Xie Ling, the newly appointed prefect of Beiwangcheng, finally arrived in Beiwangcheng in a hurry with the transferred documents and the emperor's edict.

Along the way, he thought about many scenarios when he went to Beiwangcheng, maybe he would be welcomed by the mezzanine, or he might be made difficult, or he would just take this opportunity to climb the relationship with the king of Zhenbei, and from then on he would have his back to the big tree in the court.

But he never expected that when he entered the General's Mansion, he was greeted by a plain and white-clothed spiritual seat.

"Thank you, Governor, you're finally here."

After Chunhe welcomed him into the general's mansion, the porter hurriedly closed the door, blocking the lively street market outside, preventing it from having a chance to peek into the deserted mansion.

When Xie Ling saw this arrangement, he broke into a cold sweat, and when he got closer, when he saw the words "Zhong Yongnian, King of Zhenbei" written on the spiritual seat, he was so frightened that he went into cardiac arrest, and almost rolled his eyes.

"It's... What's going on? Don't tease the prince! ”

"No one is teasing you." Zhong Shuyu got the news of the prefect's arrival, so he hurriedly came over and replied: "A few days ago, my father was framed by gangsters and was martyred. ”

When Xie Ling heard this, he stammered nervously, unable to say a complete sentence: "This... This... This ......"

Zhong Shuyu was already uncomfortable, and he was even more bored when he saw him like this, thinking that he would quickly exchange the documents to take over Beiwangcheng, and after finishing here, he could hurry back to Lin'an's ancestral house to bury his father, and was about to speak, when he heard a rush of horses' hooves.

"The county lord Zhong Zhuyu took the order——"

The voice was sharp and thin, a tune that had not been heard in a long time.

Xiao Li's father-in-law walked towards Zhong Zhuyu with a dark holy decree, wearing the robes and big sleeves of the palace attendant, and there were large sweat stains oozing from his forehead and back.

Zhong Shuyu hurriedly led everyone in the general's mansion to kneel down to receive the order, and Xiao Li's father-in-law hurriedly helped him up and said: "The saint said that the county lord must have been grief-stricken when he suffered this hardship, so don't kneel down for this time." ”

The emperor said that there was no need to kneel, Zhong Zhiyu naturally went down the slope, thanked the emperor, and got up to listen to the order.

But I didn't want this little Li Gonggong to open the holy decree, and his mouth opened and opened, opened and opened, and it was difficult to make a mistake.

Zhong Zhiyu quietly raised his eyes and saw his sad face, and asked carefully with a thoughtful face: "Gonggong Li is illiterate?" ”

Gonggong Li was stunned: "I didn't expect the county lord to be so open-minded, and he still had the heart to laugh, but the slave's mind was old." ”

Zhong Zhiyu blinked: No, Gonggong Li, you misunderstood, I'm really worried that you can't read.

However, Gonggong Li obviously didn't understand what she meant, and glanced at the holy decree with difficulty, so he simply closed the holy decree and handed it to Zhong Shuyu's hand, and said, "It's better for the county lord to see for yourself, the slave really doesn't know how to read it." ”

Zhong Shuyu was also curious, and quickly opened it after receiving the holy decree, and saw two words written on the holy decree: Come back!

The handwriting is flying and dancing, and it can be seen that the writer has a steady foundation, but the messiness at the tip of the pen can also easily see the anxiety when writing these two words: it was written by the emperor himself!

The emperor's decrees are mostly drafted by the eunuchs around him, and the holy decrees written by the emperor himself are rare enough to be regarded as a glory for the generations.

But Zhong Zhuyu didn't have the intention of rare this holy decree, and only had the joy of getting the pass in his heart, leaving only the sentence "father-in-law is at his own convenience" and called Xie Ling to hand over the documents.

Xie Ling had just arrived in Beiwang City, and he still had the salutes on his body, while Zhong Zhuyu had already prepared his belongings and handed over half an hour's work at this time.

Although Zhong Zhiyu said that he would let Father-in-law Li take care of himself, how could Father-in-law Li really wander around in other people's mansions so uninterestingly. So he declined the invitation of Zhiyue to have a cup of tea, and bowed deeply in front of the spiritual seat of the king of Zhenbei.

