Lu Ronghuai took three million taels of silver from these profiteers and distributed them to the people of Pingcheng and the homeless, so that the suffering people could rebuild their homes and live a good life.

Eventually, on the day of departure, all the people of Heijo gathered in the streets to see them off.

There were people standing on both sides, and the people were simple and enthusiastic, and when they knew that King Li was leaving, they all took a lot of vegetables and fruits from their own homes and let them take them to eat on the road.

Xianyu shouted outside, telling them not to send it, but the people didn't listen at all, and many people threw things on the board, and the carriage traveled half a mile, and the board was already piled up into a hill.

What's even more exaggerated is that someone threw a live rooster up.

Xianyu carried the rooster and yelled, "Lord Wang, what can I do?" ”

Lu Ronghuai lifted the curtain of the car to take a look, hooked his lips, "Take it, give it to the farmers when you pass by the village halfway." ”

"Okay."

The curtain was lowered again, and Xianyu looked at Xianshuang who was riding beside him and beckoned to him.

Xianshuang looked at him condescendingly and rode over.

"Hey, have you seen this meeting?" He covered his mouth, pointed to the people around him, and whispered to Xianshuang.

Xianshuang glanced at the mountain of gifts on the board and shook her head silently.

Xianyu: "In the past, wherever we followed the prince, the scolding followed, don't say it to send us, everyone was scared to run away when they saw us." ”

Xianyu talked about the sad past, and he was really emotional.

Xian Shuang didn't agree, but he also agreed with Xian Yu's words in his heart.

The reputation of the prince was extremely bad before, and even if they came back from victory, no one would welcome and congratulate them.

Xianyu: "Speaking of which, the reason why the prince's reputation is bad is that it has nothing to do with those people in the capital, now that we are out of the capital, the people are not stupid, the prince is helping them, and they are grateful in their hearts." ”

"Hmm."

"Woo, Xianshuang, I feel like crying." Xianyu saw the people waving to them, his face was full of happy smiles, and his nose was a little sour.

There is a feeling of keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon, and the bitterness is sweet.

String Frost: "......"

He was about to ride away when he was pulled by the rain on his trousers.

"I'm not done yet, what are you running?" Xianyu glared at him.

Xianshuang sighed, "What else do you want to say?" ”

"I want to say that it's good that the prince can marry the princess." He glanced at the carriage behind him, with the curtain closed, and a smile appeared on his face.

"This time the issuance of the land deed and the preparation of the appropriation are the princess's suggestions, the prince is used to being rough, and he never remembers these little things, but fortunately there is the princess, one is rigid and the other is soft, which just complements each other."

"Hmm."

Fang Xinhai rode a horse, and Fang Shuyu and Fang Rouling sat in the carriage next to them, and the three of them followed behind King Li's carriage without saying a word, and behind them, each carriage was loaded with seven or eight large boxes, and a dozen carts were pulled for a long time.

In the middle of the two carriages, Zhang Ze and Cheng Dawei and their party were tied hand in hand and strung together with ropes, and they followed behind the carriage with their heads bowed, and many people threw rotten vegetable leaves and stones at them.

Zhang Ze was hit on the forehead, he moved his eyelids, his chapped lips snorted twice, and he lowered his head even harder.

Finally out of Pingcheng, Fang Xinhai rode forward and knocked on King Li's carriage.

"Lord Wang."

"Something?"

Fang Xinhai: "The minister saw you holding the princess in the car in the morning, but the princess was unwell?" ”

There was no movement in the car.

Fang Xinhai waited for a while, and then said: "Right now, let's go back to Beijing on the road, and the road is tiring, and the minister is afraid that the princess will not be able to bear it." ”

He had heard that when Chu Yuan got married, he was so weak that he almost died on the road.

Lu Ronghuai seemed to snort, and it was fleeting, so fast that Fang Xinhai thought that he had misheard.

"Don't bother, Ah Yuan is just tired."

"General Fang doesn't worry about other people's affairs, your son's wedding is ready?"

Fang Xinhai was bored with himself, and was stabbed by Lu Ronghuai again, and immediately turned his horse's head back.

Fang Shuyu was chatting with Fang Rouling, when he saw Fang Xinhai lift the curtain and come in, he asked, "Why is my father's face so bad?" ”

"King Li really doesn't open any pot and which pot to mention, hum." After Fang Xinhai sat down, he poured himself a large sip of tea.

"What's going on?" Fang Rouling asked.

Fang Xinhai looked at Fang Shuyu, "After you go back, you go to Xu Zhizhi more, the little girl has a simple personality, and if she says more sweet words, she will obediently listen to you, and our marriage with the Xu family cannot be canceled." ”

Fang Shuyu frowned, "The Xu family really wants to divorce us?" ”

"Well, the old thief of Taifu Xu is extremely cunning, and after learning the news of the fall of King Qi, he immediately began to walk around the East Palace, and he also distanced himself from us."

