The Chongfei Manual

Chapter 87

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Zhao Wei came to the British public this time, in fact, it was for the marriage of Wei Wei and Zhongyi Bofu.

Half an hour ago, he and the British public were sitting in a chess room, apparently playing, but actually talking about business.

Zhao Wei took out a black box from the chess box and landed in the center of the chessboard. The eyes of the phoenix were slightly fused and calm. He slowly said: "News that Wang was injured not long ago, I think the British public already knows."

The English public Wei Chang nodded, followed by a white boy. "Yes, I heard it when I returned to Beijing as soon as I returned to Beijing. I don't know what wounds are under His Majesty. Is this a big deal?"

Jing Wang was injured, this was no trivial matter. Moreover, Zhao Wei had unintentionally hidden the news. Almost the next day, the people in Shengjing City knew that he was killed on the way back to Beijing. He was injured and seriously injured. The British public wanted to go to Jingwangfu to see his condition. However, the move was put into the ears of the Chongzhen Emperor, which would cause the emperor's suspicion. He thought about it and had to give up.

Today, Zhao Wei visits British society in the name of "coincidentally passing by and learning chess", and the two talents can see one side.

Zhao Yidao did not get in the way, took out a piece of white jade, took it in his hand and played, not in a hurry. For a long time, he said: "Where does the British public know who wants to take the king's life?"

Wei Changchun did not think about this matter. Zhao Wei asked, Shen Shen replied for a moment: "Is it related to the Six Emperors?"

At this festival, the only thing that was possible was the six emperors Zhao Zhao. Zhao Wei's trip to Shaanxi for disaster relief, her duties were wonderful, and they would definitely be praised by the Chongzhen Emperor and would be rewarded. As a result, Zhao Wei was undoubtedly a threat. Zhao Wei was not kind-hearted, and it was not impossible to maneuver a man.

Zhao Wei whispered and smiled. He did not decide if he would fall with her. "It's really related to him. But the sixth is the person behind the scenes, but the original is someone else."

Zhao Yu was too aware of Zhao Wei. Zhao Xin had many eyes, unless she was forced to meet a dead end, it was impossible to do such an impulsive and easy thing to show her legs. This thing, ten or eight | nine is not his work, he just views the wall.

Wei Changchun picked up a cup of tea from the green jade bowl and covered it with a cup of tea. He could not help but ask: "I don't know who Wang said, who is it?"

He smiled and calmed down: "Yangyang Wang Li Zhiliang."

This kind of person, Xiangyang Wang, was impulsive and reckless, his heart was straight, and it was hard to hear a few, it was the development of limbs and simple thoughts. He must have heard the wind and heard that Li Wei's broken hand was related to Zhao Wei and he was angry. This is a chance to avenge his son. Unfortunately, it is not profitable to do something, and there are too many loopholes. Zhao Wei only needed to conduct a secret investigation, and she knew that she was unable to get rid of him.

Did he think that thirty or fifty people could take his life? Too small to see it.

Wei Changchun heard those words, suddenly realizing that his face did not show a color of fear, but frankly asked: "Wang Ye wants to deal with this person?"

Zhao Yi's hand was shackled, and the hand slowly swung the sapphire with the thumb. The eyes of the phoenix were deep and his lips were lured: "I have laid down the big picture, when I only needed English society to help the king ..." He picked up the sunspot and intercepted White's path, "This piece of six brothers is useless."

The British openly suppressed the situation, "But by the prince's order, the lower officials will do their best to help."

After talking about business, Zhao Wei and the British public finished the game of chess. When he dropped his last son, he casually said: "If the king remembers the mistake, the four women in the palace seem to have a marriage contract with Zhongyi Bofu?"

The British public was beheaded, not hiding: "Sun Bibi and aunt and Song Hui were married, and now they were both adults, and not far from being pros."

Zhao Yan did not see any emotion on his face and did not reply anymore.

Wei Changchun thought that he was just asking a question and was preparing to skip this topic. He did not expect his tone to be cold, and he said one word: "What is the relationship between Zhongyi Bofu and Zhao Yu, the British public should be clearer than the king. Looking for a dog to cook. The British public might be thinking about what Miss Four will marry after Song Hui. What will be the future? "

Wei Changchun was stunned and stunned.

He craved, only to see a faint toothprint on his wrist, it was too long, for as clear as when he was just biting, but it still did not disappear. "Auntie is a smart and alert girl. This w.a.n.g was in a close relationship between him and his sister. This is a one-two-talk punishment. The marriage is also expected to be carefully considered by the British public."

Wei Changchun's expression was dignified, and he had to admit that Zhao's words made sense, especially the one-liners — dead rabbit and his dog cooked.

The British public loved Wei Wei, of course she could not stand being caught between two families, living in trouble. But it's so easy to get out of the house, is it so easy? England fair: "Wang Ye says it makes sense, but this marriage has been set for years. If it is suddenly destroyed, others will think that my British government has no words ..."

Zhao Wei's finger tapped on the chess box, and lips slowly overflowed with a smile: "A guilty British society will have the meaning of king. The King simply says that you should consider it carefully, but does not say that you will retire. It's okay to be loyal to the boss. "

Bochu's loyalty is gradually falling, and today is not as good as a day. If there is Ninggui and Zhao Yu behind him, I'm afraid no one cares. Fortunately, this generation of Song Hui was arrogant, and in the test, if the official career was smooth, the threshold of its glory was not difficult. Song Hui loved Wei Wei very much. If he wanted to retreat with his will, it wouldn't be so easy .. then he could only find another way, starting from the Zhongyibo pair.

