Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 507 – Fugui is just a dog

When Luo Jialan took office, he naturally took away his confidants. At this time, only the newly transferred criminal officials and Chen Ying and others were left in Ximen. Ying Sulai was able to rule well, so under her leadership, the Ximen guards were united like never before.

And Zhao Xi, who was beside Zhao Qingmei, stood behind Zhao Qingmei with a horizontal knife, with a murderous look on his face, as if no one should enter, with Zhao Xi around, those people in the world who came to look for Zhao Qingmei would also I dare not act rashly.It's not that they don't dare to touch Zhao Qingmei, it's just that they disdain.

Wouldn't it be more satisfying to live this remaining life based on her current miserable situation than to take her life?
"Zhao Qingmei, Qin Tianjian learned from divination today that your humble name is very unlucky, and I'm afraid it will damage the fortune of the country, so His Majesty specially bestows you with the honor of wealth."

"From now on, you will be called Fugui!"

Zhao Wugou was dressed in military uniform, and was holding a hunting dog in his hand. At this time, he was playing with a bone with shredded meat in his hand.

"Come, Fugui, this bone rewards you!"

She sneered at the barking hound, but the bone in her hand was unbiased, and she threw it straight into Zhao Qingmei's golden rice bowl.

The hound bared its teeth and roared at Zhao Qingmei, wanting to snatch back his bones.

"Hey, Fugui, you are really just a dog, and you rush forward when you see a bone. Don't you know that is a golden rice bowl bestowed by His Majesty? Come, master, I will reward you again. Don't compete with your relatives for food." !"

"Oh, by the way, Fugui, this is the bone that this general rewarded you, you eat it quickly, don't disappoint this general's good intentions."

Zhao Qingmei picked up the meaty bone in the golden rice bowl, and immediately threw that piece of meaty bone in Zhao Wugou's direction.

"Fugui, next, your master rewards you with bones, hurry up and eat them all!"

"Zhao Qingmei, you are presumptuous!"

"I don't know where the grassroots are presumptuous? The general said just now that Fugui eats his bones, not Zhao Fugui. The extra surname is the difference between a human and a dog. Fugui is just a dog."

"Zhao Fugui!"

An exasperated Zhao Wugou swung his whip to whip Zhao Qingmei, but Zhao Xi, who was silently guarding Zhao Qingmei's side, cut him into two pieces with a sword.

"Zhao Wugou, you and I are from the same family, why bother to be aggressive, don't forget that your surname is also Zhao!"

Looking at this cousin of the same clan who suppressed him everywhere, Zhao Wugou once again recalled the children from other families who always appeared in the mouths of his parents when he was young.

Zhao Qingmei won the imperial examination at the age of seven, became the youngest champion in the history of the empire at the age of ten, and worshiped the prime minister at the age of 12. And she, including all the children of the Zhao family, looked mediocre under Zhao Qingmei's dazzling light.

"Humph!"

Too lazy to argue with the sharp-toothed Zhao Qingmei, Zhao Wugou walked away like a hunting dog. Recently, she and Zhao Qingmei had confronted each other, and the elders in the family had already complained. Zhao Qingmei might be really pushed by her, otherwise I will definitely not announce my relationship with my family.

Originally thought that Zhao Qingmei had been convicted of treason, but she would come forward at that time, and relying on her deep relationship with His Majesty, she begged His Majesty to forgive the Zhao family, and only punished Zhao Qingmei, but she did not expect that it would be Zhao Qingmei who sacrificed herself in the end Her husband solved the catastrophe of the Zhao family, but she still has to live under Zhao Qingmei's wings, even though she is now a beggar.
People who often go in and out of Ximen found that when it was time for meals, the guards of Ximen always slipped their hands from time to time, either dropping the chicken legs in their hands or accidentally dropping the steamed buns in their hands, so these delicious meals were stained. The mud fell into the mouths of beggars kneeling in front of the west city gate to beg for food.

But Zhao Qingmei, who was precarious in the past, gradually began to look rosy under the concerted efforts of everyone.Occasionally, she could even hear her hiccupping because she was too full to eat.
On the seventh day of June, night.

Zhong Liyin was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, and was sitting in the room in a depressed mood. In less than three hours, he was about to leave for Hongguo.

"Ninth Prince, I will practice it."

Sikong Que carried two jugs of imperial wine, and threw one of them straight at Zhong Liyin. The relationship between the two seemed to ease. At least Zhong Liyin didn't fight each other, but he snorted coldly and took Sikong unwillingly. Que's wine jar.

The two people who were once incompatible, did not say a word tonight, they just drank in silence until the sky turned pale. Although the two were full of alcohol, their eyes were still clear.

"It's work."

Sikong Que bowed deeply, then turned around and left, leaving Zhong Liyin with a complicated expression on his back as he left Xiao Suo.

"I will never be as good as you."

He gently placed the empty wine jar on the table, and the servant who came to him was the servant who was waiting for him to clean up and get on the sedan chair.
Before dawn, Chen Ying arrived at the Ximen garrison at the first time. Today, the guard of honor for the wedding of the nine princes will leave Fanjing City from Ximen. The prince is married, and the rewards along the way will certainly not be less. I'm afraid I'm going to make a lot of money today.

Thinking of this, her steps were much lighter. At this time, the rising sun was hidden among the mountains, and the faint morning light pierced the darkness, and her vision became clearer.

After Chen Ying opened the city gate, she suddenly saw a human-shaped figure in the moat. She broke out in a cold sweat and suddenly realized something. cry.

"Zhao Qingmei!"

At this time, the guards who arrived at the west gate in twos and threes were shocked when they saw General Zhonglang howling like a mourning concubine, and hurried to the bank of the moat, but saw Zhao Qingmei floating on his back in the water, his face as pale as paper.

Everyone hurriedly carried Zhao Qingmei to the riverside, and after checking her breath, they found that she was not breathing.

Not far away from her was Zhao Xi who was lying in a pool of blood, Zhao Qingmei was ordered to beg for food at Ximen, so she was not allowed to leave without an order.

I thought Zhao Xihu, who was superb in martial arts, could save Zhao Qingmei's life for the time being, but he still couldn't save her life
"I heard from the people nearby that around three quarters of Yin time, when they heard the sound of fighting outside the city gate, it must be Zhao Qingmei's enemies in the rivers and lakes who came to seek revenge. Zhao Xi was defeated, so both master and servant died."

"My lord, what should I do now?"

Zhao Wugou was dispatched by His Majesty to the west gate today to be responsible for maintaining order. Looking at the corpses of Zhao Qingmei and Zhao Xi, she leaned over to check the breathing of the two again. After confirming that Zhao Qingmei's master and servant had been dead for a long time, this Only then calmly got up.

"Today is His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince's day of great joy. Immediately take these two unlucky corpses to a mass grave outside the city and dispose of them. Be sure to bring Zhao Qingmei's ashes back. This general will bring her ashes back to report to His Majesty.

Although Zhao Qingmei died a few days earlier than she expected, she finally successfully completed the task that His Majesty secretly assigned.

(End of this chapter)