"I'm not very courageous, I just dare to tell the truth."
Brother Sang saw that Chizi and Yuan Chuhua were facing each other tit for tat, and he couldn't understand the undercurrent of the exchange between them. He caught a glimpse of Yuan Chuhua's expression and stretched out his arms to block Zheng Quchi.
"I brought you back. She is my sister. She naturally has the right to decide whether you stay or go."
Yuan Chuhua looked at Brother Sang with a pair of beautiful eyes in surprise. She saw that his expression was as cold and indifferent as ever, but now his mandible was tense and his body had a bit more momentum than before.
"Sang Jiahe, you have to make it clear that you didn't bring me back, it was me - Yuan Chuhua who chose you!" She pointed at Brother Sang, then pointed at herself: "Who do you think you are? Don't think you can take me in for a few days. , you can be arrogant to me, don’t forget, if I hadn’t found you that day, you and your little sister still wouldn’t know—”
"That's enough!" Brother Sang interrupted harshly.
He raised his eyes, a pair of eyes similar to Zheng Quchi's, but with more wrinkles, and said with a heavy heart: "I helped you, and you also helped me, so there is no delay or debt between us. , now you are the high and mighty Princess Sheng'an, you should go back to your magnificent palace instead of living in our simple and narrow farmhouse."
Yuan Chuhua was obviously angered by his unkind words.
"So that's what you think." She nodded suddenly, then her eyes became colder and colder, and finally she said angrily: "Who are you? A cripple, you think this princess rarely wants to be with people like you. ? There is only one person in my heart, and that is Yu Wensheng, the most beautiful man in Daye. I came to this poor place in Fu County this time, and I encountered all this just to see him."
Brother Sang listened expressionlessly, completely indifferent. Only Zheng Quchi lowered his eyes and looked at his clenched fists.
"In this case, why has the princess been hiding in her humble house and not going to the Changxunpo camp to find General Yuwen?" Zheng Quchi asked aloud.
Princess Sheng'an ignored Zheng Quchi's words. She suddenly heard some unusual noises, like dense rustling footsteps quietly approaching.
She reacted for a while, then suddenly looked at Zheng Quchi.
Yuan Chuhua narrowed his eyes slightly, probing and sharply: "This princess has never deliberately concealed her identity, but I am very curious, who are you, and how did you get such a great ability to mobilize troops to surround Sang's house?"
Zheng Quchi was also a little surprised that Yuan Chuhua could tell the difference between people in the government and people in the army by ear, but she was not in a hurry to know now.
She gently patted Brother Sang's hand and reassured him that he didn't have to worry about anything. He would take care of everything: "Brother, I'm going back too. I may be busy with some things these days and can't go home. You have to take care of me at home." Good Yaomei and myself."
Brother Sang seemed to realize that he might have caused trouble for her. He nodded: "Don't worry about us, just do what you want to do."
After telling him, Zheng Quchi raised his eyes leisurely, smiled slightly and said, "Princess Sheng'an, it's time for you to go home."
Her smile at this time seemed to overlap with a subtle similarity to the face of a certain figure. Princess Sheng'an's eyes were dazed, and she seemed to be in a trance for a moment.
With a "pop" sound, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Wei Yao was seen leading a group of soldiers in.
"Princess Sheng'an, please come with me."
When Yuan Chuhua turned around, his expression froze when he saw Wei Yao who looked like a cunning fox.
"why you?"
It turned out that the person his sister called was Wei Yao, and I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to escape this time.
"Because I'm worried that if I send someone else to invite the princess, I won't be able to invite her. Of course, it's also disrespectful to the princess." He said with a smile.
But Yuan Chuhua believed him. She snorted: "Weiyao, we have known each other for more than ten years. I know who you are. Stop saying these boring words. What do you think?" You can take me back to Shengjing and hand it over to my father, right? You can ask Yu Wensheng to see me off in person."
After Wei Yao heard what she said, his smile turned cold: "I'm afraid it won't work anymore. The general is out in Julu Country."
Something happened and his whereabouts are still unknown. Doesn’t the princess not know about it? "
"Of course I know." Yuan Chuhua said coldly: "I also know that Yu Wensheng is a ghost, and he will not die so easily."
"So the princess wants to stay here just to wait for news from the general?"
"I know that as soon as I show up, you will definitely send me back, but I must see Yu Wensheng." She seemed to be full of thoughts.
Wei Yao and Yuan Chuhua have indeed known each other for a long time. He understands her temperament and roughly understands the reason why she is so persistent: "Chu Hua, let alone the general's whereabouts are unknown, even if the general is here, he will not see you."
