Chapter 97

In early summer, he turned back and raised his hand to make a silent gesture to prevent them from disturbing Guo Weidong.

"Who is your mother?" The beginning of summer continued to ask softly.

Guo Weidong looked as if he could not bear to recall. After a while, he frowned and said, "brothel woman."

"What's your father's name?"

"Shi Fuqiu."

Sure enough, it was general Shi. Then they breathed out the long breath in their mouth.

"Why did you join Zhao Jiajun instead of your father Shi Jiajun?"

"Shi Fuqiu arranged it."

"Are you arranged to cooperate with the enemy and betray the country?"

"No, he just arranged for me to lurk in the Zhao family army."

At the beginning of summer, he frowned and continued to ask, "then why do you have the handwriting of Princess Li and still communicate with people in Hu Jun with nighthawks?"

"Because she promised me. Even if Shi Fuqiu didn't want to recognize me, she recognized me as her nephew. As long as I did this for her, she would give me a bright future that was not inferior to Shi Fuqiu."

"Do you believe that?"

"She has helped me become a young general."

"How did she help you?"

"Years ago, she sent someone to send a letter from a general of Hu Jun. at the end of the year, Hu Jun feinted several times, and I made some military achievements. At the beginning of the year, I was sealed."

At the beginning of summer, the breathing sound behind him was heavy. It turned out that Guo Weidong's victory came like this.

"But are there letters to keep?" This is the key, coaxed in a soft voice in early summer.

"No, it's all burned."

It's a pity to TUT in early summer.

Then he asked, "what will she tell you to do in five years?"

"Let me make some hands and feet inside Zhao Jiajun. Hu Jun sent some powder and said it was non-toxic. It can't be found through inspection. Mixing it with flour for medium and long term consumption will only make people weak."

The powder had been known in early summer, so he asked directly, "what did you do?"

"When Deng Qizhong was patrolling the mountain, he ordered someone to give him poisonous fruit and push him down the mountain while he was unconscious. It was safe. Who knew that he woke up when he fell down the mountain and grabbed a branch and didn't fall dead. It was mixed with two toxins. Even if he didn't fall off the cliff and die, he would be poisoned and die. The doctors in the army were helpless. Who knew that a new doctor Yi came."

Guo Weidong said that even if the consciousness is vague, there is a haze on the instinctive complexion.

At the beginning of summer, it suddenly occurred to me why Guo Weidong insisted on letting him kneel down and attend the ceremony on the day of the competition.

"You poisoned Deng Qizhong for the array in the mountain?" Guo Weidong can't poison Deng Qizhong inexplicably. No wonder Houshan will be full of Hu Jun in an instant.

"Yes, after he was unconscious, I arranged someone to take his place, rearranged the array and gave it to Hu Jun."

Hearing this, Zhao Xingwu couldn't help but want to go up and beat him. He was pressed in place by Zhao Shuangquan and Zhao Xingwen.

"Have you done anything else?" Early summer asked with anger.

"Deliberately excite yanjianghong to compete with me. He could have died seamlessly in the martial arts arena. It was the Yi Dao again!" Guo Weidong's out of focus eyes also contained a layer of resentment.

Xiao mubai's eyes went from Guo Weidong's body to the side face in early summer.

It turned out that Zhao Shuangquan beat Guo Weidong in early summer before he found out what he said. It must be for this reason that he was called Yan Jianghong.

Xiao mubai thought again of the neat and eager scene when he rode into the city gate with 200000 Zhao troops cheering doctor Yi in high spirits.

Young, many friends.

"Why yanjianghong?" He continued in early summer.

"He is a riding and shooting instructor and is also responsible for managing bows and arrows."

I see. The generals of the Zhao family suddenly realized that no wonder when guarding the city, the bows and arrows moved from the warehouse broke as soon as they were pulled, and all the feather arrows split.

"Although Yan Jianghong was not dead under the hoof of a horse, you sent someone to tamper with the bow and arrow while he was in bed."

"Yes."

Now, even Zhao Shuangquan couldn't help but be stared back by old general Zhao.

Old general Zhao was also angry. Fortunately, he gave him a discount in early summer, otherwise he didn't know how much to do secretly.

"Does Shi Fuqiu really know nothing?"

"Princess Li once mentioned it to him, but he refused to contact me privately."

"Can you do anything in order to prosper and sell your country for prosperity?"

Guo Weidong was stunned. After a long time, he whispered slowly and sadly, "I don't want to be successful, I just don't want to be called the son of a prostitute."

At the beginning of summer, looking at Guo Weidong's mourning face, the resentment in his heart was eliminated.

Since he was a child, he should have led a very miserable life.

However, this does not mean that his pain requires 200000 Zhao Jiajun to be buried with him!

At the beginning of summer, he got up and walked to the old general Zhao and said, "let's go back to your account first and then discuss it."

Old general Zhao nodded and walked out of the account. Zhao Shuangquan summoned soldiers and ordered strict guard. He also followed up.

Lying in bed, Guo Weidong didn't know that he had unknowingly told a secret that had been pressing on his mind for 20 years.

As the son of Shi Fuqiu, he should have been crowned with glory.

However, just because her mother was a humble brothel woman, she was killed by her father.

He was Shi Fuqiu's own son, but his father changed his surname and threw him directly into other military households.

He was so angry that his mother thought he could enjoy all the wealth and honor when he was born.

Oh.

But I don't know.

His birth was the disaster of their mother and son.

No one can escape death.

Sooner or later.

Guo Weidong's consciousness is still unclear, as if he had a long nightmare.

The dream of him, but as a child, babbling.

His mother held him in her arms every day, daydreaming happily, and said to him, "you are the son of Shi Fuqiu. When you grow up, she will take you to see general Shi."

When he can stagger, he wants to play with the children around him.

But every time I went out of the yard, I was thrown all over with mud.

Those little friends with lovely faces shouted at what he disliked. This is the son of the prostitute.

When he was seven or eight years old, his mother really took him to Shifu.

The servants arranged for them to wait in a room.

After a while, an old woman came and took her mother to another room.

He was alone and afraid, so he secretly followed behind, but he saw his mother strangled by his so-called father in the crack of the window.

His mother's Yu Guang also left him outside the window. His fingers kept struggling in his direction. He was so scared that he ran back and stayed in the house. He didn't dare to cry or cry.

After a while, the man named Shi Fuqiu came in and looked at his indifferent orders. He was not allowed to take his surname Shi and later changed his surname to Guo.

The so-called father didn't even ask his name, so he was sent to someone else's house for foster care.

So he swore in his heart.

We must stand out, even if we don't be his son.

We should also have a new identity and stand in front of him.

Let everyone dare not laugh at him.

Son of a whore.

Guo Weidong finally closed his eyes.

I don't know if he's awake now.

He looked calm.

Corner of the eye, but it is.

Shed a tear.