Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 770 Braised Pork

The man knelt on the ground on one knee and raised the battle report above his head with both hands.

Yun Zhuohua could see bloodstains on the battle report at a glance.

She pursed her lips, frowned, and took the battle report. The blood on the battle report had dried for a long time, and it was hard to the touch.

Yun Zhuohua opened it and glanced hastily, his eyes resting on a bloodstain in it.

"Xun Lie died in battle! Zhou Li was seriously injured and Fu Zhengchun was slightly injured..."

Yun Zhuohua held the battle report, her eyes seemed to be on fire, she glared at everyone in front of her angrily, and threw the battle report in front of them.

"Now, you are satisfied!" Yun Zhuohua suppressed his anger, and the palms of his tightly clenched hands trembled unconsciously.

"Come here, put the third prince Su Qin and the fourth prince Su Shao into the dungeon and wait for their punishment!"

After Yun Zhuohua finished his hair, he turned around and closed his eyes and ears, never wanting to hear them angrily shouting for grievances.

In the face of these collaborating evidences, they still dare to say that they are wronged.

So, aren't those soldiers who fought bravely on the front line wronged?

If Yun Zhuohua didn't deal with them, then he would be sorry for the soldiers who died.

Yun Zhuohua did not expect that after Su Yu's funeral, he would win the throne in order to get rid of himself.

They even showed favor to Zhao Yanzhen when the two countries were at war.

And in Nan Wu's army, spies were inserted, so that Nan Wu was always on the verge of defeat.

After waiting for everyone to retreat, Xiao Yaoyi opened the back window, sat on the window lattice, and pouted at Yun Zhuohua.

"I have helped you so much, how can you thank me?"

At the end of Yun Zhuohua's anger, he smiled helplessly, "How about a bowl of braised pork?"

When Xiaoyaoyi heard this, his eyes sparkled, he immediately jumped in from the window sill, took Yun Zhuohua's hand, and patted his own.

"make a deal!"

"Should I go to the imperial dining room to get it myself, or do you ask them to bring it?" Xiaoyaoyi couldn't wait.

Yun Zhuohua walked to the table without making a sound, took a piece of paper, wrote a few words with a stroke of the pen, dried it, stuffed it into an envelope, and sealed it.

She took out another letter from the desk case and put it together.

Then, she handed the letter to Xiaoyaoyi, "Nowadays, Southern Wu can't eat meat, so you should go to a farther place to eat."

Xiaoyaoyi looked at the letter that Yun Zhuohua handed over, but he did not take it vigilantly.

"Where do you want me to go?"

"Pucheng!"

Yun Zhuohua pulled Xiaoyaoyi's hand over, and stuffed the letter into his hand.

The letter was like a hot potato, and Xiaoyaoyi returned it to Yun Zhuohua.

Yun Zhuohua smiled and said, "You find General Ren, the commander of the Song Army, and give him the letter, and he will give you a bowl of braised pork."

"I can guarantee that you will also like his braised pork."

"I won't go!" Xiao Yaoyi jumped to the edge of the window.

"It's not like you don't know why I stayed in Nanwu and didn't leave. I don't want to meet that guy Lin Shaocheng again."

Yun Zhuohua smiled and said, "You did not steal or snatch anything this time when you were doing business. Isn't it just right to stand in front of him and let him have nothing to do with you?"

"Get angry at him, and you can save the face you lost."

When Yun Zhuohua said this, Xiaoyaoyi also felt that this was the truth.

His letter was pulled out from Yun Zhuohua's hand again, "Then I will forcefully help you again, do you have anything else to ask me to bring back."

(End of this chapter)