The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 62

The door was pulled open, and Jia Lian squeezed in as hard as he could, but he couldn't hold back the overwhelming number of people.

"Let me go, let me go!" Jia Lian used all his strength. The more anxious he became, the more excited Gu Zhufang and others became. Mei Wenhe pulled Jia Lian away, and everyone squeezed towards the door. Scramble.

"Brother Lian, please stand back and don't get crowded. What's so new and exciting that so many people are watching?" Jia Cong emerged from nowhere.

Seeing this, others were okay, but Gu Zhufang and Mei Wenhe were shocked. The person inside was not Jia Cong, who could it be?
Only at this time, there was only a faint sound of sobbing in the room.

Jia Cong came over, and everyone shunned him like the god of plague. He was like Moses parting the sea, with his cloak rippling. He walked to the door in a few steps, took a deep look at Gu Jufang, and kicked the door.

"Whose lover is it? Mr. Gu won't let you see it. Could it be Mr. Gu?" Jia Cong half-smiled but Gu Zhimang's legs were already as soft as noodles.

A fragrant aroma mixed with the familiar smell of privet flowers hit the nostrils. The two people on the couch had been motionless for a long time. At this time, they woke up and fell apart.

When they saw that Jia Cong was safe and sound, Gu Zhufang and Mei Wenhe already knew something was wrong. When they saw Zhao Chi with tears streaming down his face, their expressions became even more ashen.

Zhao Chi rushed towards Gu Jufang, slapped him twice desperately, grabbed Gu Jufang's neck, and bit him.

Gu Zhufang was frightened at first, and he felt severe pain, but he went to pinch Zhao Chi's face regardless, shouting, "Pull him away, pull this lunatic away!"

Everyone was panicking. Mei Wenhe and Zhao Shihua pulled Zhao Chi away together for fear of causing trouble. Blood was already flowing from Gu Zhifang's neck. Zhao Chi's lips were stained red, his eyes were red, and his hair was disheveled. That man-eating goblin.

"Gu Jufang, you and I are at odds with each other!"

"Brother Zhao, have you lost your mind and gone crazy? What does this have to do with me?"

"You asked me to come. You saw that my poetry ranking this time was higher than yours, so you set up this poisonous trap. Do you want to ruin my life?" Zhao Chi gritted his teeth.

"You're crazy. You know you're not. There must be some misunderstanding!" Gu Zhufang spoke ambiguously. He knew in his heart that he had been deceived by Jia Cong, but he had no evidence in his hand. He had already reached this point and made the matter so messy. It would be bad if it were more complicated.

Zhao Chi was already devastated. Such a scandal had happened to him, a noble scholar. How could he be seen by anyone in his life?
Seeing that it was impossible to kill Gu Jufang at this time, and with the glare of everyone's eyes, they seemed to burn him to ashes, Zhao Chi just wanted to find a place where no one was around, and hang himself with a rope, regardless of the wind and snow, wearing single clothes Rushed out.

Immediately, someone who was having fun with Zhao Chi, fearing that he would not be able to think about it, followed him with a cloak and clothes, shouting all the way, "Brother Zhao, slow down, wait a minute!"

Zhao Chi had difficulty moving, and he staggered a few steps before being caught up. He looked up to the sky and cried out sadly, "How can Chi still survive in this world!"

I'm already stamping my feet and beating my chest, feeling so painful that I don't want to live anymore.

Who else could watch the excitement at this moment? Everyone sympathized with them and hated Gu Zhufang and Mei Wenhe more than Zhao Shihua.

After all, just now, who rushed over in such excitement, as if catching someone raped?

If everyone guessed wrong, could it be that Zhao Chi himself was confused, wronged his friends, and spared his enemies who harmed him?
Jia Cong controlled everyone's mentality extremely well, shook his head and sighed, "As the saying goes, the one who knows you best is your enemy, and the one who hurts you the most is your friend. Today, I have learned the lesson!"

