Qingyang was unmoved, "You keep saying that it was your mother who killed Magistrate Zhao, but do you know that your mother went to the city gate to resettle the victims in person for your father, and even wanted to rush out of the city gate to confront the thieves. She
The victims have been settled in every detail. Who among the victims in the Liu family horse farm does not know Mrs. Zhao's painstaking efforts and is not grateful? Your uncle said she was a good-looking woman, but you pretended not to have seen it at all, and even slandered your biological mother, Zhao.
Young Master, are you really worthy of the cultivation she has given you since childhood?"
Zhao Zeqing yelled angrily, "Shut up, who do you think you are? I have never seen you at home. Are you also her face? You are a soft-boiled person. What qualifications do you have to talk to me like this?"
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Mrs. Zhao's face was full of disappointment. This was the son she had loved for more than ten years and was thinking about her good son in her heart.
Zhao Zeqing had been in poor health since he was a child. County Magistrate Zhao and Mrs. Zhao spent a lot of effort to maintain his health. He also worked hard. At the age of five, he began to read the Four Books and Five Classics, and learned to write seven-character ancient poems.
Xie Linhai said that Zhao Zeqing was so smart and should have better education. The imperial concubine's natal library was the best in the capital. If Zhao Zeqing was sent there, he could have a better future.
As a parent, who doesn’t want to see their son have a promising future? At that time, Zhao Zeqing was sensible and calm, and they also asked him what he thought. This road to heaven was not so much the one they chose for Zhao Zeqing as it was the path Zhao Zeqing chose himself.
Back then, if Zhao Zeqing said he didn't know anything, Mrs. Zhao would not agree to send him away.
Now, he has been in the capital for seven years, and he always comes back to Ruizhou every year and festival. He is still the Zhao Zeqing they know.
When did Zhao Zeqing start to change? Mrs. Zhao thought, it probably started when there was a flood in Ruizhou and the prince became seriously ill.
When there was a flood in Ruizhou, Zhao Zeqing didn't write a letter. She just thought that there was a flood all around and letters couldn't come in. Later, she went to the letter to report that it was safe. From then on, there was no news from the capital.
After the news was released that the prince was seriously ill and passed away, Zhao Zeqing never returned to Ruizhou again.
It turns out that everything has been traced for a long time, but because he is his son, he refuses to believe it is true from the deepest part of his heart.
"Zhao Zeqing, you really disappoint me." Mrs. Zhao closed her eyes tightly, "Is this what I taught you since you were a child?"
"With a mother like you, I am the one who should be disappointed." Zhao Zeqing mocked.
Qingyang and Hualu suddenly became dark-faced. They didn't dare to do anything to Zhao Zeqing, but Zhao Zeqing would never want to enter this door.
"Okay, then let's wait and see if what you insist on is correct." Mrs. Zhao's heart was already dead. "Hua Lu, go tell the housekeeper that from today onwards, Zhao Zeqing is no longer a member of my Zhao family.
Cross out his name from the family tree and we will have nothing to do with each other."
Zhao Zeqing was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Mrs. Zhao would dare to kick him out of the house.
"you!"
Mrs. Zhao opened her eyes, her eyes had returned to calm, and she looked at Qingyang expressionlessly.
"If you want to kill or behead him, I won't have any objections. Your Highness, the Crown Prince, please grant Zhao Zeqing death. The woman of the country is here to thank you."
Qingyang seemed to realize something, and before she could stop her, Mrs. Zhao had already taken the hairpin in Zhao Zeqing's hand and stabbed it hard into her neck. The dazzling red color suddenly covered her clothes.
Xiao Zhuo and Yun Su walked out of it and happened to see this scene, "Aunt Huan!"
Zhao Zeqing's eyes widened and he couldn't believe this scene, "You, how dare you~"
Mrs. Zhao fell to the ground, covering her neck, holding on for her last breath, struggling and saying, "Your Highness, you, you must, kill Zhao Zeqing, you must, promise me."
Xiao Zhuo's whole body was filled with a terrifying cold air, and his scarlet eyes stared at Zhao Zeqing, "Are you Zhao Zeqing?"
Zhao Zeqing was so frightened by Mrs. Zhao's move that he didn't dare to move. The moment he saw Xiao Zhuo, he staggered and couldn't stand still. He looked at Xiao Zhuo in disbelief.
"You, are you His Highness the Crown Prince?"
What's going on? Prince Xiao Zhuo, didn't he say he was dead?
