Xia Chu turned around and raised his hand to make a silent gesture to everyone to prevent them from disturbing Guo Weidong.
"Who is your mother?" Xia Chu continued to ask softly.
Guo Weidong looked like he couldn't bear to remember, and after a moment he frowned and said, "A brothel girl."
"What's your father's name?"
"Shi Fuqiu."
It turned out to be General Shi, and everyone exhaled the long breath.
"Why did you join the Zhao family army instead of joining your father's Shi family army?"
"Shi Fuqiu arranged it."
"Are you arranging for you to collaborate with the enemy and betray the country?"
"No, he just arranged for me to lurk in the Zhao family army."
Xia Chu frowned when he heard this and continued to ask: "Then why do you have Empress Li's handwriting and communicate with people in the Hu army using Nighthawk?"
"Because she promised me. Even if Shi Fuqiu doesn't want to recognize me, she still recognizes me as her nephew. As long as I accomplish this for her, she will give me a bright future that is not inferior to Shi Fuqiu's. .”
"You believe this too?"
"She has helped me become a major general."
"How did she help you?"
"Years ago, she sent someone to deliver a message from a general in the Hu Army. At the end of the year, the Hu Army feigned attacks several times, and I achieved some military merits. At the beginning of the year, I received the title."
The breathing sounds behind Xia Chu became heavier. It turned out that this was how Guo Weidong's victory came.
"Are there any letters left?" This is the key, Xia Chu asked softly.
"No, it's all burned."
Xia Chu tutted, what a pity.
Then he asked: "What will she tell you to do after the New Year?"
"Let me do some tricks inside Zhao Jiajun. Hu Jun sent some powder, saying it is non-toxic and cannot be detected. Mixing it into flour and consuming it for a long time will only make people weak."
Xia Chu already knew about the powder, so he asked directly: "What tricks did you do?"
"When Deng Qizhong was patrolling the mountain, he was given poisonous fruit to eat, and he was pushed down the mountain while he was unconscious. It was absolutely foolproof, but who knew that he woke up from the pain when he fell, grabbed a branch, and did not fall to death. Originally mixed Even if he didn't fall off the cliff and die after being exposed to the two toxins, he would still be poisoned and die. The doctors in the army were helpless, and who knew there was a new doctor?"
When Guo Weidong said this, even though his consciousness was blurred, a haze appeared on his instinctive face.
Only then did Xia Chu suddenly realize why Guo Weidong had so angrily insisted on making him kneel down and pay homage on the day of the competition.
"Did you poison Deng Qizhong for the formation in the mountain?" Guo Weidong couldn't have poisoned Deng Qizhong for no reason. No wonder the mountain behind would be filled with Hu troops in an instant.
"Yes, after he fell unconscious, I arranged for someone to take his place, re-arranged the formation and gave it to Hu Jun."
Hearing this, Zhao Xingwu couldn't help but wanted to go up and beat him, but was held down by Zhao Shuangquan and Zhao Xingwen.
"Did you do anything else?" Xia Chu asked, holding back his anger.
"Deliberately provoking Yan Jianghong to compete with me. He could have died seamlessly in the martial arts arena, but it was the sword again!" Guo Weidong's unfocused eyes were filled with resentment.
Xiao Mubai's gaze shifted from Guo Weidong's body to Xia Chu's profile.
It turns out that before what Zhao Shuangquan said was discovered, Xia Chu beat Guo Weidong, presumably because of this Yan Jianghong.
Xiao Mubai recalled again the neat and eager scene when he led Xia Chu into the city gate on horseback, and the 200,000 Zhao soldiers cheered happily for Doctor Yi.
He is not old and has many friends.
"Why Yanjiang Hong?" Xia Chu continued to ask.
"He is the riding and archery instructor and is also responsible for managing bows and arrows."
So it turned out that the generals of the Zhao family suddenly realized that no wonder when they were defending the city, the bows and arrows brought from the warehouse broke as soon as they were pulled, and all the arrows cracked.
"Although Yan Jianghong was not killed by the horse's hooves, you sent someone to tamper with the bow and arrow while he was in bed."
"yes."
At this time, even Zhao Shuang couldn't bear it anymore and was stared back by General Zhao.
General Zhao was also suppressing his anger in his heart. Fortunately, Xia Chu gave him a discount, otherwise he would not know how many things he would have done behind his back.
"Does Shi Fuqiu really know nothing?"
"Li Fei once mentioned it to him, but he contacted me privately after he rejected her."
"In order to become a successful person, can you do anything such as betraying your country and seeking glory?"
Guo Weidong was stunned for a while, and then he slowly and sadly whispered: "I don't want to be successful, I just don't want to be called the son of a prostitute anymore."
Xia Chu looked at Guo Weidong's sad face, and the resentment in his heart disappeared a little bit.
He must have lived a very miserable life since he was a child.
However, this does not mean that two hundred thousand Zhao Jiajun will be buried with him for his pain!
Xia Chu stood up and walked towards General Zhao and said, "Let's go back to your tent first and discuss it later."
Old General Zhao nodded and walked out of the tent. Zhao Shuangquan summoned soldiers and ordered them to guard them closely, and he also followed.
Guo Weidong, who was lying on the bed, didn't know that he had unknowingly revealed a secret that had been weighing on his heart for twenty years.
As the son of Shi Fuqiu, he should have been blessed with glory.
However, just because her mother was a lowly brothel girl, she was killed by her father.
He was Shi Fuqiu's biological son, but his father changed his surname and threw him into another military family.
He was resentful because his mother thought she would be rich and powerful after giving birth to him.
Ah.
Little did he know.
His origin was a disaster for both mother and son.
No one can escape death.
Sooner or later.
Guo Weidong's consciousness was still unclear, as if he had had a long nightmare.
In the dream, he was just a child, learning to speak.
His mother hugged him and daydreamed happily every day, and said to him: "You are Shi Fuqiu's son. When you grow up, I will take you to see General Shi."
When he can toddle, he wants to play with the children around him.
But every time he left the yard, he was covered in mud.
Those cute-looking friends yelled at him in disgust, saying that he was the son of that prostitute.
When it was time for him to enter school at the age of seven or eight, his mother really took him to Shi Mansion.
The servants of the mansion arranged for them to wait in a room.
After a while, an old nun came and led my mother to another room.
He was alone and scared, so he followed behind secretly, but he saw his mother strangled to death by the so-called father's own hands through the crack of the window.
His mother's peripheral vision glanced at him outside the window, pointing her fingers in his direction and struggling. He was so frightened that he ran back and stayed in the house, not daring to cry or scream.
After a while, the man named Shi Fuqiu came in. Looking at him, he indifferently told him that his surname was not allowed to be Shi and that he would change his surname to Guo from now on.
The so-called father didn't even ask his name, so he was sent to someone else's home for foster care.
So he swore in his heart.
You must stand out, even if you don't become Shi Fuqiu's son.
You also need to have a brand new identity to stand in front of him.
Let no one dare to laugh at him.
The son of a prostitute.
Guo Weidong finally closed his eyes.
I don't know if he is awake at the moment.
His expression was calm.
The corner of the eye, however.
A tear was shed.
(End of chapter)