The moonlight was miserable, and the faint clouds and mist were floating in the air, indescribably bleak.

The carriage slowly drove from the direction of the palace, the wheels, the horse's hooves and the ground were intertwined, the sound was lonely and monotonous, accompanied by bursts of smoke and dust, and finally stopped in front of a mansion.

His demeanor is still the same, his handsome face has a gentle smile, his demeanor is elegant and calm, and he has a calm and calm aura.

The lips of the big priest who followed him were slightly red and swollen, and the originally meticulous sideburns were a little messy at the moment, and the cold eyes stared at the person in front of him faintly, like a little lady who was bullied, and could only silently express her accusations.

In addition, she really has no good way to take Zhao Jia.

Zhao Jia still maintained his personality in front of outsiders, looked around at the black-armored Qin Jun with gentle eyes, and bowed his head to signal: "Thank you for your hard work, when Jia Qiu marries the Korean princess, I will definitely invite you to have a drink." ”

"This is our duty, and the Marquis of Changxin is polite."

When the general led by him heard this, he immediately responded with his fists clenched, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

Death for a confidant.

This sentence is never just talking, especially in this day and age.

Zhao Jia's face was straight, and he said slowly: "You wait to follow me into South Korea, run all the way, protect me thoroughly, and remember all the hard work here, and when I return to Qin, Jia will definitely ask for credit for you!" ”

Hear the words.

The generals led by the leader and the black-armored soldiers who guarded around were all moved, they were also human beings, they also had feelings, and they were treated with courtesy, how could they not feel it.

They all clasped their fists at Zhao Jia and saluted.

Zhao Jia didn't continue to say anything, and walked towards the mansion with the great priest's order.

At this moment, Zuo Sima Liu Yi's mansion has been hung with white cloth, and even at the gate, two white lanterns have been hung, representing the death of the owner here.

The house is quiet.

The two of them walked on the spacious path, and Da Si Ming couldn't help but glance at Zhao Jia with a smile on his face, maybe those Qin soldiers outside would never have imagined what kind of true face was hidden under this harmless face of humans and animals, compared to him, those people outside were simply like children, and they were grateful to him in a few words.

This may be the so-called people in power, who understand people's hearts better than the average person, and are better at using them.

"Look at what I'm doing, haven't you seen enough just now?"

Zhao Jia naturally noticed the gaze of the great priest, keenly captured the past, and asked with a smile.

Da Si Ming sneered, looked ahead, and said lightly: "I'm just a little curious, why are you so polite to those soldiers, do you want to take them for your own use?" With your identity, it is impossible for the Qin State to hand over military power to you, and your plans are doomed to be in vain. ”

I just want to maintain my personality and reputation...... Zhao Jia naturally wouldn't explain these things to Da Si Ming, after all, Da Si Ming and the Yin and Yang family don't need the so-called wind commentary.

But he's different.

If you want to covet this world, you either have the strength to absolutely suppress everything, like Yingzheng, the army crushes everything, and sweeps away all disobedience with domineering capital, or you can take the route of Renjun and recruit the forces of the Six Nations in the future, so as to get this world.

In other words.

Zhao Jia wants to walk similarly to Liu Bang, but he wants to do everything more thoroughly.

"I just offended you, and my future safety may depend on them."

Zhao Jia pondered a little and gave an explanation for deceiving the child.

Da Si Ming pursed her lips and didn't ask, since the other party didn't want to say, she just didn't ask, she was silent for a while, and she said, "When will I help you deliver the letter." ”

"Wait a few more days, and then I'll talk about it when Ji Wuye and I finalize this matter."

Zhao Jiamu thought about it, and after a while, he gave an answer, and at the same time his eyes looked at the mourning hall in the distance, the main hall of the original mansion had been arranged into a mourning hall, with white cloths hung on both sides, and a good coffin was placed in the center, and the lights were bright.

On top of the futon, there was a slender figure kneeling in mourning clothes, who was burning paper money.

Mrs. Hu?

Zhao Jia easily recognized the other party, after all, Zuo Sima Liu Yi had no descendants, and he had no relatives, and the only person in the entire mansion who could burn paper money for him was Mrs. Hu.

Da Si Ming naturally also saw Mrs. Hu, her cold eyes flashed a touch of sarcasm, glanced at Zhao Jia, and said softly: "This Mrs. Hu lost her husband at a young age and became a pretty widow. ”

She had planned to watch this drama before, and she helped Zhao Jia do so much dirty work for this, but she didn't expect that Zhao Jia would hit her with the idea.