So who is this person in front of him?
Xiao Zhuo became seriously ill at the Zhao family and died on the way back. He was the magistrate of Zhao County!
After getting this answer, Zhao Zeqing's eyes widened. What on earth did he do?
He climbed up with all his strength, just to gain power and have the right to make people fear him, so he climbed up the stairs given by Xie Linhai, but he didn't expect that the road closest to him was actually right next to him.
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"Qingyang, take it!"
Xiao Zhuo withdrew his gaze, then looked at other nursing homes, "Go back to the doctor and show Mrs. Zhao."
The housekeeper went out to find the doctor himself, and Zhao Zeqing, who had no support whatsoever, caught him easily.
Zhao Zeqing was caught, and Yun Su and Xiao Zhuo walked to Mrs. Zhao and asked with concern, "Aunt Huan, are you okay?"
Mrs. Zhao was still breathing, her nose was sore when she saw Xiao Zhuo coming over, "Your Highness, I want you to promise me to kill him, and my husband, he is a person who does big things, and he has
The city government has a strategy. If something bad is done in the future, you can only punish him. That is to say, for the sake of the common woman who kills her relatives out of justice, if he has committed a crime,
Big mistake, please forgive him. How about his life?"
Xiao Zhuo glanced at Zhao Zeqing and nodded, "I promise you."
"Okay, okay." Mrs. Zhao took a deep breath and relaxed completely, and slowly closed her eyes.
Yun Su held her cold hand and silently shed tears, "Aunt Huan~"
When Yun Miaomiao arrived, Mrs. Zhao had already been taken into the mourning hall. Magistrate Zhao looked at the extra tablet next to his own tablet and knelt on the ground with a plop.
"Huan'er, you, how could you~"
Magistrate Zhao never expected that such a change would happen. Zhao Zeqing wanted to prove that his death was related to Mrs. Zhao, just to show favor to the noble concubine, but what he didn't know was the fact that he was still alive.
Seeing Magistrate Zhao standing in front of him safe and sound, Zhao Zeqing's face looked as if the blood had been drained, without any color.
"Dad~"
County Magistrate Zhao didn't even glance at Zhao Zeqing who was kneeling on the ground. He staggered to Mrs. Zhao's coffin. Before the coffin, Mrs. Zhao had been wiped clean by the flower dew, applied exquisite makeup and put on the clothes.
I picked up Mrs. Zhao’s favorite clothes.
"Huan'er, tell me, you are usually willful, but why are you so willful this time? You clearly promised to wait for me when I come back, so why did you take the first step?"
Poor Magistrate Zhao, a dignified man of seven feet knelt on Mrs. Zhao's coffin and cried inconspicuously.
Yun Miaomiao's eyes were wet. The last time she saw such a scene was when Yun's father and Yun Mu passed away. Yun's father knelt in front of Yun Mu and cried like a child.
She sniffed and looked at Yun Su, who was kneeling at the side, and Xiao Zhuo, who was standing, and asked, "Are you okay?"
Xiao Zhuo and Yun Su shook their heads, "We are fine. If I had gone out earlier, Aunt Huan might not~"
"It has nothing to do with you. I heard from Qingyang that it was Zhao Zeqing's fault."
Yun Miaomiao knew that this was the first time that Xiao Zhuo and Yun Su had faced someone close to them die in front of them, and it was inevitable that they would not be able to accept it.
Zhao Zeqing looked at Yun Miaomiao, curious about Yun Miaomiao's identity. He was able to talk to the prince calmly. It seemed that he was not a simple person.
Yun Miaomiao comforted Xiao Zhuo and Yun Su, then walked straight to Zhao Zeqing and looked at him condescendingly.
"Are you Zhao Zeqing?"
The ridicule and disdain in his tone were obvious, but Zhao Zeqing was now a prisoner and concluded that Yun Miaomiao's identity was not simple, so he was not angry.
He just looked at Yun Miaomiao, "Who are you?"
Seeing that there was no regret on his face, Yun Miaomiao was very angry. She clenched her teeth and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter who I am. Mr. Zhao, you know why County Magistrate Zhao is still alive.
Why wouldn't your mother even tell you who lives in the backyard?"
Zhao Zeqing's originally calm mood suddenly became chaotic, "What do you want to say?"
Seeing that he was so unrepentant, Yun Miaomiao said in a contemptuous tone, "I don't want to say anything, I just want to tell you the truth that you least want to know."