Wei Yixiao said with tears in his eyes: "My daughter, Dad is just a warrior."
"It is thanks to your Majesty's appreciation that I have the position of general today."
"In order to repay your majesty's kindness, I will lead the troops in this expedition."
"But on the battlefield, swords and knives are merciless after all. What if Dad unfortunately dies in battle?"
"Zhang Wuji is the only one left in this world, he is your relative."
"You husband and wife should love each other and tolerate each other."
"You are only sixteen years old. Your age is your asset, but you cannot rely on your youth and beauty to do evil things."
"You are already married, and you will probably have your own children soon. When you become a mother, you will understand your father's good intentions."
Wei Xiangjun originally wanted to teach Wei Yixiao a lesson, but now she didn't know where to start.
Poor parents in the world, Wei Xiangjun suddenly recalled every little thing that happened over the years.
I am arrogant, willful and lawless, but my father has never complained about me.
At this moment, Wei Xiangjun's mind was filled with Wei Yixiao and all the kindness he had shown her over the years.
It's really not easy for him to be both a father and a mother.
After thinking for a moment, Wei Xiangjun said, "Dad, even if you are doing this for my own good, you can't force me to do such a big thing, I..."
Wei Yixiao quickly interrupted her: "My daughter, Dad swears to you that letting you marry Zhang Wuji is the last thing I will force you to do in this life."
"As long as you become Zhang Wuji's woman, I will feel relieved."
"From now on, Dad will no longer care about you."
"Today, I have brought here all the valuable things in our house."
"I have given all those things to the Queen. After all, she is the master of the harem."
"The Queen Mother has accepted our family's money, so she will definitely take good care of you in the future."
"With His Majesty as your backer and the Queen taking care of you, even if Dad dies on the battlefield, it will be a worthy death."
Wei Xiangjun didn't know how to tell Wei Yixiao that she had not yet become Zhang Wuji's woman. After Wei Yixiao's words, Wei Xiangjun didn't know where to start.
She frowned, and after a long time, she spoke again: "Dad, you are really a piece of shit."
"Those things in our house are what you have saved for your whole life."
"Don't you feel bad about giving it away so easily?"
Wei Yixiao said: "My daughter, don't you understand now?"
"Dad does all this for you."
"If Dad dies on the battlefield, what's the point of keeping those things? It's better to give them to the Queen. With these things, the Queen will be able to take better care of you in the future."
"If Dad hadn't died in battle, those things would be even more useless."
"It's just money. Dad is now a general commanding thousands of troops. What use do I have for money?"
Wei Xiangjun was completely helpless now.
She had never dared to tell Wei Yixiao that she had not consummated her marriage with Zhang Wuji. Now, her father had actually spent all his wealth to pave a way for her. At this point, she was even more afraid to tell the truth.
…
Outside the mansion, Wei Yixiao's servants had already moved the gifts into the mansion one after another.
Even if Zhao Linger wanted to stop it, she couldn't.
Although she was the queen, she still had to consider Wei Yixiao's face. For someone who gave a gift, the greatest insult to him was not to accept his gift at all.
Wei Yixiao is a general after all, so Zhao Linger has to give him this little face.
A moment later, Zhu'er also came to Zhao Linger's side. Looking at the gifts and countless gold and silver in the yard, after understanding the whole story, her first reaction was not to defend Wei Xiangjun, but to blame her father.
Zhu'er said: "My father and Wei Yixiao are brothers who have shared life and death together."
"Their status during the Ming Cult period was similar, and now, they are both generals and their status in the Ming army is also similar."
"If Wei Yixiao has so much money, I guess my damn dad also has so much money."
"This won't do. Wei Yixiao has spent all his family wealth, and my damn father will also have to pay some money."
"Otherwise, I would be very embarrassed."
After hearing this, Zhao Linger hurriedly said to Zhu'er, "Sister Zhu'er, please don't make things more complicated. The young master is about to go to war."
"Your father is the young master's right-hand man. You'd better not cause trouble for him now."
Zhu'er glanced at Zhao Linger and said, "Sister Queen, don't worry, I won't cause any trouble for Brother Wuji."
"I also know my own character. I always say the wrong things with my mouth, so I won't say anything about Wei Xiangjun's affairs now. I'm just afraid that if I say something wrong, I will cause trouble for you."
"But I still have a say in some things."
"I guess my father has accumulated some wealth over the years. He should have everything that Wei Yixiao has."
"Instead of leaving those things at home to grow hair, it's better to use them as military pay."
After thinking about this, Zhu'er took Han Zhao's hand and said, "Miss Han, come with me."
"Ever since I married Brother Wuji, I have never been back to my father. Today I will go back to see him and move all the valuable things in the house here. After converting them into cash, I will use it as military pay for the soldiers."
Seeing this, Zhao Linger hurriedly said, "Sister Zhu'er, you'd better not do this. I have just mobilized a lot of silver from Jiangnan. Today, I have already paid the soldiers' salaries."
"Don't rob your father because of this matter."
Zhu'er said: "Sister Queen, this is not called plundering. I am just doing what I can do."
"My damn father is also among the troops this time. All the honors he has today are given by my brother Wuji. For this, it doesn't matter even if he loses everything."
"What's more, what's the use of money for a general who is fighting on the battlefield? As long as he can keep his life, he can have whatever he wants in the future."
…
Looking at Zhu'er's graceful back as she left, Zhao Linger couldn't help but feel a headache.
But fortunately, we are going to set off tomorrow, so let’s deal with these trivial matters later.
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