The thought of what had just happened in the carriage made her angry rise.

"It makes sense that since she has become a widow, how can she be a widow again."

Zhao Jia nodded, agreeing with Da Si Ming's statement.

Da Si Ming Mei stared at Zhao Jia in shock, obviously he didn't expect Zhao Jia to say such shameless words, and before she could say anything, she saw that Zhao Jia had already walked towards Mrs. Hu.

She looked at this scene for a long time before she squeezed out two words: "Shameless!" ”

killed other people's husbands, stole other people's wealth, and now they want to occupy each other's wives, and even this mansion.

Virtuous and prudent?

Da Si Ming couldn't help but let out a sneer, she felt that the people of Zhao Guo were blind.

Zhao Jia naturally didn't know what Da Si Ming thought, in fact, even if he knew, he didn't care, because he knew very well that his image in Da Si Ming's mind was not very good, the other party knew too much about his private affairs, and even occasionally listened to his corner, in the face of Da Si Ming, no matter how much he disguised it, it was useless.

A personal secretary, you can't hide anything from her at all, it's better to be frank.

Zhao Jia is still quite frank in this regard, after all, the great secretary is subject to Concubine Yan, and with this relationship, the big secretary can't jump out of his palm.

As for what despicable coercion...... Zhao Jiake never felt that he was a decent man.

The moment the two maids guarding outside the mourning hall saw Zhao Jia, they hurriedly saluted: "Childe." ”

"Shh

Zhao Jia raised a finger to her lips, shook her head slightly, and then walked into the mourning hall, walking towards Mrs. Hu who was kneeling on the ground, the other party was quietly burning paper money at the moment, and her originally soft and beautiful face now had a touch of sadness and sadness, although she and Liu Yi had a bad relationship, and even the two hated each other, but the other party was her husband after all.

In this day and age, if a woman loses her husband, she loses everything she can rely on. ，

If it weren't for Mrs. Hu and her sister Hu Meiren, who was favored in the palace, she might be greeted with endless trouble, after all, Liu Yi has also offended many people over the years, and he himself has been corrupted I don't know how much, for others, this is a piece of ownerless fat, and everyone wants to take a bite.

What's more, Mrs. Hu is also good-looking...... Pretty widow, what man doesn't love?

There is a saying about it.

What you can't get is always restless, and the same is true for other people's daughters-in-law.

This may be the root of every man's inferiority, but also an advantage, since ancient times, men have fought for power and profit, fighting on the battlefield, isn't that what they are?

Desire is always the source of men's progress.

If a man loses his desire, then naturally there is no so-called ambition and motivation to move forward.

"Huh?"

As Zhao Jia approached, Mrs. Hu naturally noticed it, and her sad eyes suddenly became a little more vigilant, and after seeing that the person who came was Zhao Jia, the vigilance in her eyes decreased a little, and she got up to greet her: "The concubine has seen the son." ”

During this time, Zhao Jia has been living in the house, and the two have been in contact a few times, and her sense of Zhao Jia is still good, and she feels that the other party is a gentle and elegant nobleman.

The other party shouldn't bully her as a woman.

Zhao Jia looked at Mrs. Hu and found that she was wearing mourning clothes and felt a little more weak than her regular clothes, her long hair was curled, bound by a cloth with a hundred flowers, revealing her small and delicate ears, and her neck and shoulders were slightly exposed, showing her beautiful curves, especially the bulging in front of her, even if it was a linen mourning dress.

The slender waist and beautiful curves make the restrained softness more and more delicate, like a glass of mellow wine, the more you taste, the more charming.

Want to be pretty and filial?

This sentence came to his mind inexplicably, but his mouth was concerned: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and my wife is a lot haggard." ”

These words were undoubtedly a bit frivolous, which made Mrs. Hu's beautiful eyes instantly vigilant, she thought that Zhao Jia was here to worship Liu Yi, but at this moment, the other party's attention was obviously on her, and there was no trace of respect for Liu Yi lying in the coffin.

This couldn't help but make her heart tighten, clenched her fists slightly, pursed her lips, and reminded softly: "Childe is inevitably a little rude." ”

"Liu Yi? How much affection does Madame have with him, and how much does she know about him? ”

Zhao Jia looked at Mrs. Hu's vigilant little expression, smiled slightly, turned his head to look at the coffin, and said softly.

