In the territory of Tianjing, Fengyang City guards the city in the general army.

"Mr. Zhao, you sent someone to search for two days, did you find any clues?"

A man in his twenties, beautiful and handsome, with particularly bewildering eyes, sat in the upper chair with cold eyebrows, and asked the chief soldier of Fengyang City who was standing at the bottom.

"Back to the prince, Xia Guan sent 5,000 men and horses to search for the nearby mountains and forests, but as of now, there is still no trace to follow, but a set of clothes was found in a cave, I wonder if it is the clothes that Princess Feiyan was wearing when she was lost?" Mr. Zhao, who was on his back, replied resignedly.

I don't know what kind of bad luck he has had this year, and he actually lost Princess Feiyan in his jurisdiction, although the prince in front of him looks kind, who doesn't know that he is not a master to be messed with.

"Bring it up and show it to the king."

From the night before yesterday to now, he has never figured out how she disappeared, and there are two palace maids who are missing at the same time.

The three big living people, although he paid less attention to the princess Feiyan, he couldn't tolerate them disappearing out of thin air under his nose.

A soldier walked in with a tray in his hand and carefully placed it on the table beside the prince.

Inside the tray was a new, but slightly dusty red wedding dress, and a phoenix crown that looked a little weird.

The prince looked at the big red wedding dress embroidered with a fluttering swallow on the placket and sleeves, and her eyebrows narrowed slightly, it seemed that she had changed her clothes before escaping or being taken hostage.

The prince glanced at the phoenix crown again, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, this robber may have been too poor and destitute, and he actually removed everything on the phoenix crown that could be exchanged for money.

"How far is that cave from Fengyang City?" The prince played with the swallow at the cuff of the red wedding dress, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, was this swallow kidnapped, or did it fly away by itself?

"Lord Wang, that cave is outside the south gate of Fengyang City, in a small valley in the Fengyang Mountain Range twenty miles away."

Yes, the day before yesterday they entered the city through the south gate, "Prepare the horses and take me to see them." ”

General Zhao ordered his men to prepare their horses, but he took two steps back and waited for the prince to get up.

The prince stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked out.

"My lord, something is wrong, two or three thousand beggars gathered outside the south gate, saying that they are going to rebel!"

A soldier stumbled in, and when he saw the prince, he remembered that he wanted to say goodbye to the prince.

After hurriedly finishing the words that came to his mouth, he hurriedly knelt down, gasping and said, "The little one has seen the prince." ”

"What, rebellion?" Mr. Zhao asked almost howlingly, and he didn't care about maintaining a good image in front of the prince.

Impossible, he has been in charge of this place for more than ten years, and it has been smooth and smooth, how could there be a sudden rebellion?

The prince who stopped walking looked at Mr. Zhao with a mocking expression, "This is what you call peace and happiness?" There are all rebellions here, and it seems that you, the general soldier, should also do it. ”

Zhao Zongbing was puzzled, these beggars increased and decreased outside Fengyang City, and they have always been peaceful, and occasionally he and the prefect would organize rich people to open porridge sheds and give them porridge.

It seems that the last soup kitchen they organized was only ten days ago, and at that time, all the beggars were happy to thank them, how could they rebel as soon as the prince arrived in Fengyang City?

"Do they say why they rebel?" Mr. Zhao asked unwillingly, if the reason was sufficient, his guilt should be a little lighter.

The soldier shook his head, "No, the leader is a woman, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and she can't see her true face because she has a disheveled hair and a dusty face. ”

"What? Fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, who gave her the courage to rebel? ”

As soon as Zhao Zongbing heard that the leader was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, his wildly beating heart finally eased, as long as he took his big knife out and played a few tricks in front of her, scaring and scareling, she would definitely take those beggars and disperse.