Chapter 545 (2/2)

Zhao Xingwen sneaked all the way back to the house from mingxiangyuan. He was still thinking that the door of the house must be full of people. He was worried about how to get in.

When he arrived at the gate of the mansion, he was stunned.

The door of Zhao's house is really full of people.

But the original relatives who came to denounce were not as loud as their mother's voice.

Relying on the advantage of height, Zhao Xingwen stood at the periphery of the crowd, covered his face and stretched his neck to look at the crowd.

His mother asked someone to move a chair from the house, so she sat down at the gate of General Zhao's house with great boldness and arrogance, crossed her waist and swept around the relatives: ”on martial arts, who are we afraid of in Zhao's house?”

Zhao Xingwen watched from behind. If he didn't have to cover his face, he really wanted to clap his hands and shout good.

The image of his mother's glory and greatness glittered in his heart.

Most of these relatives are old and weak women and children. Even if there are men, they are no better in their prime of life.

These people have never seen such a scene, let alone such a tough woman.

Although Gu shirou was famous for his shrewdness in the capital in those years, it was more than 20 years ago after all. After his big marriage, his husband and son converged a lot, and even rarely went out.

Although there are still her legends in Beijing, they are only legends.

Over time, the people have forgotten.

Now, seeing this battle again, the elderly people have some delusions. It seems that they vaguely return to more than 20 years ago. Gu shirou, a female, picked all the men in Beijing, beat them with disheartened faces and raised their hands to beg for mercy

”Don't say I'm Gu shirou. I bully you with the identity of the daughter-in-law of the late Prince Hui and the current aunt of King Jing...”

Zhao Xingwen listened to his mother's words, the green veins on his forehead jumped, and suddenly found in his heart that his mother was not only good at martial arts, but also good at literary talent.

It's really artistic

”I'll reason with you today. You are all relatives of Zhao Jiajun, aren't you?” Gu shirou pointed to them and asked.

The relatives could not help swallowing their saliva and nodding.

”They followed General Zhao in glory, died in battle and became heroes through the ages.” Gu shirou first hugged the sky in the direction of Han Yang, then turned his head to sweep around his relatives and scolded and asked, ”but what about you? You blocked the door of Zhao's house and talked hard to ask for an explanation for their bodies, didn't you?”

The relatives looked at each other. They were justified, but they were confused by what she said.

It had nothing to do with General Zhao, but

Finally, a man in the crowd summoned up his courage and shouted, ”that's not because your son is the guarantor for the young marquis.”

Then there was a voice of response: ”yes, it's not that General Zhao said that the little Marquis would not do this angry thing.”

”We didn't believe in the Zhao family at the beginning. Now he has recognized it himself. Can't we come and ask for an explanation...”

”Good!” Gu shirou spun his long legs and stepped on the chair: ”I'll give you a statement today!”