The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

Zhao Qiang also smiled from ear to ear, his heart full of anticipation, but he said modestly: "This is just a coincidence, I'm just lucky."

In the luxurious yet solemn palace of the Parthian Empire, Hesheli was leaning lazily on the throne.

The attendant respectfully presented Shi Daming's letter.

Hesheli took the letter, unfolded it, and a smug and sinister smile instantly appeared on his face, and his heart was filled with joy.

Oh, it's really like searching for something in vain. Shi Daming actually found the princess by accident. That's great.

Hesheli knew very well that as long as the princess was still alive, she would be a hidden danger to him. He had to eradicate her completely and not leave any trouble behind.

Thinking of this, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he immediately ordered his servants.

"Go, summon Armas to the palace. I have something important to discuss with you."

As a minister that Hesheli greatly favored, Amas was usually relied upon by Hesheli. Apart from Shi Daming, Hesheli trusted him the most.

Soon, Armas came hurriedly and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, what is the purpose of calling me here?"

Hesheli sat up slightly, signaled Armas to come forward with his eyes, and lowered his voice but his voice revealed an unquestionable ruthlessness.

"Almas, today I have an important matter for you to do. Shi Daming sent me news that he has found the whereabouts of the princess. I cannot let her continue to live in this world. I have entrusted this matter to you. You must do it cleanly and neatly. Don't let me down."

Armas was startled and quickly responded, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will do my best to live up to Your Majesty's trust and make the princess disappear from now on. She will never pose any threat again."

After saying this, the two looked at each other, their eyes were filled with viciousness and determination. A conspiracy against the princess was quietly brewing in the palace.

Hesheli narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly to Amas: "If we can get rid of the princess in the Central Plains, it would be the best and save us a lot of trouble. But if there are difficulties, you can find a way to escort her to our Parthian Kingdom. I want to make her feel worse than death and torture her. Amas, you have to act according to the circumstances and don't act rashly to ruin my plan."

Armas bowed respectfully, his tone full of confidence and loyalty: "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will do my best to handle this matter beautifully and will not let the princess have any chance to escape. If Your Majesty approves, I can set off immediately and rush to the Central Plains. I will not fail my mission."

When Hesheli heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face and he nodded slightly.

"Well, I was right about you, Almas. You have always been capable. If you can successfully deal with the princess this time, I will reward you handsomely. Go and prepare now. I will have someone arrange everything. I just hope you can report the victory soon."

Armas bowed again and responded loudly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace. I will live up to your expectations!"

After saying that, he retreated and began to prepare for this journey full of conspiracy and blood. Hesheli sat on the throne, as if he had seen the princess's miserable end, and a cruel arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

On the other side, the coachman drove the carriage and took Zhao Qiang all the way, and soon they successfully entered Youzhou City.

As soon as you enter the city, the bustling and prosperous scene hits you in the face. The streets are crowded with people, and shops are lined on both sides. The sounds of shouting and chatting are intertwined, like a vivid picture of the city.

It was the first time for both of them to see such a bustling scene, and they were a little overwhelmed.

As he was walking, Zhao Qiang passed by a small stall filled with all kinds of small gadgets. Suddenly, he couldn't move his feet. His heart was full of curiosity, so he wanted to stop and buy something.

Those peculiarly shaped little objects instantly reminded him of his younger brother who was far away in his hometown. He thought that if he brought some back, his younger brother would be very happy.

Seeing this, the coachman hurriedly urged: "Hey, sir, we can't delay. The Prime Minister is still waiting for us in the mansion. We have to go there quickly."

Zhao Qiang didn't think so. He bent down and looked at the small items on the stall, and replied, "How long does it take to buy a small thing? It won't hurt to delay for a while. Look how interesting these are. I'll pick a few to bring back to my brother."

As he spoke, his hands did not stop moving, his eyes were full of admiration, and he was completely immersed in the fun of selecting gadgets.

After a while, the various gadgets on the stall gradually attracted the coachman's attention.

Looking at those exquisite, cute and unique little objects, the coachman's original eagerness to hurry on his way gradually faded. He couldn't help but reach out and pick up one to examine it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more interesting he found it.

He looked up at Zhao Qiang with an embarrassed smile on his face, scratched his head and said, "Oh, you were just choosing here, and I kept urging you. I didn't expect that now I am also fascinated by these little things and want to buy a few of them, haha."

Zhao Qiang laughed out loud when he heard this and said jokingly, "Coachman, I said these little things are interesting. Look, you are attracted by them. It's a rare trip to Youzhou City. It's good to buy some to keep as a souvenir. The Prime Minister doesn't need any more time."

The two smiled at each other and began to choose items at ease in front of the stall, discussing which small item was more unique and worth buying. The tense atmosphere of rushing to get on the road just now had disappeared without a trace.

