On the other hand, Pan Zhuqing also rushed to Cangzhou City. The Cangzhou Prefecture arranged this important official of the imperial court in a large house on the official road. Although he would not have time to meet the evil young couple or Gong Yueyue in the future, it was obvious that
The public security management in the city immediately became stricter. Whenever outsiders need to stay in the city, they must register with the department. In the border city, there are plainclothes police officers everywhere. Civil disputes are all handled by the original staff of the government, and violence is involved.
Incitement, terrorist attacks and other incidents were all handed over to Pan Zhuqing, the imperial envoy, for unified investigation and handling.
In an instant, the weather in Cangzhou City was smooth, and the people stayed up all night and went about their business.
He Yong, who originally disliked Pan Zhuqing, sincerely said something fair in front of Zhao Changyuan: "I have to say that the boss of the Pan family is quite capable."
Zhao Changyuan smiled faintly: "Yes. My wife also said that Pan Zhuqing is very reliable in handling affairs."
He Yong nodded, but suddenly his face sank and the conversation changed. "But this guy named Tong is not a thing anymore. He is having sex with the emperor behind our backs."
"This is his duty. Do you think it's okay for him to stay here for so long and not explain something to the emperor?" Zhao Changyuan wiped the blade of the blade carelessly, not taking it seriously at all.
He Yong snorted coldly and said: "You are so generous. Brother Yang, Ge Xiaoqing and I all wish we could slap his sissy to death with a few big mouths."
"Actually, there is no harm in this. The government agencies in the border towns are not doing their best to improve their work, which is also a great threat to our military. Everything Pan Zhuqing is doing now is actually helping us." Zhao Changyuan finished wiping his long knife and said,
He changed his tassel again and looked calm, not anxious or annoyed.
"But will this matter involve you?"
Seeing that his brother was so worried about him, Zhao Changyuan smiled and patted his arm, comforting him and saying, "No. The army and government offices all perform their duties, and the emperor is not confused. I believe that Prefect Liu will not have an easy life recently."
Hearing the marshal mentioning Magistrate Liu, He Yong suddenly hesitated. "Uh... um..."
Zhao Changyuan didn't know why and asked casually: "What do you want to say?"
He Yong scratched his scalp and smiled brightly. "It is said...that Magistrate Liu's daughter...gave you something?"
"How do you know?" This time Zhao Changyuan's eyes widened and his expression darkened. Why can't he always get through such a big thing?
"She is a young lady from the prefect's family. Will no one recognize her?"
Zhao Changyuan put down his tassel and said to him solemnly: "Don't talk nonsense around and damage other people's innocence." It will also damage his innocence, and most importantly, it will make Gong Yueyue unhappy. If she is in a bad mood, she will
He went to bed early and leaned against the wall, ignoring his helpless whining in the middle of the night.
"I know, am I the kind of person who talks nonsense? But Madam..."
"She knows it all."
"You can do it! You comforted him so well!" Seeing how nervous he was, He Yong couldn't help but want to tease him.
As expected, he didn't take any teasing at all, and immediately squinted his eyes and became serious: "To comfort? What to comfort? Nothing happened to me and that Liu Xiaoyu, why do we need comfort?"
"That's true." He Yong smiled with satisfaction and stopped the topic.
In the morning of this day, Zhao Changyuan took He Yong, Xiao Jun and others on horseback to leave the city to inspect the stronghold. They didn't go far when they heard the sound of playing and playing to celebrate a happy event not far away.
The military men turned around the alley and came face to face with a wedding team.
The person sitting in the sedan chair was none other than Liu Xiaoyu, the daughter of Master Liu, the prefect of Cangzhou.
Although she was wearing pink makeup at this time, she had already cried like a pear blossom after the rain. Thinking about having to spend time with that old pervert who was nearly sixty years old from now on, she felt so miserable that she was speechless and asked the sky.
Suddenly I felt that the sedan stopped at the moment, presumably to make way for the passing dignitaries. The sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, and a breeze blew the curtains. In my misty eyes, I saw the person who only appeared in dreams, wearing a dark blue military attaché.
The robe, riding on horseback, passed within easy reach of her.
Almost without thinking, Liu Xiaoyu opened the sedan curtain, pushed the stunned maid aside, and ran in the direction of Zhao Changyuan.
"General! General, save me! General, please save me!"
Her hoarse cry finally made the military men stop in their tracks and all turned back to look at her.
The wedding team also panicked and rushed to catch up with her. But people in despair can always exert their greatest physiological potential. Liu Xiaoyu used all her strength to run closer when the people behind her were about to grab her robe.
He grabbed Zhao Changyuan and fell under his horse's hooves.
These young and vigorous soldiers didn't care so much. "I don't care who the prince is! If you collide with our marshal, don't blame the soldiers for not having eyes on the steel swords in their hands!" At that time, a few idle soldiers
Your Majesty, in front of the commander-in-chief of the armed forces who has actual military power and can command the emperor's troops, how can you be considered a genius?
The middle-aged man was frightened by these military masters and lost his momentum. It was really a scholar meeting a soldier, and he couldn't explain why. "Hey you..."
