Jinghong Building

Chapter 111 A human head

Cai Jie's eyes narrowed slightly: "My son is dead, and Yingniang still wants to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name to avoid leisure? Dreaming!"

He knew Ying Niang’s secret, and he was the only one in this world who knew this secret.

Huang didn't know Yingniang's secret. Her idea was very simple. The little beast she hated the most was dead. She wanted the old beast to die with her.

As long as this old beast dies, Cai will be her son's world.

She has three legitimate sons, but together, the weight in Cai Jie's heart is not as good as that of Cai Fanying, the concubine son.

In the past, Huang only hoped that Cai Fanying would kill herself one day, but now she felt that if even Cai Jie died, that would be a real good day.

She wants to be a widow!

Therefore, in the next few days, Huang family reminded Cai Jie all the time that his Fanying was dead. There were flowers, grass, gold and silver in this world, but he just didn't have his favorite son.

A white-haired man gives a black-haired man, Cai Jie, you are the most pitiful father in the world.

So on the next dark and windy night, Cai Jie sat up from the bed.

"Prepare your horse and go to Jinyang!"

Huang failed to make Cai Jie angry to the point of suffering from a stroke, or to death, but asked Cai Jie to go to Jinyang to find Yingniang.

Tonight, Wu Dongming was lying on the bed toss and turns and couldn't sleep, so he simply sat up.

Since the third prince of Wu died at Cai Fanying's hands, Mrs. Wu has been ill.

Wu Dongming had two concubines, who used to stay in the concubine's house, but since Mrs. Wu fell ill, Wu Dongming never entered the concubine's yard again.

Mrs. Wu blamed him for not avenging his son and not allowing him to enter his house. Therefore, these days, as long as Wu Dongming came back from the military camp, he would live in the study.

Wu Dongming sat for a while and simply walked out of the study room. The night was as cool as water. He walked around the house and felt tired, so he returned to the study room.

As soon as he entered the door, Wu Dongming saw the man sleeping on the Taishi chair.

The man was facing up, his legs were placed on the desk, and at his feet, there was a head!

It is conceivable that even a general like Wu Dongming who killed people without blinking was so scared that he almost made a sound.

But he quickly calmed down and looked at the guards outside the study. He shook his head. This was his home, his study, and his guard was at the door, but this man still came in and called here. Sleep loudly.

Wu Dongming coughed dryly, and the person on the Grand Master's chair opened his eyes. He looked at Wu Dongming sleepily: "Are you back?"

Wu Dongming: "This seems to be my study."

The man stretched his waist, pulled back his legs on the desk, sat up straight, and yawned again.

Wu Dongming: "Are you sleepy?"

The man wanted to speak, but before he could say anything, he yawned again, so he pointed to the head: "Let's see if you know me?"

Wu Dongming's heart sank. He quickly stepped forward but did not reach for the head. He had heard from the story book that someone hid explosives in the head, and it exploded as soon as he touched his hand and was crushed to pieces.

Seeing him hesitating, the man said, "You have read too many books. There is really explosives. Wouldn't I also want to blow it to death together? I'm here to give you a head, but not a head for me."

Wu Dongming was told through, a little embarrassed, but he still didn't touch the head with his hands. There was no explosives, but there was still poison. What if it was poisoned?

It’s not that Wu Dongming is timid, but that in the middle of the night, someone suddenly came to you with someone with his head. You said, “How can you not think too much?

The man was helpless, took a wolf hair from the pen holder, and used it to lift the hair on the man's head covering his face: "It's a hurry, I forgot to comb his hair, next time."

Next time?

Wu Dongming's mouth twitched, but when his eyes fell on the human head, all the surprise and surprise were gone.

"Cai Fanying!"

Wu Dongming roared!

The guards outside rushed in: "Master!"

Wu Dongming's eyes seemed to be poisoned and firmly stuck to the human head. That's right, this is Cai Fanying.

After his son's accident, he saw a portrait of Cai Fanying.

Wu Dongming was excited. Before tonight, he had decided to send someone to Fenzhou, but now, Cai Fanying's head was already in front of him.

Wu Dongming's chest was up and down, and it took him a long time to calm down.

He looked at the man sitting in front of the desk. He had dusty faces, uneven hair, and absolutely not tall and mighty figure, but Wu Dongming felt a sense of oppression in this person.

Wu Dongming no longer remembers the last time he felt this way.

"Who are you?" Wu Dongming asked in a deep voice.

"They all call me He Dazhuan, you can call me that too." He Ran's voice was gentle, and even a little lazy.

Wu Dongming's heart moved, how can he be the leader?

He Jinghong was said to be also known as He Dazhuan.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Wu Dongming's body tensed up instantly, but soon, he relaxed.

The person in front of him would definitely not be He Jinghong. If He Jinghong were still alive, he would have been a white-haired old woman.

"He Dada? It's interesting."

Wu Dongming sat down opposite He Ran. There was a book case and a head between him and He Ran.

"Yes, I think it's interesting too." He Ran's face was a little dirty, and when she smiled, her teeth looked particularly white.

When she smiled, Wu Dongming confirmed that this was a woman, a very young woman.

"Ho Dadao and Wu have an old age?" Wu Dongming asked.

"No." He Ran said.

"Wu can help He Dada?" Wu Dongming asked again.

He never believed that his prestige was so good that someone would travel thousands of miles to kill his enemies, so this He Dazhu either came to repay his kindness or asked for something.

He Ran smiled slightly: "I'm here to discuss business with General Wu."

Wu Dongming found it a little funny. Nowadays, everyone really wants to discuss business with him. Before, the King of Jin led him to form an alliance, and now another little girl has come, and he actually said she wants to discuss business with him.

"Little girl, you avenged my son's murder. Wu is very grateful. Let's do this, gold is a thousand taels, please accept it with a smile."

"I want a thousand taels of gold, and I have to negotiate business." He Ran's tone was a little stubborn, but this stubbornness was not annoying when it came to a little girl.

At least Wu Dongming didn't hate it, but he didn't want to let a little girl make a fuss here.

"Discuss on business? Just you?" Wu Dongming smiled contemptuously.

"Yes, it's up to me."

He Ran's voice made Wu Dongming feel naive, and he didn't want to continue talking anymore. He just wanted to do one thing now, which was to show this head to his wife, should he show it directly to her or not to let her see it? Just tell her?

Wu Dongming wanted to end this unnecessary conversation, and he said coldly: "You are not worthy!"

He Ran smiled and shook her head, throwing out her trump card: "I don't deserve it, so what about the orphans of King Zhao? Is he worthy?"

(End of this chapter)