During the national mourning period, the Zhao family's schooling was suspended. Zhao Yuanming rarely had free time, so he went to pay his respects to his mother every day. Zhao Xiyan also went to see Zhang.
Zhao Yuanming was very calm and did not mention a word about the Murong family's letter proposing marriage.
Mrs. Zhang felt unhappy when she saw Zhao Xiyan. After a few lukewarm greetings, she sent Zhao Xiyan and Zhao Suxin to talk.
Just what Zhao Xiyan wanted.
The daily life of a lady from a distinguished family is very leisurely. Half a day passes in a blink of an eye, burning incense and playing the piano, painting, or reading a book and playing chess.
Zhao Suxin likes to carve seals and usually takes this as a pastime. Today Zhao Xiyan came, and Zhao Suxin immediately showed her the works he had carved in the past few days.
Zhao Xiyan looked at it carefully and smiled at Zhao Suxin: "My cousin's skills have improved again."
Zhao Suxin pursed her lips and smiled: "In front of you, it's just a little trick." After a pause, she whispered: "Aunt Wu came to propose marriage a few days ago."
Zhao Xiyan was very happy for Zhao Suxin: "This is great! My cousin has been looking forward to this day so long that her neck has grown. She is finally looking forward to this day."
Zhao Suxin's beautiful face was red, and she reached out and pinched Zhao Xiyan: "You will make fun of me. Wait until the day when the prince comes to propose marriage, and see how I can return it."
When mentioning Xu Jing, Zhao Xiyan wanted to sigh.
It keeps cutting, but it still gets messy. It’s her and Xu Jing that I’m talking about.
It is impossible to break up the whole family. But the Zhou and Sui Dynasties have not been eliminated, the great vengeance has not been avenged, and the world is about to be in chaos and civil war. How can she think about getting married?
How long can the peace of Beihai County be maintained?
Her rebirth has changed many things, but the future is still unclear.
Seeing that something was not right, Zhao Suxin smiled and joked: "Why don't you say anything when the prince is mentioned? Are you two angry again?"
Zhao Xiyan didn't want to talk about this, so Zuo Gu said that he would change the topic.
Zhao Suxin and she were similar in age, grew up together, were very close, and were very familiar with her temper, so she no longer asked any questions.
Knock knock knock!
Yuhan pushed the door open, stepped in quickly, and reported in a low voice: "Miss, the Crown Prince is here."
Zhao Xiyan's brows jumped slightly.
The King of Beihai was "seriously ill" and Xu Jing was supposed to be "waiting for his illness" by his bedside. Why did he suddenly come to Zhao's house? No, something must have happened.
Zhao Xiyan was thinking about lightning in her mind, but without revealing anything on her face, she said goodbye to Zhao Suxin, got up and left.
As soon as he stepped into the house, Xu Jing's angry handsome face came into view.
"Yueya'er," Xu Jing came over quickly and whispered through gritted teeth: "That group of bandits from Qinglong Village were so audacious. They secretly followed Wang Tong's prison car, took advantage of the national mourning period when everyone relaxed their vigilance, and started robbing him in the middle of the night.
Wang Tong left."
What?
Zhao Xiyan's expression suddenly changed: "Wang Tong was taken away?"
Xu Jing breathed out a heavy breath and whispered angrily: "Yes. Those gangsters took advantage of the smoke and let go. They started in the chaos and were extremely ruthless. The Zheng family's soldiers suffered heavy casualties, including the Yang family and the surviving man.
They were all dead. Wang Tong was stabbed twice and was taken away by the gangsters. Zheng Xuanfeng was seriously injured and could not move, so he stayed in place to recover."
"The soldier of the Zheng family who came back to report the news injured an arm and rushed back to the Zheng family to report the message. After reporting the message, the soldier died."
…
In just a few words, there was a shocking tragedy. It seemed as if there was a scene in front of me of gangsters rushing in and killing people with flames blazing into the sky.
Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips, her cheeks turned pale, and her voice was still calm: "What should we do next?"
Xu Jingjun's face turned cold: "General Zheng received the message and immediately wrote a memorial to the imperial court, asking the imperial court to send troops to Qinglong Mountain to suppress the bandits."
As an official of the imperial court, he could not leave his post without official documents. General Zheng was extremely anxious, but he could not leave Beihai County. He sent out all the soldiers around him and brought his eldest son Zheng Xuanfeng back first.
Zheng Xuanqing went to go with red eyes, but was slapped by his father: "Your elder brother is seriously injured, and I don't know if he can be rescued safely. What are you doing? Do you want me to die without a son?"
Zheng Xuanqing humiliated himself and went to the Beihai Palace to report the news. Xu Jing was equally furious and without saying a word, he sent out most of his soldiers to welcome Zheng Xuanfeng back.
"Yue Ya'er, I'm really useless." Xu Jing clenched his fist hard, anger and self-blame flashed in his eyes: "I can't leave Beihai County at will, even if I sneak out quietly, the only people I can use are hundreds of people in the house.
Private soldiers cannot kill the five thousand bandits of Qinglong Village!"
Zhao Xiyan felt pity in her heart.
She knew all too well the grief, anger and pain of being helpless.
She took the initiative to reach out and hold Xu Jing's hand: "The imperial court has strict control over the vassal princes and has many restrictions. As the vassal prince, you have no soldiers and power, so what can you do? Don't blame yourself too much."
"This is not all bad. Zhou Sui was so bold that he dared to rob and kill the officers and soldiers of the imperial court. If this matter reaches the capital, the imperial court will immediately send troops to suppress the bandits."
Several letters she wrote secretly could also add fuel to the flames and make the flames burn even more fiercely.
Xu Jing held Zhao Xiyan's delicate hand, his eyes a little red: "What should I do?"
Zhao Xiyan responded softly: "Your father is seriously ill, you should take care of your father's illness."
Xu Jing: "..."
There has never been a moment when he was so powerless and hated his origins.
The prince of the feudal lord has a distinguished reputation, but this rich Beihai County is not a cage woven by wealth and wealth, tightly trapping him.
He didn't understand it before, but now he understands it, but he can't do anything.
"Go back!" Zhao Xiyan whispered: "Wait patiently. Soon, there will be news about the imperial court sending troops."
Xu Jing and the others gave a muffled hum.
…
Within a day, the news of Zheng Xuanfeng's attack spread.
Zhao Yuanxiu was so horrified that he couldn't care about anything else. He immediately sent his clansmen to buy food and went to the blacksmith shop to secretly order weapons.
Not only the Zhao family was doing this, but also prominent families such as the Wu family were also secretly buying grain.
Ordinary people in Beihai County suddenly found that the prices at grain stores were rising, and they started to grab grains one after another. Seeing the long line of people pushing and shouting to buy grains, the grain shop owners were overjoyed, and immediately raised the prices of grains.
It increased by one penny.
Some people yelled angrily: "You are a maggot with a dirty heart! You will make money from the evil heart!"
The grain store owner turned a deaf ear.
The people had no choice but to accept their bad luck.
For a time, people's hearts were filled with anxiety and panic.
Zheng Xuanqing was in a bad mood and came to Beihai Palace with his head hanging down.
He and Xu Jing are known as the "Two Heroes of Beihai". They usually eat, drink, have fun, fight cocks and go horse racing. Xu Jing is a good guy and even practices martial arts in private. Zheng Xuanqing is just a big idiot. He can't do anything well and is the best in eating and drinking.
Xu Jing was at the martial arts training ground, holding a long bow. With a whoosh, an arrow flew out and landed on the target two hundred meters away.
Without saying a word, Zheng Xuanqing also went to get a pair of bows and arrows, and with a sad and indignant look on his face, he drew the bow and shot.
Whoosh, the arrow flew out diagonally and landed on the ground before it hit the target.
