The camp gate of Shenji Camp opened, and the group rode out. It was Jiajing and He Zhier. At this moment, Jiajing had changed into a brand new young master's suit, and the latter also changed into women's clothing, with bright eyes and white teeth, and her hair was tied into a pair of ponytails. She was cute in her prettyness, but she seemed a little listless.

"Sister Zhier, I think you are not in good spirits. Why would you better hire a carriage?" Jiajing said a little worriedly.

He Zhier shook her head: "It's too boring to ride a carriage, and people still like to ride a horse." After saying that, she gently clamped her horse's belly and went to the official verge.

"Sister Zhier, wait for me, don't run too fast." Jiajing hurriedly rode his horse and followed him. Ma Sanwen immediately sent out a group of guards to cross the front and open the way, and the remaining group of guards protected him.

Soon, everyone arrived in the town. He Zhier seemed to be much better. He rode on the horse and looked around happily. Suddenly his eyes lit up and held the horse in front of a stall selling candied haws.

Jiajing smiled knowingly, turned over and dismounted, shook the folding fan and asked, "Uncle, how do you sell candied haws?"

The middle-aged uncle sold candied haws. Seeing Jiajing's dress and the formation of his followers, he knew that the other party was either rich or noble. He quickly nodded and said, "A string of three cents is a string, how many strings do you want for the young master?"

Jiajing frowned and said, "It's too expensive to have a string of three cents, but it's three strings of ten cents. Do you want to sell them if you like it!"

The middle-aged uncle was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said, "Sell it, take it!" After that, he quickly took three strings of candied haws and handed them to Jiajing.

"Little horse, give the money!" Jiajing took the candied haws, walked proudly to He Zhier's horse, handed two words: "Sister Zhier, give it!"

On the other side, the guard Ma Sanwen paid ten cents, and the middle-aged uncle immediately pushed the candied haws and slipped away quickly.

He Zhier took the candied haws and took a happy bite, laughing and said, "Brother Sipao is really good at bargaining."

Jiajing said proudly: "That's...hey, it's not right. A string of three cents is... nine cents!"

Jiajing hurriedly looked back and saw that the middle-aged uncle who sold candied haws had already run away. He couldn't help but pause in annoyance: "It's outrageous, people's hearts are not old!"

He Zhier giggled and leaned backwards. Jiajing was smelly, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes. Ma Sanwen and other guards looked admired. The emperor was the emperor, and even the tricks of picking up girls were superb, returning to the simplicity without leaving any trace.

He Zhier giggled, but suddenly her eyes turned dark and she fell from the horse. Fortunately, Jiajing was anxious and hugged her.

"Sister Zhi'er!" Jiajing caught He Zhi'er who was falling off the horse and found that the latter had his eyes closed and his face was pale, and he was no longer awake. He couldn't help but be scared to death.

The guards were also shocked. Ma Sanwen rushed forward and stretched out his fingers to explore He Zhier's breath. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Young master, Miss Zhier is still angry, but she fainted. She might wake up as soon as she pressed her to the person."

Jiajing quickly pressed He Zhier's people with his thumb, and pressed it a few times, and the latter slowly opened his eyes and woke up!

Jiajing was surprised and happy, and said with lingering fear: "Sister Zhier, you have woken up, I'm scared to death."

He Zhier looked at Jiajing blankly, his eyes scattered and there was no focus. Seeing this, Jiajing suddenly raised his heart again and said anxiously: "Sister Zhier, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, you... go find a carriage."

The guards were about to look for the carriage when they saw a luxurious carriage coming from behind. Several servants riding horses in front of them shouted impatiently, "Good dogs don't block the way, let them go. Let's see, I'm talking about you, get out of the way, block our young master's way, and take care of your head."

These servants were standing high on the horse's back, pointing at Jiajing and others, and scolding him arrogantly, and then they looked at the owner of the carriage with a considerable origin.

However, the group of large inner guards were very happy. They were always domineering. How could anyone dare to point fingers at them? There is anyone in the world who is bigger than the emperor? So, Ma Sanwen winked, and more than a dozen guards rushed forward and pulled several servants off in a few seconds.

Several servants were shocked and struggled while threatening loudly: "You are looking for death, do you know who is in the car? You offended us...Oh!"

Before the servants finished speaking, they were fists and kicked. At this time, the curtain of the carriage was lifted up, and a young man poked his head out and shouted sternly: "Bold, stop me."

"Who are you? Come down to me." Ma Sanwen rushed forward and pulled the young man out of the car like an eagle catching a chicken. As a result, a scream came from the car. It turned out that there was a woman in the car.

Ma Sanwen looked at the head and found that the woman in the car had a hairpin, her hairpin was chaotic, her peak was half exposed, and her dusty complexion was all over. She immediately understood what was going on and shouted, "Get out of the car, my young master borrowed this car."

The woman in the car was so scared that she rolled and crawled out of the carriage. At this time, the young man had already gotten up from the ground and roared sternly: "Bastard, you are dead. Do you know who I am? I am the uncle Wu Hao of the current dynasty. I dare to touch my son's hair and make your whole family lose their heads."

Ma Sanwen and the guards were shocked and their movements froze. The uncle of the current dynasty? Then... wasn't the emperor's brother-in-law?

It was quiet, so quiet that the needle could be heard. Jiajing, who was originally holding He Zhier, couldn't help but raise his head.

Wu Hao, whose name is Shaoyang, is the biological brother of Queen Wu today, and that is Jiajing's brother-in-law, so Jiajing recognized his uncle who was not very familiar with him as soon as he looked up.

Wu Hao is about the same age as Jiajing. He is quite handsome, but his face is dull and weak. At first glance, he is a person who has lost his body by wine.

When the uncle saw Ma Sanwen and others "silenced", he naturally thought that he would shock the other party. He felt ashamed of the other party. He was secretly proud and shouted in his heart: "The slave of the wild dog, call your master, I want to see which one it is, and dare...ga!"

Wu Hao was just talking, his eyes swept over Jiajing inadvertently, and he suddenly looked like a chicken that had been pinched to his throat. His voice suddenly stopped, and even his eyes almost fell out: "Emperor...Emperor...Emperor!"

Jiajing frowned and said, "Brother Wu, you lend your carriage to Master for the time being, is it okay?"

"Ah...no...no problem, I...Brother Huang just use it." Wu Hao said authentically.

Jiajing picked up He Zhier and got on the carriage. Ma Sanwen jumped onto the carriage and acted as the coachman. With a wave of the whip, he rushed towards the direction of the capital. The other guards quickly rode their horses to follow and ran away in a moment.

Wu Hao looked at the carriage that was leaving, his face changed. The charming woman next to him asked in surprise: "Uncle Guo, who was that person just now? He was so arrogant!"

Wu Hao said coldly with a dark face: "If you don't know, don't ask too much, get out!" After that, he took out a ingot of silver and threw it to the woman, and left with a bunch of slaves.
Chapter completed!