Chapter 125

125 vicious Zhao Weiyang

Zhao Weiyang finally listened to his eldest brother's suggestion and decided to live in Tianshan for a while, waiting for the general to change his mind.

Less than half a month after she left, the general returned to the capital according to the holy decree. Having nothing to do, Zhao Weiyang concentrated on living in Tianshan. Who knows, in less than three months, the news came that the Marquis was demoted to the frontier fortress!

Simultaneous interpreting the news of Hou's marriage. Compared with the previous news, it is obvious that this news drives Zhao Weiyang crazy.

How is that possible? How could the Marquis get married in a hurry less than three months after he left the frontier fortress? There must be something hidden.

Could it be that the Marquis was forced to marry by Princess Changping?

Zhao Weiyang had also heard of the emperor's favorite pearl before. The unruly and domineering Princess Changping had admired the general for a long time. She repeatedly spoiled in front of the emperor and wanted Huo Qijun to be his son-in-law. However, the general publicly expressed no interest in Princess Changping and refused the emperor's imperial edict.

Zhao Weiyang used to secretly rejoice, thinking that the general refused the noble princess Changping for his own sake. Unexpectedly, the general married the princess!

She was so angry that she forbade her anger and asked the maid to go out to inquire about the news. When the maid came back to report to her, she told her that the general did not marry Princess Changping, but the daughter of the prime minister's house, a young lady named Shen Qingru.

Zhao Weiyang was stunned.

Although she has lived at the border for a long time, she has heard a little about the expensive female circle in the capital. Among the noble women in the capital, Princess Changping is naturally respected, but the most popular one is Shen Muyun, the daughter of prime minister Shen.

It is said that Shen Muyun looks like Chang'e, is elegant and good at six arts, and is most admired by the aristocrats in the capital. Although Zhao Weiyang and Shen Muyun have never met, they have heard of her name, and even vaguely disagree and want to compete.

But she had never heard of a young lady named Shen Qingru in the prime minister's house.

The maid seemed to see her doubts and explained: "I heard that Miss Shen was born by the prime minister's original wife. Because she was born in February, she died of her biological mother. The prime minister thought she was born unknown and sent her to Pingcheng village early."

A girl who grew up in the countryside can capture the general's heart? Zhao Weiyang thought it was incredible.

"This Miss Shen is not an ordinary person. It is said that after she returned to Beijing, she punished the stepwife Qin of the prime minister's house with thunder. Shen Muyun, the second miss of the Qin family, was also insulted and killed herself. However, it is rumored that this second miss was also killed by her sister."

"Oh?" Zhao Weiyang raised his eyebrows. According to this, Miss Shen is not an ordinary person.

"Isn't it? She killed her stepmother and sister with vicious means and ruthlessness, and then showed her face in front of the emperor and the imperial concubine. It is said that she is proficient in medical skills, especially liked by the imperial concubine, and was given the name of the county head. The most unexpected thing is that she actually won the heart of our general. It is said that the general contradicted his Majesty in Jinluan hall in order to marry her, and resolutely disagreed Be a son-in-law. Miss, do you think Miss Shen is a goblin? "

Zhao Weiyang shook his head. Miss Shen is really not a good stubble.

She didn't know whether it was a goblin, but she was sure of one thing. Miss Shen, like her, is probably a wearer.

Thinking of this, Zhao Weiyang was more and more unwilling, because she felt that Shen Qingru must have taken the wrong script that should belong to her.

After listening to the maid's words, Zhao Weiyang wanted to meet Shen Qingru and see if she came from China in the 21st century like herself.

Therefore, Zhao Weiyang hurried back to the frontier fortress from Tianshan all night. Unexpectedly, Zhao Mingde was waiting for her at the gate of Hangu pass, which the frontier fortress must pass through.

"Big brother?" Zhao Weiyang looked at the thin figure standing with negative hands and was surprised.

Zhao Mingde turned around and looked at his only sister. When the Zhao family was copied, Weiyang was still a young girl. She pulled his sleeve and hid behind him, shouting "brother" in horror.

He came from a wonderful family. His parents were loving and carefree, but all this came to naught when he was fifteen. His father was framed by his so-called friends and was thrown into prison on unwarranted charges and tortured to death. Mother hanged her father at the moment she heard of his father's death. He was 13 years old that year, and Weiyang was only five years old.

None of his relatives and friends were willing to take him and Weiyang in. They suffered the cold reception in the world under the title of criminal official children and lived a life of wind, meal and sleep. He was older and a boy, but he could endure it. Weiyang's body and bones became weaker and weaker day by day, and the light in his eyes became dim.

It rained all day that day. Zhao Mingde sat in the corner of the temple with Weiyang in his arms. Weiyang's forehead is getting hotter and hotter, and his breathing is getting faster and faster, but he can't take her to see a doctor.

