A letter was sent to the Bingzhou Wu family about Wu Zhao being named a talented person and serving in the palace.
Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang were stunned after seeing it.
Normally, if such a good thing happened, they would jump to the sky with joy, but the grudge between them and the Yang family was very deep. No one could tell whether this girl would be a blessing or a disaster once she became powerful.
They didn't have time to think too much, because as soon as the imperial edict arrived in the states and counties, eunuchs, envoys, local magistrates, wealthy gentry and famous families swarmed in and arrived one after another.
Either they were on errands or congratulatory, and most of the others were just joining in the fun to say flattery.
The Wu brothers spoke highly of the emperor's favor and received the gifts one by one with unnatural expressions on their faces. Only Shan, who was arranging the banquet in the corner, flashed an inexplicable smile.
Although Wu Zhao was summoned directly to the palace, the process was indispensable. He still had to be sent off from his hometown by his natal family.
Yang also returned to the Wu family with an uneasy heart, but something terrible happened to her.
She clearly saw Wu Zhao coming back with blood on his hands. In her opinion, he must have killed Shanshi.
But Shanshi was so calm in front of her, even polite to her, as if she was a different person, which puzzled her.
Wu Zhao seemed to have no feeling at all about this matter, as if it had never happened.
Now that the Wu family is lively, those who have been mocking Yang and Wu Zhao in the past few years, such as Samurai Rang Samurai Leng and others, send them off in person with festive faces, wishing they could put their heads on the ground and let Wu Zhao step on them.
Wu Yuanqing, who now has a hereditary title, supported the Yang family and gave them gifts as if he were serving his own mother.
In Wu Zhao's eyes, there was only Yang from the beginning to the end, and he kept holding his mother's hand and walking out.
Yang felt like she had thousands of words stuck in her throat. She wanted to say it but didn't know where to start.
She should be relieved that her daughter's matter was settled, but recalling Wu Zhao's appearance when he killed someone, she still couldn't help but feel worried, fearing that she would go astray.
But on the other hand, intrigues are inevitable after entering the palace, and she is very optimistic about the martial arts skills, which is very contradictory.
After a long journey, we must say goodbye. Yang couldn't bear to let go of Wu Zhao's hand, and her eyes were full of tears, but Wu Zhao did not cry, but wiped Yang's tears.
"Why is my mother like this? Your Majesty is so graceful. You should be happy for your child. Once your child enters the palace, if he becomes powerful, he will not let your mother be bullied again!"
Yang touched Wu Zhao's cheek: "Wu'er, the palace is no better than other people's rooms. When you leave, it's like entering the deep sea. I don't know when I will see you again. Maybe this time I leave..."
Wu Zhao leaned close to Yang's ear and whispered: "Mother, don't be sad. The child is gone. Not only does it take away one of your worries, but they don't dare to bully you as long as the child is here."
"Don't show such a bitter look in front of them. If someone makes a fuss about it and makes His Majesty displeased, there may be disaster. Also, if the child really goes away and never comes back, then...you can Forget about the kids..."
Yang said with a sad look on her face: "Mother doesn't want to either, but you are the flesh that fell from my mother's body. I'm just afraid that it will hurt you."
Wu Zhao smiled slightly: "Children never feel pain. I also want to thank them for giving me, Wu Zhao, the strength to make up my mind to live! I will thank them very much!"
After the words fell, Wu Zhao immediately put on an indifferent expression and said in a somewhat impatient tone:
"Mother, how can you cry like this? Being with the Emperor is a blessing that many people can't ask for. Stop showing off your pretentiousness! The baby is gone."
After saying that, Wu Zhao let go of Yang's hand, took a deep look at the other party, turned around and got on the carriage.
After getting in the car, Wu Zhao's tears fell down his cheeks and he buried his head in his knees.
The people around looked at the carriage driving away, and they were all stunned, with shock in their eyes.
They had seen tears in their eyes when seeing off relatives, which was understandable, but this martial artist really made them see something new.
When he left, he held his head high and smiled lightly, without even turning his head. How could he be so decisive...
Yang knew that Wu Zhao was trying to save herself from the siege, so as not to let outsiders say that she was still so sad after entering the palace and the imperial city, and let others talk about it.
