"Are you going back to Beijing?" Han Bo's expression was a little strange after listening to Zhuang Wanqin's answer, and he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, and Zhuang Wanqin felt panicked when he saw it.

"Say whatever you want, there's nothing to be afraid of."

How can this kind of thing be singled out on the surface? What's more, even if she said it, she wouldn't believe it.

Han Bo thought about everything Zhuang Wanyan had done after Zhuang Wanqin left, and then looked at someone in front of him who didn't know, very entangled.

In the end, do you want to tell her? Forget it, let's just say it, so that you can be a little more mentally prepared.

"The capital is not good for you now."

After speaking, Han Bo turned around and walked in the direction of the guest room with Xu Ruqing on his back. This person didn't understand Zhuang Wanyan's heart at all, so how could he think more about her behavior? It is estimated that today's painstaking efforts will be in vain.

Although Zhuang Wanqin won't think about this, it doesn't mean that Xu Ruqing won't take care of this.

In this way, there should be something wrong with Zhuang Wanyan.

Zhuang Wanyan's personality has long been heard. At that time, I only felt that Nan had this heir, and for those people, I didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Externally, Zhuang Wanyan's excellent military talent and wonderful tactics and strategies can ensure that neighboring countries do not dare to move Nan easily. Specifically, just look at Nanguo's peaceful life for more than ten years. Except, of course, the battle with Zhuhua.

Internally, her violent temperament and fiery personality are destined to be bloody and bloody in the court, and it is even more difficult for the ministers to admonish her, and the dictatorship is exerted to the extreme, and the people are speechless.

After several turns, Zhuang Wanqin's figure has completely disappeared. Xu Ruqing moved her dry lips and said softly: "I'm afraid not, Your Majesty has made a move?" ”

The voice of that sentence was very soft, like a wisp, and it dissipated in the wind.

But even so, Xu Ruqing can still conclude that Han Bo heard it, and he heard it very clearly.

And it is, and it is.

"Yes, I don't know if Gongzi Xu has a way to deal with it?"

How to deal with it? Perhaps.

However, it is not in the back of my mind yet.

Whether there is or not, this person will not let Zhuang Wanqin suffer any grievances. Even if he was a secret stake planted by the first emperor, even if the order issued by the first emperor was to assist the next empress......

After all, what the Duanmu family obeys has always been those who serve the people and do not serve the throne. The throne is just a medium, and the peace of the country and the people is what the Duanmu family should really do.

"Let's go back first, the strategy of resisting the enemy, knowing yourself and knowing the enemy, can you survive a hundred battles."

We must first see how far Zhuang Wanyan has achieved so far, so that we can formulate a sharp coping strategy.

A night passed, and there was no wind and no words all night.

"So, you guys go all the way."

Han Bo looked at the two people who had already gotten into the carriage and were about to drive into the distance, and now, there was another good show.

This place is not far from the black market, and Zhuang Wanqin drove all the way in the direction of the black market. There's something there, and I need to pick it up myself.

"Lord Wang," Xu Ruqing looked at Zhuang Wanqin, who was trapped in a fugue, and perhaps, tell her the current situation directly, and it would be better to use the wisdom of the two people to think about how to deal with it.

It's just that when Xu Ruqing saw Zhuang Wanqin's eyes full of hope and carefreeness, the words that were about to be said were held back again.

Such eyes gave Xu Ruqing a very comfortable and focused feeling.

It's just a pity that it won't last much longer.

Since you know that it will disappear eventually, why not enjoy it today so as not to regret it later.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Xu Ruqing didn't respond for too long, Zhuang Wanqin looked at him carefully, trying to see something.

These two people, when they learned that they were going back to Beijing, have become more and more abnormal. I'm afraid that there are some thorny problems in the capital.

But I don't know what is waiting for me. They are hiding so hard, could it be that something happened to Your Majesty?

No, no, my sister is not a person who is incapable of protecting herself. Or is it a matter of national development?

Forget it, don't think about it. Anyway, he has withdrawn from the imperial court, is not in his position, and does not seek his politics.

However, if there is really any problem in governing the country, it is the people at the bottom who will suffer. We must not sit idly by and watch this kind of thing.

"Childe, girl, it's here."

The coachman's voice interrupted their respective thoughts, and they looked at each other and stepped out of the carriage.

The black market was well deserved, and the bustling crowd and the cries of selling from all directions captured the hearts of passers-by.

"I'll pick up something, you wait here for me for a while, I'll be back right away."

Xu Ruqing responded, leaned against the wall of the carriage and closed his eyes, falling into his own small world.

Of course, what he thought about the most was what Zhuang Wanyan had prepared, and those undirected factors waiting for Zhuang Wanqin were the most urgent and needed at the moment.

Zhuang Wanqin groped all the way to an arms shop in the direction she remembered, and there was not much decoration from the outside.

It's still such good business. The people in line to check out made a few detours and then stayed not far from the door.

There are so many people, it takes a long time to queue. Fortunately, I didn't have to suffer this crime, and it was not for nothing that the deposit was so high at that time.

"You said you are a businessman, how can someone buy your things and you still don't sell them!"

"Oh, girl, angry. It's not that we don't sell it, but this short sword is custom-made by someone else, and we can't sell it to you. ”

Just got out of the crowd, and the roots of the ears were cleared, but this quarrel was so fierce, it really didn't give people peace.

Zhuang Wanqin looked towards the place where the voice came from, and saw a little girl in a short dress arguing with the shopkeeper. This little girl has clear eyebrows, heroic posture, and has a chivalrous style, visually, about twelve or thirteen years old.

However, it was not these that attracted Zhuang Wanqin, but the objects that the two were arguing about.

Isn't that a custom-made dagger?

Zhuang Wanqin walked to the shopkeeper's side with a light smile, took the short sword from the hand of the honest and terrified shopkeeper, took out the sword and looked at it carefully, nodded and said knowingly: "It's really a good sword." ”

The shopkeeper was afraid that Zhuang Wanqin would misunderstand something, so he hurriedly explained: "Miss Qin, it's not that my shopkeeper didn't keep this sword, it's just that she grabbed this girl hard." ”

"Don't spew blood here, when am I going to rob you? You took out the dagger and put it on the counter. Isn't this product on the counter meant to be sold, but you say that this short sword is not for sale! Isn't it, disgusted that I pay less? ”

When the girl saw that the short sword she had in mind was given to someone by the shopkeeper, she was immediately unconvinced, and her words were even more brainless.

When the shopkeeper heard this, his anger also came up, regardless of whether his business would be affected, and reprimanded loudly: "This is customized by Miss Qin." I just took it out when I came to pick it up today, why did I meet such an unreasonable person as you? ”

Although this little girl must be a rich kid from the accessories she wears, there are more rich kids who come here, and the shopkeeper has seen a lot, and she doesn't feel anything.

What's more, which of the storefronts on the black market doesn't have a big man supporting his waist in the back?

"You want this dagger?"

Zhuang Wanqin asked the little girl with a smile.

Although he was smiling, a cool air rose up from his back.

This person's aura is so big.

"Yes."

For the sake of the short sword, it was opened!

"Why?"