After reading my mind, Daddy, why don't you smile?

Chapter 220 Wei Yuan didn't die like this

Wei Ju is a very cunning person. Except for a few people who know his true face, most people think that he is a loyal, brave and impartial person.

When he was young, he was unwilling to enjoy the protection of his ancestors. His father was a top civil servant, but he gave up his father's connections and reputation in the court and joined the army, starting as a private. His military achievements were not outstanding, but he was indeed lucky.

The army was surrounded and besieged by the enemy, and was completely wiped out, but he survived.

The enemy's spies poisoned the military camp, and he saw it.

There are countless kinds of things here.

Once he was promoted, he enforced strict military discipline and was ruthless and impartial. Even if his trusted aides made mistakes, they would be severely punished.

His political enemies framed him and he almost had his life hanging by a thread. However, when his political enemies were in danger, he put aside the past grudges and saved and forgave them. His former political enemies were so grateful to him that they burst into tears.

Wei Ju was a man of many faces, not only in appearance but also in heart. Others only knew that he and his wife were deeply in love, but unfortunately their love did not last long. His first wife died early and he never remarried.

The two sons and one daughter were all well-educated and outstanding.

But who among the three children of the Wei family does not remember that Wei Ju was violent at home when he was drunk, and he would beat and torture their mother with a whip dipped in salt water from time to time. Even they were not spared from his cruel hand.

The injuries are all in places that cannot be seen.

Wei Shu was a daughter, so she was beaten less often and she spent more time with Queen Xiaomin. After she came of age, she married into the Prince's Mansion, so she was able to escape from his clutches.

Wei Lan, the second master of the Wei family, was away on business and seldom returned home. He would often take Wei Fu away to hide.

Only Wei Yuan.

The shackles of filial piety, intertwined with the misery of his childhood, became a rope of despair that tightly strangled his neck, until the incident with Gongsun Lielong completely crushed him.

Wine has become a good thing.

And at this moment, the rope was hanging around Wei Fu's neck again.

Wei Fu looked at Wei Ju's hypocritical face, and hatred grew like poisonous weeds.

kill him!

kill him!

His worthless life was not worthy of Yingmei. This was determined since he was born. What else could he ask for? What was he struggling for?

All his efforts will be wasted...

Wei Fu's eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze had turned into a sharp blade, stabbing towards Wei Ju.

countless times……

Over the past few decades, he had had the rebellious thought of killing his father countless times, but he endured it in the end.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think that if he hadn't endured it back then, A Yuan wouldn't have died...

A Yuan, I was wrong. How could I let you die innocently just because of a love affair? Just wait, just wait, after I have avenged you, I will go find you down there!

Wei Fu's mind was in a turbid mess and he couldn't piece together a complete idea. He could only rely on his heart... and walked towards Wei Ju.

"Princess Cheng Qian is here!"

Wei Fu shuddered and woke up as if cold water was poured over his head.

Zhao Ying didn't expect that Wei Yuan actually committed suicide. She had also heard about that scandal. She knew that Wei Yuan was in a bad mood... If she had known earlier, she should have taken him to the hunting ground yesterday to relax.

Nothing you say now will help.

Zhao Ying came with the Emperor Jianxi's letter of condolences and the five children. After paying respects at the mourning hall, she walked in front of Wei Fu and gently advised, "Excuse me, and by the way..."

Wei Fu stared at Zhao Ying in a daze for a long while before nodding.

Zhao Ying looked at Wei Fu's red and swollen eyes, and felt more and more uncomfortable. Her eyes couldn't help but become sore.

Around him, five children were also trying to persuade Uncle Wei Fu, but Wei Fu said nothing. He just touched their heads tenderly with a smile.

Only Shangguan Qingyue stood in front of the spirit tablet, looking confused.

Although the little guy is naughty, he knows etiquette and rules. Someone has died here, so he can't make noise like usual.

But but...

She is really curious...

In the original story, Wei Yuan didn't die like this...

After Wei Ju rebelled, he felt guilty towards the emperor and hit his head against the pillar and died...

Shangguan Qingyue raised his hand and scratched his bun, puzzled.

Beside him, Wei Fu's tall shoulders were shaking, tears were pouring out, and he couldn't speak a word, "Sister Ying, it was him... He was the one who killed A Yuan!"

Zhao Ying knew very well what Wei Yuan meant to Wei Fu. Hearing this, she subconsciously thought of what Yue'er had said, that Wei Ju was a hypocritical person. And considering the recent rumors, she had a bold guess in her mind.

She looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so she asked Shangguan Chengjing and Shangguan Qingwan to look after her younger brother and sister. She took Wei Fu to the inner room and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wei Fu was extremely sad, and when he saw Zhao Ying, he wanted to tell her all the pain he had suffered over the years. However, since there was no one around, he didn't dare to say it.

He is always unconfident when facing Yingmei.

He was afraid that she would dislike him.

Wei Fu calmed down and shook his head, "It's okay..."

"Is it your uncle?"

Zhao Ying's face looked a little ugly.

Wei Fu struck with a thunderous blow. Yingmei knew everything. How much did Yingmei know?

Zhao Ying didn't dare to ask any more questions. He just shut up and waited for Wei Fu to speak himself.

Wei Fu pondered for a while, nodded, and told Zhao Ying everything that happened last night, and also mentioned his miserable past.

After hearing this, Zhao Ying felt hatred and anger, but at the same time he looked at Wei Fu with pity.

I didn't expect that my cousin who is usually cheerful and eccentric actually lives such a miserable life in private...

She didn’t even know…

She is not a good cousin...

No wonder her cousin has such a strange temper. If that's the case, then she should be more tolerant of him in the future.

As Zhao Ying was thinking, she heard Wei Fu's low voice of hatred, "Sister Ying, I...I...I want to kill him to avenge A Yuan!"

Zhao Ying was shocked when he heard this, and then frowned and said, "Cousin, are you sure it was your uncle who did it?"

"If not him, then who is it?!"

Zhao Ying disagreed slightly, "I know you hate him very much, but you have no evidence after all. If you rashly seek revenge, it would be worth it if you get the revenge right and die together. But if you get the revenge wrong and miss the real culprit, you will lose more than you deserve..."

"Let's take a step back... Even if you want revenge, you don't have to stab someone with a gun, poison them, or frame them... Cousin, you've been in the military for too long, and you've forgotten that those civil officials can kill people with a pen..."

Zhao Ying took Wei Fu's clenched fist, on which veins were exposed and the blood had faded. She gently pried his hand open, her voice extremely gentle.

"If A Yuan was killed by someone, his death would not be in vain, and you should not act on impulse."

"I have already lost a brother, I cannot lose you as a brother again."

Wei Fu only felt a gentle hand smoothing out the thorns in his heart.

All the tension in his body suddenly disappeared.

The mood calmed down.

Yes, he did not see Wei Ju kill Wei Yuan, but his past experience made him have a preconceived idea. If it was not Wei Ju, then who else could it be and what was his purpose?

The dark clouds passed, but the doubt weighed on his mind again.

But this time, he won't be impulsive again.

He also has a younger sister.

He wanted to protect his younger sister and her five children.

Wei Fu nodded heavily to Zhao Ying and promised, "I will check it out and won't act on impulse again."

Zhao Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

The two returned to the mourning hall.

Zhao Ying greeted Wei Ju without changing his expression. Wei Ju's old face turned pale, and he looked as heartbroken as if his son had died. Zhao Ying couldn't help but admire his acting skills.

After saying a few words, Zhao Ying said goodbye.