And when he finished his remembrance and was about to take a sip of tea to moisten his throat, he saw the subordinates in this house carrying luggage out one by one.

"It's... This is? ”

Gonggong Li pointed to this formation and asked Xiang Zhiyue suspiciously.

Zhiyue looked back, and said without surprise on his face: "Oh, this is the luggage that the county lord has packed a long time ago, just wait for the holy decree of my father-in-law to come, and then we can return to Lin'an." ”

Gonggong Li looked sluggish: "This is back?" ”

"Ahh Zhiyue nodded as a matter of course, and complained as if she didn't have to complain: "Father-in-law, you came too slowly, our county lord should have cried all the tears that he should have cried, and he came out of the negative emotions before you came, if you are a few days late, we will all go on the road first to block you on the road!" ”

Gonggong Li's belly: From Lin'an to Beiwangcheng, it takes a month to travel normally, but I rode five dead horses to get here within a week, and it's already very fast!

Seeing that Gonggong Li was indignant, Zhiyue kept swallowing his saliva, showed a knowing smile, and said: "Father-in-law, don't worry, there is still time for you to drink tea, I still have a big pot of tea, I will be able to drink it to my heart's content!"

Gonggong Li: No, I don't want to drink all-you-can-drink tea at all.

But no matter how Gonggong Li refused, in the end he still pretended to be a belly full of tea and followed Zhong Zhuoyu on the road.

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As the prefect, Xie Ling brought his own soldiers, and the Tianzi Army, which had been stationed in Beiwang City, left half of them here to defend the city, and the other half was brought back by Zhong Shuyu - after all, in the edict brought by Xie Ling, he also said that Fu Zhengwei and Dade would be escorted back to the capital.

Huang Yuhe is the highest-ranking general who can rush to the military nearby, and this small part of the Zhong family army is requested by Zhong Shuyu, after all, there are many people in Fu Zhengwei in the Tianzi Army, and if he doesn't watch his own people, maybe something will happen.

Before, from Tongbei Valley to Baili Ancient Road, and then from Baili Ancient Road back to Beiwangcheng, they all blocked the news, and quietly took the bodies of Zhong Yongnian and Qin Yizhong in and out, and at this time, they got the emperor's reply, so they didn't have to hide it anymore, so the people of Beiwangcheng saw that the gate of the General's Mansion, which had been closed recently, was opened, and two coffins were transported.

Looking at this team again, the Tianzi army is the mainstay, mixed with the sporadic Zhong family army in the middle, and seeing that the person in charge of the team has been changed from the king of Zhenbei to Zhong Zhuyu, what else does not understand, I was stunned for a moment and cried bitterly.

Originally, there were only the people on this street, but then the people of this area came, and finally at the gate of the city, the whole people of the city came.

Zhong Zhiyu looked at the people crying at the gate of the city, and remembered the time when he first came to Beiwang City.

At that time, he was still riding a little shorter than others, following his father's side, Beiwangcheng was dilapidated and dull, he couldn't see a few people at all, and he saw a few people sporadically, but their eyes were numb and empty, only when he looked at his father, there was a light like a star shining, not bright, but full of hope.

At that time, there was also a stupid young man named Zhou Hai, who ran behind his father's horse with a pair of thin legs, and his eyes were full of trust in his father.

Zhong Shuyu turned his head and glanced at the crowd, and sure enough, the stupid young man was still there.

He was different from the people who were crying on the side, holding hands with his father, standing in the crowd, his eyes were slightly red, but his eyes were still full of determination.

Zhong Zhuoyu was far away from them, but somehow, he suddenly touched their gaze, and saw Zhou Hai's eyes light up, as if it was the first time they met, and waved at Zhong Zhuoyu: "County Lord, you must hold on——! No matter what happens, we all believe in Zhong Jiajun and believe that you will be able to inherit the mantle of the prince——! ”

As he spoke, he seemed to be worried that his voice was too quiet, so he jumped up and shouted: "We have always felt that the county lord is a very good person like the prince!" ”

Zhong Zhuyu turned her head, touched the sky that had grown as strong as the horse next to her after just over a month, pulled the reins, and left Beiwang City with her team and embarked on the road home.