In the end, I could only watch the carriage go away like a stone, disappearing on the dusty official road.
After seeing him off, Yang took the Buddhist beads and came to pray in front of the warrior Xun's spirit tablet.
"Husband, if you have a soul in heaven, please bless Wu'er. Yuan Tiangang once said that my son has the appearance of an emperor. Now... let you and I pray for her together..."
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On the way back.
The eunuch who came to announce his following used his inner power to transmit a voice to another guard beside him: "The person the commander asked to monitor does indeed have some meaning."
Upon hearing this, the guard next to him replied: "Of course, those who can attract the attention of the commander are not mediocre people. But then again, you don't pretend to be a eunuch. If you look closely, you can see the stubble. I think you should just castrate it." "
"Get out! How dare you talk to me like that? I'm your boss!"
"You fart! When did you become my boss?"
"Oops? I am Tianshuixing and you are Jizoxing. Although we are both handsome people, I am ranked higher than you."
"I belong directly to Disha, how can I compare with you Tiangang? Are you sick?"
"Okay, okay, hey, do you find something weird about the Wu family?"
When Jizang Xing heard the question, his eyes narrowed and he nodded: "It's a little strange, especially that Shanshi. She is really happy, but she gives me the feeling that she is a little too happy."
"Not only that, I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that she is not an ordinary person."
"No way? Haven't Tian Qiaoxing investigated it? There are very few people in the Wu family who know martial arts. Yuan Qing and Yuanshuang are still half-assed. They are only a small star now and are useless."
Tianshuixing shook his head: "I think it's better to tell the commander, we can't see it, maybe the commander can."
"Okay! I will send a letter back to the commander in a while."
The two were discussing outside, and Wu Zhao inside had stopped crying.
When she left this time, she knew it might be the last time. After all, after entering the palace and becoming an emperor, a woman would have to live in the palace for the rest of her life.
Sighing slowly, Wu Zhao sneered. Instead of thinking about so many depressing things, it would be better to take a good look at the scenery along the way.
Last time she ran out as if fleeing for safety, she didn't even have time to take a closer look.
When she lifted the gauze curtain and looked out the window, she saw Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang riding horses and guarding outside.
When Wu Yuanqing saw Wu Zhao sticking his head out, he was startled for a moment, and then immediately put on a smile: "What are your instructions, but the road is too bumpy?"
He no longer dares to call the other person sister directly. Now that his identity has changed, he has to hold his throat even when speaking. He has not been so kind in so many years.
Wu Zhao said calmly: "Get out of the way, blocking me from enjoying the scenery."
Wu Yuanqing glanced at Wu Yuanshuang awkwardly, and they both tightened the reins and slowed down a few steps to make room for Wu Zhao.
A few days later, everyone finally returned to Chang'an.
But just after entering the city gate and approaching the palace, six people suddenly appeared and blocked everyone's way.
The six men were wearing soft armor, with muskets on their waists, and their waists were straight. They first saluted everyone, and then looked at the carriage.
Wu Zhao frowned slightly in the car, not knowing what was going on.
At this time, I heard a sudden voice from outside: "I need to check on you all, please cooperate with me, I'm sorry!"
Wu Zhao was a little displeased and raised the curtains of his car and winked at Wu Yuanqing.
Wu Yuanqing was eager to have this opportunity to show it off in front of his sister, so he immediately took out a bag of silver from his arms and stepped forward.
"Several officials, there are martial arts people in the car, why don't we try to be accommodating to each other?"
The visitor didn't even look at it, and hummed softly: "Please get out of the way, don't delay our inspection!"
After the words fell, the six people slowly walked towards the carriage.
"Wait a minute! You shameless slave! I have already said that there are military talents registered by His Majesty in the car. How dare you force a search? Who gave you such courage!?"
"it's me..."
A calm voice sounded, and then a figure instantly appeared in front of everyone.
The six people who were searching immediately knelt down on one knee when they saw the person coming and said, "I've seen the Imperial Master!"
Yuan Tiangang nodded, put his hands behind his back, and slowly came to the carriage.
Wu Yuanqing was so frightened that he kept retreating. This man was one of the emperor's think tanks. He had no power but great power. He couldn't afford to offend him!
