Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 68 Slap

   Zhao Zhongyu strode forward, and the guards trotted to keep up, explaining: "Uncle is also very embarrassed. He said that he encountered a Xiongnu soldier on the road, and was chased by the refugee army, and then dispersed in the chaos."

   Zhao Zhongyu stopped and asked, "What about Dalang, Auntie, Erniang and Siniang, are they okay?"

  The guard nodded and said, "Okay."

   Zhao Zhongyu couldn't hold back his anger and said: "They are all well, so why are all the people in the big house lost? Is he treating me as a fool, or is he treating the world as a fool?"

   After saying that, he turned around and went back to the tent angrily.

   Zhao Ji took a lot of time to find Zhao Zhongyu after catching up with the army. After the guards confirmed his identity, they let him live in Zhao Zhongyu's tent.

   At this time, the family was still a little scared, and the experience of these two days was too dangerous.

   Zhao Zhongyu opened the curtain and came in. The people in the tent stood up immediately and called his grandfather tearfully, and even Zhao Ji called out "father" with tears in his eyes.

   Zhao Zhongyu slapped Zhao Zhongyu in the face just as he spoke.

  The tent was silent for a while, and everyone looked at Zhao Zhongyu in horror and didn't speak.

   Zhao Zhongyu's hand was shocked, and he clenched his fist to his side to resist the urge to do it again, but his face was ashen, he said to his grandchildren: "You go out first."

   Zhao Hewan hurried down with his younger brothers and sisters, and the guards also hurriedly retreated, and the servants followed suit, leaving only Zhao Zhongyu and Zhao Ji in the tent.

After the people were gone, Zhao Zhongyu couldn't help his anger, stepped forward and slapped him again, staring at him with anger, "I ask you, where is your uncle's coffin, Mrs Wang, and Erlang and Sanniang. Woolen cloth?"

   Zhao Ji turned pale, covered his face and said, "It's my son who is incompetent and got separated from them on the way."

   "You!" Zhao Zhongyu closed his eyes in anger and asked, "I have left so many people for you, the guards at home, and the trilogy in Zhao Ju's hand..."

   He remembered and asked, "Where's Zhao Ju?"

   Zhao Ji couldn't help but shout, "Zhao Ju didn't find him at all, father, how can I have someone available?"

"The chaos in the city is too fast, he may be stumbled, or..." Zhao Zhongyu's heart aches after he died. At this time, even if there is no Zhao Ju, with the current manpower of the Zhao family, you will not lose all the people in the big room."

The more he talked, the angrier he said, "Say, where did you lose the person, and how did you lose it? Before I left, did I instruct you to discuss with Sanniang if you have something to do with the calamity? Cai Bo, why do you have to care about the two children, when the Wang family is a woman, even when she has a strong tongue, how can she hurt you..."

   Seeing that Zhao Ji was scolded with bloodless face, Mrs Wu couldn't help but interrupted: "Father, you don't know, Sanniang sent her dowry to Fu's house a few days ago..."

   Zhao Zhongyu was stunned for a moment, then he held his forehead, took two steps back with a headache and fell on the chair.

   "It's obvious that she doesn't believe us, otherwise she wouldn't send the dowry away in advance..."

   Seeing that she was still chattering, Zhao Zhongyu was furious, shaking his fingers and pointing at her and scolding: "You shut up, a good wife and a husband are less troubled. I think you are responsible for all these misfortunes."

Zhao Zhongyu blushed and glared angrily at Zhao Ji, "Is that her dowry? That's Erlang's property! She signed the deed in front of you before, those things belonged to their siblings, as long as this last The money can be returned to Erlang, what do you do with her, what are you angry about, do you still want to take those things as your own?"

   Zhao Ji blushed and defended: "My son doesn't."

   "Neither, why are you complaining, why are you throwing them away? You're really, you're really..." Zhao Zhongyu was so angry that his hands and feet went weak, he didn't take a breath, his eyes darkened, and he fainted.

   Zhao Ji was shocked, and quickly stepped forward to support him, "Father, father—"

  The Wu family was also terrified. If something happened to Zhao Zhongyu, they would be **** off. If there was such a reputation for being unfilial, not only their husband and wife, but their children would be lost.

   Wu hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zhao Ji to the bed together, and then ran out for someone to ask the doctor.

   Zhao Zhongyu has now been promoted, and he lives not very far from the middle tent. The King of the East Sea heard that he was ill, so he simply asked an imperial physician to see him.

  The diagnosis of the imperial physician came out soon, "overworked, combined with fright and anger, he fainted. He had to take good care of him, pay attention to rest, and don't get angry any more."

   Zhao Zhongyu woke up after being dizzy for half an hour. It was very difficult to stop getting angry, because as soon as he woke up and saw Zhao Ji, his face began to look bad, and his heart started to rise.

  The imperial doctor looked at his face, got up wisely, and reminded, "Don't get angry, but if you can't hold it back, let it out, otherwise it will be worse for your health if you hold it in your heart."

   Although Zhao Zhongyu was full of fire, he would not tell his son and daughter-in-law in front of outsiders. When the imperial doctor left, he said with anger, "Let someone go back and find it!"

"Be sure to get the people and coffin back," he looked sharply at Zhao Ji and warned, "If Erlang and Sanniang are okay, if they and your uncle's coffin can't be found, your life will be over. , Dalang will be finished, and Zhao's will be finished too!"

   Zhao Ji's face turned pale.

Zhao Zhongyu grabbed his wrist, stared at him and said, "You think your uncle hates me, but why don't you separate your family for decades? Because personal interests are above the small family, and above the small family is everyone. There is a clan above everyone!"

"You've lost the big house, mother and son, and your uncle's coffin, do you think it's reasonable to justify the war?" Zhao Zhongyu said, "No one will believe you, your wife and children will not be alone, and you will return safely. , why is there no one left in the big room? And the living can get lost, what about your uncle's coffin?"

   "That's your uncle's coffin, it's his coffin! Why didn't you throw it away together!" Zhao Zhongyu became more and more angry, wishing he could throw this son out to calm him down.

  When Zhao Changyu intended to let Zhao Ji inherit the title, someone in the clan proposed to let Zhao Ji have two houses, or directly adopt Zhao Ji.

   One is that he is unwilling, and the other is that Zhao Changyu is also unwilling, so this matter is not settled.

  Although it doesn't matter, people in the world acquiesce that Zhao Ji has inherited the title of Zhao Changyu, so they should treat each other like a father, and leave the body of "father" to run for his life alone, which will be spurned by the world.

   "If this matter is passed back to the clan, even if I am the clan leader, I will not be able to keep you, not to mention that the scholars will be ashamed of being in your company, Zhao Ji, didn't you think about the consequences before doing things?"

   Zhao Ji and Wu shi knelt in front of the bed with pale faces and did not speak.

   Zhao Zhongyu closed his eyes and said, "What are you doing on your knees, why don't you send someone out to find it!"

   Zhao Ji came back to his senses and quickly got up and left.

See you tomorrow

   (end of this chapter)