"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Wait for me, slave! I can't keep up with you!"
In front of the Forbidden Palace, Zhao Jun walked forward quickly with a stern face, followed quickly by Wang Huai'en, who was lame and limping.
Hearing his call, Zhao Jun came back from his anger, took a deep breath to calm down and stood there waiting for Wang Huaien.
After he caught up, Zhao Jun said apologetically: "Wang Banban, this king..."
Wang Huaien quickly shook his head: "Your Majesty, I am just a slave. You don't have to apologize to me."
Zhao Jun opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but looking at Wang Huai'en's firm eyes, he didn't say anything more.
Suddenly Zhao Jun seemed to remember something, so he asked: "Wang Banban, where is Qing'er? Why haven't you seen Qing'er since leaving the palace?"
Wang Huaien said quickly: "My lord, don't worry. It seemed something was not right at that time. I immediately asked Sister Qing'er to go back to the house first. She should be back to the house now."
Zhao Jun breathed a sigh of relief.
Then Zhao Jun said: "Wang Banban, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you for being beaten. Since we can't go through the formal channels, then we will play tricks with him!"
Playing dirty?
Wang Huaien thought for a while and then asked: "My lord, do you want me to contact the secret guard?"
Zhao Jun shook his head and said: "Don't contact the secret guards in the capital for the time being."
"Ah? What happened?"
Wang Huaien was puzzled.
Zhao Jun looked back at the Imperial City and said quietly:
"My father's attitude is a bit strange today. He is not that arrogant, but his mood today seems a bit hard to hide."
"Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. Although I said that his achievements were worthless in Funing Palace, in fact, he was able to repair the broken ship of the Song Dynasty to what it is today under the circumstances. Father. Naturally, it goes without saying much about his abilities and means.
And with the city he deserves, he should be unmoved by the little stimulation I gave him today, but he was angry, very angry, showing his helplessness and helplessness.
This was very wrong, especially since his words also encouraged me to seek revenge by other means, which made me very suspicious.
Wang Banban, are there any unusual situations in Beijing recently? "
After Wang Huaien thought for a while, he shook his head and said: "There is nothing abnormal. Could it be that you are overly worried, Your Majesty?"
Zhao Jun shook his head and said: "Be careful when sailing the ship of ten thousand years. Now that we are in Bianjing, we have too little strength in our hands, so we must be careful in everything.
My father's attitude today is really strange, and I feel very uneasy.
The secret guard is our last trump card in the capital. We cannot reveal it unless absolutely necessary, otherwise we will be like a naked lamb.
When it comes to revenge, we use the most childish means, as long as the other party can't grasp the problem. In this way, Wang Ban will come with you. "
Wang Huaien nodded and quickly put his ear to it.
Zhao Jun whispered his plan in his ear.
Wang Huaien's face couldn't bear it after hearing this.
"My lord, will this be a little uncomfortable?"
Zhao Jun said with an indifferent expression: "We have given enough money, and there are many people willing to do it, so we are not short of this money."
Wang Huaien hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and nodded heavily: "Yes! I understand!"
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In the early morning, the rooster crowed.
The crisp sound of the iron plate came clearly from outside the house.
This is a signal that the sky is about to break in Bianjing City, and is sent by the monks who announce the dawn in many temples.
At the same time, the loud weather forecast from monks walking around the streets came from outside the house:
"The sky is clear!"
"The sky is clear!"
This is a unique weather forecast for Bianjing. These monks give it to the people of Bianjing every day, so that the people can know the next arrangement, whether it will rain, etc.
Not only the common people, but also all the officials will arrange today's work based on the weather forecast, which is a major feature of Bianjing City.
Zhao Jun also woke up to the sound of dawn and weather forecast, stretched out comfortably, got dressed and went out without Qing'er waiting on him.
Opening the door, the sky outside has begun to get brighter, and the road can be seen clearly.
After washing up, Zhao Jun left the house and headed towards the market without taking anyone else with him.
At the sound of dawn, all the gates, bridges and markets in Bianjing City were opened.
Walking to the street, you can see butchers carrying slaughtered pigs and sheep, carrying pigs and sheep one by one to their stalls.
If the stall is larger, you will start towing it with a car.
People who went into the city to sell grain either carried it on their own shoulders, dragged it in a cart or had it carried on their own donkeys, and they also went to the market one after another to sell it.
The breakfast shops on the street are also open. Because the sky is still a little gray, many shops are still selling goods with lights on.
What's more, Zhao Jun actually saw someone selling facial cleansing water at a stall!
That's right, it's just ordinary water. It costs two cents for a wash. I'll get you a small basin to put it in, about 500 milliliters.
The hawker brought two large buckets of water into the city and said it was some kind of mountain spring water.
Smelling the enticing aroma, Zhao Jun walked to the nearest breakfast shop on the street. There was a wall on the wall of the shop with dense wooden signs hanging on it. They were all the same breakfast, which was quite a bit like the stickers of a hotel in his previous life. The menu on the wall looks like.
Zhao Jun looked up and was shocked!
Oops! There are actually quite a few dishes!
There are fried sausages, various parts of sheep, ducks and goose, cakes, porridge, blood soup, sheep blood, powder soup, sesame cakes, steamed cakes, glutinous rice cakes, etc...
It can be said that there is a dazzling array of food, no worse than those restaurants specializing in breakfast in later generations.
Looking at this dense menu, Zhao Jun felt that he had difficulty choosing and didn't know what to eat.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally made his choice: "Shop! Two sesame seed cakes, a bowl of porridge, and two roasted goose legs!"
When the store owner heard someone ordering food, he immediately responded loudly: "Okay! Two sesame seed cakes, a bowl of porridge, and two roasted goose legs! Please sit inside and the food will be here soon!"
Satisfied, Zhao Jun found a seat and sat down. When the store had all the dishes ordered, he started to eat with big mouthfuls.
At the same time, Ding Nie, who had been in a bad mood all night, also got up early. Instead of having breakfast at the house, he planned to go to Feiyun Restaurant for breakfast. As a result, as soon as he went out and before he could get on his horse, something suddenly happened behind him. There was a sound of sprinting.
Turning around subconsciously, Ding Nie saw a ragged little old man rushing towards him carrying a big wooden barrel!
Before he could react, the little old man rushed in front of him, and then in his disbelieving eyes, the little old man threw the bucket at him!
Wow!
A large bucket of stinky golden juice was just caught by him!
Ding Nie, who was splashed with feces, was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and became furious:
"Ahhh! Catch him! I'm going to skin him!!!!"
However, when the guards of the Taiwei Mansion swarmed forward and grabbed the little old man, they saw that the little old man had lost his breath.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a wisp of black blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.
He actually committed suicide by taking poison on the spot!
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(End of chapter)
