"Come out and see, Duo Ze is escorting the emperor Zhu Yousong back to Beijing." Everyone's attention was quickly diverted by the shouting outside the door.

"Hey, the country is ruined, what else is there to see." I don't know who muttered, everyone was about to get up to look at the lively body, but they all froze in the air all of a sudden.

"Who are those beauties who are following you?" Outside the tavern, the crowd gathered more and more, as if this emperor was not from his own country and had nothing to do with him.

"These are the concubines that Zhu Yousong chose in Nanjing, and the ones behind, it is said that they are the beauties that Duo Ze captured in Yangzhou, and they are ready to share the same taste with his brothers."

"I'm xx your ancestor, this Doze is really evil."

Hearing Yangzhou, the drunken scholar's eyes suddenly widened, and he stood up sharply and rushed straight out of the door.

"This fake drunkard, I knew he was pretending to be drunk. As soon as I heard the beauty, I ran faster than anyone else. Behind the drunken scholar came the laughter of Xiao Er. In fact, he also wanted to see it, but the shopkeeper was glaring at him with fierce eyes.

The scholar was so tall that he could see the street just by standing behind the crowd.

A tall war horse walked in front of the team, and the general on horseback was wearing a suit of armor shining golden in the sun, with a burly figure, a beard, a horizontal face, a long knife hanging from his waist, and a tall and unstoppable toe, which was the victorious return of Duoze.

Behind him, the second row of soldiers with spears lined up, and on the prisoner cart in the middle, Zhu Yousong, the Hongguang Emperor who had escaped for more than half a month and had not yet lost weight, was wearing a dragon robe and was sitting in the car. At this moment, Zhu Yousong has no energy, and all that remains is a look of frustration and panic.

Suddenly, an egg flew into the prisoner car, hitting Zhu Yousong's face. The egg yolk and egg whites on his face flowed down from that fat face, which was really embarrassing. When Tazawa looked back and saw this scene, not only was he not angry, but he laughed out loud. The crowd of onlookers saw that the Qing soldiers did not pay attention to this behavior, and for a while, the vegetables and eggs flew up one after another, and the prison car suddenly became a vegetable market. Seeing his former people treating him like this, Zhu Yousong's eyes became even more frightened. He curled up in the corner of the prisoner's cart, his head so low that he wanted to hide between his legs, and then hugged him tightly with both hands, trembling slightly.

The drunken scholar was not interested in this kind of venting, and his eyes were fixed on the two rows of women in fine costumes tied by ropes behind the prisoner car. These women all have good faces, fair skin, and at first glance, they are the masters who have not suffered much, but they may look haggard because of long-term walking, and with the fear in their hearts, they all look a little discolored.

"Hey, man, are there all these women?" The drunken scholar didn't seem to be satisfied with the appearance of these women, and he patted the little brother in front of him who was watching the excitement and asked.

"Brother, it's not satisfying to have such a woman to show you, this is something that you can't see when you usually stay in the palace, so you can be content." The little brother glanced at the scholar with a little disdain in his eyes.

"Do you see the sedan chair in the back, it's the real Tianzi country, you know a fart."

Hearing the conversation between the scholar and the little brother, a brother next to him who was watching the excitement was not happy.

"I heard that this Doze has already divided them into ranks, and when they return to the palace next time, they are ready to send them directly to the palace. That's the beauty you've never seen. ”

"It's really fake." Hearing someone say this, the little brother desperately padded his heels and stretched his neck, hoping to be able to see the beauty in the sedan chair at a glance.

The book grew tall, and he didn't need to move to see the whole sedan chair, but the sedan curtains were tightly closed, so he could see the scene inside.

The escort team finally walked through the long street, and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.

"Hey," the little brother reluctantly turned his head, and wanted to continue the discussion with the scholars behind, but found that there was no drunken scholar anymore.

At the entrance of the Yuwang Mansion, a pair of lying lions lie on the cement platform, although their eyes are staring into the distance, they look very leisurely. It is said that this is the Shunzhi Emperor in order to reward this hard-working general, and specially issued a decree to give the lion in front of the palace of Prince Yu of Duoze is the "Lying Lion", which means that Duoduo has worked hard for the imperial court.

The scholar followed the escort team not far away, and arrived at the Yuwang Mansion in Duoze, until he saw all the people disappear into the mansion, he was still standing there and reluctant to leave.

"Amitabha, good, good." A monk's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and the scholar was startled. As soon as he turned his head, a familiar figure, a white cloth still covering half of his face, and a person he was most afraid of seeing stood behind him.

"The Emperor... Father-in-law," the scholar's face changed so much that he almost knelt down in the street.

"Double Happiness, follow me back to the inn, I have something to ask you." As soon as the monk finished speaking, he turned around and left, without stopping for a moment.

The frightened Shuangxi lowered his head and followed behind his father-in-law. How long has it been since the ten days in Yangzhou, how long has he escaped, and the picture of the city full of corpses has awakened him from his dreams countless times, and he can't imagine what will happen to him if he is allowed to experience it again.

He is just an ordinary person who has bent over the 'fallen prince', he has no grand ambitions, he has actually begun to slowly adapt, and began to enjoy the paradoxical life with Shi Feixue in Shangshu. However, the reality is cruel, in this chaotic world, he is destined not to be an ordinary person who has nothing to do, because he is the righteous son of King Li Chuang, and he is also the son-in-law of the anti-Qing hero Shi Kefa.

As soon as he entered the room of the inn and closed the door, Li Shuangxi knelt down for his father-in-law with a 'plop'.

"Double happiness, I'm sorry for the emperor, I disappointed the emperor." What Li Shuangxi is most afraid of seeing is Li Chuangwang, this feeling is like losing the college entrance examination back then, afraid of seeing his parents, he is afraid of seeing their disappointed eyes, which will make him feel that he is very useless, it is simply 'shameless to see his father and mother'.

"I told you, the poor hate is now called Fengtianyu, don't call it again in the future." The monk stretched out his hands to help Shuangxi, and there was no reproach in his words, but a little more kindness.

"Father, how did you know I would be here?" Double Happiness stood up and smiled embarrassedly.

"You're my child, can I not know you? You asked Li to go over to He Tengjiao, and now they have joined forces to fight against the Qing Dynasty. You're just in time to retire and leave the world alone, right? In King Chuang's words, although there was not much blame, there was a small disappointment.