Yuan Chuhua's face turned pale and he gritted his teeth: "Is he really so cruel?"
It's not cruelty, it's what the general wants to do, and no one can change his mind.
Wei Yao glanced at Zheng Quchi, a crowd of people eating melons, and said, "Let's go, don't make things difficult for me. You don't want the princess of a country to be tied up in a car."
Yuan Chuhua glared at him.
I really wanted to twist his head off, if she couldn't beat him.
Before leaving, Yuan Chuhua looked back at Brother Sang. She looked arrogant and cold. She wanted to say something to him, but after thinking about it for a while, she finally didn't leave a word.
But Brother Sang, who had not looked at her until now, looked straight at her when she turned around. His extraordinary figure was gorgeous, and his gold-lagged auspicious pendant swayed with the wind and made a tinkling sound.
That is an existence that he hopes for but cannot reach...
Zheng Quchi didn't know what happened between her eldest brother and the princess, but she still hoped that nothing would happen between her eldest brother and the princess.
In such an enlightened modern world, there are invisible rich and poor classes, let alone this feudal era, but...
"Brother, no matter what you want to do, you can tell me. Even if you want to reach out and pick the stars in the sky, I will help you build a ladder." Zheng Quchi said seriously.
Brother Sang was shocked after hearing this.
"ruler……"
"elder brother……"
Brother Sang said, "Aren't you leaving yet?"
Zheng Quchi: "..." I feel like my enthusiasm was misplaced.
When the "capture" team started to return to the Changxongpo camp, Yuan Chuhua saw Zheng Quchi on the carriage, and she sat across from him in such a bold manner.
She is a majestic princess, and she actually rides in a carriage with a yellow-haired girl from the countryside? !
She immediately felt unhappy.
"Why are you sitting here?"
Isn't this the carriage going to Changtongpo Camp? Why would she follow along?
"Because there is only one carriage."
"Who asked you about the carriage? What I, the princess, mean is, why are you going back with us?"
"Oh, by the way, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself to you."
Zheng Quchi left Sang's house and no longer hid him: "My surname is not Sang, my surname is Zheng, and my names are Zheng, Qu, and Chi."
Zheng Quchi?
Yuan Chuhua thought to himself, what does your name have to do with me, but Sang Jiahe’s sister is actually named Zheng? Aren't they biological siblings?
But when time passed by one second, two seconds, three seconds... her brain suddenly responded with a "ding".
"Zheng Quchi?! Yu Wensheng's country wife?" She was beyond shocked.
Zheng Quchi: "..."
She seems to know her image and private title in the aristocratic circle now.
She sighed softly: "Did you not hear a word of what I said to the city guard at that time?"
Yuan Chuhua had no time to care about these things at that time. She was worried that she would be recognized, and was planning to create some chaos so that she could escape. Unexpectedly, God favored a female road bandit who appeared to ward off the disaster for her.
And this female roadie is the hostess of the marriage proposal that is still on her father's desk.
"You actually married Yu Wensheng. No, Yu Wensheng actually married you. Did you use any means?"
She asked looking at her with a curious look on her face.
Zheng Quchi said, "I thought your first sentence would be, Yu Wensheng is mine, you'd better wise up and leave, otherwise I will tell you to look good."
Yuan Chuhua was stunned for a moment, then thought about her words carefully, and found it funny: "Now I don't know whether Yu Wensheng is alive or dead, why should I fight for this mess? But you, you are being coaxed into staying here by them. Did you come down, or did you stay because of your deep love for Yu Wensheng?"
"None of them." Zheng Quchi shook his head.
Now Yuan Chuhua was curious: "Oh, what's the reason?"
Zheng Quchi raised the corners of his mouth sweetly and said nonsense: "Of course it's because he wants to take over this incredible wealth."
Yuan Chuhua: "..."
A few words to describe her expression at this moment are - I thought you were pure, beautiful and unpretentious, but I never thought you were such a woman behind your back!
Outside, Wei Yao listened to the conversation between Princess Sheng'an and his wife in the car and found it funny.
There is no such thing as the enjoyment of wealth and wealth. Madam has always faced all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and countless life and death situations... Even Sheng'an knows that this is a mess of trouble, but Madam But he never flinched from the beginning to the end, and always dealt with it with the most positive and optimistic attitude.
This was Zheng Quchi, the woman who when he saw her for the first time, faced the ridicule and ridicule of others, she could calmly and confidently say, "Look at her, have you ever seen a short and strong man like me?"
