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Chapter 106 Don't Talk Stupidly

At this time, only Song Shen, Zhang Wei, Xu Yungong, Zhu Yuanzhang, Jiang Lin, and the secret sentry of the Yiluansi who had hidden in the dark early were left at the gates of the three camps.

Even the small vendors who had set up stalls at the door closed up and went home early after seeing the pool of blood left by Zhang Laosan on the ground. Not only did it look unlucky, but the weather was still hot in the heat of autumn. If the blood was left on the ground for a while, it would probably attract countless flies. They didn't want to continue setting up stalls under such circumstances.

Xu Yungong secretly glanced at the person in front of him, feeling a little bit unbelievable. He rubbed his eyes hard, fearing that he was dazzled.

However, after rubbing for a long time, the man's expression did not change at all.

Sweat was seeping out of his back bit by bit, and his forehead was covered with sweat, but he stammered for a long time and couldn't utter a word.

Looking at Xu Yungong's mouth opening and closing, it seemed as if he was about to shout out the word "Your Majesty".

Zhang Wei decisively pushed him away again:

"Uncle Chen, why did you come here suddenly? Is there something wrong?"

Resentment is resentment, but the priorities must be clear. If Xu Yungong called him "Your Majesty" here, Song Shen was not a fool and would immediately know that Chen Guorui was Zhu Yuanzhang's fake identity.

Zhang Wei doesn't want to play the Nine Clans Candy Crush game.

Just as Xu Yungong recovered a little, he started sweating again.

He finally realized that His Majesty was dressed very low-key now, looking like an ordinary wealthy businessman, with no intention of revealing his identity. Zhang Wei also addressed His Majesty as Uncle Chen, so...

So, Your Majesty is hiding your identity and conducting a secret visit?

But the question is, who is the object of his incognito visit?

"It's okay. I just heard that Shaodaozipu has produced alcohol today, so I came here to take a look."

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Xu Yungong with a warning, and then gave Zhang Wei an approving look, expressing his recognition of his ability to smooth things over:

"I could smell the aroma of alcohol just now when I was standing nearby. I didn't expect that you guys had already used it by accident. How is it? How is the effect of this alcohol?"

He originally just wanted to keep a low profile and see how the situation develops, but with so many people around him, no one dared to draw their swords for Zhang Laosan, so he had no choice but to stand up.

I thought Xu Yungong would be able to see through the situation and discover that I was hiding my identity, but I didn't expect this young man to be so clueless that Zhang Wei had to come out and give him a look and some way out before he could figure it out.

Zhu Yuanzhang was once again glad that he had given this job to Zhang Wei.

Taking advantage of the fact that Song Shen couldn't see, Zhang Wei bowed lightly:
"You saw the scene at that time. Now, we only know that alcohol will cause extreme pain when poured on wounds, but we have to wait two days to know the effect."

"It's been hot lately, and the heatwave has been very severe. If you were on the battlefield and didn't use a branding iron to seal your wound in this weather, the wound would probably start to swell in just half a day. So the effect of this alcohol is actually pretty easy to judge, and we'll know tomorrow at the latest."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded happily and patted Zhang Wei on the shoulder to express his affirmation. However, due to his image in front of Song Shen, he still remembered that he was now a distant relative who wanted to cling to Censor Zhang, so he could not say any words of encouragement.

Then, Zhu Yuanzhang walked to Song Shen's side and helped him up personally:
"Thank you for your hard work today, nephew Song. I saw it all clearly from the side just now. You really saved a life!"

"No medic in the army can match his skill. At least they don't have the skill to stop bleeding!"

Song Shen stood up with difficulty with the help of Old Chen's arm.

He had a concussion after injuring his head when he traveled through time. He had been bedridden before that. After moving out, he stayed in his own yard every day. The longest distance he had walked was the road he took to enter the palace last time. His exercise was pitifully little.

When he was stopping the bleeding for Zhang Laosan just now, normally he only needed to press the artery near the heart of the wound, but because he was blind, Song Shen could only choose to press the entire area. In this way, the effort was not doubled, but increased exponentially.

But this made Song Shen, a weak scholar who could not even carry anything, exhausted.

After he stood up, he still felt a little dizzy. He took a breath and said:

"Uncle Chen, what are you talking about? If you hadn't come to my rescue, I wouldn't know how to pull out the knife."