Zhao has some annoyance in his heart, but he hasn't spoken to England yet. He got up and pushed the fan out of the chess room, "Before the king came out of the palace, the glass gave the king a word for Miss Four. I don't know where he is?"

Wei Changchun followed closely and heard: "Wang Ye waited for a while, I will let people call aunty."

He paused and said, "No, I'll get through it."

*

Only then did you have the previous scene.

Zhao Xiaomei's peak low pressure, extinguishing the cold, the pair of severed Wuhuan stared at Song Hui, without a word, the hand involuntarily adding to the gravity.

The British public came forward and asked Emei: "What happened? Aunt, what did you say to Song Shizi?"

Song Hui greeted Zhao Wei's gaze, and then seeing Wei Wei behind him, those silent and injured eyes flashed, and immediately lowered his head, releasing Wei Wei's hand. He took two steps back and moved his hand towards England. He said sincerely: "The younger generation is rude, and the aunt's sister is suddenly asked, please apologize to the country's grandfather."

Song Hui has always been a teenager in the hearts of people. There were very few teenagers who advanced and retreated like today. The British public were a little dissatisfied, but he did not say anything difficult for him. She simply whispered, "If you have a marriage contract with Auntie, you're not too close. Behavior like today should no longer exist." ”

He did not explain, confessing his attitude: "Yes, Song Hui is obedient."

The British public simply nodded and looked at Zhao Wei: "I don't know what Jing Wang should bring to auntie?"

Zhao Yishen, and Wei Wei stayed a few steps away, Feng Feng slightly gathered, looking solemn, probably because the heart rage had not subsided yet, so his voice was extremely cold: "Front month, the, glasses will go outside Ziyu Villa city In the summer, I specifically invited Miss Four to go with them. "

Wei Yili was in the same place, Liuli went to the mountain to escape the summer, Why did Zhao Wei talk to her? He had the intention to consider it. However, he chose this opportunity to say that there was no room for his rejection. He thought about it: "Boy brother who is tired of Jing Wang said to me for a glass, I will go there."

Zhao Yuchao saw that when she looked at him, she always had a smile in her eyes, but now there was no smile in her eyes. Think also, she was severely injured, she didn't go see him once, she must have been very uncomfortable in her heart?

But it's impossible, who can't see anyone else in their relationship.

Zhao Wei took back her gaze and whispered: "If the four women agree, they will go to the palace personally, and there will be words to tell you."

Wei Wei stagnated, "Go now?"

He said, look at him: "There's a carriage in the palace, and it's parked outside the house. The glass was specially destroyed by the king and personally ushered you into the palace."

Wei Wei: "." w: "..."

Does this really mean colored glass? Not what he meant?

Wei Wei knew that she could not resist him. She licked her lips and nodded, "In that case, brother Jing Wang is waiting for me. I'll go back and change my clothes. It's gonna come out."

She wore a casual dress, because the weather was too hot, and only a thin blouse was worn inside the scorpion, the blouse was light and light, and could be worn at home, if it came out, it was not good. Who knew that Zhao Wei looked at him and opened her lips. He couldn't help but say, "You don't have to change it, just go." She looked down and saw a pomegranate skirt and golden silk jellyfish shoes, full of deep meaning.: "Glass doesn't mind."

His eyes were deep and deep, and Wei Wei involuntarily retreated back. He wanted to hide his shoes and not let him see. "Oh .. It's okay."

In that case, you can only enter the palace.

The English Gong Gong respectfully sent Zhao Yu to the government, Wei Wei was suspicious for a moment, making Jin Hao and Bai Yu follow up. When he passed Song Hui, he stopped, and he did not stop and walked straight.

That is the little girl, when she decides to make a line with you, even a little fantasy will not be left to you.

Song Hui slowly turned around and watched Wei Wei go further and further back. His words were still in his ears, still clinging.

Do you really want to retire?

This was the little girl who grew up under his watch. He wanted to hold her in his palm and put her at the end of his heart. She had thought about how to be kind to him after so many times, and he loved her and was intimate. Before, he had not seen enough of it. After marriage, she could close the door and look at it well. Unfortunately ... he did not give her this opportunity.

*

In front of the British government, Zhu Qiping, the top of the carriage, slowly drove towards the palace.

After a quarter of an hour, the train suddenly stopped on the road.

On the carriage, Wei Wei's heart groaned.

The next moment, Xuanqing's embroidered dark golden cloth curtain was taken from outside. Zhao Yu's navy blue robe was reflected in his eyes. He could not hold back the small fist. "Sister Jing Wang ..."

Zhao Wei got away from him, and said to the golden and white on the carriage, "Down, the king has something to say to your girl."

Jin Hao and Bai Yu faced the dew, hesitating. If they were to get off, there would only be Miss and Jing Wang on the carriage, Jing Wang would not do anything to the woman.

Wei Wei thought for a moment and said to them, "Let's get off, I'll say a few words to my brother Jing Jing. If there's anything, I'll call you."

Jin Hao and Bai Yu were people who looked at each other and walked down from the carriage.

Zhao Wei bowed to the carriage, and the carriage was not cramped. I don't know why he was so crowded when he came in. Perhaps it was because his body was tall and straight, and it was in front of him, giving him an inexplicable feeling of oppression.

"Jing Wang ..."

When the words were not finished, the curtains fell and the outside lights were isolated, and the scene on the carriage became dim.

Zhao Yan leaned over and wrapped it between the body and the wall of the car. He held the wall in one hand and held his little face in one hand. He immediately restrained his lips and blocked his words in his mouth.