Fast Travel Strategy: Female Supporting Counterattack Manual

Chapter 239 A generation of evil concubines (13)

On the first day after King Zhaoyang got married, Emperor Ping specially issued a decree asking him to change into regular clothes and enter the palace.

The newly married Qin Shuangshuang was worried about her husband, so she held his hand and refused to let him go. While they were pulling, Mrs. Gao caught her and scolded her heavily.

"A man's family has a man's business, but a woman's hand can't be so wide."

"Zu...Old Majesty, where there are ministers who are called into the palace as soon as they get married, I really feel uneasy physically and mentally." Qin Shuangshuang realized that she had slipped her words and hurriedly changed her words.But she really felt uneasy.

Although he got married, King Zhaoyang chose to live in Chaoyang Palace because he only had one relative, the old lady. Therefore, Qin Shuangshuang's residence did not change at all, but he moved from his boudoir to his husband's courtyard.It's just that Qin Shuangshuang's identity has changed drastically.From the grandson's adopted granddaughter to the grandson's daughter-in-law.

"I'll come back as soon as I go, don't worry." King Zhaoyang patted the back of his wife's hand lightly to ease her emotions.Qin Shuangshuang glanced at the old matriarch with lowered eyebrows, and nodded slightly, as a response.

Dayang Palace.

"Weizhao, you've finally arrived." Seeing King Zhaoyang, Emperor Ping immediately asked Cai Gonggong to bring up the gift he had prepared, with a happy smile, "Guess what it is first?".

Eunuch Cai put down the gift, knowing that he had nothing to do here, so he hurriedly backed out.

King Zhaoyang carefully looked at the thing covered with red silk, and visually estimated that there was a person as tall as a person, but not like a person, and his brows were slightly frowned, "I have carefully identified it for a long time, but I can't guess it. Out."

"Take a closer look." Emperor Ping walked up to him, trying to recall his memory, "Think about what you wanted most when you were a child?"

"When I was a child... When I was a child..." King Zhaoyang raised his eyebrows, suddenly realized, pointed at the half-human tall thing and said, "Could it be...a golden silk soft armor..."

Because it was hard for him to imagine that his wish as a child could come true, he was a little stunned for a while.

"See if it suits you." Emperor Ping lifted the red silk, and King Zhaoyang's eyes lit up. It really was something he had been thinking about for many years, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch it.

"It's all made according to your size." Emperor Ping laughed because of his childish behavior, but he also remembered all the joy in his eyes in his heart.

"It's hard for the emperor to remember." King Zhaoyang's voice was choked up, and there were tears in his eyes.It is indeed very touching to make the eight-foot man almost cry.

"Brother Huang always remembers." Emperor Ping lightly punched him in the heart, but fragments of his childhood memories flashed involuntarily in his eyes.

"Do you admit that you stole the cakes? If you admit it, you don't have to be punished." The round and jade-like woman was lying on the wicker chair covered with fox fur and eating the grapes peeled by the palace servants, but the grape seeds He spat on the two boys in front of him.

"Don't admit it, it's not something we did, we absolutely don't admit it." The older boy looked firm and clenched his fists tightly.

"Yes, Brother Shengping is right. We don't admit to things we haven't done." The younger boy answered immediately.

"Think about it, if you don't admit it today, the board won't have eyes." The woman bent down to look at them, the armor on her hand was long and sharp, brushing gently over their faces, like It is the tail sting of the poisonous bee that generally makes people tremble with fear.

"If we didn't steal food, we didn't steal food." The older boy boldly stood in front of the younger child.

"Then hit it. Don't see blood." The woman grabbed her dress and helped the golden step shaker on her head. The ending sound was light and floating, as if it was a very common thing.

It was when he was eight years old and Wei Zhao was six years old. They were suspected of stealing Mrs. Fuyao's cakes because they were missing. Their father, because he loved Mrs. Fuyao too much, took their excuses as sophistry, and let the palace people treat them as sophistry. They grabbed it and hit the board.

The board was thin and long, and the palace servants who performed it were veterans, once they got off the board, their muscles and bones became loose, but there was no trace of marks on their flesh.

Because Mrs. Fuyao cried in front of their father, they were forbidden to take medicine, so they took more than two months to recover from this injury.

During the two months of recuperation, in order to ease the pain, they often chatted.

King Zhaoyang touched the gold and silver threads on the soft armor with great care, and couldn't help but think of his childhood.

Obviously they didn't steal Mrs. Fuyao's cakes but they were wronged and beaten, and because of Mrs. Fuyao's sake, they were banned from taking drugs by their father, but Mrs. Fuyao showed mercy at this time and let the two of them live together to recuperate. .

"Brother Shengping, it hurts so much." The younger boy gently touched his buttocks, and the pain was excruciating after just one touch.

"Think of something happy, it won't hurt in a while." The older boy held his hand and told him not to move.

"I can't think of anything happy." The young boy pouted and thought for a while, feeling a little frustrated.

"Think about it carefully, for example, what can make you not hurt. Or imagine that you don't hurt. Slowly you won't hurt. That's how I am." The older boy's eyes were gentle, as if he had A lot of patience.

"I... just feel the pain, it hurts, it hurts..." The young boy's eyelashes lightly fluttered, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

"Wei Zhao, do you believe brother Shengping?" The boy who called himself Shengping straightened his hand and wiped the tears from his eyelashes.

Wei Zhao replied with a half sob, "Of course Wei Zhao believes in Brother Shengping."

"I once read a book, and it said that there is such a magical thing in the world called golden silk soft armor. It is woven with gold and silver as silk threads, and it has gone through a lot of complicated processes in the middle, and finally it is made The shape of the clothes, as long as people wear them, they will not be afraid of swords, hidden weapons, or anything."

The "golden silk soft armor" that Shengping said attracted Wei Zhao, and Wei Zhao looked longingly: "Isn't that not afraid of the board?"

Shengping seemed to think his words were ridiculous, and nodded emphatically, "Of course, I'm not afraid of swords and hidden weapons, what are these boards afraid of?"

"Then after I have the golden silk soft armor, I will become a majestic general, defending my family and the country." Wei Zhao patted his chest heavily, and then had to change his position and lie down because of the pain.

"Okay, Wei Zhao is a majestic general, I will be the strongest backing behind Wei Zhao and make Wei Zhao famous all over the world." Shengping patted his head gently and lovingly.

(End of this chapter)