Gu Jiao finished speaking and left the room, ignoring Tang Yueshan.
With Tang Yueshan’s brains, he’d definitely be fooled.
Not that I’m saying Tang Yueshan is stupid...
Well, alright, he is a bit stupid.
Can such a foolish person lead troops into battle? The answer is yes.
As the saying goes, there are specialists in every field; a person’s talents manifest in different areas. Some are good at literature, some at martial arts, and some at strategic thinking. Tang Yueshan is invincible on the battlefield because, first, he has a deep understanding of military strategy, second, because he is brave and skilled in combat, and third, because the Tang Family’s archers lend a great deal of support.
Tang Yueshan relies mainly on courage in battle, with military strategies and tactics coming second.
Gu Jiao went to the main room to check on how the chicken soup was stewing. Gu Chengfeng sat on a small stool in front of the stove, warming himself by the fire and looking at Gu Jiao.
The volume of the conversation between the two in the room wasn’t low, causing Gu Chengfeng to overhear. He quietly asked Gu Jiao, "Did you really poison that guy?"
Gu Jiao lifted the lid of the pot and shook her little head, "No."
Poisons are so expensive; how could she bear to use them?
The red line, she drew it.
The mark, she pinched it.
The hair, she plucked it!
Gu Chengfeng: "..."
After Gu Jiao left, Tang Yueshan fell into deep thought.
He did suspect that Gu Jiao was just trying to scare him, but she seemed too natural, showing no sign of guilt.
Ordinary people don’t carry poison on them, but Gu Jiao is a doctor. This, Tang Yueshan had heard about back in Capital City, not to mention he had just witnessed Gu Jiao changing the medicine for the old marquis himself.
His own wounds were probably also treated by Gu Jiao.
Medicine and poison are closely related, so it wouldn’t be strange for a doctor to have poisons.
As the thought crossed his mind, Tang Yueshan suddenly didn’t dare to make any rash moves.
Food was set out in the main room.
During the meal, Tang Yueshan saw Gu Chengfeng.
Gu Chengfeng wasn’t wearing a mask, not because he didn’t want to, but because there was no need. His head and face were all covered in bandages, leaving only his eyes and mouth visible.
Just by looking at Gu Chengfeng’s figure, Tang Yueshan guessed he was the other assassin from that night.
Strictly speaking, Gu Chengfeng wasn’t an assassin. He was looking for Gu Jiao. By the time he arrived at the Marshal Residence, Gu Jiao had already clashed with the people there.
He was simply helping Gu Jiao escape from the Marshal Residence, but even just that brief encounter left his figure and silhouette deeply etched in Tang Yueshan’s memory.
Tang Yueshan looked at Gu Jiao, gnawing on a Chicken Leg, and then at Gu Chengfeng, who could only drink soup, his expression darkening. He said, "She’s the Gu Family’s young miss; then what are you to the Gu Family?"
First, the two had participated in a vendetta against Tang Ming, then rescued the old marquis together. Tang Yueshan didn’t believe they weren’t related in some way.
Gu Chengfeng replied irritably, "Who I am is none of your business."
Tang Yueshan stared intensely at Gu Chengfeng, "Gu Chao has four grandsons; since you’re not Gu Changqing, and not the youngest, that leaves two."
Isn’t that stupid? Does your stupidity discriminate between people?
Being around that girl, you got fooled easily, so how come you’ve become so sharp with me?
Tang Yueshan continued, "I’ve heard that Gu Chao’s third grandson has become a monk. It seems you’re the second brother then."
Gu Chengfeng’s mouth twitched again.
What becoming a monk? His brother just can’t grow hair!
Grinding his teeth, Gu Chengfeng mumbled, "Who’s spreading these rumors? I’ll kill them when I get back!"
Tang Yueshan said mockingly, "I only knew about the accomplishments of Gu Chao’s eldest grandson before, but it turns out each of you possesses unique skills."
Having unique skills should be a compliment, but coming from him, it oddly carried a bit of mockery.
Tang Yueshan then said, "Your grandfather lived a life of integrity, yet the grandsons he raised are each more scheming than the last. I really don’t know if his past upright image was all an act, or if you all just turned out crooked."
Gu Chengfeng’s expression turned cold, but since his handsome face was wrapped up, only a pair of increasingly icy eyes could be seen, "Don’t smear my family here; our matters have nothing to do with my grandfather! Speaking of uprightness, ha, I’d like to ask the Grand Marshal, you took your brother’s wife and fathered Tang Ming; where do you get the gall to criticize others?"
Tang Yueshan: "You!"
"Also, saying we’re crooked? With Tang Ming being the useless lump of mud that can’t be propped against a wall, as his real father, where do you get the confidence to call other people’s children crooked? We may be crooked, but at least we haven’t harmed innocent young ladies or forcefully taken someone else’s brother! The Empress Dowager gave you a way out, claiming Tang Ming was drugged, and you actually believed it! You think your son is so innocent! You think no one knows about your scandals! You think your son is the best in the world! Nothing of the sort!"
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