RPAGF Chapter 670 Wine is a Miracle Medicine
Chapter 670 Wine is a Miracle Medicine
Chapter 670 Wine is a Miracle Medicine
Zhang Chengze shook his head with a wry smile. "Boxin, your mouth really does say whatever it wants! Even if we take Beijing, would you give me the throne? Do you think I'm a three-year-old? You're just making empty promises, and I'll fight you to the death! Do you think I'm that stupid?"
"Boxin, your brother is loyal to the emperor and loves his country. This is something I absolutely cannot do! Don't try to fool me!" Zhang Chengze quickly refused. He had finally realized that anyone who believed Wang Wenzhou, this mad dog, would be doomed!
Wang Wenzhou quickly said, "Young Zhang, are kings and nobles born with a special destiny? You should be thinking about your children's future while you're still young. What's the point of being a Duke of England?"
"Bah!" Zhang Shize cursed inwardly, "Boxin, don't treat me like a fool! You come from the Xinjian Earl's Mansion, don't you know the status of our Yingguo Duke's Mansion in the Ming Dynasty? Since the reign of Emperor Chengzu, no matter which powerful minister was in power, no one dared to offend our Yingguo Duke's Mansion! Yes! My father was killed by Zhu Youjian! But wasn't it all because of you?"
“Boxin, if you say that again, I’ll get angry! I have to go back to the manor to handle your father-in-law’s funeral, so I won’t stay with you! Boxin! Before I leave, I’ll give you one more piece of advice: think twice before you act!” After saying that, Zhang Shize quickly slipped away. He felt that if he listened to Wang Wenzhou any longer, he might actually be fooled by him.
After Zhang Shize left, Wang Wenzhou shook his head with a wry smile and said helplessly, "Brother, that little fox Zhang Shize doesn't trust me! Actually, even if I conquer Beijing, I don't want to be the emperor. If he were to work with me, I would really give him the throne!"
Wang Wenhua curled his lips and said, "Boxin, stop talking nonsense. Not only does Zhang Shize not believe what you're saying, but I, your brother, don't believe it either. Anyone who believes it is a fool!"
“Boxin, we brothers grew up together, and I must advise you to think carefully before you act. Even if the Emperor has done something wrong, you cannot rebel! If you do, you will have no face to meet your ancestors after you die!” Wang Wenhua advised.
Wang Wenzhou pouted and said irritably, "Brother, don't try to persuade me! My mind is made up. My babies can't have died in vain! If I don't avenge them, am I even a man? They were so well-behaved when they slept with me!"
As Wang Wenzhou spoke, his eyes reddened. If he had a choice, he would rather die than go to the capital. Even if he lost his official position and couldn't seize the title of Earl of Xinjian, he could still be a wealthy man. As long as he had his babies, he would be a happy and fulfilled young man no matter where he was! Now? His babies were either dead or had run away, and he was all alone.
"Pat pat!" Wang Wenhua patted Wang Wenzhou's shoulder, comforting him, "Boxin, don't be sad. A real man has nothing to worry about when he can't find a wife. Don't worry, your brother will have your sister-in-law arrange a few more marriages for you. Our Boxin is handsome, talented, and an important official in the court. What kind of beautiful girl can't he find?"
“I know there are many beautiful girls in the world, but my Ru Ru, Lan Lan, and sister-in-law are all one and only! That little crazy bitch Ru Ru went a bit too far! But, you can’t blame her. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have married so many girls in the first place!” Wang Wenzhou said with deep emotion.
"Huh?" Wang Wenhua was dumbfounded. He now suspected that Silly Little Five had gone mad again! Bo Xin, stop messing around! You're the kind of guy who'd risk his life for a pretty girl. How come you're acting like a devoted lover now? Who was it that risked the execution of their entire family to sleep with Consort Tian back then?
"Alright! Don't be sad! Your sister-in-law probably just acted impulsively. You can get back together after some time!" Wang Wenhua could only persuade him by following Wang Wenzhou's words.