"They are all afraid that blood will spurt out when they draw their swords. You are the only one who is willing to trust me. If you are not here, I will not be able to save people no matter how much I want to."

"By the way, you said you came here to see the effect of the alcohol?"

"We brought a pot when we came to rescue people, but it should have been almost used up. If you want to see it, just go back to the Shaodaozi shop and ask them to bring you another pot. It's a coincidence that you have helped so much, so I should treat you to a simple meal."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hands repeatedly:
"Hey, hey, hey, how can you be so polite? We have known each other for a while, don't be polite, come on, Uncle Chen will take you to drink some Shaodaozi!"

As he said this, he was about to drag Song Shen to sit on the wheelchair next to him, and even planned to push him himself.

After a long period of refusals, Zhang Wei finally allowed him to use the wheelchair with the excuse that "he might get dizzy if you push him."

A few of them were chatting as they walked towards the Shaodaozi restaurant.

Xu Yungong was left standing behind in amazement.

What do you mean?
Your Majesty concealed his identity, and it seemed as if he had prepared it specially for Brother Ziwei?

What is this picture???

Moreover, Zhang Wei, the Imperial Censor, was a good friend of Brother Ziwei and had a teacher-student relationship with Song Shen's grandfather Song Lian. How could he help to keep it secret so tightly? Was he worthy of Brother Ziwei? !

Just in a trance.

"You are the eldest son of the Duke of Wei, Xu Yungong, right?"

A plain and featureless male voice came.

Xu Yungong looked back and found that it was the man who had just accompanied His Majesty and almost had a quarrel with Zhang Wei after he came.

The other person's appearance... just like his voice, was also very ordinary, the kind that you would not be able to find if thrown into a crowd of people.

He frowned and said:

"Who is your Excellency?"

The man cupped his hands, his expression calm:

"I am Jiang Li, a captain of the Yiluansi. Commander Mao of our Yiluansi has gone to farm because of Master Song's words, so I will be in charge of your majesty's affairs for the time being."

"Mr. Xu, if you want to live in peace, you'd better not talk nonsense in front of Mr. Song. His Majesty will never allow his identity to be revealed to Mr. Song without reason."

"Censor Zhang has now resigned from his position at the Censorate and has been accompanying Young Master Song to act as his eyes and help him with his work, and all this is because Young Master Song trusts him. I know that he had a good relationship with you in the past, but you have to understand that General Xu's achievements were not easy to come by. Don't ruin the relationship between Your Majesty and General Xu just because of your unreliable mouth."

Xu Yungong's pupils trembled.

He originally thought that the reason why His Majesty concealed his identity and approached Song Shen was because of some secret in the court, or something else he could not imagine.

But he never thought that things could be so serious.

Once I reveal His Majesty's identity to Brother Ziwei, it might bring disaster to my family!

Even Zhang Wei... Although the position of censor was not a high-ranking official, it was only about the seventh or eighth rank, but it was also a good stepping stone for civil servants. If you did well as a censor, you would have a great chance of promotion in the future. And Zhang Wei did a good job as a censor, but suddenly resigned and went home, just because he gained Song Shen's trust...?
This is too ridiculous!
The Censor was just thrown to Song Shen as a playmate. How come he didn't know that the Censor was so worthless before!

Xu Yungong hesitated for a moment, and finally asked:
"No... Can I ask why your majesty values ​​Brother Ziwei so much?"

Jiang Li glanced at him:
"No."

"But you just need to understand that if you can continue to keep in touch with him in the future, you will have more opportunities to show up in front of His Majesty than you do now."

"I'm just kindly reminding you - don't let something like that happen again. The first time was an accident because you were drunk, but the second time is not the same thing."

After saying that, Jiang Li strode forward and chased in the direction of the three people in front.

Xu Yungong was stunned for a long while before he chased after him and shouted:
"Wait, wait for me!"

…………

not far away.

A carriage was parked quietly at the entrance of the alley.

Xu Miaoyun watched all this intently the whole time.

She also had a maidservant with her from home, who was given to her temporarily by her mother. Because the prince and princess went to Fengyang to train, not to enjoy themselves, Xu Miaoyun did not even have a personal maidservant when she responded to Tianfu this time.

After seeing Xu Yungong yelling and leaving, the maid frowned subconsciously:

"Miss, what are you looking at? Aren't you here to discuss something with the young master?"

"This is the case even outside the military camp... I don't know how many people have laughed at our family."

