"Who is this person? Why are you kneeling here in public?"
"I heard that rough man called him Luo Tong, he could not be the son of the late Duke of Yue Luo Cheng!"
"What, that Luo Tong? Isn't he the same family as the aristocratic family? Why did he kneel here?"
"Na Luotong is a seed of infatuation. She committed herself to the thief for her wife, but she is also hateful and helped the aristocratic family do a lot of bad things."
"The poor man must have something hateful. Why is he kneeling here?"
A small amount of discussion came from the street.
Luo Tong seemed to have never heard anything, and even his face didn't shake.
Only when the people mentioned his father Luo Cheng, did there be a trace of turbulence on his face!
Zhao Chen looked at Luo Tong kneeling on the ground, with a calm expression. He turned around and looked at Cheng Chumo, Qin Huaiyu and the others, and asked, "Didn't you say you're going to drink? That's it?"
"Well, that's it, Chunlailou." Cheng Chumo nodded and pointed to the restaurant next to him.
"Then let's go, let's have a drink!" Zhao Chen smiled and pulled the two of them upstairs.
But he never even looked at Luo Tong who was kneeling on the ground.
However, when he saw Zhao Chen, Cheng and Qin go to the restaurant together, Luo Tong knelt on the spot and never moved for a moment.
...
"The wine in Chang'an City is still not good, it doesn't have the mellow flavor I brewed myself!"
At the restaurant, Zhao Chen took a sip and shook his head.
The technique of Datang winemaking is still not very good.
It's far worse than the wine in my own tavern.
This taste is like drinking water, and there is no big difference.
"Zhao Chen, Luo Tong is still kneeling before he left!" Qin Huaiyu felt a little embarrassed and whispered to Zhao Chen.
Zhao Chen ignored it and still slowly sipped the wine in his glass.
He had just said that the wine was not good, but why did he drink it slowly at this time?
Cheng Chumo didn't know whether he should speak.
He almost died at Luo Tong's hands. Logically speaking, he should not have sympathy for Luo Tong.
But I always feel uncomfortable watching my former friend kneel down in public.
This wine was drunk one cup after another, but I still couldn't say what I said.
Although the sun is not strong at noon in winter, it is always a bit hot when shining on people.
Zhao Chen took off the fox fur that he was wearing. This was sewn by Li Ruoshuang for him by himself, saying that he was afraid that Zhao Chen would be frozen.
"Luo Tong, you say he has feelings and righteousness, but he can kill his former brothers."
"You said he was heartless, but he could kneel down for his wife."
“It’s really fun!”
Zhao Chen leaned on the railing of the restaurant, looked at Luo Tong, who had been kneeling on the street and had not moved at all, and said lightly.
"He was not like this before. In order to be with him, his wife was willing to abandon her identity as the legitimate daughter of the Li family in Zhao County, but she never thought that his wife was seriously ill again."
"If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have worked for the aristocratic family, intercepted and killed the villagers of Wannian County." Qin Huaiyu said slowly.
But it was explaining Luo Tong's difficulties to Zhao Chen.
"Xiao Qin said it right. His wife still supported him when he was most embarrassed, so he took this path."
"Actually, I don't blame him in my heart!" Cheng Chumo also whispered.
But in my heart I hope Zhao Chen can help.
After all, they knew what kind of person Luo Tong was. If he hadn't really reached a dead end, he wouldn't have kneeled there.
"I'm not familiar with him, so I don't care about the things you said."
"It's so boring here today, so let's go here!" Zhao Chen waved his hand and slowly went downstairs.
"Oh, Zhao Chen is unwilling to help after all, but it's not his fault!" Cheng Chumo sighed and followed Zhao Chen.
Qin Huaiyu was silent for a while, looked at Zhao Chen who was walking straight past Luo Tong, and rushed downstairs.
...
Seeing that Zhao Chen had never even looked at him, Luo Tong couldn't help but feel a little sad.
I offended Zhao Chen for the sake of "dragon bone".
Now not only has the dragon bone not obtained, Zhao Chen does not save his wife, but even his best brother in the past doesn't care about him at this moment.
Luo Tong didn't know how much regret he felt.
He looked up at the sun hanging high above his head, and he couldn't help but sway.
Stand up slowly.
Since there was no way, he had to risk going to Cui Yan's mansion and steal the dragon bone.
Even I have never seen what the so-called keel looks like.
But this is the last method!
"Where are you going?" Qin Huaiyu's voice came from behind.
Luo Tong did not look back and did not speak.
"Since there was a difficulty, why didn't you come to tell us that you had to bear it by yourself? Now you're going to be like this?" Qin Huaiyu looked at Luo Tong with a little resentment.
He really couldn't figure out how good the three of them were, they would have made a fuss to the point where they are now.
Luo Tong still didn't say anything, and even wanted to leave directly under his feet.
What's the use of staying here?
Maybe he could find the "dragon bone" earlier to treat his wife!
"Zhao Chen said just now, he doesn't care how long you're kneeling here, or even your life or death."
"It will be of no use when you go to him."
"Zhao Chen has a clear grudge. Since you offended his friend, even if you kneel down and die in front of him, he will not frown!"
"Luotong, go to Wannian County to find the villagers who were almost hurt by you, and ask them for forgiveness."
"In a few days, it will be Zhao Chen's wedding. If you can ask the villagers to forgive you, Zhao Chen will help you." Qin Huaiyu said slowly.
Luo Tong suddenly turned around and looked at Qin Huaiyu with a little excited expression.
"Thank you... Thank you!" Luo Tong's voice was a little hoarse, and he spit out two words with Qin Huaiyu, turned around and disappeared on the street.
"Oh!" Only Qin Huaiyu's sigh was left on the street.
...
The wedding date between Zhao Chen and Li Ruoshuang is getting closer and closer.
In Zhao Chen's new house, it was a festive look.
The big red lantern was already hanging high, and the big red word "Happiness" was also pasted on the door.
Several families have also changed into new clothes at this moment.
For them, Zhao Chen will be their new master in the future.
When Zhao Chen got married, they naturally did not dare to slacket off.
Many gifts were sent to the palace.
Empress Changsun came several times and asked Zhao Chen to try the groom's clothes.
Seeing Zhao Chen standing in front of him with joy, Queen Changsun almost couldn't help it several times.
If Old Li hadn't stopped her in time, he really wouldn't know what was going to happen!
"Uncle Fu, do you think your aunt is a little strange?"
"The look she looked at me was completely different from her attitude towards her nephew, not to mention that I am not her nephew!" Uncle Fu was tidying up his clothes for Zhao Chen. Zhao Chenxian was bored, so he went to Uncle Fu with Uncle Fu.
Speaking of this matter.
Uncle Fu smiled, but his hands did not stop.
"Young Master, you should be even more grateful that the young master lost his mother since he was a child. Mrs. Li treats her like a son, so why aren't she closer?" Uncle Fu smiled.
"Oh, Uncle Fu, you don't know your aunt's true identity. She treats me like this and always causes me some trouble!" Zhao Chen shook his head and said.
Uncle Fu still doesn’t know the identities of Lao Tou and Empress Changsun.
Zhao Chen didn't want to say too much to him, so as not to the old man wouldn't accept it for a while and faint.
Empress Changsun has a very good attitude towards herself.
Chapter completed!