The generals looked at me, and I looked at you, and then watched the bride dragging Zhao Changyuan's clothes tightly and refusing to let go. They all remained silent, waiting for the leader to speak.
"What's going on?" Zhao Changyuan asked knowingly. Didn't he still know what happened? He just didn't want to show that he was an insider in front of the public.
The middle-aged man saw that the pretty-faced marshal seemed to be easier to talk to than his subordinates. He bowed his hands and explained to him: "Commander, we are just following orders. The sixth prince is marrying the daughter of the Liu family today. Mr. Liu is
I accepted the offer. After being engaged and settling down, I came to stay with you in the middle of the journey... What should we say when we get back?"
After hearing this, Zhao Changyuan lowered his head expressionlessly and said to the little bride who was crying so hard that her clothes were about to be torn apart: "In this case, I can't help you."
When Liu Xiaoyu heard what he said, her heart was broken into pieces. But since she had stopped him, she had no reason to give up easily. She still grabbed the corner of his clothes and begged in a pitiful and aggrieved voice: "General... help
Help me, I don't want to marry the Sixth Prince. If you really let me pass, I would rather die."
The middle-aged man saw that this pretty boy seemed to have no temper, and he didn't dare to challenge the prince, so he felt confident again. "Marshal, you should think twice! It's not good to spread this... to a large public. Don't jeopardize your reputation."
Get a ride in too. Even if you are the commander-in-chief of the armed forces, you can't kidnap someone else's wife and run away with him, don't you think so?"
The people who were welcoming the bride all agreed: "Yes!" "That's right!"
"If you dare to say another word of nonsense, believe it or not, I will send you all to see the late emperor!" Zhao Changyuan raised his chin, and his cold eyes were like a blade cutting across all the laughing people at the moment, and the surrounding air instantly became cold.
Seeing this situation, Liu Xiaoyu seemed to have a turn for the better, and quickly continued to plead: "General, save me... please. As long as I don't marry the Sixth Prince, I would rather work as a cow or a horse, and be a maid for you and your wife."
Now, how could she expect that Zhao Changyuan would want her? From the beginning to the end, he had not even looked at her once. Last time at the gate of Liu's residence, he held his wife in his arms, and the infinite love and doting in his eyes clearly declared that,
No one else could get in between the two of them.
This time, the people who were welcoming the bride didn’t dare to interrupt. They all kept a straight face and carefully waited for the pretty-faced marshal to give the final answer - no matter what, or just sit back and watch.
If he had taken care of it, they would not have foolishly followed these soldiers to carry the empty sedan back to the palace. The rest would be a contest between the prince and the warrior. Look at this woman crying.
Running at the feet of this fair face, his eyes looked like he wanted to eat this pretty face alive. With his fair face, thin skin and tender flesh, he looked like a man who would please a woman. There must be something wrong with these two people.
Unexpectedly, the man immediately said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, I really can't help you."
Everyone thought they heard wrongly. Isn't it time to go with the flow and stage a drama of a hero saving a beauty? This is in line with God's arrangement?
The most desperate thing is of course the beauty who wants to be a heroine but has never met her true hero. "General!"
Her hands were clenching tighter and tighter. If this trend continued, Zhao Changyuan's clothes would be almost gone. The key was, there was no way to escape. So he ordered the soldiers blocking the wedding procession: "You guys stand down."
The dowry maid walked up carefully, opened Miss Liu's hand, and pulled her back.
Zhao Changyuan didn't want to waste any more time, turned around and rode away with the soldiers. Behind him was Liu Xiaoyu's sad cry: "No - let me go - I won't marry - I won't go back -" On both sides of the street,
The onlookers dispersed happily.
It wasn't until he left the city gate that He Yong quickly caught up with Zhao Changyuan, put some distance away from the soldiers behind him, and asked him in a low voice: "Is that Liu Xiaoyu?"
"Um."
He Yong couldn't help but gasped: "You... are so hard-hearted. My heart was made soft by crying, but you didn't even wrinkle your eyebrows."
Zhao Changyuan was looking ahead and concentrating on walking. When he said this, he turned around and retorted angrily: "What does she have to do with you? Why are you so soft-hearted? Leave all your heart to your wife."
Okay? My wife just said last night that most men start with a soft heart."
He Yong didn't hear clearly and asked: "What...what? What...are you packing?"
"Forget it if you don't understand." He didn't bother to explain and continued to concentrate on walking.
But He Yong was puzzled. Zhao Changyuan was a kind-hearted man. Why was he so cold and unexpected this time? "That's not what I meant. After all, we are officials of the imperial court, and she is also a commoner. She came crying and asking for help."
, is it really appropriate for us to just sit back and watch?”
Zhao Changyuan reined in the reins, stopped the horse, and finally said to him seriously: "If I thought like you, I would have caused a big trouble for myself just now. Her parents agreed to this marriage, and it is considered to be in line with etiquette and law.
, if we openly detain the bride, then Liu Xiaoyu is unfaithful to her husband and unfilial to her parents, and her fate will only be worse than now. And I, the person in front of you, will most likely be accused of plotting evil and kidnapping his wife and daughter.
He is an adulterer. I may go to jail, my father will be implicated in humiliation, and I will lose my wife.” (To be continued)