As the sky grew brighter, more and more people came to see her off spontaneously, and they spontaneously stood on both sides of the street, waiting for the princess to drive by.
Gradually, it gets brighter. The dragon chariot led the way, followed closely by the phoenix chariot, accompanied by hundreds of civil and military officials, palace maids and guards. A team of thousands of people marched toward the dock.
Jiang Yuntian rode a red-maned horse and stayed by the princess's carriage. Together with him, he served as the captain of the guard, as well as Lin Tong, who had escorted the princess to Suzhou in the past.
"Princess, walk slowly..." The people wiped away their tears and offered their blessings. Zhao Qin's crying could be heard faintly in the car.
Ningguo, Ningguo, it seems that from the moment she was born, she was destined to dedicate herself to the peace of the country.
After the convoy arrives at the pier. The emperor and the empress personally took the princess into the carriage, gave her a glass of wine, and said a few blessings. With the support of the palace maid, the princess boarded the ship and said goodbye, dragging her long phoenix-tail skirt.
When she got off the boat, she looked back for the first time, looking at the common people, with tears filling her eyes. She stepped onto the gangway and looked back for the second time, looking at the entire capital, tears streaming down her face.
She stepped onto the phoenix boat and looked back for the third time, looking at Jiang Yuntian with tears streaming down her face. She covered her face and ran into the cabin while crying, completely drowning her sorrow.
Jiang Yuntian's face was expressionless, but his hands were holding the reins tightly. He raised his arms and shouted: "Get aboard!" The accompanying attendants, maids, envoys, and officials, a total of more than 500 people, boarded the phoenix ship and the official ship one after another.
Two thousand guards stepped onto the warship one after another. Song Che was also about to return to the cargo ship. At this time, he heard a call: "Boss Song, wait for us!" He saw a group of female swordsmen in white clothes and wearing mittens on their heads, running quickly onto the dock.
Nangong Yue, Lu Jingxiang, Ziyun, Kui Si and Wanzhou were thirty-two people in total.
"What are you doing here?" Song Che asked in surprise. Nangong Yue gasped and said, "It's the news given to us by Mr. Gao, saying that Boss Song is going to go out with his troops. We made a special trip from Luoyang to accompany him and protect him."
"There are more than 2,000 guards here. We don't need your protection. The dangers here are unknown. You should go back. Luo Chao's business also needs you to take care of." Song Che wanted to persuade them to go back.
No one wants to leave.
"Without a boss, what else does Luo Chao need?"
"Yes, Mr. Song, we haven't had time to repay you for your great kindness in redeeming our lives, so let us go with you!"
"Don't underestimate us as women. One is worth ten, it's no problem!"
"Just let us go, just let us go!" Oh, this, this, this... Song Che sighed, turned around and made a
"Get aboard" gesture. The girls were overjoyed, cheering one after another, and surrounded Song Che as they boarded the cargo ship together. Soon, the fleet arrived.
"Set sail!" the horn sounded. In the voice of the people, two warships took the lead, followed by phoenix boats, official ships, cargo ships, and finally two warships, with a total of more than 3,000 people, and ten large ships, leaving the dock in sequence and heading north along the canal.
Two days later, the fleet arrived in Beijing. At this time, heavy snow fell from the sky, announcing that this year has officially entered the cold winter.
The Daming Mansion had already prepared a carriage for the reception. The helpers and guards braved the heavy snow to unload and load the carriage. After resting for a night in Beijing, the wedding team continued their journey early the next morning. For the next month, they would probably have to face the wind and snow.
It's really cold in the north! Song Che was wearing a cotton-padded jacket, a fox fur coat, and a fur coat on his head. He was huddled in the carriage. Even with the stove on, he couldn't get rid of the chill in his heart.
Heavy snow often blocked the way, so we could only sweep while walking. The team's march was difficult, and they could only cover thirty miles a day.
"Stop, we will camp here today!" He told the horse running quickly. There were so many people in the team that it was difficult to accommodate them at the inn, so they often set up camp half an hour before dark.
"Boss, the tent is set up..."
"Boss, the bed is made..."
"Boss, the meal is ready..." It is definitely the most correct choice to let this group of women accompany them. They are ingenious and skillful. Among the entire team, apart from the princess's tent, Song Che's tent is the most spacious. Every time Song Che came into the tent, he would keep the inside warm, with hot tea, hot rice, water for washing feet, and even the quilt would be warmed in advance.
"Let's all eat together."
"Let's all drink together."
"Let's all sleep together." How could such a generous person like Song Che bear to let them freeze and starve? Every time I pass through the county town, I spend a lot of money on clothes, food, wine, and charcoal fire. The main thing is a
"Enjoy the joy of suffering". While everyone was shivering from the cold due to the charcoal, Song Che had already grilled mutton skewers in the tent. Whenever he lit a fire to cook, shameless officials would come to ask for a bowl of broth.
"Brother Song! Something big happened!" Jiang Yuntian opened the tent, looking panicked. Song Che sat in front of the barbecue grill, flipping the mutton skewers, and asked: "What's more important than eating?" He patted the empty seat next to him and greeted: "Come on, come on, I'm planning to have a barbecue party, and you're just in time. There's goose stewed in an iron pot, cabbage and pork stewed with vermicelli, radish and pork ribs soup, charcoal grilled lamb skewers, and sweet potato grilled with liquor. Take whatever you like, don't take it. Be polite." Jiang Yuntian gritted his teeth. Seeing how worldly he was, he couldn't help scolding him: "Are you here to see someone off, or are you here to enjoy life?"
"It seems that there is no conflict between the two, right?" Song Che picked up two skewers of mutton, sprinkled a handful of cumin and chili powder, and handed it to Jiang Yuntian with a smile: "Here, let's try how it tastes?"
"Oops! Princess, she...she is sick!" Jiang Yuntian was anxious, pacing back and forth in the tent, but did not dare to speak too loudly: "I asked the imperial doctor and learned that the princess has not thought about food or tea all day since she left Tokyo. I don’t want to, just eat a small bite a day, and the weather is so cold, how can this be done? If this continues, I’m afraid that before we reach the outside of the Great Wall, we will already be... Oh, what can we do!" Song Che added a few more points He handed the mutton skewers to Jiang Yuntian and said with a smile: "If you give her the mutton skewers yourself, she will be cured of all her illnesses."
"She doesn't want to see me at all! I haven't looked for her since I returned to Beijing. She must have thought that I had abandoned her! She doesn't eat or drink, and it's probably because of me. Besides, I'm a foreigner. "Chen, even if you want to explain to her a few more words, there is no chance," Jiang Yuntian became more and more anxious as he spoke, and kept shaking Song Che.
"Good brother, please think of a way for me. No matter what, we have to let her eat!"
"Okay, okay..." Song Che put some food into a food box and pulled Jiang Yuntian out of the tent.
"Are you sure she is willing to eat these things? The dishes in the dining room are much richer than yours." Jiang Yuntian asked as he walked.
Song Che was full of confidence: "Don't worry, she will definitely eat what I send, even if it is a white flour bun."