She felt that Xu Yungong, as the eldest son of the Duke's mansion, was so rude and noisy in public, and even mingled with a bunch of soldiers, which really brought shame to the Xu family.

But Xu Miaoyun glared at her fiercely and scolded her harshly:

"As a slave, you freely talk about your master. Is this how my mother rules?"

"I think she is really getting old. She has lost all her senses!"

"You, slap yourself!"

The maid seemed to be frightened and stared at her own young lady, not daring to move.

In the past, the madam always said this to the eldest son at home, and the servants followed suit. Now, privately speaking bad things about the young master has become muscle memory. And the eldest daughter had never spoken so harshly before she got married, and the maids really didn't react for a while.

Xu Miaoyun looked at her quietly:
"Why, shouldn't slapping someone in the face be a family rule? Are you dissatisfied, or do you want me to do it myself?"

The maid shuddered, came to her senses, and slapped herself on the face with tears in her eyes, without even thinking about why she was being slapped.

But Xu Miaoyun knew.

Not only does she know, but she now knows things better than anyone else in the Xu family.

Others might not be able to recognize him, but Xu Miaoyun had just left the palace today, and only one or two hours had passed since she met the emperor. It was impossible for her to forget what His Majesty looked like.

Just now, His Majesty was standing in the crowd dressed in the clothes of a wealthy businessman, and even helped an ordinary soldier draw his sword with his own hands.

And according to my mother, the eldest brother who just hung out in the military camp all day and didn't go home was there, standing next to His Majesty.

Is this a coincidence?

Xu Miaoyun doesn't believe in coincidences.

She had eyes and could read people's expressions. She knew that her father-in-law, the emperor, had just angrily scolded her husband Zhu Di, but was stopped by the empress and the prince from doing so in front of her. She thought that there must be something extremely important that required her to be sent away on purpose.

But now, His Majesty suddenly appeared in the three camps, drawing the sword for an ordinary soldier, and coincidentally, my eldest brother was also accompanying him.

If she said this was a coincidence, she would never believe it. Xu Miaoyun didn't even know how her husband had angered His Majesty, but was His Majesty rushing to save people's lives? His Majesty's time was so precious, how could he waste it on useless things?
Regardless of whether His Majesty's coming here today has anything to do with my eldest brother, it seems that at least my eldest brother has already registered and occupied a position in front of His Majesty.

We have to hurry up and repair our relationship with him.

Xu Miaoyun sorted out her thoughts, opened the carriage curtain, and spoke coldly to the driver:
"Go home."

The driver was also arranged by Madam Xie. Hearing this, he said in surprise:
"Miss, aren't you going to say something to the young master?"

Xu Miaoyun was so angry that she laughed.

Now that she was married, even the driver dared to question her decision? How did her mother manage the household? These people seemed to want to ask about everything in the master's family!
"I'll say it again—"

Xu Miaoyun's voice was very gentle, but there was a hint of murderous intent in it:
"go home."

The driver shuddered suddenly, feeling creepy all over. He no longer had the heart to ask any questions. He just agreed in a low voice and turned the horse towards Xu's house.

…………

at dusk.

Zhu Di rarely rode a horse but came to the Xu family in a carriage.

He looked normal, but in fact, only he, Zhu Yuanzhang, Empress Ma and Zhu Biao knew how badly he was beaten today.

There is no good place on my body except my face!

The beating he received today was more severe than all the ones he received as a child!
"Hiss... slow down, why are you in such a hurry? Are you in such a hurry to reincarnate?"

The carriage drove over a big pothole and Zhu Di's butt was shaken, causing the seat to rise and fall. It hurt so much that he almost cried and he cursed out loud.

The driver's apologetic voice came from outside the curtain:

"Your Majesty, I am already the slowest. Didn't you say you had to hurry to pick up the princess? If I don't hurry up, I will run into curfew."

Zhu Di took a deep breath.

I forgot, I forgot to respond to the curfew in Tianfu.

When they were in Fengyang, no one cared where they went to fish or catch shrimp at night.

But after returning to Yingtian, no one would dare to stop the princes from disobeying the law. But if the emperor heard about it, today's beating might be copied and pasted again.

"Okay, okay, okay...then you, then you go ahead."

After Zhu Di said this with gritted teeth and tears in his eyes, he felt that the carriage was a little more rocky than before.

(End of this chapter)