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Chapter 207 Are you thinking of a red card?

Dong Rong was almost out of breath under the pressure of the little girl, finally regained some strength and said, "Pour me a bowl of water!"

"Oh, okay, Ma'am, wait a moment." Zizhu heard the master's words, and it was more beautiful than a fairy's voice. She quickly wiped away her tears and poured a bowl of water.

Dong Rong had a high fever for a long time, and her body was severely dehydrated. She drank two bowls before she stopped.Zizhu's eye circles turned red again, Madam used to add fruit or flowers to every cup of tea, but whenever she drank plain water, it would be so sweet.

Seeing the little girl like this, Dong Rong didn't know what she was thinking. She sighed softly and comforted her, "For us to survive this time, it is already a blessing from the heavens. How can we ask for more."

Thinking of the dangers she had experienced in the past few days, Zi Zhu nodded her head heavily, "Madam is right, fortunately the Second Highness rushed to rescue us, otherwise the barbarian general would sacrifice us to His Highness."

Dong Rong frowned, and asked in a low voice, "Zizhu, please tell me about my coma for the past two days."

"Okay, ma'am, I made white porridge. There are no pickles here. You need to deal with the puffy stomach first." Zi Zhu's subordinates swiftly put the tray that had just been brought in beside the bed, and spoke carefully while serving the master to eat.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Dong Rong made up for the lost memories of the past two days.Although she has not been exposed to too many power struggles in her previous and present lives, she has heard Murong Huaide say something more or less during the few months in the capital, which can be regarded as some personal experience.

Therefore, she thought better than Zi Zhu about the fact that the second prince rescued their master and servant and came back.When he went north to visit Brother Ping, Jin Beiwang said that he was hunted and killed by his enemies and got injured all over his body.Now that his background is revealed, he turned out to be the second son of King Khan, so the person chasing and killing him is likely to fight for power, that is, the brothers turned against each other.As for whether it was the eldest prince who did it, she was not sure.

But she is also Daqi's Princess Zhongshan, and if the second prince wants to take her from the eldest prince, he will have to pay some price.In this way, her indifferent attitude just now was a little too much.

Seeing that the master was in a daze, Zizhu quietly picked up the tray and went down.

Dong Rong slowly retracted into the warm fur quilt, sighed a long time, raised her eyes to look at the unfamiliar things around her, and missed her home thousands of miles away, her relatives, her children, and most importantly It was the man who loved her to the bone.If he was by his side, why would she weigh the pros and cons so carefully, as long as she is a happy and happy little woman.

It's a pity, the world is unpredictable, she is now sick in a strange place, and he doesn't even know that the disaster happened at this moment...

In the Xiaoyi Garden outside the capital city, Mr. Feng got up early and played a set of Fufeng palms that are both firm and soft, which can be regarded as a exercise for his old body.

Bingsan came in from the back yard. Seeing this, he quickly took the cotton towel from the boy and smiled and brought it to the old man, "Grandpa, your palm skills are getting more and more refined. I'm afraid even the little ones are no match for you."

Mr. Feng wiped his beads of sweat, and scolded with a smile, "You monkey, instead of following your young master to serve, why did you come to haunt me? It is extremely difficult for me to be clean for a moment."

Bingsan smiled and helped the old man to go into the house, and responded aggrievedly, "Old man, you have to ask our son, the young one was sent by him to serve you."

Mr. Feng sat on the grand teacher's chair, raised his hand and took a sip of tea, and then asked, "Tell me, what is there to report so early, but the account books of the big shopkeepers from the south have arrived?"

Bingsan patted his forehead, and said angrily, "I was only focused on talking to you, old man, but I forgot the important things. The account books of several big shopkeepers in the south have not yet been delivered, but there is news from Qing County. I wonder if it is true. The mistress urged the young master to go back earlier?"

Mr. Feng glared at Bingsan, and scolded, "You can also guess about the master's affairs. Be careful and punish you to go back to the dark camp for two months."

Bingsan hurriedly begged for mercy, "Old man, I don't dare to do it anymore, I'm so proud of you."

However, Mr. Feng ignored him, and reached out to pick up the small sealed bamboo tube on the table, inspected it carefully, and then slowly opened it.As a result, as soon as the messy handwriting on the note came into his eyes, he stood up suddenly in shock, but he didn't speak for a long while strangely.

Bingsan quickly picked up a few ancient books on the table, and then quickly wiped the tea that the old man had brought over to the floor, and then asked suspiciously, "Old man, what happened?"

Mr. Feng's expression kept changing, and finally he slapped the table hard and said in annoyance, "Forget it, if I keep this matter from the past, Huaide might never recognize me as a master again."

After finishing speaking, he ordered Bingsan again, "Go and find the rest of your brothers, hurry up!"

It was the first time Bingsan saw the old man in such a panic, he dropped the ancient books in his hand and ran out, and soon several hidden guards scattered around the garden gathered.

