Volume 2 The Tragic Song Chapter 120 Father's Love
The person who appeared in front of Xiao Jin was about forty years old, and he looked at it with a majestic aura, and if he looked closely, he would find that there was a vertical and horizontal momentum between this person's eyebrows, which made him qualitatively different from the tens of thousands of people around him.
After seeing this person, Xiao Jin sighed and stopped shouting, he closed his eyes and pressed his face to the ground full of loess, panting heavily.
If that person is not Zhao Zhihai, who will it be?
A death-like despair invaded Xiao Jin's heart.
He opened his eyes and froze at the boiling yellow water in front of him.
Is that so providential?
Is it really providential?
Xiao Jin's despair had already made him unable to think about his upcoming fate.
He could only hold on to the loess on the ground and hit the hard earth with his forehead.
He hated, hated that his strength was like an ant in front of Zhao Zhihai, and hated that his humble background made him do nothing here like a lamb to the slaughter.
Gradually, he saw Zhao Zhihai pulling Qing'er away, and he didn't realize that someone dragged him up, like pulling a dog, and left the crowd at the Huangtian Ferry.
"Father."
Zhao Qing'er lowered her head and pulled the corner of the Qi State battle suit she was wearing, and kept rubbing it with her hands.
The man in front of her looked at him tenderly, and said softly:
"Come back with me, Qing'er. I won't kill that kid named Xiao Jin, don't worry. ”
Zhao Qing'er raised her head and looked at the man who was at the top of Great Qin's power.
He has always been gentle and caring for himself, even though he did such a thing that made him lose face, he still didn't blame himself.
And he was afraid that he would be worried about Xiao Jin, so he took the initiative to promise not to execute Xiao Jin.
If you have done this, you can't refuse him no matter what.
"No, father, I'm not going back."
Without a trace of hesitation, Zhao Qing'er raised her head and looked at Zhao Zhihai in a firm tone and said.
Zhao Zhihai had a hint of surprise in his eyes when he heard this, he subconsciously looked at Xiao Jin, who had been pulled aside in the distance and was lying on the ground like a dumpling, and frowned slightly and thought about it.
After a while, he turned back to his own soldiers and said, "Take the young lady home." ”
With that, Zhao Zhihai turned around and prepared to leave.
"Father."
At this moment, Zhao Zhihai only heard the sound of a Canglang Lang sword and Zhao Qing'er's shout behind him.
He turned back again, and the pupils in his eyes snapped together at the sight of what was in front of him.
I saw that the Qi State short sword held in Zhao Qing'er's hand had been placed on her white neck at this time, and a stream of blood was slowly flowing down the sword body to the hilt of the sword, and to Qing'er's hand holding the hilt.
It's just that Zhao Zhihai found out after being shocked that Qing'er was just a skin injury, how could this daughter, who has been proficient in civil and military affairs since she was a child, and who is deeply loved by herself, not know how to be proportionate.
"Why are you so troubled, that Xiao Jin and you are just friends, do you want to abandon your father for him?"
With Zhao Zhihai's cold reprimand, Qing'er shook violently.
"Father, since you took me to your house, you taught me to be a man, raised me to grow up, and the daughter of great kindness will not dare to forget it in this life.
But Zhao Mansion seems to me to be an impermeable cage, and Qing'er never wants to be a bird in a cage.
Although Xiao Jin and I have not known each other for a long time, my daughter and him have been privately agreed for life, and my father once taught me that as a nobleman, I should be a nobleman, so as not to insult the title of nobleman, how can I retreat from the difficulties and be the treacherous person.
Father knows how to read people, can't you see that Xiao Jin is also a person with outstanding character? ”
When Zhao Qing'er finished speaking tremblingly, Zhao Zhihai suddenly realized that the daughter he was always protecting had grown up.
She had an idea of her own, and was able to pay the price for it.
Zhao Zhihai lowered his head and thought for a long time, then he stood with his hands in his hands and sighed at the sky.
"When you grow up, your father always wants to protect you and make you safe in this life, but why don't you sympathize with your father's good intentions?
Do you know what will happen if you follow Xiao Jin? ”
"Qing'er knows that from now on, there will be no more glory and wealth, no nobleness, but Qing'er is happy, because Qing'er will get the freedom she wants, the happiness she wants......" Zhao Qinger said this, she looked back at the figure of the person in the distance and lowered her head again.
Zhao Zhihai naturally understood what his daughter meant, and there was also a trace of hatred and jealousy in his eyes.
His incomparably beloved daughter wants to leave him at the cost of her life at this moment, but the reason is that the man called Xiao Jinhai, how Zhao Zhihai does not hate and how not to be jealous.
"Qing'er, Xiao Hibiscus is not a thing in the pool, but you have to understand that if this kind of common man wants to ascend to the sky in one step, he has to give up some things that ordinary people can't give up."
"Father, you are also optimistic about Xiao Jin, do you think he is definitely not a thing in the pool?"
Zhao Qing'er only seemed to care about the first half of what Zhao Zhihai said, and said quite happily.
If it weren't for the fact that the blood on her hands had begun to drip to the ground, Zhao Zhihai suddenly felt that the father and daughter at this time seemed to have returned to the scene they had once been in Zhao's mansion.
At that time, every time he returned to Suibei, he would hold Qing'er and put her on his lap to teach her the newly learned articles or skills, and every time he praised Qing'er, his daughter would be so happy.
He watched the drops of blood fall on the loess at his daughter's feet, but it was a heartache for no reason.
