The general's wife through time

Chapter 325 Returning to Beijing
Under the azure sky and across the vast grassland, the convoy was moving forward.

Xiaobai was riding in a car alone, walking at the front of the team. She was sleeping soundly in the car. Tengshe coiled on the roof to keep watch for her. It was almost sunburned, but it had no complaints. After all, whether it could live peacefully in the palace after returning to Beijing depended on its performance along the way.

Xue Tang lifted the car curtain and calmly admired the picturesque scenery in front of him, enjoying his rare vacation.

She is also a human being, it's not that she doesn't know how tired she is, but she couldn't evade her responsibilities when facing many things in the past. Now that she finally has a moment of peace, she naturally won't miss the opportunity to enjoy it.

Qin Mingyuan sat next to her, improvising and composing a few poems from time to time.

He wanted to use practical actions to remind Xue Tang that he was not only a warrior who killed people without blinking, but also a man of both civil and military talents, a being as calm and as bright as Si Wei.

In the carriage beside them, Eunuch Li did not have the same leisure and elegance as them. Ever since Qin Chuan stopped counseling him and ever since he heard from Little Li that his turtle was sent by His Majesty to make soup for the King and his wife of Wuwei, he became disheartened, and even lost his appetite. He could not sleep at night, and his eyelids were about to fall to the ground.

Qin San suddenly flew onto the shaft of the carriage, took out a stack of envelopes from his arms, shrugged, and said, "Prince, Princess, letters from the second old master and the third young master."

They had been gone for seven days, and they had spent seven days writing letters home. And as always, the letters to Qin Mingyuan were all written by Qin Chuan, and the letters to Xue Tang were all written by Qin Mingrui, and even the contents of the letters remained unchanged.

The contents of the dozen or so letters to Qin Mingyuan were exactly the same, as if they were printed in batches: You bastard, I'm going to skin you alive when I get back!

As soon as Qin Mingyuan opened it, he could feel Qin Chuan's resentment and anger bursting out from the paper.

Xue Tang said calmly, "Your Majesty, please help me take a look!"

She didn't need to look to know what Qin Mingrui was saying again: Sister-in-law, did you see the tear marks on the letter? Sorrow is flowing like a river! Sister-in-law, I'm still a child, how can you bear to let me wander around? Sister-in-law, I want to go home, you'd better come and take me home before I get depressed!

Qin San suddenly whispered to Qin Mingyuan and Xue Tang in the car: "Your Majesty, Princess, Mo Fei has already set off for the capital."

"Well, keep observing. As long as he doesn't go to the palace, let him go. Also, send a message to Si Wei." Qin Mingyuan put down the book in his hand, opened the curtain of the car, waved at Qin San, and then whispered for a long time.

"Yes!" Qin San took the order and left.

After receiving Qin Mingyuan's message, Si Wei immediately made deployments throughout Dajing and closely monitored Murphy's every move.

The old lady of the Si family knew that Qin Mingyuan and Xue Tang had already followed Eunuch Li's team back to the capital, and that they were protected by the sacred beast. She finally let go of her worry and immediately sent someone to call Si Fangyun.

"Tell her to ask the housekeeper to get more silver. I want to pick out a good gift for Xue Tang. Oh, and tell the master that I won't be back for lunch. I'm going to Taotie Tower to take care of Xue Tang's business. If he's free, he can also go to Taotie Tower to eat. I'm also going to stop by Jieyou Bookstore to see if there are any new picture books recently..."

Knowing that Xue Tang and the Holy Beast were coming back, people all over the street were overjoyed and rushed to Jieyou Bookstore to buy the latest picture book "The Legend of the Holy Beast". "Have you heard? This time we got the blessing of the gods, all thanks to the blessing array set up by Princess Wuwei."

"Of course I know. These things are all in the latest sketchbook."

"No wonder so many people bought "The Legend of the Sacred Beasts" before. It turns out that this is a myth. It not only describes the sacred beasts, but also how the Princess of Wuwei arranged the formation and cast spells, and how the Qin family army cooperated with the heavenly soldiers and generals to defeat the Dongyi..."

