C1249

1249

"Old Z said that the Rothschild Family's treasury should open soon. You'd better prepare in advance." Nightingale said.

"Well, you tell that guy, I really thought he was dead." Xu Taiping said.

"I will convey it to him. This is it for now. " Nightingale said and hung up.

Xu Taiping put the phone away.

Old Z didn't die, which was probably the best news he heard recently. However, Xu Taiping was surprised that Old Z didn't tell him that he didn't die earlier and waited until now.

Xu Taiping looked out the window. He had a lot of questions about Old Z's death, and those questions would probably only be answered when he saw him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Xu Taiping's room door was knocked open. A few servants came in with several sets of clothes in their hands.

"Mr Xu, please try out the dress we need for tomorrow's wedding …"

The current him could only follow the customs of the countryside. Luckily, he had a good figure and was born with a set of clothes, so after trying out a few sets of clothes, the results were all very good. The servants quickly took them and left.

Xu Taiping walked over to the bed, folded up the pillow, and leaned it against the headrest of the bed.

It was not long before the door was pushed open again, and this time it was Emma's mother, Hermione, who came in.

At this moment, a faint smile appeared on Hermione's face, as if she were a normal mother-in-law meeting her son-in-law.

"Are you excited?" said Hermione, standing at the foot of the bed and looking at Xu Taiping.

"What's there to be excited about? Speaking of excitement, it should be you getting more excited, right?" If a son-in-law changes from a prince to someone like me, who doesn't have any status or position, would you feel an abnormal sense of loss? " Xu Taiping teased.

"Lost? I know you have a pretty high status in China, so if Emma marries you, that doesn't mean you're going to marry her. But I'm a bit curious, if you marry Emma, then what about those little girlfriends of yours in China? "Haha!" Hermione laughed.

"Are you happy that you've plotted against me with your own daughter?" Xu Taiping asked coldly.

"I'm very happy that you've destroyed my good fortune, so I can only ruin your good fortune. Emma is my daughter, yes, but she likes you. I think you're the only one who's unhappy, right? " said Hermione.

"You're crazy." Xu Taiping said.

"Has he gone mad? "Hahaha, maybe. Anyways, if you don't let me off, I won't let you off. Xu Taiping, just prepare your harem for a fire. Hahaha!" Hermione laughed and turned away.

"Nutjob." It seemed to him that Hermione had become a complete lunatic, because only a lunatic would do what she was doing now.

There was a saying that goes, 'the tiger doesn't eat the tiger.' In order to deal with him, Hermione had sacrificed her own daughter. This kind of viciousness had long since surpassed the limits of a normal human.

At this moment, it was 4 o'clock in the afternoon in Fragrance Country. In Beijing, it was already 10 o'clock at night.

In the capital, Zhao family.

The entire Zhao Family was filled with a solemn aura.

This aura had existed since the moment Zhao Taixu's body was exploded to death.

Old Master Zhao was furious, he had used all the power of the Zhao Family to find the culprit. He thought that he would be able to catch the culprit very soon, but who would've thought that after so many days, there was no trace of the culprit at all.

Many influential people in the capital were watching the Zhao Family and thought it was only a matter of time before they caught the killer. However, after such a long time, the Zhao Family still hadn't caught the culprit.

Everyone said that the Zhao Family was very powerful, but now that the main branch of the Zhao Family, Zhao Taixu, was killed, the Zhao Family didn't even have the slightest clue about the killer.

As time passed, many people started to doubt the Zhao Family more and more. After all, the reason why the Zhao Family had its current status was due to the accumulated prestige of the Zhao Family. After all, after so many years, the Zhao Family had not done anything important, and many people revered the Zhao Family because of some legends about the Zhao Family that said that the Zhao Family was omnipotent, but in reality, the Zhao Family couldn't do anything about it.

This would be a solid slap to the face of the Zhao family. Under such a situation, Old Man Zhao fell ill.

Old Master Zhao was already old, but this time, he had personally experienced the pain of losing his son. Due to his grief, his body was getting worse every day, and coupled with the fact that he still hadn't caught the culprit, Old Master Zhao's depression was growing. Thus, a few days ago, Old Master Zhao had fallen ill, and his condition had worsened.

Although many famous doctors had come, they had never been able to cure Old Master Zhao. This was because his illness was more of a sore heart.

At this moment, Zhao Taiheng, Zhao Taiji, and the other heads of the Zhao Family were all gathered in the old man's room.

The old tutor was already on his deathbed. There shouldn't have been so many people in the room, but he had let everyone in because he had some last words to say.

The room smelled faintly of herbal medicine.

