Just now, Zhaoju was still in the palace, racking his brains to praise Xiong Wuliang in front of King Chu Huai, using various words to try to arouse King Chu Huai's suspicion of Xiong Wuliang.
But suddenly I heard that someone from the house was looking for me.
After three or five sentences of exchange, everyone in Zhaoju was dumbfounded——
Immediately rush back to your mansion as quickly as possible.
As a result, he witnessed the elite tiger and wolf soldiers under Xiong Wuliang's command beating the soldiers in his house and then smashing them inside the house.
Zhaoju was so angry that his eyes were red!
"Xiong Wuliang, what do you mean!?"
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When Xiong Wuliang saw Zhaoju, he narrowed his eyes slightly and did not answer.
Zhong Hua stepped forward very discerningly, pointed at the corpse on the ground, and spoke to Zhaoju in a deep voice.
After hearing this, Zhaoju felt a little thump in his heart.
These are all things that can be easily verified. There is no need for Xiong Wuliang to make lies... which means that most of these things are true!
The young master of the Zhaoju Mansion led his evil servants into the post house where the ministers lived, and allowed the Zhao family soldiers to kill the grassroots cadres of the Chu State... Zhaoju was completely unreasonable!
No wonder, Xiong Wuliang, who has always been a stubborn man, came to the door with great fanfare this time. It turned out that he had grasped the situation and would not forgive others.
Looking at the onlookers around him, Zhaoju's brain was spinning rapidly.
The evidence is complete, so denial is definitely not possible...
Zhaoju glared at Zhaoshu fiercely!
It's all because of this rebellious son who dotes on his grandson too much! Unconditionally cover Zhao Kong for doing whatever he wants!
Zhaoju also had some understanding of Zhaokong's naughty behavior on weekdays, but he didn't know much about it - Zhaoju focused all his energy on fighting with political opponents from all walks of life, so how could he have time to care about the bad things of his juniors? I just occasionally told Zhao Shu not to indulge the children in the house.
Zhao Shu responded repeatedly every time, but the result...
"Tell me, what's going on?" Zhao Ju asked Zhao Shu in a low voice.
Zhao Shu hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "To answer my father's question - Kong'er did go out with his family soldiers last night..."
Zhaoju was furious.
Kill someone and take a car? Caught by damn Xiong Wuliang? Zhaoshi is going to be very embarrassed today!
Looking at Xiong Wuliang who was smiling but not smiling, Zhaoju sighed——
Finished.
Today, Xiong Wuliang would not be able to let Zhao go easily.
"Go, call Zhao Kong out!" Zhao Ju gave Zhao Shu a hard look, and Zhao Shu was so frightened that he trembled all over and walked away.
A moment later, Zhao Kong appeared, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
Seeing so many people in front of him and the smashed door, eight-year-old Zhaokong was confused and couldn't figure out what was going on. It wasn't until the moment I saw Xiong Wuliang that I suddenly realized that there might be trouble.
Then he looked at the elite Quyang Army who were watching eagerly in the courtyard, and the corpse of the postman in front of the gate...
Zhao Ju's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He glanced at the crowd and realized that this must not be the most embarrassing moment for the Zhao family today...
"Kong'er, tell me." Zhaoju said in a deep voice.
Zhao Kong glanced back and forth with his eyes. When he saw his father standing nearby and there were many Zhao clan members around him, he felt very confident and couldn't help but glance at Xiong Wuliang with disdain.
"Yes, I did it!" Zhaokong proudly puffed up his chest——
"This Xiong Wuliang is always against our family!"
"Kong'er, go teach him a lesson and give Grandpa some vent!" Zhaokong looked at Zhaoju, with words written all over his face: Praise me quickly.
Hearing the uproar of the people around him, Zhaoju's eyes darkened.
Zhao's century-old reputation has been destroyed today!
"Ni Sun! Ni Sun!" Zhao Ju was trembling with anger: "I should have strangled you to death in the first place!"
Zhaokong was stunned, why was this different from what he imagined?
Shouldn't you praise me? Then humiliate Xiong Wuliang...
Zhao Kong rolled his eyes, changed his strategy, and began to cry loudly...
Normally, whenever Zhao Kong cries, his father will stand up for him!
But at this moment, Zhao Shu looked at the furious Zhaoju and didn't even dare to fart!
Zhaoju's eyes were red with anger——
Shame on you! Unlucky family!
Xiong Wuliang had just won a great victory. It would be no exaggeration to say that he was a young hero of Chu State... If he rushed to provoke Xiong Wuliang at this time, wouldn't it be obvious that he was giving Xiong Wuliang leverage to establish his authority?
Even though Xiong Wuliang's face is expressionless now, he should be happy now!
It's a pity that my Zhao family was smashed into the front door today, but I still had no choice but to hold it in... I was embarrassed and was thrown into my grandma's house!
"Come here, beat me!" Zhao Ju pointed at Zhao Kong with trembling fingers and shouted: "Beat this traitor to death!"
The servants looked at each other in confusion - who doesn't know that although our young master is only eight years old, he has been spoiled to have a vicious mind?
If you beat him today, you won't be beaten to death by him in the future?
For a moment, no one dared to move.
Zhaoju was so angry that he suddenly yelled: "Hit me! Grandma! Why don't you beat me! Beat me!"
Seeing that his hometown took the initiative, the servants were really angry, so they held down Zhao Kong with sticks... Although they made a move to hit him, no one dared to be cruel.
Zhaokong realized that crying was useless. Seeing so many people in front of him pointing at his white buttocks, he felt that he had been humiliated today.
He twisted his butt but felt no pain, only a little numbness.
Zhaokong raised his head and cursed viciously in a milky voice: "This Xiong Wuliang deserves it, he deserves to die! I should have set him on fire last night!"
"Xiong Wuliang, just wait, I will kill you sooner or later!"
When Xiong Wuliang heard this, he was not angry, but looked at Zhaoju with joy.
Sure enough, Zhaoju was so angry that he spit out blood.
Obviously, the old injury caused by Xiong Wuliang's anger reoccurred...
"Father!"
"Master!"
"Lord Ling Yin!"
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The porch suddenly became a mess...
Zhaoju wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhaokong sadly: "You rebellious grandson, don't you think today is embarrassing enough?"
"Threatening the minister? You don't want to live anymore?"
"I'll beat you to death today!" The confused Lao Zhaoju actually snatched the sticks from the servants' hands, stepped forward in person, and beat them hard!
This time, it was completely different from the soft beatings given by the servants before!
Zhaoju was really angry and drew out the blood with two sticks.
And there was no intention of stopping at all, and he still used all his strength to strike cruelly.
Zhaokong screamed desperately at first, but then he stopped saying anything and gritted his teeth. He hated Xiong Wuliang and Zhaoju very much in his heart!
Zhaoju didn't stop panting until the beating was soft. At this time, Zhaokong's butt was already in terrible shape...
The onlookers nodded one after another and felt a breath of bad breath!
This damn brat, the 'chief of the three evils of Yingdu', finally paid the price today!
Zhaoju trembled slightly, looked at Xiong Wuliang, and said in a low voice: "Marquis Quyang, I, the Zhao family, have lost all face today. I want to establish my prestige for you, the new marquis... Are you satisfied?"
Xiong Wuliang's face was full of appreciation and he slowly clapped his hands. But he shook his head slightly, with no intention of settling the matter——
