As time passes, another day comes.
In the capital city, there is a somewhat dilapidated house.
The two guardians, high and low, were leaning against each other, their faces full of lust.
"How about... let's go to Mr. Yang Mianshou for help? I've been hungry for four days and I really can't hold on any longer!"
When the low protector heard this, a touch of hope reappeared on his already despairing cheeks.
"Brother, I listen to you!"
Protector Gao nodded slightly, with a look of relief on his face.
"Okay, in that case, you will go to the palace in person and ask Lord Yang Mianshou for help."
"I have been hungry for a long time and have no strength. I leave this matter to you, my good brother."
The low guardian looked dull and glanced at his brother beside him.
He hesitated for a moment, but did not stand up.
"Brother, I have lost my energy. I can't listen to you this time."
! ?
Protector Gao looked at his younger brother beside him in astonishment. After a moment, some understanding flashed in his eyes.
"I thought you would say this. It seems that I thought too much..."
"Okay, let's wait another morning. If Lord Yang Mianshou still doesn't come, I will go to the palace to find him."
At this moment, he suddenly felt the resentful gaze of his younger brother beside him.
"Brother, I won't starve to death by you, right?"
"Well……"
Just when Protector Gao was embarrassed, suddenly there was an unhurried knock on the door outside the courtyard.
Protector Gao's eyes lit up, as if he had taken a small blue pill, he stood up and rushed to the door.
Locking and opening the door was done in one go, as if it had been rehearsed countless times in the mind.
Yang Dong looked at Protector Gao with some surprise.
Wait, why is his face a little blue?
Is he poisoned, or is there something wrong with his practice, or...
Just when he was confused, Protector Gao's feeble voice came to his ears.
"Master Yang Mianshou, can you treat my two brothers to a meal?"
At this time, the faint voice of Protector Low came from the courtyard not far away.
"A piece of cooking cake is also acceptable..."
…
After finishing the high and low guardians,
Yang Dong originally wanted to go to the Shangqing Palace to say goodbye to the empress.
But thinking of the cold eyes of the blue bird, he gave up the idea.
Blue Bird probably already knew what happened that night.
Otherwise, there is no need for her to trick herself like this!
But if she really knew it, why didn't she give herself a break?
Could it be that... he was impressed by his own charm?
Yang Dong thought so and immediately shook his head.
No, how could a woman like Qingniao be passionate about him?
In this case, there is only the last possibility.
That is... I am still useful to Yourong.
Qingniao is loyal to Yourong, and as long as she can still be used by Yourong, she will not kill herself.
At most...it's just a sneak peek to trick me!
After thinking about this clearly, he no longer had any doubts in his mind. In the evening, amid Mr. Lu's curses, he took away the gunpowder raw materials that could fit the small half-carriage, as well as the iron pipes and iron balls for the other half-carriage.
Looking at the carriage full of big babies, Yang Dong's cheeks showed a touch of relief.
Sure enough, these things can give you a greater sense of security.
As for the High and Low Protectors and Hong Laoliu...
Can the combination of resentful brothers + Lao Liu really be trusted?
Back to Qianji Tower,
Yang Dong arranged for several smart, dexterous and trustworthy spies to accompany him.
Then he called Yuan Jia over and said with a serious face:
"I'm going to Luozhou tomorrow. You wait for my return in the palace."
"You can rest assured this time. I have taken care of everything inside and out. No one will cause trouble for you again."
"If...if anyone is blind and insists on causing trouble for you, take this letter and go to the Shangqing Palace to find His Majesty. Tell the guard at the door that I ordered you to go."
After saying this, Yang Dong waved his hands tiredly.
"That's all, you go down first, I'm a little tired."
After saying that, he lay down on the couch and closed his eyes slightly.
Although he had made sufficient preparations, he was not sure whether it was enough, or how much short of it was.
That’s all, let’s take it one step at a time!
Yang Dong sighed softly, and his breathing became evener.
But he didn't realize that Yao Jia's innocent and pleasant cheeks were filled with determination at this moment.
She clenched her pink fists tightly and looked at Yang Dong with eyes full of determination.
Mr. Yang, no matter what, I will go to Luozhou with you this time.
Even...even if you get angry because of it.
…
Early the next morning, the troika left the palace through the morning dew.
This time, for the first time, the empress did not review the memorial in the study. Instead, she stood on the city wall and watched the carriage leave.
Until the carriage gradually disappeared into the sky, she still did not take her eyes back.
After a while, she murmured to herself:
"Xiao Dongzi, no matter what, you must come back!"
"I can't...Neither I nor Da Zhou can live without you."
Qingniao stood beside the empress and looked at her with a complicated expression.
After pondering for a moment, he finally spoke:
"Your Majesty, don't worry. As the saying goes, this kid will be fine for thousands of years."
…
The matter of the troika leaving Beijing,
Like a stone, it stirred up waves inside and outside the capital.
Lin Mansion, Bamboo Garden,
Lin Chunqiu did not cut bamboo today. Instead, he leaned on the bamboo chair and lowered his head in deep thought.
Lin San stood beside him, as quiet as a shadow.
"So after Yao Qi left the capital, His Majesty sent a troika to leave the palace."
"What does this little emperor want to do..."
Lin Chunqiu rubbed his eyebrows, a hint of exhaustion flashed in his eyes.
"Forget it, what kind of trouble can a mere troika cause in Luozhou... With the old prince and the Long Wu Army, even if Ji Chen comes in person, there is nothing he can do."
"The only one who can be regarded as a little troublesome is probably that old guy Han Zheng. But he... is not worth mentioning as he is acting like a chariot with a mantis!"
He murmured to himself, his voice a bit hoarse, and drifted away with the wind.
"Lin San, my master has something that I need you to do personally."
"Over there in Youzhou... you go say hello to Hou Jin. The horse farm can be given to him, but half of them must be named Lin."
Lin San's figure flashed and disappeared immediately.
Only a faint word "yes" was left in place.
…
In the midst of desolation,
A dilapidated courtyard,
Two white lanterns hung on the lintel, adding a spooky and eerie feel to the entire courtyard.
"Miss, someone left the palace again."
"This time, we went to the Troika."
A pale-faced man in mourning clothes stood outside the main house, whispering to the room to report.
After a brief silence, a cold voice without any emotion came from the room.
"I understand. Zhou Jia, please continue to keep an eye on the palace and Lin Mansion."
"Also, over in Luozhou, have you said hello to your senior brother?"
The gloomy man named Zhou Jia pondered for a moment and then said:
"Miss, it's just Yao Qi. Do you really want to use all those secrets?"
"The master said that it was prepared for the young lady."