The old man buried his head in writing, and even put the envelope in the envelope before the ink was dry. Finally, he looked seriously at the dark guards, who were not too old, "News came from the family in the north, and a group of northern barbarian cavalry entered the orchard , snatched away the princess, A followed and left, life or death is unknown. The three young masters are coming to the capital with Zhang Yang, the prince does not know this, if he finds out, he will definitely rush back to rescue, maybe there will be a big fight at home There will be turmoil, and even the entire foundation will be moved. You immediately send these letters to various places, and then rush to the palace to listen to the prince's orders."

All the hidden guards changed their faces when they heard that the mistress had been robbed.They usually guard in secret, and they are very clear about their young master's love for the mistress. Now that the mistress is in trouble, the young master must be furious. Maybe not only for the palace, but also for the whole Daqi. This is absolutely true. It is the biggest crisis since they followed their master!

"Don't worry, old man, we will swear allegiance to the prince to the death!"

Mr. Feng nodded, finally distributed the envelope among several people, and finally stuffed Bingsan with a thick stack of bank notes, "Bingsan, if you want to see the 'stab' in the palace anyway, tell him no matter how much money you spend , must help the prince to stabilize the emperor, at least not hold the prince back."

"Yes, old man." Bingsan and all the hidden guards half-knelt on the ground to accept the task, and finally turned around and went out, quickly disappearing.

Old Master Feng heaved a sigh of relief, but remembering how to tell his disciples the bad news, he frowned again.

Murong Huaide found an excuse to find some soft and delicious snacks for the imperial grandmother, and came out of the palace early.As a result, less than a moment after returning to the palace, a servant reported that the old man had arrived.He quickly picked it up, but the old man dragged him into the small study.

"Huide, something happened at home, you must calm down when you hear it."

Murong Huaide was pouring tea for the old man, when he heard this, his heart started beating wildly, "What happened?"

Mr. Feng swallowed his saliva, and said bravely, "Five days ago, a pair of northern barbarian cavalry sneaked in from nowhere and took Sister Rong away. Jiayi chased after him, and there is no news yet. But three The two children are all safe and sound, Zhang Yang is protecting them and rushing to the capital..."

Murong Huaide didn't wait to finish listening, turned around and rushed out, "Group A and Group B follow me, group C stay here!"

Old Man Feng smiled wryly, "I knew it would happen, you bastard, you left all the mess to me again."

Soon, the stables in the Wangfu were empty, and the sound of rumbling horseshoes ran out of the north gate along the street in front of the Wangfu. Countless traders and pedestrians dodged in panic, and finally cursed.When the sharp-eyed person mentioned that the rider seemed to be the King of Zhongshan, everyone quickly shut up.This master is now a tyrant in Kyoto, not to mention just riding horses across the street, even letting dogs bite people is not uncommon.

However, the common people are not curious, but it does not mean that everyone is not strange, especially the emperor in the palace.He originally took advantage of the Queen Mother's serious illness to recruit his nephew back because he was afraid that he would do something small in the north, so he was kept under his nose every day so he could barely feel at ease.

At this moment, he heard a secret report from the officials at the city gate saying that King Zhongshan had left the north gate and disappeared along the official road. It was obvious that he had left Beijing and returned to the north. The emperor was so annoyed that he dropped the white jade cup in his hand.

"Presumptuous! Does he still have Zhen in his eyes! The queen mother is seriously ill, who will allow him to return to the north?"

An old eunuch wearing a brocade robe, a hexagonal gauze cap, and holding a dust in his hand was rushing in from outside the hall. Hearing this, he hurried forward to serve him, and comforted him in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the imperial physician said that you must stop being angry. How did this get angry? Could it be that some bastard was careless in serving him, you told the slave that the slave skinned him!"

The emperor glanced at the old eunuch who had been by his side since he was a child, and his complexion improved a little. Finally, he waved a few trembling little eunuchs and maids out, and then said in a low voice, "Wang Lu, you say, Did he treat King Zhongshan too leniently? Just now the city gate officer reported that King Zhongshan rode out of the city and rushed back to Qing County, but he didn't even come to ask me!"

The old eunuch poured a cup of tea with a smile, carefully touched the teacup to keep it from getting hot, then held it to the emperor with both hands, and finally responded, "Your majesty, since you asked, I will say something more. He has a good appearance, but his conduct is somewhat lacking. The people in Kyoto nicknamed him Kyoto Yiba, which shows how much they hate him.

Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a bit weak, he is kind, kind and gentle. Even the court ministers are full of praise, and he is much higher than Zhongshan King.Now, the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain has entered the golden elixir again, the old servant saw that the prince is much healthier, the emperor really doesn't need to take such a kid like King Zhongshan to heart.Perhaps, he came back to Qing county this time on a whim, which brothel did he miss the red card? "

The emperor couldn't help but nod his head before, but he was most provoked by the last sentence. He pointed at the old eunuch and cursed, "You old slave, you really dare to say anything now."

The old eunuch slapped his dry mouth a few times, and replied, "Damn the old servant, he dirty the emperor's ears."

(End of this chapter)