Zhao Suxin's eyes turned red and she stuffed a brocade box into Zhao Xiyan's face: "In this box are all kinds of jade stones that I have collected. You can keep them for your entertainment when you get to the capital."
The corners of Zhao Xiyan's eyes were a little moist and she nodded lightly.
My friend Ye Qinyao also sent a generous gift: "Crescent moon, this is the gemstone jewelry that my mother specially made for me last month. It is bright and beautiful. I didn't even want to touch it, so I gave it to you. When I arrived in the capital,
Don't be compared to those noble ladies from the capital."
"Also, you must remember to write to me."
Zhao Xiyan felt warm in her heart: "Okay, I'll write to you when I get to the capital."
The eldest aunt Wu whispered: "You and the prince are not married yet, they are just an unmarried couple. Don't get too close."
This is a secret worry from the elders, fearing that a young girl and a young girl might overstep their bounds in passion and do something they shouldn't do.
Farewell was imminent, and Zhao Xiyan, who was full of sadness, felt her cheeks get a little hot when she heard these words, and she nodded in agreement.
Finally, it’s my biological father, Zhao Yuanming.
Zhao Yuanming looked at his daughter who was about to leave. His heart was full of reluctance and sorrow, but it didn't show on his face. He spoke as usual: "Yueya'er, take good care of yourself."
Zhao Xiyan hummed: "Dad, please take care of yourself."
Under the reluctant eyes of everyone, Zhao Xiyan finally got on the carriage.
Hosta and Begonia each followed their master into the carriage, while the little maids Jinzhan and Primrose sat in the carriage at the back. There were six carriages in total, and they quickly set off and disappeared in front of everyone.
Mrs. Zhang suddenly started crying.
Zhao Yuanxiu and Zhao Yuanming hurriedly stepped forward to support my mother.
"What's the use of raising a girl?" Mrs. Zhang cried: "We haven't even gotten married yet, and we have to go to the capital with the prince. It will not be easy to see her in the future."
She just felt unhappy, so she couldn't bear to part with her.
Zhao Yuanming knew his mother's temper, and even though her words were so unpleasant, he didn't care about her. He said in a low voice: "I will help my mother go back."
…
The carriage moved forward slowly.
Zhao Xiyan turned her head to one side and covered her face with her sleeves.
Hosta and Haitang also felt bad, each wiping their eyes with the backs of their hands. They were born in Zhao's family and had never traveled far away. To them, Beijing was a very distant word.
During this long trip, the road ahead was unknown and confusing.
After a long time, Zhao Xiyan put down her sleeves, turned around, and said softly to the two maids: "Don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything."
Hosta sniffed and whispered: "Wherever the lady goes, the slave will go."
Haitang wiped her eyes and stopped crying: "Same for me, slave."
Zhao Xiyan felt warm in her heart, stretched out her hand to lift the car curtain and looked out.
These carriages were all sent by Xu Jing. The accompanying soldiers were all familiar faces. The leading baby-faced soldier deliberately slowed down and walked alongside the carriages.
"Miss Six," Xu Erwu called out diligently, glancing straight into the carriage.
Hosta's pretty face turned red when she was glanced at, she gave Xu Erwu an angry look, and then retracted her head. Only then did Xu Erwu look away.
Zhao Xiyan burst into laughter and asked casually: "We are going outside the city gate now. When will the prince leave?"
Xu Erwu replied: "Before I left, I received a message from the palace that the prince had already set off. When the sixth girl arrives outside the city gate, it will be time to meet the prince."
Zhao Xiyan hummed and lowered the car curtain.
More than an hour later, the carriage left the city gate.
Xu Jing was indeed waiting for her.
Her clothes and luggage were placed on six carriages, which was not a small amount. Compared with Xu Jing, it was too simple. Zhao Xiyan got off the carriage and glanced at the long and stretching motorcade, angrily and funny: "What on earth did you bring?
How much luggage did they carry? It’s not like they emptied the palace, right?”
Xu Jing grinned: "No more, no more, just over twenty carriages. I didn't empty out the palace, I just brought all the things I use for daily life. There are also a few carriages with food in them."
Just use it so that you won’t get used to eating and drinking in the capital.”
"By the way, I also asked people to pack up a cart full of jewelry and two carts of fine clothing. When you get to the capital, you can make more new clothes and change them three times a day, and also change the jewelry."
Zhao Xiyan couldn't help but stroke her forehead: "You are exaggerating. Aren't you afraid that the censors will accuse you of being extravagant and licentious?"
Censor!
Xu Jing grinned again, showing his white teeth: "Meng Yushi, who is here to convey the imperial edict, is in front. I will take you to see him first."
Meng Yushi?
Zhao Xiyan's heart moved and she asked in a low voice: "Is this Meng Yushi called Meng Xizhi?"
In the previous life, Murong Yao and Murong Shen's father and son usurped the throne and seized power, showing their ambitions. The civil servants of the entire dynasty were frightened by the power and bowed their heads one after another.
Meng Xi knew that his bones were very hard, so he not only refused to give in, but also scolded Murong Shen and his son in court, and wrote an article denounced the rebellious ministers and traitors. Murong Shen was so angry that he killed everyone in the Meng family and annihilated the nine clans of the Meng family.
Despite this, Meng Xizhi's article criticizing Murong has still been passed down.
After Murong Shen sat on the throne, he strictly prohibited anyone from mentioning this article. He said to Zhao Xiyan in private: "This Meng Xizhi is really ignorant. I originally planned to make him a censor. He doesn't want the glory and wealth."
, let him go to the underworld of Huangquan and continue to be a minister of that foolish and unprincipled king!"
Because Murong Shen mentioned this person many times, Zhao Xiyan had some impressions of Meng Xizhi.
Xu Jing immediately became vigilant: "How do you know his name? He is already thirty years old, very young, and he has a wife and children at home."
Zhao Xiyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and glared at Xu Jing: "You're talking nonsense again. I'm not afraid of people hearing the joke."
You think I’m a peerless treasure and everyone loves me!
Xu Jing touched his nose and asked in a low voice: "Do you know him?"
Zhao Xiyan hummed softly and said in a low voice: "This person is extremely talented and learned. He is not afraid of the powerful and jealous of wealth. He has a tough temperament. It would be best if he can be used for his own purposes."
Xu Jing scratched his head and said, "But, I gave him a blow this morning, and he was so angry that he was so angry."
Zhao Xiyan: "..."
Zhao Xiyan rubbed her forehead. She knew better than anyone how Xu Jing could make someone angry without paying for it. She must have offended Meng Yushi severely.
"Forget it, don't go, I'll go visit Meng Yushi myself."
That won't work.
Xu Jing immediately said: "Let's go together. I promise not to talk too much."
You can only listen to these words.
Zhao Xiyan glared at him, got off the carriage, and walked side by side with him to the outside of Meng Yushi's carriage.
Meng Yushi was sulking with a stinky face.
The entourage reported the prince's arrival outside the carriage. Meng Yushi snorted coldly and said without thinking: "No."
The arrogant and annoying clear young man's voice immediately sounded outside the carriage: "Meng Yushi has a guilty conscience, don't you dare to see my prince?"
Meng Yushi's eyes were filled with anger and he suddenly opened the curtain: "You..."
A face of a beautiful and charming girl appeared in front of her eyes, and she smiled: "Zhao's Xiyan, I have met Yushi Meng."