With this explanation, more and more people wanted to buy "Legend of the Sacred Beast".

They not only want to see the myth, but also want to see Xue Tang's strength, and see how many amulets they will have to ask for from the Wuwei Palace when Xue Tang and the sacred beast come back.

In front of the Qingshi Pavilion, Aunt Liu leaned against the door, looking like she was enjoying a good show. "The master likes quietness so much. Once this picture book comes out, the master will have to spend the rest of her life making amulets for others. Oh, when the master comes back, she will definitely punish Wu Xie for not listening to advice. Humph... However, we still have to prepare medicine for external injuries. Wu Xie is a good person except that she is young and impulsive sometimes. I can't just watch her get punished."

In the backyard of Jieyou Bookstore, Wu Xie sat under a big tree, holding his chin with both hands, looking at a white cloud floating above his head, and sighed heavily, "Princess, please come back soon. If you don't come back, I really can't hold on any longer. The Huashan incident has been settled, and the Eastern incident has also come to an end. I updated everything too quickly before. There is nothing left to write about fantasy stories. After I finish writing this book, The Legend of the Sacred Beast, I will close the business."

Mo Yu walked out of the house, handed Wu Xie a cup of fruit tea, and suggested: "You can write about disaster relief for a while."

Wu Xie pushed away the fruit tea and shook his head with a sad face. "Those people outside don't care about people's livelihood at all. They read those political picture books before mainly because the princess was in them. They either wanted to see the clothes and food, or to see how the princess turned the tide. Now, whether it is the post-disaster reconstruction of Huashan or the disaster relief in southern Xinjiang, the princess has not participated. Even if I took great pains to depict the scene vividly, no one will watch it."

Mo Yu's eyes flashed, he raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "If you add the wrath of heaven and the resentment of people and the love and hatred between Qin Mingqi and certain people, someone will definitely read it."

"Love, hate, and vengeance? Qin Mingqi is too young, where does the emotional entanglement come from?"

"No, there is another Mu Xian beside him... cough cough cough..." Thinking of this, Wu Xie spit out a mouthful of fruit tea and waved his hands quickly, "Don't hurt me. You know his hidden identity. He is the prince. If I dare to write about the unknown and unacceptable drama between Mu Xian and Qin Mingqi, we will definitely not live long enough to sell the picture book. Besides, I have a job at the Wuwei Palace. If I spread rumors about Qin Mingqi, what's the difference between that and breaking a bowl in front of the cook?"

As expected of a writer, he has a rich imagination. Mo Yu held his forehead, raised his right hand, and rubbed Wu Xie's head lovingly, "What are you thinking about? Am I the kind of person who makes up rumors? What I mean is, why there are disasters every year in southern Xinjiang must be that local officials are not attentive in governance, so most of the reasons why people are living in poverty are man-made disasters, such as the well-known Mo Ran embezzling fundraising funds. You can link these to disaster relief. I believe that Qin Mingqi and Mu Xian will definitely encounter corrupt officials, landlords, and bullies in southern Xinjiang. It is natural for a hero to save a beautiful girl, redress his father's grievances, and fall in love with each other over time. Just like us..."

"Shameless!" Wu Xie said coquettishly.

Before her elder brother took office, he found out that Mo Yu was interested in her. He was worried that if no one was watching him, Mo Yu would plot against her, so he asked her what she thought. She also felt that she and Mo Yu were quite compatible, so her elder brother laid out his cards to Mo Yu and asked him to marry her. She didn't know what her elder brother said to Mo Yu. Anyway, the betrothal gifts were laid out all over East Street, and he married her in a sedan chair with eight bearers. Only then did she realize that Mo Yu was a lean camel that was bigger than a horse. Mo Yu came to be her servant not for a living, but because he had taken a fancy to her and deliberately approached her...

"Yes, shameless!"

Si Fangyun's voice at the door interrupted Wu Xie's thoughts.

Si Fangyun glared at Mo Yu angrily, and rushed to the two of them in a murderous manner, pointing at Mo Yu's nose and scolding, "You are not allowed to use those clichéd plots to write about Mu Xian, otherwise I will never let you go."