After a while, the two of them contentedly put away the gadgets they had chosen, officially restarted the car, and rushed to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

As the coachman drove, he kept muttering to himself, thinking that the delay had indeed wasted some time, but he couldn't let the Prime Minister wait too long, so he whipped the horse hard to speed up.

Unexpectedly, the carriage was going too fast and when it passed a street stall, it accidentally damaged the goods on the stall with a loud "crash".

It turned out to be a stall selling rice. After being hit, several bags of rice were broken, and the white rice was instantly scattered all over the ground. Passers-by also screamed in surprise.

The stall owner was a gray-haired old man. He was so angry that his face turned red. He rushed forward in two steps, grabbed the reins, glared and shouted: "What are you doing! Look at what you have done to my stall. My hard-earned livelihood has been ruined by you. Hurry up and compensate me, otherwise I will not let you off today!"

Seeing this, the coachman hurriedly pulled the reins, his face full of guilt and embarrassment, and jumped out of the carriage in a hurry, apologizing repeatedly.

"Sir, I'm so sorry. We were in a hurry and didn't pay attention. Please calm down. We will compensate you right away."

Zhao Qiang also quickly got out of the car and stood aside, looking embarrassed, thinking that the more anxious he was, the more trouble would arise.

The coachman looked embarrassed and said to the old man with a bitter face: "Sir, I am just a coachman. It is not easy to make money. I am really sorry for causing you trouble due to my negligence. How about this? I will help you sort out the rice and try my best to organize it for you. Please be kind and don't let me pay compensation."

When the old man heard this, his beard trembled with anger. He pointed at the white rice on the ground and shouted in a loud voice: "It's easy for you to say that! The rice has already been scattered on the ground, and most of it has been broken into crumbs. How can I sell it? I rely on this business to make a living. If you don't compensate me, are you going to leave me to starve?"

There were already a lot of people watching the fun around, and when they heard the old man's words, they all followed suit.

"That's right. If you damage someone's things, it's unreasonable not to pay for it."

"It's not easy for me to run a small business. You can't cheat me."

Everyone was talking at once, and the coachman's face turned red and white, and he became more and more embarrassed.

He looked at Zhao Qiang as if asking for help. Zhao Qiang also looked helpless. They were indeed in the wrong in this matter, but they didn't have much money on them. For a moment, the two of them were in a dilemma. Surrounded by everyone, they didn't know what to do.

The coachman was furious at this time, and his face suddenly darkened. But since things had come to this point, there was nothing he could do. He had to grit his teeth and take out money from his pocket to compensate the old man. After paying the money, the coachman said to Zhao Qiang in a bad mood: "You have caused me so much trouble. If I hadn't stopped to buy those little things, I wouldn't have wasted time, and how could this have happened? I ran such an errand for you, but I only encountered bad luck."

Zhao Qiang felt unhappy after hearing this. He frowned and retorted, "I told you to leave long ago, but you didn't listen. You were attracted by those little things. Can you blame me alone?"

The two of them exchanged a few words, but seeing that there were still many people watching the fun around, they realized that if they delayed any further, the Prime Minister would become impatient.

The coachman waved his hands helplessly, sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it, let's not argue about it now, let's continue on our way. If we arrive at the Prime Minister's Mansion any later, who knows what kind of trouble will arise."

After saying that, the two of them climbed onto the carriage. The coachman raised the whip again and drove the horses to continue heading towards the Prime Minister's Mansion. However, along the way, both of them were still feeling resentful.

After a bumpy ride, we finally arrived at the majestic and solemn Prime Minister's Mansion.

Looking at the magnificent mansion in front of him, the coachman's gloomy mood caused by the bad things that happened on the road suddenly disappeared, and his face was filled with joy again.

He turned to look at Zhao Qiang and said apologetically, "I was indeed a little unreasonable just now. I was busy complaining. Actually, if you think about it carefully, we have the opportunity to meet the Prime Minister, which is more important than anything else. What are those bumps and bruises just now? "

Zhao Qiang couldn't help but laugh and scold when he heard this, "Humph, it's good that you know this truth. You've scolded me so much, but it's all over. Let's not take it to heart. Let's go in quickly and don't keep the Prime Minister waiting for too long."

As they spoke, the two men straightened their clothes and walked towards the wide open vermilion gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion with a feeling of trepidation and anticipation, wondering what kind of scene would be waiting for them.

Just as they were about to step into the Prime Minister's Mansion, the soldier guarding the gate suddenly stretched out his hand and immediately stopped the two of them. With a serious and vigilant look on his face, he looked them up and down and asked in a stern voice, "Who are you? What are you doing here in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Zhao Qiang hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "General, we heard from the soldiers at the border crossing that the Prime Minister wanted to see us, so we hurried over here."

