Early the next morning, everyone in the Zhen Guo Gong was very busy. The servants were being welcomed and sent off. They were very busy, but as the Zhen Guo Gong, Zhao Wubing was very depressed.
He went to report his brother's death to the emperor last night, but the emperor's attitude was complicated, and he even refused to comment on his brother's death. But then he thought about it, his brother's death was so embarrassing, and the emperor was right not to say anything.
But the most disappointing thing is that those old friends who were originally good friends with Zhenguo Bus showed no sign at all. They only sent people who were not valued in their own families to show up, and then left again after a while, not participating in Zhao Laoliu's activities at all.
A funeral is a particularly shameful event.
After hearing the news, Feng Yuxue frowned and thought deeply.
Did Zhao Wuyou do this? Why did everyone in the capital say that Zhao Laoliu brought it upon himself? No one would think that Zhao Wuyou did it.
Although Zhao Wubing was ashamed to tell everyone about this matter, he still found some clues. Especially after Mu Lu left without saying goodbye, he suspected that his brother was being killed by someone, but he couldn't figure out why.
And know.
In the backyard, Mrs. Wang also used her own power to explore this matter, but in the end she could not find the whereabouts of Mu Lu. She cruelly fed the last pill to one of her subordinates, but he failed to eat it.
After surviving, something strange happened, but she couldn't figure it out.
"Mom, Lao Liu's coffin has been laid. It is an excellent coffin. Don't come out in the backyard. I will take care of everything." Zhao Wubing walked into the house and said to his still sad mother.
.
How could the worried old Mrs. Wang be so willing to stay in the backyard? A light red appeared on her pale face, she looked at her son and said:
"We can't just let the matter of Lao Liu go. I think there must be something fishy behind this matter. We must find out who donated the medicine, and we must also find out where the bastard Zhao Wuyou is. I don't think he can escape.
relationship."
She was furious when she mentioned Zhao Wuyou, but Zhao Wuyou disappeared recently, otherwise she would have sacrificed Zhao Wuyou's life in memory of her son.
Zhao Wubing on the side nodded, and then said fiercely:
"Zhao Wuyou is a bastard. I don't know where his father brought him back from, but he refused to say anything and even took extra care of him. If Mother, you hadn't used thunderbolt methods, I'm afraid that the position of Duke of this town would have been his."
Already."
The mother and son had an outlet to vent their emotions, and they all turned to Zhao Wuyou. Poor Zhao Wuyou didn't know that he had become the mother and son's vent for no reason.
Within a month, Zhao Wubing deliberately postponed Zhao Laoliu's funeral in order to find the truth, but the matter only lasted until the white-haired old man donated the medicine and the clues were cut off. In desperation, Zhao Wubing
The illness had no choice but to order Zhao Laoliu to be put into a coffin.
The funeral was still going on, but for Zhao Laoliu who died in such a way, the Zhenguo Palace was embarrassed to organize a grand funeral. After all, the bigger the funeral, the more embarrassing it would be.
None of the guests who passed by did not laugh, but Zhao Wubing could not stop it, which made him very depressed. Zhao Wuhen beside him also lost his person, and the hatred he felt towards Zhao Laoliu was no longer there.
Young Master, I feel particularly sorry for him dying in such a way that damages the honor of the family.
"Brother, look, this sixth child was spoiled by his mother. Now he died in such a way. I really have no shame to stay here. Why don't you stay here? I'll have to die again tomorrow."
Go to the wilderness."
Zhao Wuhen found an excuse and wanted to run away, but how could Zhao Wubing follow his will? Zhao Wuhen, who was standing aside, turned his head, looked at Zhao Wuhen who looked embarrassed, and said:
"Wuhen, there is something fishy about Lao Liu's death, but I haven't found out the specific matter yet, but my mother inferred that this matter may have something to do with Zhao Wuyou, a bastard, so she told me to pay special attention to Zhao Wuyou
, look what this kid has been doing recently."
"Is there something fishy about Lao Liu's death?" Zhao Wuhen was stunned. He thought it was really Ma Feng, so he didn't even want to attend the funeral. But now his eldest brother actually said that there was something fishy about Lao Liu's death. He
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at his elder brother with an extra joy in his eyes.
