My Wife Is A Village Tyrant

"Miss Zhang, are you better? Listen to my ninth uncle. You're leaving tomorrow. You're tired from the traffic. Will your injury be in the way

The day before he left, Gu Heng finally found a chance to spend time alone with Zhang Qiao.

Gu Qian had a tight eye and a tight defense.

After Zhang Qiao has lived in the governor's mansion for so many days, Gu Heng has never had a chance to be alone with Zhang Qiao. For some questions, it's not convenient for him to ask Gu Qian. Shi Xiu and Shi Song certainly won't say either. He can only ask Zhang Qiao.

"No problem! I'm almost fine. I'm a country girl with thick skin and rough flesh. It's no big deal to have a little skin injury. " Zhang Qiao got up and waved her hand.

Gu Heng raised his hand, "Miss Zhang, please sit down."

"What's the matter with Mr. Gu?"

"Well, oh, it's no big deal. I just want to ask you a few questions." Gu Heng nodded and shook his head. Seeing Zhang Qiao sitting down, he sat down.

Zhang Qiao picked up the teapot on the stone table, poured two cups of tea, handed one to Gu Heng, raised her glass and said, "thanks for your acceptance and care these days. I'll take tea instead of wine. Thank you."

Gu Heng also raised his glass, "Miss Zhang, you're welcome. You are Shijin's younger martial sister and have a good relationship with my ninth uncle. We should be friends, right

“……” Zhang Qiao is silent.

Gu Heng added: "last time I was in a teahouse, Miss Zhang and I met at first sight. We all like poetry. I'm friends in my heart. Where does Miss Zhang live? "

Zhang Qiao drinks tea with her head down.

Gu Heng is a little uncertain. He's afraid that Zhang Qiao won't tell him. He's also afraid that when Gu Qian knows, he thinks he's going to find out where he's staying. Gu Qian's whereabouts have always been a mystery. It sounds that he should live in Zhang Qiao's hometown.

If Uncle Jiu misunderstands, he should also be angry.

Zhang Qiao put down her cup and said, "Mr. Gu, I'm afraid I can't tell you that. It's not that I'm stingy, it's that your ninth uncle won't let me say. "

Let Gu Qian back the pot, Zhang Qiao is at ease.

"I just asked about the girl's hometown."

"It's the same." Zhang Qiao said with a smile, "does Mr. Gu have any questions?"

Gu Heng nodded, "Wei Yan is in prison. Jiu Shu tried it several times in person, but he didn't spit out any useful clues. Just now the people below reported that Wei Yan wanted to see the girl. "

"I'll see him!" Zhang Qiao gets up.

Gu Heng also got up, "I'll take Miss Zhang."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome!"

On the way, Gu Heng thought of leaving tomorrow. He didn't know when to meet or never to meet again, so he asked his own puzzlement, "Miss Zhang, Gu asked, have I ever met a girl? Did you mean you were rude to me or a girl before last time? With all due respect, I always feel that girls are polite to me. In fact, there's something annoying about it. "

Smell speech, Zhang Qiao dry smile a few, "Gu adult thought partial, all have no!"

"None?"

"Well, it's the first time we met in a teahouse. I don't hate Mr. Gu either, but I'm not familiar with each other. I'm a relative insider, so it's hard to get along with each other. I didn't expect this to be misunderstood by Mr. Gu. I'm so sorry. "

Zhang thought he was very reserved. I didn't expect that Gu Heng would notice.

Gu Heng certainly knew that Zhang Qiao's words were not true, but it was not convenient for him to ask further. Obviously, if he asked again, it was the same answer.

"Here we are, Miss Zhang."

Gu Heng side open body, Zhang Qiao saw the prison was framed on the cross pile, clothes ragged, a blood Wei Yan. She sarcastically Gougou lips, "your interrogation technique, is really not very kind ah."

"Little ah Qiao?" In prison, Wei Yan looked up and saw that his hair was scattered, and there were several blood holes on his handsome white face.

"How can you look like a gentleman with a jade face now?" Zhang Qiao tut tut a few, "before you come here, I have reminded you to answer truthfully. Look at you now

Wei Yan listen, low smile.

"If you don't believe me, what can I do. Little ah Qiao, that man is old, fierce and cold. Are you sure you want him to be your man

Gu Heng couldn't help looking at Zhang Qiao.

What kind of relationship does she have with Uncle Jiu? So in the cliff mountain they can tacit understanding of the use of double sword, she can be desperate to block concealed weapons for uncle nine?

"I said, he's my man? Wei Yan, you live up to your name. People are terrible. Don't you understand? You don't understand why it comes from the mouth? "

Zhang Qiao hummed in her heart. As long as the other person's surname is Gu, it's not her lover. Among the Hundred Surnames, Gu is the only one she hates most.

"Yes or no, it's hard to answer?" Wei Yan asked stubbornly.

Zhang Qiao sneered and raised her chin. "It's not very difficult, but I don't have to answer you. Who are you to me? Why should I tell you something so personal? At the end of the day, there's only a holiday between you. ""Is that recognition?"

Zhang Qiao endured for a long time, listening to Wei Yan has been distorting her meaning, and because the person she hates most is around, she can't control her mood for a moment.

"Admit it! Of all the Hundred Surnames, any one is OK, but Gu can't. Wei Yan, you do it yourself. You die here, but no one will collect your body for you. "

With that, she turned and left.

Gu Heng didn't follow, but watched her leave thoughtfully.

At this time, he felt Zhang Qiao's dislike more clearly. Perhaps, hate is light, should be resentment. It's just, who does she mean by Gu?

Himself or uncle Jiu?

"Ha ha ha!" Wei Yan laughed, "no one with Gu's surname can do it, ha ha! Does it make sense for your uncle and nephew to do so much for her? "

Gu Heng glanced at him and waved, "come on! Continue the execution until he speaks the truth. "

"Yes, my Lord."

Gu Heng turns to leave, Wei Yan shouts in the prison: "Gu, you let me out. I really don't know that you will regret what you have done to me one day. "

Gu Heng's head didn't return either. Soon, the sound of Shangxing and Wei Yan's pain came from behind.

……

In the middle of the moon, Zhang Qiao yawns and helps Gu Qian study ink. After yawning, a pair of eyes are moist and bright, blood is obvious.

She brazenly gouged out Gu Qian and thought, "it's really a wolf with a big tail. She doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, but she is detained here as a slave."

Gu Qian just can't hear the yawn, can't see her rich expression, bow head has been writing memorials. I sent out a memorial the day before yesterday, but what I wrote tonight is the key.

Zhang Qiaoli was beside him. She could see the words clearly on the memorial. It turned out that he didn't recommend Gu Heng to be transferred back to the capital, but why?

Isn't Gu Heng's promotion good for his family?

"The sandalwood is burnt out. I'll add it."

"Well."

Zhang Qiao went to add sandalwood. Through the curling smoke, she secretly counted, one, two, three Ten Gu Qian put down his pen and lay on the table.