"Jia Cong, don't talk nonsense. It's not me at all, it might be you!" Gu Zhimang's fingers were trembling. If he hadn't been young and his blood pressure soared, he would have suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

"Young Master Gu, you can eat as much as you like, but you can't talk nonsense. You have to pay attention to evidence in everything, otherwise, I will sue you for slander!" Jia Cong sneered, filled with righteous indignation, "It's in vain that Mr. Zhao trusts you so much. It's just the emperor's appointment. His ranking is a little higher than yours, and if you attack him like this, in the future, who will dare to be equal to you in the imperial examination?"

"It's terrible. You're so good, how could something like this happen?"

"Yes, what a pity Brother Zhao, such a noble gentleman ended up like this!"

"Oh, what a pity, what a pity, you made a careless friend!"

It can be seen that the people present have already confirmed Zhao Chi's statement.These literati are pedantic in reading and only believe what they see with their own eyes. They never know how to see the essence of things through the surface, not to mention that at this time, both human and material evidence are available.

Gu Zhufang and Mei Wenhe's expressions were even worse than Zhao Chi's. They never dreamed that stealing a chicken would result in a loss of rice. At this moment, no matter what they said, it was just yellow mud that fell into their crotches. It was either shit or shit. .

As for Zhao Shihua, after the effects of the medicine had passed, he woke up. Facing the stunned crowd, he simply broke the jar and smashed it. He slowly and leisurely glanced over the crowd, as if he was tasting something. When it landed on Jia Cong, he smiled and said, "Okay." Boy! Just watching the fun, ah!"

"Mr. Zhao, you are very powerful. What a pity you missed this excitement!"

"Oh, are you interested in poetry? Compose a poem to cheer me up, old Zhao?" Zhao Shihua didn't know that he had fallen into a human trap, but his offense against Jia Cong before was true, and now that he was plotted against him, he was also A person who is upright and convinced.

Jia Cong looked at Chengchen on the roof and smiled, "There are a few good words, 'Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to make water, except for Wushan, it was not clouds. I looked back lazily at the flowers, half of them were cultivators and half of them were kings.'"

Zhao Shihua had already put on his clothes, clapped his hands, and came over, ready to pat Jia Cong on the shoulder, but Jia Cong avoided him. He didn't care, and said with a smile, "Good poetry, good talent, can you say, Brother Jia Cong?" Are you also a member of the same group?"

"No! I can't do the business on this valley road!" Jia Cong smiled, "This is really a good place for a tryst, but it's a pity that it was disturbed by ignorant people. But next time, Master Zhao, please It's better to be gentle, because I saw Brother Zhao limping when he went out, he must have been seriously injured, so being gentle after this is also indispensable!"

"Hahaha, Brother Jia's words will be remembered in my heart. Not only will I not be gentle as a brother, but what happened suddenly today is really disappointing!" As he said that, Zhao Shihua looked at Gu Zifang with murderous eyes.

Over and over again, the tense string in Gu Zhimang's heart had broken. He punched Jia Cong and said angrily, "It's all you!" Jia Cong hurriedly avoided it and stood behind Zhao Shihua.

He picked his ears and smiled. "Why can't I understand Mr. Gu? Why, is this all my fault today? Did I lead the big guy here excitedly? Did I open the door? In other words, if it weren't for Mr. Gu, who would have known about the two Zhaos? Brother, where are you linking up the music inside? If Brother Gu hadn't broken it, would Brother Zhao Chi be so angry?"

Killing hearts!

Gu Jufang thought that he had been tricked by Jia Cong because of his poem "Compassion for the Farmers" and was sold by him, so he helped him count the money.

The original plan was to discredit Jia Congcai in this flower fair, but unexpectedly, he showed his face in front of the emperor. A poem "One Two Three Four Five Six Seven" first suppressed and then promoted, which made people feel helpless. Appreciated.

She set up this trap in order to kill him. After all, Zhao Shihua was not a man who cared about people's beauty and beauty. Who knew that not only did he trap his friend into hiding, this matter would definitely not go well.