The last silver money left in his pocket had bought steamed stuffed buns for Weiyang to eat, and there was no more spare copper. Zhao Mingde knelt in front of the doctor with Weiyang for a long time, but the other party just said that there would be no medicine without money.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Zhao Mingde knelt there and gradually lost consciousness. The fierce storm cut his face like a sharp blade, but the doctor's door was still closed.

A doctor's parents' heart, why can a doctor die? He looked down at Weiyang in his arms. His sister closed her eyes and her face became more and more pale. Zhao Mingde gritted his teeth and took out a dagger from his coat pocket. His eyes were red and slowly approached the doctor's door.

Don't save Weiyang? Then go to hell.

Perhaps his anger startled Weiyang in her arms. Her sister suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him with innocent eyes like a deer: "brother."

She murmured and was looked at with such eyes. Zhao Mingde suddenly lost all his courage at that moment.

If he rushed in and killed the doctor's family, what was the difference between him and the executioners who killed his family?

There was a Jiuhua temple on the mountain. He braved the bitter wind and rain and went up to the Jiuhua temple with Weiyang in his arms. If Weiyang really can't stand this pass, he hopes that Weiyang can be reincarnated as soon as possible in the purification of Buddhist sound, and he will jump off the cliff after Weiyang's death to end this short and ridiculous life.

He sat under the eaves of a corner of the temple with Weiyang in his arms, calmly waiting for the coming of death. Weiyang's forehead is getting hotter and hotter, but her breathing is getting weaker and weaker. Zhao Mingde hugged her tighter and patted her back gently.

Death may come soon, but Weiyang, don't be afraid, my brother will accompany you.

An ascetic monk in a monk's robe came slowly from the main hall of the temple. He stood quietly in the corridor, looked at the brothers and sisters for a long time, and calmly read a passage of the death Sutra.

Zhao Mingde looked at him with a sneer. The monk didn't want to save her when Weiyang was alive. Now Weiyang is still breathing, but the monk pretended to come and read a passage of the death Sutra. What Buddhist holy land is as hypocritical as everyone in the market.

"Master, if you want to gain a good reputation, you'd better go somewhere else. My sister is not dead yet." Zhao Mingde's words were squeezed out of his teeth.

The monk looked at the little girl in Zhao Mingde's arms for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly.

"Almsgiver, I just passed a soul. One soul is gone, and the other soul is coming..." the monk said "Amitabha blessing" with his hands folded and slowly went away.

Oh, it seems that there are madmen in the temple. Zhao Mingde looked at the road gradually disappearing until he disappeared in the rain and thought faintly.

What he didn't expect was that Weiyang gradually got better at night. She slowly opened her eyes, which were full of ignorance.

"What is this place?"

This serious illness makes Weiyang completely forget what happened before the age of five, but Zhao Mingde thinks it's a good thing. At least Weiyang doesn't have to suffer from nightmares every night like him.

Just leave him alone about revenge. But before that, he wants to ensure that Weiyang can get happiness. He wants to see Weiyang get married with his own eyes.

Then, there is only one thing left for the rest of his life - cutting the enemy, even at the cost of his own life.

"Elder brother, how do you know I'm coming back today?" Zhao Weiyang came forward with a smile and took Zhao Mingde's arm as a spoiled child.

"Guess." Zhao Mingde dealt with it casually.

"Big brother is really clever." Zhao Weiyang said sweetly.

"Weiyang, I asked the general yesterday to help you choose an outstanding man to be your husband." Zhao Mingde's unexpected sentence made Zhao Weiyang's smile freeze in an instant.

"What did the general say?"

"The general agreed and said that he would choose more excellent men who are both literate and martial. You can choose at will." Zhao Mingde said faintly.

"Brother, you know what I'm thinking. If that person wasn't a general, I wouldn't marry anyone." Zhao Weiyang's tone was very firm. Zhao Mingde looked back at her and slapped her on her white cheek.

Zhao Weiyang covered his face and remained silent. His white cheeks quickly became red and swollen. Zhao Mingde's roar hovered in his ears: "no matter how much you like him, he has become a kiss. Do you want to be his little wife? Do you want to lose the face of all your ancestors?"

She was silent and looked at Zhao Mingde with her clear eyes. Her attitude was firm and firm: "brother, even if you kill me, I won't change my mind. All my life, if I want to marry, I can only marry the general, otherwise I would rather die now. "

Zhao Mingde trembled, pointed to his only sister and smiled bitterly: "are you threatening me with your own life?"

Zhao Weiyang shook his head: "brother, I'm telling the truth. But don't worry, I won't be a little wife to the general. I'll marry him openly."

"How to marry? He's married and has a wife." Zhao Mingde looked at his stubborn sister with a look of hatred for iron and steel.

If time could come again, he would choose an excellent man who loved Weiyang early and let them get married early, instead of today's situation.

Zhao Weiyang's beautiful face suddenly showed a trace of ferocity: "if his wife dies, won't I be able to marry him openly?"