Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

Chapter 70 Just to make him feel guilty

Bei Sheng's clean and bright eyes were shining, so dazzling and dazzling. She didn't understand the bitterness in his heart at all. She just smiled and said: "Ren Yuanzhi wants to thank you, little marquis. From the beginning to the end, it's been you." Saved him."

Zhao Shu didn't say anything, and just led Bei Sheng into the inn.

I don't know since when, his heart was led by Bei Sheng.

Perhaps from the moment she said, "When the sun is clear on the Haiyan River, it's time for family reunion," his heart was opened by her;

Or maybe it was because "You can't be too trustworthy" that his body followed her.

She always has the magic power to control him and contain him. One or two light words from her can make him feel so inside that he is willing to go through fire and water for her.

Yes, he saved both Ren Yuanzhi and his wife, but he did it after listening to her words.

Breaking into the prince's palace and pulling Mr. Wen off King Leping's bed;
  He went to the Ministry of Punishments, tried his best, and did not hesitate to use the reputation of the Marquis Mansion, so that the Ministry of Punishments spared Ren Yuanzhi from exile and returned him to his post.

That day in Yu Linglong Pavilion, she said "Zhao Shu, I like you too!" That was to teach him to sacrifice his life and death for her.

The sweetness lasted only a moment, so how could he endure the pain of heartbreaking and liver-breaking and say the words "retire the engagement" to her?
  The two of them went upstairs and walked to a door, and Zhao Shu knocked on the door knocker.

The conversation between Wen and Ren Yuanzhi came from inside: "Miss Xu Er should be here."

Soon, the door opened with a creak, revealing a fair and delicate smiling face. Wen He saluted Zhao Shu and Bei Sheng, followed by Ren Yuanzhi, who looked like he had gone through many changes.

Ren Yuanzhi was only thirty years old, but he had a face of forty or fifty. He was quite tall, and his clothes were neat and tidy. His expression was far less relaxed and joyful than Wen He's, and there were still blood stains on his face from torture. .

After curtly saluting, Wen He took two steps back and said, "Little Marquis, Miss Xu, please come in quickly."

"Sit down quickly!" Wen He quickly moved the chair in front of the table, then picked up the teapot and poured some tea.

"Sit down." Zhao Shu and Bei Sheng looked at each other and smiled, then sat down.

Wen He pulled Ren Yuanzhi to his knees heavily on the ground and kowtowed to Zhao Shu and Bei Sheng, "Thankfully, the slave and my husband were rescued by Mr. Xiaohou and Miss Xu Er, so they could survive. The great kindness of the two of them will never be forgotten. I am willing to be a cow." I’ll repay you two by being a horse!”

Compared with Wen He, Ren Yuanzhi seemed a little taciturn and cold. He said: "It is a capital crime for a villain to lose the court's food and grass. You two saved my life, villain..."

Ren Yuan choked up for a moment and only kowtowed heavily twice, "Little man...I am willing to repay you two with my life!"

Beisheng stretched out his hand to help Wen He up and said with a smile: "I told you that it was because you were too good and couldn't bear to see you humiliated and suffered, so I asked the young marquis to save Ren Yuanzhi with all his efforts. If you want to thank me, thank yourself." "

She looked at Ren Yuanzhi and said, "You too, the one who deserves the most thanks is your wife."

Ren Yuanzhi nodded with tears in his eyes.

Wen He looked up at Bei Sheng with tearful eyes in confusion. She didn't understand what was so good about her that she deserved to be treated like this by Miss Xu Er and the young Marquis who had never met her before.

Beisheng said to Ren Yuanzhi: "You can betray anyone in this life, but don't betray Madam Wen, because she can risk everything for your life."

Wen He finally cried out. It turned out that Miss Xu Er understood him, and she was the only one who knew what he was thinking.

Although Ren Yuanzhi was in prison, he still heard about what Wen He did to save himself.

If the young marquis hadn't rescued Wen He from Prince Leping's mansion, she would have been defiled by Prince Leping.

Ren Yuanzhi glanced at Wen He with tears in his eyes, and kowtowed heavily on the ground: "Young man, remember this."

Beisheng didn't care whether he remembered it or not, and said: "The young Marquis has gone through a lot of trouble to save you. From now on, I don't ask you to do anything to the little Marquis, but I also ask you to be loyal to the young Marquis."

Zhao Shu looked at her in surprise, Beisheng just smiled at him without explaining.

"I will definitely take the young marquis as my guide from now on." She mentioned Wen He's contribution and Zhao Shu's contribution, but did not mention her own contribution.

Ren Yuanzhi was a nail she placed next to Zhao Shu. If she didn't mention her contribution, Ren Yuanzhi and his wife might not forget her contribution.

Mentioning it is more useful than not mentioning it.

In the future, if Ren Yuanzhi can enter the Ministry of Justice and hold real power, Beisheng will use him.

Now he is just a military officer and a mere pawn. He is of little use to Beisheng. This favor is left to Zhao Shu.

Ren Yuanzhi and his wife sat down around the table, and Bei Sheng and Zhao Shu chatted with them for a while before leaving.

After coming out of the inn, Zhao Shucai asked her: "I saved Ren Yuanzhi for your sake. He is of little use to me. Why did you ask him to be loyal to me?"

Beisheng was silent for a long time and then said: "You are the prince of the Marquis Mansion. You will eventually inherit the title of the old Marquis. Have you never thought about cultivating your own people to hold power in the future?"

Zhao Shu's eyes were full of sadness and he was speechless for a long time. It turned out that she had such long-term considerations for herself.

Beisheng continued: "Ren Yuanzhi started at a young age. If you are willing to support him at a convenient time, Ren Yuanzhi will definitely turn into a sharp blade to help you in the future."

"Beisheng..." Zhao Shu frowned and hesitated, "I am a bad person, I don't deserve you to be so nice to me."

Beisheng said: "I believe you are a good person, and you are a good person."

From beginning to end, she never asked him why he hadn't come to see her these past few days and where he had been. What did you do?
  Not asking made Zhao Shu feel more guilty and uncomfortable than asking.

She just wanted to make him feel guilty, the more guilty the better.

"This is for you." Bei Sheng reached to his waist and took off a sachet.

She said shyly: "It contains some medicinal herbs, which are incomparable with precious spices, but the smell is unique and the pattern on the sachet is embroidered by myself."

On the sachet are two wild geese flying high, with two curling clouds embroidered underneath.

There are two lines of poems embroidered on the back of the sachet: "A dream is never far away, a weak heart can easily return."

Zhao Shu only felt palpitations in his heart. The wild geese symbolized unswerving commitment, loyalty and growing old together.

His hand that took out the sachet trembled slightly, and he carefully raised it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

The scent of herbs was exactly the same as the smell on Beisheng's body, and Zhao Shu was heartbroken.

He wanted to confess to Beisheng, but he didn't have the courage.

Pretending to be nothing, he smiled and said, "This is the most precious thing I have ever received."

The nine-handled sword was still hanging on his waist, so he took it off and tied the sachet to the handle.

This time he did not hang it on his belt, but opened his chest and put the sachet and knife into his arms.

The most precious things must be kept carefully. As soon as you lower your head, you can smell the faint medicinal fragrance from the collar and sleeves, and you can feel the taste of Beisheng.

People were coming and going at the entrance of the alley, and Aofeng parked the carriage in a quiet place and waited.

Lang Zhuo raised the curtains and looked at the two people at the door of the inn, with a terrifyingly deep expression on his face.

The longer the people at the door of the inn chatted, the more disgust appeared on Lang Zhuo's face.

(End of this chapter)