Even though he was studying and had never been an official, because of his intelligence, his father was willing to tell him about the affairs of the court since he was a child, and he had high hopes for him.His father is a cabinet minister, and Zhao Chi's father is a salt transport envoy to Huaihe and Huaihe. The two families have close ties. What will be the consequences if they fall out?
Zhao Chi was the only son of the Zhao family. He had always been arrogant and doted on by the old lady at home. After suffering this blow, Gu Palmfang couldn't imagine whether he could survive this or not?
If not, the Zhao family will never let him go until death!
Jia Cong smiled clearly, "Is it possible that Mr. Gu wants to frame me? Or is it all arranged by Brother Gu, and after the incident, he plans to put the shit basin on my head?"

Pairs of everyone's eyes were like Ling Chi's blades, cutting into Gu Zhifang's body. On such a cold day, waves of cold sweat trickled down from his body. Gu Zhifang's heart died at this moment.

He knew that his life was over and he would never stand up again.

At this moment, Hou Da arrived in person. He glanced at everyone, then at the messy couch in the room, and said calmly, "Young Master Gu, Young Master Zhao, if the Taoist Master has invited me, please also invite me to the Yuhua Palace." say!"

In the secondary hall of Yuhua Palace, Zhao Chi was wrapped in a fur coat and sat on his knees on a low couch, motionless, like a statue.

There were several large fire pits nearby, but his whole body was still trembling.

The tears on his face have been washed away, and his hair has been neatly combed, with a hosta tied on top of his head. After the joy, his skin was lightly red, fragrant and soft, and his essence was red, which made Yan Ji Jealousy made Zheng Nu sigh.

Dongshan Taoist stood at the table in front of the south window and was writing a poem, "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not clouds. I looked back lazily at the flowers, half of them were cultivators and half of them were you!"

After writing the last stroke, he picked it up and blew it gently. When the ink was dry, he folded it and put it in an envelope. He handed it to the eunuch beside him and said, "Send it to the palace!"

"Yes!"

"Everyone is here?"

"Here we come, please be summoned by Master Dao!"

"Let them in!"

Hearing the noise, Zhao Chi slowly turned his head. When he saw Gu Zhimang, he couldn't help but want to rush over and kill him. His eyes instantly turned red with murderous intent.

When he stood up, he was held down by two powerful little Taoist priests, and the whimpering sounds of struggle came from his mouth, which was heartbreaking to hear.

Taoist Dongshan waved his hand towards him, and Zhao Chi wilted.

Gu Jufang knelt down and kowtowed as hard as he could, "Master Tao, you are wronged, this matter has nothing to do with me!"

"No, it has something to do with you. It was you who asked me to go!" Zhao Chi shouted hoarsely, finally breaking his voice, which sounded a little breathtaking, "It was he who handed me the note and asked me to go!"

"Where is the note?" Taoist Dongshan asked.

"Note, note, I threw the note into the toilet. I can still find it. Let me go. I'm going to find it. That's evidence!" Zhao Chi struggled.

Seeing Taoist Dongshan frowning, he obviously disagreed, and the two Taoist priests did not dare to let him go.

Gu Jufang did write a note, but it was not for Zhao Chi. He wanted to give it to Jia Cong. He told Mei Wenhe not to tell anyone about this, but at this time, he was hesitant to say it.

"No, I didn't write it. I never wrote a note!" Gu Zhufang denied it. At this moment, no matter what, he wanted to clean himself up. Since the note had been put into the toilet, he had to go with him. Nothing left to do.

"You lied. That's your handwriting on it. Even if it turns into ashes, I can recognize it!" Zhao Chi already hated Gu Zifang to death. His innocence, his reputation, his future, everything he had had been ruined by this man. He hated Gu Jufang more than Zhao Shihua.

Gu Jufang was stunned. Even if Zhao Shihua got the note, the handwriting on it definitely should not be his. The words on the note were written with his left hand.

"No, I didn't write that." No one knew that he could write with his left hand.But as soon as the words came out, Gu Zhufang was stunned. He wanted to bite his tongue.

Zhao Chi stared at him for a long time and sneered, "You are just like your father. You act cunningly and are sanctimonious. You look like a gentleman, but you are actually a villain!"

He wished he could pounce on this man and tear him apart. His broken gong voice felt like it had been rubbed by gravel, and his gnashing of teeth made people's skin crawl all over.

　The first!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)