The two brothers said this, but no one had any evidence to prove that this incident was related to Zhao Wuyou, but the people who were good friends with Zhao Laoliu sitting in the lobby were all sad. They were not because of Zhao Laoliu's death.
I'm sad because I lost a rich fool.
"Hey, Mr. Six is dead. If we want to go out for sex or something in the future, no one will take us with him. It's really sad."
"Yeah, I think back then, I tried to persuade the Sixth Young Master not to be so greedy, but he just didn't listen. He was already dead after coming out of Wanhua Tower. Now that I think about it, I really should have worked harder at that time and have a good time.
,such a pity."
Hearing someone mention what happened that day at Wanhua Building, some friends began to make noises, insisting that the witnesses of that day tell the specific details, which did not give the deceased Zhao Laoliu any face.
Haha, what kind of dignity does a dead person need?
Everyone sat around and listened with great interest, but after all, it was a funeral, and no one dared to make such a loud noise in the hall, but that kind of muttering made the Zhao family feel dissatisfied.
In the middle of the funeral, when everyone was carrying Zhao Laoliu's coffin out of the house and preparing to bury him, a woman wearing sackcloth and mourning stopped in front of Zhao Laoliu's coffin and knelt down in tears.
"Sixth Young Master, you passed away, but what will happen to me and the child in my belly? You can't leave us alone."
The woman was crying, but she couldn't squeeze out the tears, but a caring person took her out. It was the young oiran from Wanhualou who had a loving relationship with Zhao Laoliu back then. She was already thirty this year.
As everyone snickered, the grumpy Zhao Wuhen ordered his men to hold the woman aside to ensure that the funeral could be held normally.
But the woman seemed determined to fight the funeral to the end. She rolled around and said:
"You guys fight, if you have the ability, you can kill off the Sixth Young Master's only bloodline, so that he will have no one to pay tribute to him for the rest of his life."
On the street, the onlookers were pointing and pointing, but no one was making fun of the Zhenguo government.
"Mom, I'll stuff her into Lao Liu's coffin right now to see if she still dares to pester her." Zhao Wuhen angrily prepared to dismount, but was stopped by Zhao Wubing who was standing beside him.
"With so many people watching, if we act too high-profile, we're afraid that we will become a handle for the people in the court. It's better to be low-key and calm her down first, and then wait until the matter of Lao Liu is the best, and then talk to her
Settle accounts."
With that said, Zhao Wubing, as the current head of the Zhao family, walked forward, looked at the woman kneeling on the ground, and said expressionlessly:
"Now I will arrange for you first, and we will talk about it after you give birth to the child. During this period, you will be indispensable for food, clothing, housing and transportation."
As he said that, several discerning people nearby stepped forward and lifted the woman aside to ensure that the funeral could proceed smoothly.
Today's Zhenguo Palace is in great disgrace.
Not only was the cause of Zhao Laoliu's death ridiculous, but even things like being blocked by an oiran happened. Suddenly, the former prosperous Zhenguo Palace suddenly became the object of ridicule by the powerful people in the capital, and also became the target of ridicule in the capital.
ordinary people, adding interesting topics to their daily conversations.
Zhao Wuyou hid in the crowd, glanced expressionlessly, and then left the noisy crowd. After all, his mortal enemy was dead. The next thing he wanted to do was to deal with the remaining opponents in a reasonable way.
Get rid of it.
Feng Yuxue, who was hiding in the corner, was also watching. She was not interested in Zhao Laoliu's funeral, but she wanted to know where Zhao Wuyou was and what method he used to kill Zhao Laoliu.
And left him with such a disgraceful cause of death.
Feng Yuxue couldn't find Zhao Wuyou, but on the way Zhao Wuyou was leaving, he saw Feng Yuxue, who had only two guards around her and was dressed like an ordinary woman.
He smiled and thought to himself, this woman is quite persistent. Why won't she let go if she catches him?
In the afternoon, after the funeral, Zhao Wubing, Zhao Wuhen and others returned home, only to see five or six women, all of whom lied that they were pregnant and were the children of Zhao Laoliudao.
Suddenly, a man who had been dead for more than a month could be so brave as to make six women pregnant at the same time. This is incredible.
The faces of Zhao Wubing and Zhao Wuhen also turned into the color of pig liver at this moment. This chapter has been completed!