Solitary pet

Chapter 85

Wei Jin was stunned, and his head was struck like a thunderbolt, "What did you say? Died?"

Song Yao recounted the incident of Weifu's flood, her eyes were filled with sadness, and she sighed: "A good girl, how can she be gone if she doesn't die."

He raised his eyes and saw that he was devastated, as if he had suffered a great blow, and comforted him softly: "Human life is in heaven, so don't feel too bad."

Even though he said that, his heart was still full of panic.When she first heard the news, she couldn't believe it. Her brother was even more heartbroken. He howled at home for several days before it stopped. Finally, seeing the coffin being lowered into the ground, he finally woke up—he was indeed gone.

Wei Jin's face was ashen, and he let out a breath from his chest, and said, "Can you take me to see her grave?"

Song Yao didn't want to answer at first, but she refused in her mind, but she couldn't control her body, so she nodded and said, "Okay."

When we arrived at the cemetery, the three big characters "Wei Hesheng" were engraved on the stele. Wei Jinyi didn't realize it for a while, but later remembered that she must have taken his surname, and she was never buried as the young mistress of the Wei family until her death.

He was out of breath, his throat was sore, he couldn't even speak, and with a wow, he spit out blood.

Song Yao was frightened, and went to help him, "What's the matter with you, you can't torture yourself like this when you're sad!" As soon as the words came out, she felt dazed again, why would she be so enthusiastic to a stranger she just met!
Wei Jinzhi clutched his chest, feeling pain in his heart, as if his body was going to be torn apart, he coughed uncontrollably, all he coughed up was blood.

This person must have a good relationship with He Sheng, right?Song Yao couldn't see it, and took a handkerchief to wipe his blood, but he slapped him away.

He looked thin and weak, but he was very strong. Song Yao was pushed to the ground and wanted to curse, but saw him staggering away, his figure was lonely, he bowed his waist and coughed, and overwhelmed him.

Such a coughing method will kill you sooner or later.Song Yao suddenly sympathized with him, felt that he was pitiful, and came to see the old man full of joy, but learned that the old man was dead.

Really sad.Forget it, let him go.

Song Yao patted the ashes, tidied up her dress, and went to the house.When he arrived at the house, he told Wei Lin what happened just now. Wei Lin knew the truth, and after hearing her description, he was so frightened that he immediately went to tell Wei Youguang.

Wei Youguang is in a hurry, now he is hiding things at both ends, for the sake of his benefactor and for the Dafu, but also for the sake of other people, the truth is two layers of paper, after all, one layer has been punctured, the Dafu knows, and I don't know if he will blame him If they did not do their job well, if they were to be blamed, their whole family would die without a place to bury them if they were investigated.

Suddenly recalling Hesheng's letter from a few days ago, he asked Wei Lin, "Did Hesheng say where she is now?"

Wei Lin nodded, "She has just learned Chinese characters, and she writes in lower case, but she writes well. She said she was in Wangjing, and she misses us very much."

Wei Youguang was really helpless, living in such fear every day, he had to find a way out.He cheekily confessed to Wei Lin, "You write back and tell her, let Mr. Shen help you find a solution."

Wei Lin agreed.

Wei Jinzhi returned to the place where he was staying.The Third Highness, Shen Mao, loves extravagance and extravagance. When he was in Wangjing, he tabooed the eyes and ears of saints and dared not be extravagant. Now that he has left Shengjing, he can't wait to start a decadent life.

Live in a luxury carved boat in the south of the Yangtze River, use heavy gold utensils, wear gold silk brocade that only comes out once a year, and eat the most expensive and best food in Suzhou and Hangzhou.Can't wait to throw money everywhere and enjoy it all the time.

Shen Mao was reclining on the couch, hugging the beauty, eating grapes while watching the singing and dancing in the boat, applauding from time to time.

One of Wei Jin stepped into the inner cabin, glanced inside, and continued walking, passing through the revealingly dressed singers, and stopped in front of Shen Mao.

Seeing his figure, Shen Mao panicked, why did this man come back!Hastily pushed away the beauty in his arms, opened his mouth to stop, and drove out all the singers and dancers.

As a doorman, he is not easy to come by. He is soft-spoken on weekdays, but he is unambiguous when he loses his temper.It's also hard for him to live to such an age, and it's the first time he was suppressed to death.

Wei Jinzhi took off his bamboo hat, and his voice was a little hoarse due to excessive coughing: "The Third Highness is very interested."

Shen Mao chuckled, raised his eyes to catch his flying eyes, his eyes touched the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, and said in surprise: "What's wrong with you? Sit down quickly."

He hurriedly got down from the couch, but Wei Jinzhi didn't let him help him, so he lifted his robe and sat down by himself, sneering: "Your Highness, leave me alone, think more about how to win the favor of a saint, and I will be thankful."

Whoops, this little day is very angry today.Shen Mao swallowed his saliva, thinking that when it comes to courtesy and virtuous corporals, if he is called the second, no one would dare to be the first.

Shen Mao grinned, "It doesn't matter that you are injured, why do you want to be concerned? If you die, who will help me win the throne? Count the people around me, and a hundred disciples are not worth one of you."

The great achievements he has made after bringing Wei Jinzhi back to his side are as good as Jiazhen, and all the saliva is exhausted.Wei Jinzhi listened silently, thinking about He Sheng's matter in his heart, his brows were frowned tightly, his chest felt tight, and he coughed up blood again.

Shen Mao sighed, why did he vomit blood for no reason?Could it be that he was angry?Tomorrow it will cost me nothing but the boat, and I will live in a hut!It doesn't take so much effort to coax a woman, if he can't ascend to the throne, he has to strip Wei Jin's body!

Hearing what he said, Wei Jinzhi squeezed out a few words: "Your Highness, as long as you know yourself."

Seeing him like this, Shen Mao was so angry that he was about to get angry, and shouted, "Don't cough, I will listen to you from now on, and you will be the uncle from now on, okay!"

Wei Jinzhi stroked his chest and turned his face away, his ears hurt from his loud voice, "Your Highness speaks seriously."

Shen Mao was about to die of anger, so he hurriedly called someone to call a doctor, but Wei Jinzhi refused to see a doctor, Shen Mao was furious: "If you don't obediently see a doctor, I will fire your whole family tomorrow!"

Wei Jinzhi said lightly, "What kind of leather do you have?"

"I..." Shen Mao choked, he had no real power now, and he really couldn't bring down the Wei Mansion.The saliva choked in his throat, and he bawled, "You wait for me!"

Lifting the curtain, calling out for someone, with a beautiful singer in each hand, commanded: "Go, take good care of the master on the couch."

Wei Jinzhi sneered, the white robe was stained with blood, it was shocking, and the singers didn't dare to go there.

"Your Highness is just as capable as you are. In the past, when you proclaimed yourself emperor, if your ministers made harsh remarks, you couldn't refute them. How could you treat others like this?"

Shen Mao really had no choice, "Master, Mr. Wei, you just say, you are willing to see a doctor, I will accept it!"

If he wants to seize the throne, it will take at least a year, Wei Jinzhi can't die!
Wei Jinzhi calmed down a bit, and said, "Send a few people over tonight, I'm going to dig the grave."

(End of this chapter)