——
The three major difficulties that were faced not long ago have now made varying degrees of progress. It must be said that this is all thanks to Zheng Quchi.
People from the Yuwen family came to ask for their return to the main house and to take care of Yuwen Sheng's private property, so she temporarily stabilized her situation by calling her "posthumous son".
The matter of raising military funds is proceeding in an orderly manner. The workshop is under construction, and the "Black Bear" transport vehicle is on the way to be manufactured. A person who knows business has also been hired to take care of the affairs for them. Domestic and foreign sales channels have already been opened, and they just need to wait. With sufficient supply, Ye Guo's first car manufacturing project can be launched.
The missing Princess Sheng'an has been found, and King Ye has no excuse to trouble them for the time being.
As soon as they returned to the Changxunpo camp, Zheng Quchi asked Wei Yao to keep Yuanchu Hua under strict guard and never let her run away again, and then they sent a message back to Shengjing to King Ye.
When there was a response from the other side, they escorted the person back.
However, the chief eunuch had not yet settled their affairs, so she asked Wei Yao: "Brother Wei, did you find out anything during the interrogation yesterday?"
When Wei Yao heard this, he immediately looked very solemn. He nodded: "I just wanted to report this to you. They are indeed not a group of ordinary road bandits."
"Who are they?"
Wei Yao looked around and whispered to her in a low voice: "They are the sword-carrying guards from the late queen's harem."
"Queen first?"
"Yes, I never expected that such an old incident would be found among a group of road bandits. Madam, I don't know that King Ye once married two queens. The first queen died thirteen years ago and left a son. But On the day the late queen passed away, this group of sword-carrying guards and the eldest prince had been missing for thirteen years."
Zheng Quchi immediately grasped the key point: "Could it be that this Xing'an..."
Wei Yao naturally guessed what she was thinking, because he also had the same suspicion when he first found out about this matter.
"No, he is not, because King Ye has been looking for this eldest prince for so many years. I heard that he had a strange-shaped red spot on the back of his neck. I looked through the man named Xing'an and there was nothing on him, so he It can’t be the eldest prince.”
"Then where is such an eldest prince now? Why did he leave the palace with these sword-wielding servants in the first place?"
"This matter involves the affairs of the palace. It is not something that outsiders like us can investigate. However, King Ye must be very interested in these matters." Wei Yao said.
Zheng Quchi clasped his hands and smiled: "That's great. As long as we report their case, King Ye will have no time to express his anger and hold us accountable, and the eyes of the court will be attracted by this past mystery.
If you attract attention, everything can be easily solved. "
"Indeed, if this matter is investigated, it will surely involve many things. King Ye is naturally more concerned about the strangeness of the death of his heirs and the late queen."
"This matter will be sent back to Shengjing together with the matter of Princess Sheng'an, and we will wait for the reply from there. Brother Wei, if you have time now, I would like you to take me to the prison."
"What are you doing in prison, madam?"
"Go to Xing'an and ask some questions."
"But the dungeon is cold and dirty. I'm worried that Madam won't be used to it."
"So I asked you to accompany me. I have never been into a dungeon, but I guess it must be unusual inside. But with Brother Wei accompanying me, at least I feel comforted. Besides, I don't dare to face even this small difficulty. Yes, how will we deal with bigger waves in the future?”
Wei Yao curled up his lips: "Okay, I'll accompany you, but the dungeon is not as scary as you think."
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The dungeon of Chang Zongpo is a veritable underground prison. They went down the stairs from the ground to the underground. This is the kind of primitive tunnel environment. Although it is spacious, there are no paved floors or walls. Everything you see is... It's some muddy-smelling sand.
The temperature underground is at least ten degrees lower than that on the ground, and it will really chill your bones if you stay there for a long time.
"This way."
Wei Yao led her forward. There were torches in the dungeon, but not many. They were enough for lighting, but they were not bright. It always gave people a dark and cool feeling.
There are very few guards in the dungeon, and the shifts are relatively frequent. Just staying in this cramped, cold, dark place is a kind of suffering.
In front is the place where prisoners are kept. This dungeon has been empty since it was dug. It was not filled until these road bandits were captured.
Passing by a cell where prisoners were held in solitary confinement, Zheng Quchi glanced at it inadvertently.
The man was wearing black clothes and sitting against the wall. His messy hair was hanging low on his chest. His limbs were long and his body was thin. But he looked familiar to her inexplicably.