Old Master Zhao was lying on the bed with a dark blanket over him.

Old Master Zhao was like a different person when compared to the few months of celebration on his birthday. At that time, he gave off the feeling of a veteran, but now, he was like a dried up pond.

Zhao Taiheng and Zhao Taiji stood at the head of the bed, looking at Old Master Zhao with reddened eyes.

There was only the faint sound of Old Man Zhao's breathing in the room, but no other sound could be heard.

"I... To my father, to my grandfather. " Old Master Zhao suddenly said these words out loud. His eyes were instantly wet with tears.

"Dad!" Zhao Taiheng tightly held onto Old Man Zhao's hand.

"Taixu has been killed. I'm the Patriarch of the Zhao Family, and my father is the Taixu Patriarch. For so many days, I haven't been able to find any clues to my assailant. I'm useless!" Old Man Zhao roared with all his might. Even though he did so with all his might, his voice was low because all the life in his body had already been drained away.

"Dad, we will definitely find the culprit. You must hold on!" Zhao Taiji said excitedly.

Old Man Zhao shook his head slightly, then said, "I can't do it anymore."

Everyone's eyes turned red at once, because they all knew that old man Zhao was truly done for.

Old Master Zhao was silent for a long time and didn't speak again, as if he was resting.

After five minutes or so, Old Master Zhao suddenly said, "From today onwards, I will no longer be the head of the Zhao Family. Zhao Family head, hand over my third son, Zhao Taiji, to Taiji, and after I leave, do not make any big ruckus and bury my ashes in the back mountain with my mother. Remember this, no matter how long or what price you have to pay, you must capture Taixu's killer.

"We will definitely avenge them!" The surrounding people bowed and said.

"Good … "Okay, sure, sure." Old Master Zhao nodded his head as he spoke, then his voice became softer and softer until there was no sound at all.

Old Man Zhao slowly loosened his grip on Zhao Taiheng's hand, then slumped to the side.

In the room, the sound of weeping rang out.

Not long after Zhao Taixu's death, Master Zhao left for the West.

The Zhao Family had started its era, and this was also the most desolate era in the Zhao Family. The entire Zhao Family's prestige had been severely damaged by Zhao Taixu's death, and the Zhao Family's death had weakened the relationship between the Zhao Family and the Zhao Family.

The Zhao Family seemed to be on the way down.

At this moment, Xu Taiping, who was far away from Perfume State, did not know what had happened in Beijing.

After receiving a period of education in noble etiquette, he felt that he was in a bad mood.

He had thought of escaping, but escaping was not an option. After all, tomorrow, Xia Jinxuan and the others already had a plan. If he escaped now, not only would it disrupt their plans, but it might also give some clues to that monster, Hermione.

Night came.

In the main hall of the Rochshuyals' party.

As a member of the family, the Rosshuar family held a rather grand welcoming dinner for Xu Taiping today.

Xu Taiping could see that the main purpose of the family's repeated kindness was to disgust him. The better the family treated him, the more disgusting he would be.

At the dinner party, Hermione had called herself her mother-in-law, calling Xu Taiping her son-in-law, which made him feel awkward, and the Rosshuyals were polite and courteous to him on the surface, but he could clearly feel everyone's disgust for Xu Taiping at his roots.

"Son of a son-in-law, Emma will be here soon. You guys, a lover will eventually get married. I'm so happy for you." Hermione said to Xu Taiping, smiling.

"Do you foreign countries also call you son-in-law?" Xu Taiping asked.

"Not usually, but I don't like it, do I? "Son-in-law." said Hermione.

"Alright, as long as you like it!" Xu Taiping nodded.

At that moment, Hrun walked over with a woman dressed like a noblewoman on his arm.

"My dear, is this Emma's future husband?" The lady looked at Xu Taiping with disdain.

"Yes, dear." Heron nodded, then smiled as he looked at Xu Taiping, "Let me introduce myself. I'm Emma's uncle. You can also call me uncle. This is your aunt!"

"Hello everyone." Xu Taiping nodded.

"This doesn't seem like a noble at all." The lady shook her head and said, "I really love our Emma. She actually wants to marry such a person and marry into such a barbaric place like China. Sigh!"

"Savage Land? Bi Chi, why are your words so cheap? " Xu Taiping frowned.

"Bi Chi? You dare call me Bi Chi?! " The lady pointed at Xu Taiping and said angrily, "Do you know that I am a Viscount!"

"Can't the Viscount's wife be Bi Chi? Clean your mouth, scolding me is nothing. Damn it, scolding China, this old man will let you know what it means to be reasonable with others, and that will do! " Mobile users please browse and read, better reading experience.