One of the soldiers frowned, still with a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and asked again: "Are you the two people who delivered the letter?"

Zhao Qiang nodded quickly, and the soldier put away his guard a little, and said in a softer tone: "In that case, then follow me, I will lead you there, but follow closely, don't run around, there are many rules in the Prime Minister's Mansion."

The two men responded hurriedly and followed the soldier, walking carefully into the mansion.

Along the way, looking at the carved beams and painted buildings and the deep courtyards, I felt curious and nervous. I didn't know what the attitude of the prime minister I was about to meet would be. With this in mind, my steps became more cautious.

Seeing their nervous look, the soldier couldn't help but laugh. He led the way and comforted them, "There's no need to be so nervous. Our Prime Minister is a very kind person. He's not a man-eating tiger. He won't embarrass you."

After hearing this, the two of them smiled awkwardly, but they couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts.

After all, the person he is about to meet is a powerful prime minister, so how can he remain calm so easily?

Finally, the soldiers led them through corridors and arrived at Xiyu's study.

At this moment, Xi Yu was standing at the door with a straight figure, looking at this side calmly. The soldier hurriedly stepped forward, saluted respectfully, and reported loudly: "Prime Minister, these are the two messengers. I have brought them to you."

When Zhao Qiang and the coachman saw Xi Yu, they immediately looked panicked and were at a loss for a moment. Their legs trembled uncontrollably and their lips quivered.

I wanted to say something, but it was as if my throat was blocked and I couldn't utter a word for a long time.

They never imagined that one day they would be able to stand so close to the prime minister.

The excitement and nervousness in their hearts mixed together, making them completely lose their usual ease.

Seeing this, the soldier hurriedly reminded them to salute quickly, but Xi Yu looked at the two people who were so nervous that they were at a loss, waved his hand, and ordered the soldier: "Just guard the door, you have nothing to do here."

Then, Xi Yu turned his gaze towards Zhao Qiang and the coachman, and asked calmly, "Were you the ones who delivered the letter to the border crossing?"

Zhao Qiang was so nervous that his face turned red. He replied in a panic, "Yes... yes, Prime Minister. We were so excited to see you that we didn't know how to greet you. I hope you won't mind."

As he spoke, he kept rubbing his hands, looking uneasy.

The coachman reacted faster. He knelt down with a plop and said loudly, "Greetings, Prime Minister!"

Xi Yu raised his hand slightly and said with a smile: "Okay, don't say anything. You all look so nervous. Go sit in the pavilion over there for a while."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the pavilion not far away, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and his every move showed his calmness.

Zhao Qiang and the coachman responded quickly, looked at each other, and then followed carefully behind, feeling both nervous and curious, wondering what the prime minister would say to them next.

The two followed closely. Xi Yu looked back and saw that they were still tense, so he smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I don't have three heads and six arms. I'm just an ordinary person."

After this consolation, the two finally relaxed a little, and their expressions looked a little more normal.

At this time, the coachman hesitated for a moment, but finally mustered up the courage to speak: "Prime Minister, I am really sorry, we were delayed on the road for some time, and I don't know if you blame us."

Xi Yu shook his head gently, his tone still gentle.

"It's okay, you can come anytime you want, I won't blame you, don't worry about it."

The coachman and Zhao Qiang looked at each other, and a bitter look appeared on their faces.

Seeing this, Xi Yu couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong? Do you look like you have something else going on?"

Seeing this, the two men couldn't hide it anymore, so they told each other the whole story of how they were in a hurry and the carriage was going too fast, so they accidentally ran into someone's rice stall, breaking it and spilling rice all over the ground.

As they spoke, they lowered their heads even more, their hearts filled with guilt. After all, it was indeed their fault.

After understanding the cause of the incident, Xi Yu nodded slightly and said seriously, "You touched someone else's things, so you must compensate for it. This is the right thing to do. In fact, I did something similar some time ago."

At this point, Xi Yu fell into recollection and slowly said, "Once I was out and in a hurry I accidentally knocked over the mung beans on a street stall, and the mung beans were scattered all over the floor. I was in a hurry at the time and didn't have time to stop and apologize to the stall owner, but this matter has been on my mind. After I finished my business, I went back and found the stall owner and apologized to him sincerely. No matter where we are, we have to take responsibility for our mistakes and give people an explanation."

Zhao Qiang and the coachman were surprised and full of admiration when they heard the prime minister's words. They didn't expect that the prime minister, who was in a high position of power, would have such a down-to-earth and rule-abiding side.

The coachman quickly responded: "The Prime Minister is right. We were not thoughtful enough. We will be more careful in the future and will not make such a mistake again." (End of this chapter)