For him, it is easy to hold Mrs. Hu, he only needs to go through the line of making jade, and the difficult thing is how to hold Mrs. Hu Meiren, which is not as simple as it seems on the surface of the sister flowers who can escape from Baiyue Huoyu Villa.

If it was simple, how could Hu Meiren fight his way out of the siege in the palace!

Mrs. Hu blinked, obviously she didn't understand Zhao Jia's words, let alone what the other party meant by this, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and scolded softly: "If the prince is not here to worship the husband, please leave!" ”

"Worship him? If I worship him, he will not be able to bear it. ”

Zhao Jia said lightly, he didn't have the idea of worshipping, after all, Liu Yi died because of his order, in other words, he was the real murderer who killed Liu Yi.

Murderers worship the dead?

This is a bit ridiculous, Zhao Jia doesn't have a good impression of Liu Yi, just a bad person.

Mrs. Hu looked at Zhao Jia, who was talking nonsense, and was a little shocked for a while, she really didn't understand why the other party suddenly came here, on weekdays, the relationship between the other party and Liu Yi was not bad, and they even often walked together, why was it so suddenly.

Could it be that Liu Yi's death also has something to do with the other party?

For a while, Mrs. Hu had a lot on her mind.

Zhao Jia didn't give Mrs. Hu much time to think nonsense, he continued: "Madame may not know that the person who instructed the three wolves to rob Huoyu Villa back then was Liu Yi, and even Li Kai's death had something to do with him. ”

His flat voice was like a thunderbolt on Mrs. Hu's head, making her whole person stunned, and then her body went limp, almost drained of her strength, and stared at Zhao Jia in disbelief.

Zhao Jia was very considerate and reached out to hug her waist and supported her.

"You... You lied to me! ”

Mrs. Hu's gentle and quiet eyes still had a trace of strength, and she reached out and grabbed Zhao Jia's clothes tightly, and scolded angrily.

The truth told by Zhao Jia is undoubtedly extremely cruel to Mrs. Hu.

She has always felt that she is sorry for Liu Yi all these years, even if she learned that her daughter was abandoned by the other party, she did not completely tear her face with the other party, but she never expected that Liu Yi turned out to be the murderer who caused her family to be ruined, and she was the mastermind who caused the tragedy of the year, how could she accept it.

"Madame thinks that it is necessary to deceive Madame in my identity?"

Zhao Jia hugged the weak and boneless Mrs. Hu, with a touch of pity in his eyes, and said slowly.

Mrs. Hu opened her mouth, but at this moment, she didn't even have the strength to speak, some just endless tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, some grievances, some sadness, and resentment...... She also used to suspect what happened back then, but how could she, a woman, investigate everything that had happened.

thought that all this had passed, but now, Zhao Jia once again lifted the scar and exposed everything again.

"Cry, cry everything."

Zhao Jia hugged Mrs. Hu and comforted him softly.

Mrs. Hu cried silently for a while, she was no longer the girl she used to be, now she was tough enough, just for a moment, she stabilized her almost collapsed emotions, held back the sadness in her heart, looked at Zhao Jia with red eyes, and asked: "Why did Gongzi say this to me, and whether Liu Yi's death also has something to do with Gongzi." ”

"He didn't die at my hands."

Zhao Jia glanced at the coffin and said truthfully.

There was a pause.

He looked at Mrs. Hu in his arms and continued: "As for why I told Mrs. this, it is naturally because Mrs. has the right to know the truth of the year. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and wiped the corners of Mrs. Hu's eyes, his movements gentle.

Mrs. Hu instinctively wanted to resist, but as a weak woman, how could she resist Zhao Jia, this guy dared to bully the lord even if she was the great secretary, not to mention a little woman like Mrs. Hu, let alone resist, she couldn't even struggle out of Zhao Jia's arms, so she could only let the other party do it.

Feeling the other party's unscrupulousness, Mrs. Hu said without shame: "As the eldest son of Zhao Guo, doesn't the prince know the word shame?" ”

"Shame? Madame now has no husband, and I am very fond of Madame's beauty, I wonder if Madame is willing to share the table with me tonight? ”

Zhao Jia's arm was slightly forced, and he had already hugged Mrs. Hu into his arms, and said confidently, now the mansion is full of Qin soldiers and people who have netted the net, and this mansion only needs his words to change the court, and he naturally does not need to scruple about anything.

What's more, it is a good thing to occupy a pretty widow.

He, Zhao, has been under a lot of pressure lately, and he also wants to be presumptuous.