Chapter 785 I want to kill you

There are not many people who know about Zhao Fubo's trip to Europe. Most people think he is still in Alexandria or Ashtrite, where he is urging people to build a city. Therefore, Zhao Wuji wants to tell his nephew something at this moment, but he doesn't know how to find him.

"ha……"

The strong wine enters the stomach, and the heat like fire rises. This makes Zhao Wuji feel a little more comfortable. At this moment, the owner of Jifengzhuang's house is bright. For some reason, Zhao Wuji prefers the light of the small gas lamps rather than those night lamps.

There were a few canned fruits, vegetables, and meat on the table, which were the things he used to make wine. In just a few months, Zhao Wuji's originally black hair turned gray. His skin, which once appeared smooth because of his plumpness, had obvious signs of aging.

"well……!"

In a sigh, he poured half of the glass of strong wine into his wine glass and drank it all. Then he held the glass in his hand and looked at it carefully.

This is a very expensive crystal wine glass, which is basically only available to nobles or wealthy businessmen. As for the full set of crystal tableware, it is probably only available to Zhao Fubo in the world. Even Louis IX only used crystal cups, and as for other bowls and plates, porcelain was used.

The transparent cup has a very thick bottom. It has a little waist-retted wall, which is quite comfortable to hold in your hands. Its height is just enough to be held by four fingers. Zhao Wuji looked at the cup that shone like stars under the bright light, but his heart was filled with more sorrow.

The reason why he was worried was his son Zhao Xu. How could he know that through that small metal card, he could find so many shameful and fearful things.

"I am the descendant of the Song Dynasty, we are the royal family of the Song Dynasty, you little beast..."

Zhao Wuji pinched the cup with his hands as if he wanted to pinch it hurt. It seemed that it was his incompetent son, as if he hoped that the pain would awaken him from the confused behavior in front of him. The clear and transparent texture of the crystal cup could easily make people fall into some kind of hallucinated thoughts.

For example, the crystal ball has often been used by witches to tell fortunes. At this moment, in the eyes of Zhao Wuji who had drunk too much, the crystal's clear texture seemed to see his son.

"You...ah...I don't care about your affairs with Shi Shi anymore, but you... why did you kill Lu Ming? Don't you know that he is your mother's brother and your uncle!"

When Zhao Wuji got the bronze medal from Shi Zhidong, he knew it was of great importance. If he had written by other tribes, he might have taken it seriously. But it was a gold medal for the Mongolian people, or even a gold medal for the French palace where he could enter and exit the gold account.

What does this mean? There is no need to look at it carefully. Especially above it is Shi Zhidong's name. Zhao Wuji has heard that Shi Zhidong's family was destroyed on Datongbu Island with the rebellious Pan family there. But now Shi Zhidong's name appears on a *** waist card and shows what it means. I think Zhao Wuji doesn't have to guess.

As the second master of the Zhao family, who is still some forces, he can naturally use some relationships and find out the news that shocked him to death through the means of turning the corner.

"Shi Zhidong is the most *** thousand households!"

“Yulinzhuang is doing business with the Golden Horde!”

"Lu Ming was ordered by Zhao Xu to kill Shi Zhidong!"

"Yulin Village trained a large army, and I don't know where it is at this moment!"

The news came in waves, and a tide of tide came into Zhao Wuji's ears. The more he heard, the more he was more shocked, and the more he heard, the more shameful he felt. He once planned to lead someone to arrest Zhao Xu, thinking that even if he had done something wrong, he would only need to arrest him back to Huangsha City and lock him up in the Zhao family mansion. I wish he could not do anything wrong when Sanniang and Shu Yuer were in charge of the family.

But after careful investigation, Zhao Wuji knew that the power of Yulin Village was not able to solve this problem quietly at this moment. Not to mention those using "Thunderbolt cannons", they only said that the 5,000 iron armored cavalry are no longer able to deal with by Jifeng Village.

Moreover, Zhao Wuji could also conclude that if he really fought with Yulinzhuang, the Huangsha City, which would have been very disturbed, would have been known to everyone, and then Mr. Zhao Er's face would be completely lost.

Zhao Wuji reached out to weigh the bottle and poured himself a glass of strong wine again. Then he tilted his neck and fucked it. A strong smell of alcohol came out of his open mouth.

"ha……"

Even so, the resentment in his heart could not be vented no matter what. He wanted to ask his son, did he forget that he was the royal family of the Song people?

"Oh, even if we are not in the Song Dynasty, we cannot collude with the *** people here. The Zhao family...the people from the Zhao family..."

Zhao Wuji seemed to see his brother again in his eyes. Although he had died at a young age, he was just looking at him with contempt.

"The *** people are the enemy of the Song Dynasty, my son, why are you...ah..."

Pan Heng refused to leave in Zhao Wuji's heart, but he couldn't say these words to another person. I'm afraid that the entire Zhao family, or Zhao Fubo's strength, could only deal with Zhao Xu, otherwise who else could there be?

Zhao Wuji had never thought that with the help of the Arab Empire, especially the power of the Governor of the Cote Province, he certainly knew that Zhao Fubo, the Governor of the Cote Province, was rescued by Zhao Fubo, and he thought that he was willing to help with such a thing.

However, Zhao Xu has 5,000 troops under his command. If he adds the part of the people he hides and does not report, it is hard to say how many people he has. In addition, more importantly, Zhao Xu has "thunder cannon" in his command. It is estimated that no one except the Song Yulin Army under Zhao Fubofu was his opponent.

"ha……"

After drinking another drink, Zhao Wuji continued to think about this in his mind. He had been thinking about it for several days and had planned to continue without expecting the result.

He didn't want to lose his face from the Zhao family, nor did he want to lose his face. Of course, he didn't want Zhao Xu to do the kind of thing that sells his owners and seeks honor, and becomes his Zhao Wuji's son who has been infatuated for thousands of years.

"Oh, it's fine if you are lustful, but you little beast shouldn't collude with the *** people. This... Zhao Xu, you rebellious son, I'm going to kill you!"

When this anger was so angry that Zhao Wuji stood up suddenly, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the wall. The blood that surged from his chest screamed out five words and spurted them out together.

"I'm going to kill you!"
Chapter completed!