Zhao Youping felt a little uneasy. He couldn't let that girl suffer the same fate as before. He wouldn't be able to explain to Fang Jingru.
"What should I do then?"
Zhao Letong, [Go find your grandfather. My father needs someone. Our family is a military commander. Don't we have any skilled guards? Are we still no match for the servants in the Marquis' Mansion?]
[Since you've gotten involved in this matter, you have to do it well. This is also a test for you.]
If I were to fear power now, my life would end here, and I would just be wasting my time in the Dali Temple.
Zhao Youping: "Of course I won't give up, don't worry, aunt."
Let's go find Dad.
Zhao Biao has already gone to the government office. He had an early court session today and did not eat at home.
Zhao Letong came to Zhao Biao's yamen again, and attracted countless enthusiastic smiles. Unfortunately, they were all old dishes and old cured meats, and each one looked more vicissitudes of life than the other.
Zhao Biao drove everyone away, and each of them scared his daughter.
She smiled brightly at Zhao Letong, her smile as beautiful as a flower. "Daughter, why are you looking for your father?"
Before Zhao Letong could say anything, someone else came to the door. It was another old acquaintance, General Zhang Zhao, her future uncle-in-law.
"Old Zhao, your little girl is here. I love her so much. We will be a family from now on. I love your little girl so much. Come and let your uncle hug her."
This means that the marriage is settled. Zhang Zhao really couldn't bear the pressure from Old Lady Zou, so he finally gave in and married Zou Jinglan.
However, he had already formed a grudge with Zhao Biao, and he had no good intentions in coming this time.
Knowing that Zhao Biao treasured his daughter the most, she wanted to annoy him and reached out to hug Zhao Letong.
Zhao Letong didn't tolerate him and slapped him in the face. "What the hell? Who told you to hold it? Your breath is so bad, did you eat shit this morning?"
Zhao Letong was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly and kept cursing in his heart.
Zhao Biao scolded her and held the child in his arms to protect her. "Get lost! Your mouth stinks like a dung bucket. Go and harm your own child. Don't hold my sweet and soft little girl."
Zhang Zhao was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to hit someone: "Zhao Biao, you are going too far. I hugged her because I respect her. This is not the way you protect your child.
She even slapped me. How did you teach your child?"
"If you slap me, you deserve a beating. If you don't come here to be a bitch, how can my daughter slap you? If you come near my daughter in the future, I will slap you."
Zhao Letong waved his little fist with a ferocious look on his face, but his cheeks were chubby and pink, so he didn't look intimidating at all, but rather looked even cuter.
Zhang Zhao was furious: "Okay, if you have the guts, you can hold her for the rest of your life."
These words were very threatening. As long as Zhao Letong was alone, this guy would dare to bully the child.
Zhao Biao had a gloomy face. What kind of person is this? He is a complete villain!
Zhao Letong was not one to suffer a loss, so he waved his hand and cast a bad luck talisman. When Zhang Zhao stepped out of the door, he accidentally fell face down.
Fortunately, he was a military general and was quite agile. He clapped his hands, flipped over and jumped up, saving his old face from falling to the ground and getting flat-faced.
Just because he lost face, Zhang Zhao angrily threw his sleeves and left quickly.
Zhao Biao cursed: "What the hell, Tongtong, let's ignore him and talk about business."
Zhao Letong seemed to be thinking about something. Zhang Zhao's face actually had a peach blossom color. It must not be his aunt Zou Jinglan, but someone else.
But with Zou Jinglan's temper, can she find another woman for him?
It's puzzling.
Seeing that she was distracted, Zhao Biao asked Zhao Youping. She used to be like this too, staring blankly for a long time. Now she was finally better, so he just thought she was having a seizure.
Zhao Youping explained the matter, and Zhao Biao was filled with righteous indignation: "How could there be such a beastly person? And he is a marquis! Oh, this court is really something! Anyone can be a marquis, whether human or ghost.
We have to help, we must help. Grandfather will send someone to help you seek justice for that poor woman."
Zhao Youping didn't expect it to go so smoothly. "Grandfather, aren't you worried about angering Prince Su's mansion? He's the emperor's uncle, a member of the royal family. What if we offend him and he makes things difficult for us?"
Zhao Biao patted his grandson's shoulder and was very pleased: "Not bad, he knows how to consider the family, he is a good boy.
But this matter has little to do with Prince Su, and Princess Yi Yang is also a victim. We are helping her to see clearly the character of her husband. This is helping her.
The man surnamed Chen was willing to murder his first wife for her before. If there is a greater benefit in the future, will he also abandon the princess?
Grandfather will take care of this, you don't have to worry, just do what you want to do, Grandfather supports you."
"Thank you, Grandfather."
Zhao Letong came back to her senses and hugged Zhao Biao and acted coquettishly: "Dad is the best. I knew I would go to the right place."
[Oh my, I didn't expect my dad to have such a strong sense of justice. He's truly my dad.]
Zhao Biao's old face was beaming with joy. He gave Zhao Youping his own token, asked the housekeeper to help him, and sent twenty good men to command him.
Zhao Youping happily left with Zhao Letong in his arms to make arrangements for protecting Fang Jingru's daughter. When Zhao Biao saw them off, he saw Zhang Zhao being carried out, moaning as if injured. "What happened? Retribution comes so quickly. It's really a relief to see."
As expected of a military general, he said whatever he wanted to say without hiding anything, and it was almost as if gloating was written on his face.
Zhang Zhao was so angry that he didn't have the energy to argue with him, his arms were covered in blood.
The onlookers gossiped to him, "General Zhang was really unlucky today. When he passed by the weapons rack, it happened to be broken, and he was hit and cut by the large golden ring knife."
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