Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

Chapter 72
Unexpectedly, when the princess came, good things followed.

Such a long carriage team, except for the grain transport team, has never appeared in Suizhou, and the people have never seen this scene.They are all separated by a crack in the door, and several members of the family are secretly watching.

I thought it was just a surprise, those soldiers came to the store from time to time, ate some good wine and meat, and praised that the wine here was better than the one made in Jiangzhou.

Those noble people and Qingyi people are all good drinkers, and the shopkeeper Zhao of the restaurant grinned.

They also saw the princess, surrounded by a group of soldiers, she was as beautiful as the fairy in the painting.

The princess also asked Mrs. Song about the price of this year's cloth, and asked Chang about the price of rice this year.There is enough food.

There are young people who have studied, and they said that this princess is more majestic than the angel governor, but she also has her whole heart towards us.

After learning that Suizhou is mostly noodles, he asked the nobleman's cook to teach them ten kinds of food that can be made from noodles.

Although I only stayed for two or three days, there were too many such things to count.

The old men were terrified at first, knelt down and kowtowed in a panic: "Your honor is so kind to us, how can we repay you?"

But the maid beside the princess smiled and told them that this is the case in every state the princess goes to.

In Jiangzhou, corrupt officials were beheaded by the common people, and in Jizhou, those unscrupulous merchants suffered catastrophe...

Originally, everyone wanted to build a temple for the princess and worship it from time to time.

But... But Suizhou is poor
Where there is money, there is no money for the officials, let alone these small people.

Thinking even more, this princess passed through Chengzhou, but she went to Qingyi who killed a thousand swords.

And... to marry that Qingyi man.

Thinking of this, the women silently covered their sleeves to wipe away their tears, and the men clenched their fists, not knowing where to vent their anger.

In the end, everyone discussed that at least they wanted to give the princess a ride, so there was the scene above.

……

Bridge Capital - Royal Palace
Concubine Cheng was carefully looking at the urgent letter sent by Jiang Sile, it was nothing more than words of concern, but why did a letter from home arrive in such a hurry?

Thinking about it, Concubine Cheng sneered, her voice was gentle and delicate, like the sound of quicksand passing through silk.

"Hmph, the guy who occupies the magpie's nest..."

"Mother wanted to save you, so she died in Daxia—isn't it good? She wanted to take An Le's body and go to that wild place to suffer!"

A cold and biting murderous intent permeated the palace, even the breeze blowing the curtains became chilling.

The white paper was crumbled and dissipated on the ground with the breeze, and the huge palace fell into dead silence.

……

After walking like this for another three days, Li Yancheng looked at the map he carried with him and said to Jiang Sile: "It still takes a day's journey."

"It's so far..." Jiang Sile leaned against the wall of the carriage, half-closed his eyes.

"Chengzhou is vast and sparsely populated, so it is not easy to reach it within four days." Li Yancheng sighed, and finally arrived at the destination, and the journey is really long.

Jiang Sile's eyes drifted away, and his mind was full of thoughts.

I'm afraid that after entering Qingyi, everyone in the capital will be completely relaxed.

Jiang Sile knew that the letter she sent to Concubine Cheng was so abnormal, it was impossible for her not to be aware of Jiang Sile's temptation.

Presumably, in the future, no one will miss her except her silly brother.

Thinking of this, Jiang Sile still felt a little melancholy, like black mist.

The little Taoist priest on the side has also been silent all the way.

Ever since he really felt the collapse of rites and music, the father wanted to kill the son, and the mother wanted to kill the daughter, the little Taoist was in a bad mood and his complexion was gloomy.

Li Yancheng wondered several times whether the little Taoist had committed too many crimes and was possessed by ghosts on the road.

It's not like him to be so quiet.

The little Taoist ignored him, and his thoughts drifted back to the instructions his master gave him when he just came down the mountain.

Master, Master, what you said is true.

The people at the foot of the mountain are in dire straits, evil is rampant, rituals and music are broken, and they really shouldn't go down the mountain at this time.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Li Yancheng could only touch his nose resentfully, and got off the somewhat crowded carriage.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw Ah Yishi's provocative gaze.

Because of the previous assassin incident, the guards next to the princess's carriage are all from Qingyi, which puts the general Li Yancheng at ease.Every day, I only look at the terrain, send soldiers to explore the way, and then report the daily itinerary to Jiang Sile.

Originally, he also worked part-time to help the princess run errands for the caravan, but after Suizhou, the wine merchant followed them, and even this job was saved.

Li Yancheng didn't care about being robbed of his duties. After all, he was proficient in marching troops and defending the city, but... the job of nursing was indeed not good enough.

It was rare for someone to take over, so Li Yancheng concealed the disappointment in his heart, and withdrew with a Confucian demeanor.

Li Yancheng wanted to back down, but Ah Yishi didn't think so.

This caused Ah Yishi to feel more and more that Li Yancheng was a coward, and looked down on him from the bottom of his heart, and even provoked him several times.

The two here had a knot in their hearts, but the knot between the two on the carriage was untied. To be precise, it was the knot of the little Taoist priest.

"Really?" The Taoist priest listened to Jiang Sile's nonsense gossip, his heart was surging, and he didn't have the indifferent and calm energy of the 'true Taoist' just now.

Jiang Sile nodded perfunctorily, relying on his own identity, he taught the little Taoist priest: "Think about that Han Gaozu, did he still abandon his wife and son just to survive?"

This is about abandoning his wife and son in the physical sense. According to records, Liu Bang did push his son off the carriage.

"There is also Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the crown prince was killed..."

With a little disdain on Jiang Sile's face, he lined up with the little Taoist priests and talked in detail.

"As long as you read more history books, you won't be frightened by this matter..."

"Don't talk about going forward, do you still remember where my sword came from?"

Jiang Sile raised his eyebrows and leaned on the little Taoist priest.

This question is not a problem for the little Taoist priest.He has always been well-informed, and he can hear what he can and cannot know, and he knows a little bit.

"Isn't this the late emperor's sword?"

After thinking for a while, the little Taoist said, "It is said that it was the saber that the late emperor carried with him when he attacked the Yue clan during his three expeditions to the grassland."

"That's all..." Jiang Sile glanced at the little Taoist priest, with a little disappointment in his eyes, which put a lot of pressure on him.

"Um... Could it be that the princess also believed in the rumors in the world, and believed that the sword carried the destiny?"

The little Taoist is referring to the recent very hot rumors, those who praise - the little Taoist has a thin skin, and he doesn't bother to listen carefully.

Some say that Jiang Sile is a goddess from heaven who came down to earth, and some say that her sword carries the fate of heaven, and the sword can fly by itself and cut off the heads of corrupt officials.

Anyway, that bragging is really miraculous, quite mythical.

"You really don't know?"

Jiang Sile was a little surprised at the rare ignorance of the little Taoist priest, and his eyes widened, with a bit of mockery in his eyes.

The little Taoist smiled helplessly, and said: "The poor Taoist is a human being, not a god, how can he know everything!"

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