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Zhao Zhongyu strode forward, and the guards trotted to follow him, explaining: "My uncle was also in a very embarrassed state. He said he encountered Huns soldiers on the road and was chased by the refugee army, so he got separated in the chaos."

Zhao Zhongyu stopped and asked, "Where are the eldest man, aunt, second mother and fourth mother? Are they okay?"

The guard nodded hurriedly and said: "It's fine."

Zhao Zhongyu couldn't suppress his anger and shouted: "They are all fine, so why are all the people in the big house missing? Does he regard me as a fool, or does he regard everyone in the world as a fool?"

After saying that, he turned around and angrily went back to the accounting room.

After Zhao Ji caught up with the army, it took a lot of effort to find Zhao Zhongyu. After the imperial guards confirmed his identity, they let him live in Zhao Zhongyu's tent.

At this time, the family was still in shock. The experience of the past two days was really too dangerous.

Zhao Zhongyu opened the curtain and came in. The people in the tent stood up immediately and called their grandfather with tears in their eyes. Even Zhao Ji called "Father" with tears in his eyes.

As soon as he said the words, he was slapped in the face by Zhao Zhongyu.

There was a sudden silence in the accounting room. Everyone looked at Zhao Zhongyu with horrified expressions and said nothing.

Zhao Zhongyu's hand hurt from the shock. He clenched his fist and lowered it to his side to resist the urge to strike again. However, his face was livid. He said to his grandchildren, "You go out first."

Zhao Hewan hurriedly took his brothers and sisters down, and the guards also hurriedly retreated. The servants filed out, and only Zhao Zhongyu and Zhao Ji were left in the tent.

After everyone was gone, Zhao Zhongyu could not hold back his anger, stepped forward and slapped him again, glaring at him angrily, "Let me ask you, where is your uncle's coffin, the Wang family, Erlang and Sanniang?" Woolen cloth?"

Zhao Ji looked pale and covered his face and said, "It's because my son is incompetent and got separated from them on the road."

"You!" Zhao Zhongyu closed his eyes in anger and asked, "I have left so many people for you, including the bodyguards at home, and the song in Zhao Ju's hands..."

He remembered and asked, "Where is Zhao Ju?"

Zhao Ji couldn't help but shouted loudly, "Zhao Ju didn't come for him at all. Father, who can I use?"

"The chaos in the city was too fast. He might have been tripped, or..." All of them were dead, and Zhao Zhongyu's heart ached for a while. This was a part of the family that the Zhao family had spent a lot of effort to maintain. "Now is not the time to discuss. At this time, even if there is no Zhao Ju, with the current manpower of the Zhao family, you will not lose all the people in the big house."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, "Tell me, where did you lose the person and how did you lose it? Didn't I give you a thousand warnings before I left, asking you to discuss something with Sanniang? You should deal with this situation first. You are already a superior. Uncle Cai, why are you still arguing with two children? Wang is a woman, even if she has a sharp tongue, how can she hurt you..."

When Mrs. Wu saw that Zhao Ji's face turned pale after being scolded, she couldn't help but interrupt: "Dad, you don't know that Sanniang sent her dowry to the Fu family a few days ago..."

Zhao Zhongyu was stunned for a moment, then he held his forehead, took two steps back with a headache and fell on the chair.

"Obviously she doesn't believe us, otherwise she wouldn't have given away the dowry in advance..."

Seeing that she was still chattering, Zhao Zhongyu was furious. He pointed at her with trembling fingers and cursed: "Shut up. A good wife and a husband have few troubles. I think all these troubles are caused by you."

Zhao Zhongyu's face turned dark red and he glared at Zhao Ji angrily, "Is that her dowry? That is Erlang's family property! She signed the deed in front of you before, and those things belong to their siblings. As long as this last The money can be returned to Erlang's hands, you don't care what she does with it, why are you angry, do you still want to take those things as your own?"

Zhao Ji blushed and defended, "I don't have a son."

"No, why are you complaining, why are you abandoning them? You are really, you are really..." Zhao Zhongyu was so angry that his hands and feet became weak, he couldn't take a breath, his vision went dark, and he fainted.

Zhao Ji was shocked and quickly stepped forward to help him, "Father, father——"

The Wu family was also frightened. If something happened to Zhao Zhongyu, they would be very angry. If such an unfilial reputation spread, not only the couple, but also their children would be ruined.

Wu quickly stepped forward and helped Zhao Ji to the bed, and then ran out to ask for a doctor.

Zhao Zhongyu was now promoted and lived not far from Zhongzhang. When the King of Donghai heard that he was ill, he simply asked an imperial doctor to see him.

The imperial doctor's diagnosis came out quickly, "I fainted due to overwork, shock and anger. I need to take good care of myself, pay attention to rest, and don't get angry again."

Zhao Zhongyu fainted for half an hour and then woke up. It was very difficult to stop being angry, because as soon as he woke up and saw Zhao Ji, his face began to look ugly and his anger began to rise.

The imperial doctor took a look at his face, stood up wisely, and reminded, "Don't get angry, but if you really can't hold it in, just let it out, otherwise it will be worse for your health if you hold it in your heart."

Although Zhao Zhongyu was full of anger, he would not quarrel with his son and daughter-in-law in front of outsiders. When the imperial doctor left, he suppressed his anger and said: "Go back and find someone!"

"We must find the man and the coffin," he looked at Zhao Ji with sharp eyes and warned: "It's okay if Erlang and Sanniang are okay, but if they and your uncle's coffin cannot be found, your life will be over. , Dalang will be finished, Zhao will be finished too!"

Zhao Ji turned pale.

Zhao Zhongyu grabbed his wrist, stared at him and said: "You think your uncle hates me, but why has he not separated the family for decades? Because above personal interests is the small family, and above the small family is everyone. There is a clan above everyone else!”

"You lost your eldest family, mother and son, and your uncle's coffin. Do you think it's reasonable to use the excuse of war?" Zhao Zhongyu said: "No one will believe you. Your wife and children are all safe and sound. , why is there no one left in the big house? And living people can get lost, where is your uncle's coffin?"

"That's your uncle's coffin, his coffin! Why don't you throw it away with him!" Zhao Zhongyu became more and more angry as he spoke, wishing to throw his son out to calm him down.

When Zhao Changyu wanted to let Zhao Ji inherit the title, someone in the family suggested that Zhao Ji should have two wives, or that Zhao Ji should be adopted directly.

Firstly, he was unwilling, and secondly, Zhao Changyu was also unwilling, so the matter was dropped.

Although nothing happened, the world agreed that Zhao Ji had inherited Zhao Changyu's title, so he should treat him like a father. Leaving his "father's" body and running away alone would be despised by the world.

"If this matter is reported back to the clan, even if I am the clan leader, I will not be able to protect you, not to mention that the scholars will be ashamed to associate with you. Zhao Ji, didn't you think about the consequences before you did anything?"

Zhao Ji and Wu kneeled in front of the bed with pale faces and said nothing.

Zhao Zhongyu closed his eyes and said, "Why are you still kneeling? Why don't you send someone out to look for him!"

Zhao Ji came to his senses and quickly stood up and exited.

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