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Chapter 253 Falling from the Horse
Having spent his life on the battlefield, how could Tang Zheng not have experienced a horse going berserk? He immediately gripped the reins and squeezed the horse's belly tightly with his legs.

Unexpectedly, the horse not only did not stop its restlessness, but instead neighed and struggled even more violently, and Tang Zheng was almost thrown off the horse.

"Father!" Tang Zhao rushed over, seemingly flustered and clumsy, and stood firmly in front of Gu Ci, preventing Gu Ci from helping him.

"Father!" Tang Zhao cried out, "Your daughter is here to save you!"

Tang Zhao, still on horseback, reached for the reins, but the horse became even more frantic because of his action.

"Get out of the way!" Tang Zheng had lost control and was determined to kill the horse.

"How can a daughter let her father subdue this mad horse alone?" Tang Zhao said, taking out a bottle of Softening Powder from her bosom, and uncapping it. "Father, use the Softening Powder to knock the horse down."

This horse had followed Tang Zheng in his campaigns for many years and was extremely intelligent. Tang Zheng was reluctant to kill it, so he accepted Tang Zhao's suggestion and reached out to Tang Zhao.

Just as Tang Zhao was about to hand the bone-softening powder to Tang Zheng, the horse beneath him seemed to be startled by Tang Zheng's horse and suddenly reared up and neighed.

Tang Zhao was pulled along by the horse, and with a flick of his hand, the soft bone powder in the bottle was all sprayed onto Tang Zheng, who was very close to him.

Upon seeing this, Tang Zheng immediately held his breath, but it was to no avail. A moment later, he felt weak and powerless all over, and could no longer control the horse. The horse reared up, and his body fell to the ground with a thud due to gravity.

"Father!" Tang Zhao cried out in anguish.

The horse, which had also been poisoned with the liniment, gradually lost its strength and lay on the ground panting.

"Father, Father, how are you?" Tang Zhao jumped off her horse and threw herself on Tang Zheng, wailing loudly. "It's all my fault! I'm so sorry! Not only did I not help you, Father, but I also caused you to fall off your horse. I regret it so much!"

Tang Zheng was in excruciating pain in his lower back and was unable to move at all while lying on the ground. He could only manage to suppress his cries of pain by enduring the pain. Tang Zhao's cries pierced his ears like demonic sounds, making his back injury feel even more painful.

"Zhao Zhao, don't cry. Take your father-in-law to the clinic first," Gu Ci couldn't bear to watch and quickly reminded Tang Zhao not to go too far.

Tang Zhao knew when to stop, obediently got up and watched as Gu Ci instructed the guards to bring a stretcher, then jogged to take Tang Zheng to the clinic.

King Xuan was amazed by what he saw.

It was decisive and efficient, yet left people with unspeakable suffering; Zhao Zhao's methods were truly brilliant.

Tang Zhao's face was filled with grief, but his tone was gloating: "I think I just heard the sound of bones breaking."

"In this way, my father will have to stay in bed for at least three months to recover. It's really pitiful."

King Xuan gave Tang Zhao an approving look and then advised, "When the Duke of Wei is recuperating, you should visit him less often," lest you upset him and cause him further harm.

“How can that be? Father is sick in bed, and as a daughter, I should naturally serve him at his bedside to fulfill my filial duty,” Tang Zhao refused resolutely. “In the past, Father was not by my side, but now that we have finally reunited, how can I let this opportunity pass me by?”

She's not Tang if she doesn't kill Tang Zheng!
"Alright, you can decide what to do," King Xuan compromised. "If anything goes wrong, tell your father immediately."

"Yes!" Tang Zhao replied crisply!
Inside Renxintang, Dr. Zhong held a scalpel, seemingly wanting to slit Tang Zheng's throat with one stroke.

It was this heartless, ungrateful wretch who ruined General Song and the Song family!
Doctor Pei gestured for him to calm down with his eyes, "Now is not the time to turn against each other."

However, it can make Tang Zheng suffer more physical pain.

Doctor Pei quickly straightened Tang Zheng's broken bones, but for the fractured lumbar vertebrae, he could only rest and drink bone-healing medicine to accelerate bone growth.

Without batting an eye, Dr. Pei added a whole pound of Coptis chinensis and a pound of gall to the medicine. The resulting broth smelled unbearably foul.

Tang Zheng, though his face contorted in pain from the bitter taste, gritted his teeth and drank it all in one gulp.

Without changing his expression, Doctor Pei refilled his bowl with another large bowl.

After three bowls, Tang Zheng could no longer drink, and only then did Doctor Pei reluctantly let him go.

"Go and arrange the best ward for the Duke of Wei," Doctor Pei said to the child. "The Duke of Wei is a great hero of our Great Yu. You must take care of him personally during this period."

The boy quickly agreed, "Then who will brew the medicine?" Doctor Pei, selfless as ever, replied, "I will brew it myself!"

Tang Zheng was sent to a private luxury ward in the backyard of Renxintang to recuperate.

After all that commotion, Tang Zheng was exhausted, but the pain in his lower back made it hard for him to fall asleep.

Helpless, he could only mentally replay the incident of his fall from the horse.

Was Tang Zhao doing this on purpose?

The answer is yes, Tang Zheng had no doubt that Tang Zhao hated and loathed him.

She was exiled to the village for ten years because he took a woman from the Song family as a concubine.

Besides this, did Tang Zhao know anything else?

For example, the death of Song Shi, and the truth behind the fall of Wuwei City?

No, they wouldn't know. He did it so discreetly that even a shrewd old general like General Song didn't know, let alone a woman like Tang Zhao.
Most importantly, if Tang Zhao finds out, she will definitely kill him!

As Tang Zheng was thinking, sleepiness slowly crept in, and he was about to drift off to sleep when he was startled awake by a shrill scream.

"Father! Where is my father! Where is my poor and respectable father?"

After a series of hurried footsteps, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Tang Zhao, looking miserable, stood in the doorway. She burst into tears and knelt down in front of Tang Zheng's bed with a thud.

"Father! Father! Ahhhhhh!"

"My poor father!"

"It's all because the daughter is unfilial that her father has suffered such a disaster!"

"I have failed my father!"

Hearing the noise, patients in other rooms asked curiously, "Who died next door? The daughter is crying so bitterly, she's so filial."

Lying on the bed, Tang Zheng's head throbbed from Tang Zhao's loud crying. "I'm fine, Zhao Zhao, don't be like this."

The way he cried, people who didn't know the situation would think he was dead!

“How come Father is alright? I heard from the doctor that Father’s back injury is very serious. He can’t get out of bed for three months, otherwise he could easily be left with a disability.”

"At best, you won't be able to carry heavy objects anymore; at worst, you'll be paralyzed and bedridden, needing someone to take care of you for everything, from eating and drinking to using the toilet. What if you accidentally soil the bed?"

Tang Zheng was speechless. "How could a girl like you say something like that?"

What rudeness!
However, Tang Zhao's words reminded him.

He had originally planned to rest for a while before going to the Northwest Army to check on the new weapons, but now it seems that's not going to happen.

Although he brought his men, they could do nothing if King Xuan insisted on refusing.

Tang Zheng sighed. It seemed he had to send a message back to the capital immediately, asking His Majesty to reassign officials.

Thinking this, Tang Zheng asked, "Where are my men?"

"They failed to protect their father properly, so their daughter had them flogged fifty times and sent to the estate!"

Tang Zheng felt a tightness in his chest. "Fifty strokes?"

"Yes," Tang Zhao nodded, "If it weren't for the need to escort my father back to the capital, I would have had them all beaten to death!"

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