The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 383 Whispering in someone's ear

From that night on, Wei Zhao became even busier.

Yu Tingwan rarely saw anyone.

However, she was also busy showing off her books.

He took off the hairpin and gently turned the pages of the nearly dried book with the tip. He also learned repair techniques from Granny Ru.

They were all delicate tasks, but fortunately she was patient.

Over time, I've become quite adept at it.

Time passed quickly, until the day the Zhou family was executed.

The execution ground was set up in a prominent location in the capital, with easy access in all directions, and was conducted in public to serve as a warning.

Before noon, a large crowd of people had already gathered around.

"Why hasn't it started yet?"

A woman said coldly, "The executioner is sharpening his knife on the side, it's shiny and incredibly sharp. If you ask me, he should use a rusty knife. It's no fun if they die in one stroke. It's better to make several cuts so that their heads are still halfway attached to their necks, but they can't die in time."

"Wow, you're so ruthless."

"Me, poisonous? My daughter was dragged away and abused by Zhou Xuan years ago, and she hanged herself because she couldn't bear the humiliation! My husband sought justice, but he's gone too."

"I wish I could personally send those people to hell!"

"Shut up!"

A cold snort was heard.

Everyone turned to look back and saw the Ninth Princess with a cold face, who had arrived at some unknown time.

This……

Everyone quickly moved aside.

This is not someone you should mess with.

Although the Ninth Princess was born to the Empress, and now that the Empress has been deposed and her maternal uncle's family is about to become ghosts, she is still the Emperor's daughter.

Ying Changyi strode forward and stared intently at the coarse woman.

"Guards! Drag this insolent madwoman away!"

The woman, dressed in patched clothes, laughed sadly upon hearing this, showing no sign of panic or begging for mercy.

"come."

"Kill me, please."

She even moved forward.

"The princess also has half Zhou family blood in her veins. What does it matter if she treats human life like dirt? If you have the guts, then deal with me right here!"

"Pooh!"

"They're just relying on the power of the royal family!"

Ying Changyi's eyes were bloodshot, and his hands trembled with anger.

How dare someone so lowly treat her like this!

She was of noble birth, yet in just a few days she fell from grace.

Her father refused to see her, and the princesses in the palace who had once fawned over her were now laughing at her behind her back.

She screamed, "Guards! Kill her! Kill her!"

But the palace servants behind him kept their eyes down, seemingly oblivious to what they had heard.

"The Grand Tutor has arrived."

No one knows who in the crowd shouted it.

On the east side, Gu Fuju, with sharp eyes and a composed demeanor, dressed in a crane-patterned court robe, his brows revealing profound wisdom and the experience gained from years of holding a high position, walked at the forefront, leading a large group of civil officials behind him.

"Hey, look over there, General Wei is here too."

On the west side, Wei Zhao, in a wheelchair, was being pushed over by the Marquis of Zhongyong. Behind him were a long procession of military officers.

Despite being the heads of the civil and military officials respectively, their ranks included not only those loyal to them, but also those of the Second Prince, the Emperor, the Fifth Prince, and those who had previously curryed favor with the Crown Prince's faction.

As long as there is no conflict of interest, Wei Zhao and Gu Fuju's positions are unshakeable.

Unlike civil officials, military officers were less bound by rules and continued to chat with each other along the way.

Wei Zhao then heard someone behind him speaking very loudly.

"Years ago, the Zhou family wanted to promote me and even wanted to marry me off to a concubine's daughter."

"At the time, I thought I had gotten a great deal, but that Miss Zhou thought my mother was blind. How could I marry her? If my mother hadn't ruined her eyes by embroidering day and night to support my martial arts training, how could I be so ungrateful as to abandon my mother and send her back to her hometown for a woman who is not respectable? That's not something a human being would do! Fortunately, I didn't agree."

Otherwise, he would be dead too.

“Return to it.”

Wei Zhao heard the Marquis of Zhongyong calling him. The Marquis of Zhongyong said worriedly, "You look even weaker than last time."

His face was deathly pale.

Wei Zhao:......

Before he came out, Yu Tingwan had applied a layer of powder to his face.

Marquis Zhongyong: "The evil aura here is heavy; I don't know if it will offend you."

Xiao Huaiyan smiled. He had no official position and was just a playboy, but he was on the list and had no choice but to come.

"Father, don't worry."

"The Duke of Shun's mansion has held funeral banquets for him before, so they have experience."

“As long as he kicks his legs, the white silk and white lanterns that were hung up earlier can be taken out and reused.”

Before he could speak again, he saw that the Marquis of Zhongyong's eyes were filled with anger, as if he could slap him in front of everyone if he opened his mouth to say anything unlucky.

Xiao Huaiyan shut up.

Wei Zhao said softly, "That..."

Marquis Zhongyong hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Wei Zhao said listlessly, "I'm so angry."

He spoke slowly: "Maybe I could have lived for five years, but suddenly it's been shortened to one year."

Xiao Huaiyan: ...

I don't know who they learned it from, but they're so shameless.

Just as he was about to speak, he was slapped hard on the back by the Marquis of Zhongyong.

"You bastard!"

Wei Zhao: "That..."

Wei Zhao asked Xiao Huaiyan, "Does it hurt?"

You deserve it.

Marquis Zhongyong scolded Xiao Huaiyan: "Look at you, all you do is make sarcastic remarks. And look at Guizhi! Even though you've angered him so much, he still doesn't forget to care about you!"

How can there be such a huge difference between people!

Xiao Huaiyan: ...

OK OK.

I deserve it!
Civil and military officials met at the crossroads.

Whether they had a grudge or not, some clasped their fists together, while others bowed.

Except for two people.

Gu Fuju and Wei Zhao.

One of them has a very strong presence when standing.

Even sitting down, he exudes an aura that is in no way inferior.

Gu Fuju withdrew his gaze from Wei Zhao and headed towards the execution ground. He walked unhurriedly, each step steady and powerful. Even in his old age, the spirit of a scholar was fully displayed in him.

As he approached, Chao Yingchangyi slightly bowed, feigning ignorance: "Why is the princess here?"

He Xuran, standing beside him, said, "Grand Tutor, you don't know. It was His Majesty who decided on the spur of the moment to have the princess come and attend the ceremony."

He doesn't call his brother-in-law on important occasions.

That's a tactful way of putting it.

It was clearly Ying Changyi who pleaded for the Zhou family, which displeased Emperor Ying Qian.

It's clear that she wasn't asked to come and cause trouble.

Does she still think the Zhou family is so prestigious, and that her mother is the Empress? Ying Changyi is no longer as noble as she used to be.

Gu Fuju nodded in understanding: "It is only natural for the aggrieved parties to have grievances. The princess should also understand their pain of losing their loved ones."

"The Zhou family has committed countless sins. Since we have come to see them off on their final journey, Princess, please do not make the same mistake."

He smiled, seemingly unusually gentle: "Princess, you are a young lady, so you'd better stand far away when the execution is carried out, lest you get blood on your hands and have nightmares about it."

While he was speaking, Chi Yu took the place of the Marquis of Zhongyong and pushed Wei Zhao directly past the two of them to the viewing platform.

Just as Gu Fuju was about to go over, someone approached.

"what's up?"

Marquis Zhongyong: "You and Guizhi are complete strangers, not at all like father-in-law and son-in-law. How come you're not as close as I am to him?"

Gu Fuju didn't want to talk to him.

Marquis Zhongyong smiled and said, "You're already this old. Why not humble yourself, be nice to him, and make him happy? He can whisper sweet nothings in your ear, and maybe by evening the child will soften and call you 'Father'."