The day after Murong Qing and Tao Zhiwei arrived in Lincheng, Fang Zilan escorted them back to Dajing.
Before everyone returned, they had to say goodbye according to the custom of Miluo, which was delayed for two hours. Fang Zilan looked at Murong Qing, who was wearing Miluo court clothes. His small figure straightened his back and walked through the long and complicated etiquette, his steps a little unsteady.
Until the last ritual was over, Murong Qing staggered and fell to the ground. Everyone around him was stunned. For a moment, no one dared to step forward to help him. Murong Xun pursed his lips restrainedly, but did not walk over.
Murong Qing stood up slowly, feeling that his legs were weak. As soon as he took a shaky step, he saw a hand stretched out in front of him, "Your Majesty, please drive."
Murong Qing was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to look at the owner of her hand - Fang Zilan. Her expression was indifferent, with no hint of impatience.
Tao Zhiwei, who was following Murong Qing not far behind, raised her eyes and looked over. The nanny beside her already said, "What are you doing, Master Fang?"
Fang Zilan gently raised the plum sword, raised her eyebrows and said: "I'm just doing my duty. Grandma, do you have any opinions?"
The nanny took a deep breath, and before she could speak, she heard Fang Zilan say: "If you have any objections, please hold it back. I am the Duke of Jingyue, and it is not the turn of Miluo's nanny to come and discuss the rules with me."
"Master Fang, please calm down." Tao Zhiwei suddenly spoke out, her tone and tone were measured and elegant, "Ms. You can discipline me outspokenly during your trip, and I hope Master Fang won’t take offense.”
Fang Zilan glanced at Tao Zhiwei and was about to say something when she saw Murong Qing put his hand into her palm and said softly: "Your Majesty, I'm here."
Fang Zilan lowered her head and looked at Murong Qing. There was no trace of fatigue in his eyes. His black and white pupils were clear and resolute. They were extremely beautiful eyes.
"Your Majesty, you're welcome." Fang Zilan took Murong Qing's hand, ignored the various looks from the people around him, walked straight to the carriage, and put Murong Qing on the carriage.
Tao Zhiwei's face turned pale, but she still followed step by step, like a delicate porcelain doll, stepping onto another carriage.
Aunt Xing, who spoke just now, put down the curtain of the carriage for Tao Zhiwei, and then stood next to the carriage. The other people accompanying him also stood up one after another, with their elbows raised and their heads nodded, and they stood surprisingly unanimously.
Fang Zilan and Murong Xun greeted each other from a distance, then got on their horses and led the team back to the capital.
On the way back, Fang Zilan didn't walk very fast, but she was in the habit of marching and didn't often rest during the march. After walking all day, not only Murong Xun and Tao Zhiwei who were sitting in the carriage were exhausted, but the maids and servants walking beside them were even more exhausted.
After dark, the group arrived at the inn, and Fang Zilan asked his soldiers to have a good rest and prepare a few more carriages and horses.
When everyone set out again the next day, Fang Zilan asked the maids to ride in cars and servants to ride horses, and no one in the team was allowed to walk.
As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Xing was the first to stand up and object, "Master Fang, you don't have to abide by Miluo's rules, but you have to let us abide by them. Miluo has no rules about maids and servants riding carriages and horses..."
"Mother Xing, let me remind you that you are now at the border of our capital." Fang Zilan interrupted her unceremoniously, "When you stand on the land of my capital, you must abide by the rules of my capital."
Grandma Xing was interrupted for the first time in so many years. She couldn't help but widen her eyes and asked: "What are the rules?"
"When I am in charge of the army, my words are the rules." Fang Zilan sat on the horse and shook the whip in his hand, "Anyone who violates the rules will be dealt with according to military law."
Grandma Xing was surprised and said: "Master Fang, we are not your soldiers, how could you do this?"
"Of course you can't stand military law, but they can." Fang Zilan glanced at his soldiers and said, "Send Miluo's distinguished guests to their carriages and horses."
As soon as she finished speaking, the soldiers surrounded Miluo's maids and servants. Seeing this, Tao Zhiwei couldn't help but said: "Master Fang, wait a minute. I have long heard that Dajing is a country of etiquette. How can you force us to break Miluo's rules?"
"Mrs. Crown Prince, let me ask you, are people more important, or are rules more important?" Fang Zilan said solemnly: "What's more, if we miss the time to enter Beijing, who will bear the consequences?"
Tao Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, repeating the first half of Fang Zilan's words in her mind. She pondered for a while before reacting. She couldn't help but glance at the maids and servants around her. As expected, their faces had either light or heavy signs of exhaustion.
However, she was still dissatisfied in her heart. Her deep-rooted thoughts since she was a child, as well as her respectable face as a Miluo noblewoman, were nothing in front of Fang Zilan. It was like a tall tower reaching the sky, which was suddenly shaken. Although it did not collapse, it seemed a little more shaky.
Fang Zilan didn't pay attention to Tao Zhiwei at all. Seeing that she was silent, she signaled to Meng Tingyang to help Murong Qing get into the carriage first, and then said to Grandma Xing: "Grandma Xing, please ask Madam Prince to get on the carriage."
After Tao Zhiwei got on the carriage, Grandma Xing was still standing next to the carriage. Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, "Aunt Xing, it will take some time to get to the capital. If you insist on doing this, I'm afraid people will fall before you get to the capital, let alone etiquette and rules?"
Aunt Xing was unmoved, and Fang Zilan said, "Trouble." She immediately mentioned Aunt Xing, ignored her shouts, and put her directly on the carriage.
"Let's go." Fang Zilan gave the order, and the other maids and attendants did not dare to speak. They all got into their carriages and horses obediently, and the group headed straight towards the capital.
On the first day of September, Fang Zilan and his party were not far from the capital.
Fang Zilan was riding on the horse, feeling that this journey had never been duller. Miluo people have so many rules as shackles, and there is no one in Dajing who can talk to her. In addition, the road they take on the official road is calm, and other pedestrians have to avoid them when they encounter them, and they don't even have to watch the excitement. It's really boring.
People like to think about things when they are bored. Before Fang Zilan arrived in the capital, her thoughts had already drifted back. I don’t know what happened to Lieutenant General Cao’s injury, but I guess there should be no problem with Awan here. Will Mo Han miss his family far away in Mushan Pass in Beijing? Is Cong Rong's health feeling better?
While Fang Zilan's mind was wandering, a woman appeared out of nowhere and stopped in front of her horse. Fortunately, she had quick eyesight and quick hands and grabbed the horse in time, preventing the woman from being trampled under the horse.
"Master Fang!" The soldiers on the side rushed over. After Fang Zilan waved to indicate that he was fine, he jumped off the horse and helped the woman kneeling on the ground up.
"Please, help me save..." The woman was panting and couldn't even finish her words. His hair was disheveled and his whole face was covered in sweat. He was obviously exhausted from running.
"Bring water." Fang Zilan took the water from the soldier and fed the woman some, "Girl, please speak slowly."
"It's too late. Brother Xu is about to be beaten to death by them..." The woman took a breath and suddenly knelt straight. "Sir, I beg you to help me save Brother Xu! As long as I can save him, I will do anything. willing!"