"King Qi is dead, we have no support, even if we also take refuge in the prince, it will not be of much value to the Xu family, so they will definitely choose a more favorable in-law."

Fang Shuyu scolded in a low voice, his eyes were vicious, "Father rest assured, the fat in his mouth, his son will never let her run away." ”

Fang Xinhai patted him on the shoulder, "That's good, when you marry Xu Zhizhi, my father will promise to let you accept that Qinglou woman." ”

Fang Shuyu suddenly became happy, "Thank you, father!" ”

"That'...... What about my aunt's side? Fang Rouling raised her head and looked at Fang Xinhai.

"She? A concubine who has no son will die sooner or later in the palace. Fang Xinhai said indifferently.

The three chatted for a while, and after discussing the countermeasures for returning to Beijing, Fang Xinhai got out of the carriage and continued to ride.

He sat on the horse, and when his eyes wandered around, he suddenly noticed that behind the carriage, the length of their carriage was obviously much longer than Lu Ronghuai's.

He called a soldier, "What's in the back of this car?" ”

The soldier replied: "General, there is a small compartment in the rear, which contains the evidence of the escort, and the prince said that the weather is changeable and easy to rain, and the evidence is not easy to get wet in it." ”

Fang Xinhai nodded and didn't ask any more.

The vehicles for their return trip were all prepared by Lu Ronghuai, and Fang Xinhai only helped catch a few wealthy businessmen who were about to escape, and he was not very clear about the evidence Lu Ronghuai was looking for, and he didn't bother to ask.

Anyway, with King Li's small-bellied chicken intestines, at most he will have some small credit, and the important thing is still in his own hands.

As everyone knows, there is no evidence in this compartment at all, but a person.

This person was lying in the cubicle, and he heard the conversation between Fang Xinhai and Fang Shuyu clearly and word for word.

After the carriage traveled for two hours, Lu Ronghuai ordered the soldiers to escort Zhang Ze and them all into the prisoner car, which drove on the official road and galloped towards Yejing.

When Chu Yuan woke up, the day's journey had ended, and they were resting at the post station.

"Lord, I slept for a day?" He rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed, his eyes half-open and his expression languid.

"Well, is your waist still sore?" Lu Ronghuai leaned on the head of the bed to read a book, and when he woke up, he put down the book, naturally stroked his waist with his big hand, and rubbed him with moderate force.

Chu Yuan paused and raised his eyes to look at him, "Lord Wang, let's have a discussion?" ”

"What?"

Chu Yuan held up a finger.

"Once a week, once a week."

Lu Ronghuai: "......"

Lu Ronghuai carefully held his fingers and blinked, "Once a week, take a break?" ”

“…… A gentleman who is self-reliant and has few desires can achieve a career, prince...... You should be temperate, too. ”

Chu Yuan thought about his waist and decided that he couldn't indulge him like this.

Lu Ronghuai was aggrieved, "I'm already very restrained. ”

Chu Yuanmu grimaced.

"It's really ......" Lu Ronghuai continued to rub his waist, trying to reason, "It's only three times a night, and I haven't ...... yet." Uh......"

Chu Yuan pinched the flesh on his thigh, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and if he dared to say anything, he would screw him to death.

"I was wrong, baby." Lu Ronghuai sat up straight, hugged Chu Yuan over, let him lean on him, and continued to rub his waist and shoulder for him.

"Once a week, once a week." Chu Yuan reiterated again.

Lu Ronghuai bargained, "Ah Yuan, this is too cruel for a husband, five times a week." ”

"Twice." Chu Yuan puffed out his face.

This guy is too much, five times a week, with Lu Ronghuai's terrible physical strength, wouldn't he die in bed.

"Four times!"

"Twice."

"Three times, no less, Ah Yuan hurts me." Lu Ronghuai's head rested on his shoulder, and his tone was indescribably pitiful.

Chu Yuan: "......"

In the end, His Royal Highness King Li, who was scheming, succeeded in bargaining.

He personally went to the kitchen of the post station, ordered a bowl of hot noodle soup for Chu Yuan, fried a poached egg full of love, and carefully carried the bowl upstairs.

When he went upstairs, he met Fang Shuyu, who was about to go downstairs, and Fang Shuyu looked at the 'virtuous' King Li with a shocked face.

Lu Ronghuai: "What are you looking at?" ”

Fang Shuyu was stunned by him for a while, "I, I...... What about the prince's boiled noodles? ”

He snorted and threw his foot at the door.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Fang Rouling heard the movement outside the house, opened the door and asked.

Fang Shuyu looked back in a daze, "Oh, no, it's okay, I'm going to eat noodles, no, I'm going to get the futon." ”

Fang Rouling: "? ”

Chu Yuan sat on a cushioned stool, taking small sips of noodles, and Lu Ronghuai sat opposite, staring at him with a warm smile.

"Lord Wang, don't you have anything else to do?" Chu Yuan raised his eyes and saw someone staring at him eating with great interest, which was really a headache.

As soon as he finished speaking, the string wind knocked on the door.