"Brother, go ahead and do your thing. I want to be alone!" Wang Wenzhou was too lazy to listen to Wang Wenhua's rambling. What was the point of a grown man nagging like a woman?
“Okay! Then I’ll go first!” Wang Wenhua nodded.
Wang Wenzhou thought for a moment and quickly said, "Brother! Remember, spread the word that I'm dead! When arranging my father's funeral, arrange mine as well!"
"Boxin, don't worry!" Wang Wenhua shook his head with a wry smile. In truth, he didn't quite believe that the banquet tragedy was orchestrated by Zhu Youjian. He felt that as the emperor, it would be too easy for Zhu Youjian to kill a minister; why would he need to secretly send someone to assassinate him?
After Wang Wenhua left, only Wang Wenzhou remained in the quiet room.
Wang Wenzhou sat blankly on the bed, reminiscing about the happy times he spent with the babies. He didn't know how long he had been sitting there. When he woke up from his reverie, he found that it was already dark.
"Lazy Blue, Lazy Blue, I'm in a bad mood, bring me some wine!" Wang Wenzhou had just finished speaking when he suddenly remembered that his Lazy Blue baby had passed away.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Wang Wenzhou slapped himself hard several times, and tears streamed down his face instantly!
A man doesn't easily shed tears, unless he's truly heartbroken! Wang Wenzhou cried like a child. He felt like a perfectly healthy person who had suddenly lost a leg or an arm, without his babies by his side. He couldn't adapt to anything he did.
For example, if he wanted to drink, in the past when the babies were around, as soon as he asked, they would smile and get him the wine, then feed it to him mouth to mouth.
Wang Wenzhou cried for a while, until he was exhausted and heartbroken. Ignoring the pain from his wounds, he got out of bed and went to get some alcohol. He wanted to drink because the pain was unbearable.
Alcohol doesn't actually taste good; compared to tea and other beverages, it has the worst flavor. Yet people enjoy drinking mostly because they like the feeling of being drunk. For Wang Wenzhou now, alcohol is a cure-all, a way to drown his sorrows!
"My lord!" Zhu Yi hurriedly came forward to greet Wang Wenzhou as he came out.
"Don't follow me, I want to be alone!" Wang Wenzhou waved his hand.
"Yes!" Zhu Yi nodded in agreement, then gave a wink to several sedan chair bearers and guards, who followed Wang Wenzhou at a distance.
Wang Wenzhou is a chauvinist who believes that men can only cry in front of their beloved babies and should never shed tears in front of others. He thinks crying is a girl's prerogative, and that men crying is too effeminate!
Wang Wenzhou, carrying a wine jug, staggered to the mourning hall, drinking as he went. Actually, Wang Wenzhou hadn't drunk much; the problem was his bad mood, and even a little made him drunk.
Inside the mourning hall, the coffins of Wang Xianda, Wang Wenzhou, and their sons were laid out. Their memorial tablets were also set up, with Wang Wenzhou's own tablet on the offering table. Many servants were busy working in the mourning hall.
When Wang Wenzhou saw the coffins containing the babies, he flew into a rage! How could all my babies be dead!
"Bang!" Wang Wenzhou slammed the wine jug to the ground and roared at the servants, "Get out! All of you, get the hell out!"
The servants turned pale with fright and slunk away.
Wang Wenzhou opened a coffin, inside which lay Wang Ying, who was six months pregnant. The baby's head had been sewn back on because it had been cut off, and traces of needle and thread could still be seen on her neck.
"Sister-in-law!" Wang Wenzhou jumped into the coffin, holding Wang Yingbao's body and weeping bitterly.
Outside the mourning hall, Zhu Yi's eyes reddened. He thought for a moment, realizing that it wasn't good for the adults to be so heartbroken. He wanted to go in and offer his condolences, but he didn't dare, after all, Wang Wenzhou had given the order.
Zhu Yi thought that if his wife could persuade him, perhaps his master would feel better. But none of his wives who were alive were in the manor now. That's right! Zhu Yi suddenly remembered that Gao Guilan's sister, Gao Guiying, was in the manor.