"Take good care of yourself, if you encounter danger or difficulty in the future, just say that you are my daughter of Zhao Zhihai, I think there is anyone in the world who dares to embarrass you."
After Zhao Zhihai said this coldly, he turned around and walked away, disappearing into the rolling crowd.
It's just that the back of the departing looks extremely lonely.
Because the owner of the back has lost his beloved daughter.
Zhao Zhihai had 10,000 ways to catch Zhao Qing'er back, but he didn't do that, and the reason for this was not only Zhao Zhihai, but Zhao Qing'er naturally knew it.
His father was afraid that even a drop of his daughter's blood would be shed.
"Bang."
The sword in Qing'er's hand fell to the ground, she looked at Zhao Zhihai, who had already disappeared from her field of vision, regardless of Xiao Jin, who was covered in dust on the side and seemed to want to hug her, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed in the direction where Zhao Zhihai disappeared.
The blood-stained loess stained a large patch on Zhao Qing'er's forehead, making this stunning woman look very hideous, and the tears that she could not hold back in front of Zhao Zhihai could no longer stop flowing at this time.
And Xiao Jin looked at Qing'er worriedly, and at the same time knelt down, and kowtowed in the direction where Zhao Zhihai disappeared like Zhao Qing'er.
......
"Zhongda, General Fang, General Jiang and Mr. Gu heard that you came here, and they were about to rush here, you see."
Zhao Zhihai, who was striding like a meteor, was beside a personal soldier who hurriedly said.
"No," Zhao Zhihai walked to a horse without looking back after listening to what the soldier said, and after "Oh" turned over and got on the horse, he went to the direction of Suibei City.
At this moment, Zhao Zhihai was already rolling in the depths of his heart, and he didn't even have the courage to look back at the shore of the yellow water, and where would he stop to see Gu Daoyuan and the others.
"Qing'er, I know that I have neglected you all these years and made you lose your happiness in the Zhao Mansion. I also know that you are an extrovert by nature and do not want to be a housewife.
In the past year, my father has blocked a lot of people who have come to propose marriage for you, just to find a good son-in-law who can match you in person, but you, you are so confused. ”
Zhao Zhihai remembered Zhao Qinger's father, his brother and sister-in-law died for themselves, and he also made an oath to protect the safety of Zhao Qinger's life. But at this moment, he couldn't do anything about Qing'er who broke free from the "cage", and the original oath mocked him like a joke.
"That Xiao Jin is a very person, but how much do you know about his character, how can you know if he will leave you at a time of life and death, for my father, I just want you to spend this life in peace and happiness, but you have chosen the most difficult path."
Zhao Zhihai muttered to himself.
Yellow Sky Ferry.
When Xiao Zishuo helped Xiao Jin up, Xiao Jin hurriedly got up to check on Zhao Qing'er who had passed out on the side.
Beside Qing'er, her maidservant Xiaoying was trying to hold her in her arms, watching the medical officer on the side call for Qing'er, who had tied her neck.
"Sir, how is she?" Xiao Jin asked the medical officer nervously.
"It's not in the way, it's just a coma caused by excessive blood loss, just rest for a few days."
With that, the medical officer took a few packets of herbs from the attendant's hand and handed them to Xiao Jin.
"These feeding pills are dedicated to blood replenishment, and they can be boiled on time and given to her to drink."
After speaking, the medical officer stood up and led the attendant to retreat behind Xiao Zishuo.
"There's Brother Lao Zishuo."
Xiao Jin looked at Xiao Zishuo beside him gratefully, he knew that if it weren't for Xiao Zishuo having the famous doctor of Qi next to him, he was afraid that he would fall into Fang Cai's sudden coma again.
"Are you stunned?"
Xiao Zishuo still had a spring breeze-like expression, and said softly to Xiao Jin, and put his hand on Xiao Jin's shoulder as he spoke.
"Let Brother Zishuo smile, I thought Qing'er, Qing'er." Speaking of this, he seemed to recall the sudden fainting of Zhao Qing'er as if he was still a little afraid, and he was speechless.
"You're concerned about it."
Xiao Zishuo naturally knew where Xiao Jin's abnormality came from, he looked at the two people in front of him, sighed and shook his head with a smile.
"Brother Zishuo, they should have gone to see the middle and bigger people, why don't you go?" Xiao Jin seemed to notice that some people and horses in the distance were heading west, so he asked.
Knowing that Qing'er was okay and had already recovered, Xiao Jin knew that for Xiao Zishuo, returning to Qi to compete for the public throne this time, with the help of Zhao Zhihai, would greatly enhance the chances of success, so he wanted to persuade Xiao Zishuo to go to Zhao Zhihai, after all, the right man came from afar, and Xiao Zishuo did not go to the courtesy, which might make the right more unhappy.
"If you don't go, what can I do if I take the public position."
Saying this, Xiao Zishuo looked at the boiling yellow water in front of him and sighed again.
"Do you know, seeing Miss Zhao give up everything for you and follow you with all her heart makes me very envious, and I also admire Miss Zhao's courage.
So you cherish the person in front of you, if you snub her one day, let alone Zhao Zhihai, I will be the first to spare you. ”
After finishing speaking, Xiao Zishuo patted Xiao Jin's shoulder again.
"You don't know, what Miss Zhao gave up, and you don't know what the right person gave up. But I know the costs. ”
Xiao Jin looked at Xiao Zishuo who turned to leave, thinking about every word and word he said softly at the end, and finally, his clenched fist gradually stretched.
He leaned down and hugged the young girl into his arms, and then got up and walked step by step to the giant ship that had just landed with his beloved.