"You, don't worry about it anymore. Zhao Wu's matter, I have my own decision. ”

"Master......" Mrs. Zhao's eyes filled with tears.

Zhao Ziming shook his head, "Today, he dares to kill his mother, and tomorrow he dares to kill his father, what is such a son left for." ”

"Wu'er is also the child of the concubine, how can the concubine let the charge of killing his mother fall on his head."

"Mother, this is a fact. Have you forgotten how your injuries came from? Zhao Xing said again.

"I'm talking to your father, and it's not your turn to interject." Mrs. Zhao said angrily, pulling the wound on her body, and gasping in pain.

Mrs. Zhao looked at Zhao Ziming, "Master, the word 'filial piety' is bigger than the sky, no matter how talented you are, how can you gain a foothold if you are not filial, you can't ruin Wu'er!" ”

Mrs. Zhao said, how Zhao Ziming didn't understand, but Zhao Wu ...... Zhao Ziming flicked his sleeves and sighed fiercely.

Still, he decided to give this son a chance.

Zhao Wu was quickly tied up and escorted to the front hall, although it was the weather of the cold winter wax moon, the clothes on Zhao Wu's body were very thin, and there were blood stains oozing out of his body, and he could see that he had been punished.

This son, although he is a concubine, is quite talented, and Zhao Ziming also had expectations. However, with the death of his biological mother, his already arrogant temperament became even more difficult to control, and now he actually made a move to kill his mother.

"Son, do you know your mistake!" Zhao Ziming said.

"She's damned." Zhao Wu glared at his own Lao Tzu and refused to give an inch.

Zhao Ziming slapped the table hard, "That's your mother!" ”

"My mother died early, what kind of mother is she?" What is not afraid of death, this is it, "She is going to curry favor with the Gu family, take her own daughter, and beat my sister's idea, unless I die!" ”

Zhao Xingdao, "Qiu'er is a concubine, how can she marry a concubine." ”

Zhao Wu smiled, "How about the concubine, isn't my aunt a concubine, and she is not an aunt in the Cui family." Selling children, selling daughters, selling girls, it's not the first time your father has done it. ”

Zhao Xing is a scholar, and when he heard Zhao Wu's shameless words, he immediately blushed, "My father...... Isn't my father your father? ”

"I'm going to be expelled from the Zhao family, Zhao Ziming is still my father?" Zhao Wu almost didn't laugh.

Zhao Xing and Zhao Wu couldn't make sense.

I have only seen my father and not my son, and my son does not want my father, and it is the first time I have seen him, Zhao Xing asked, "Zhao Wu, are you going to turn your back on your ancestors?" ”

Zhao Wu pursed his lips and no longer bothered with his brother.

Zhao Ziming said, "It is the old man's decision to let Yue'er marry the Gu family, what does it have to do with your mother?" Besides, Yue'er is my daughter. When children get married, they should follow the orders of their parents, and the words of the matchmaker, you don't want fame, and Yue'er doesn't want fame! ”

"Fame? Fame is worth a few dollars, and I have to be carried into the house as a little wife, what else do I need to do with fame? Zhao Wu smiled, "Zhao Ziming, who is Gu Rong, don't you know how old he is?"

Yue'er is only thirteen years old, and Gu Rong can be Yue'er's father. Zhao Ziming, if you still remember that Yue'er is your daughter, you shouldn't push her into the fire pit. ”

Zhao Ziming picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it on Zhao Wu's head, as if he was still angry, he picked up the teapot and threw it at Zhao Wu's head.

Zhao Wu is also a scholar, his body bones are not strong, Zhao Ziming smashed it, Zhao Wu's forehead broke all of a sudden, and blood flowed down his cheeks, covering the clothes that were originally stained with ash and blood.