize what happened tonight everywhere.
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But those ghost-headed spirits became even more curious. He Yong boldly asked: "What does it have to do with Madam?"
Seeing that he was stern and silent, He Yong said with a playful smile: "Is it possible that Old Man Liu is teasing you? Or asking you to be his son-in-law?"
The low-key Xiao Heitan walked forward obediently. "Marshal."
"Bring me the military stick."
He said something leisurely, which almost made He Yong burst into tears: "Hey, eh, eh! Marshal, I was wrong, please spare me..."
The generals' laughter had not subsided yet, and strange noises sounded from far to near in the yard.
"Help...Help...Help...Help!" A figure burst out of the darkness, stumbling and running. From the sound of the voice, it should be a young man.
The generals were all shocked. They were stunned. How could anyone call for help in the middle of the night in the government post house where the sergeants were entrenched?
When the man came closer, everyone couldn't help but become more confused. They saw that his clothes were disheveled, his hair was messy, and his face was full of shock. He grabbed the claws on Zhao Xiaobai's face and refused to let go. "Generals, help me... help me...
Please help me." Among this group of generals, He Yong, Zhao Liang, and Yang Jinyi looked a bit evil. Ge Xiaoqing and Xiao Jun had dark skin, blending in perfectly with the night. Only this little white face looked like a kind person.
Zhao Changyuan opened his hand in embarrassment, glared at him dissatisfied, and warned him not to do anything again. Seeing a few figures sneaking around and hesitating not far away, he gave an order to the soldiers around him with a white face: "
Hold them."
Several generals quickly flew into the darkness, and then the white-faced man carefully looked at the trembling man standing beside him. Judging from his age, he was no more than twenty years old, with a medium build, neither fat nor thin. What surprised Zhao Changyuan was that,
His face actually looks a bit like mine. (To be continued)