Dou Zhao spat and said, "Who misses you? You are self-indulgent."

"I just said that someone, you have to take the right position yourself, and I can't do anything about it." Qin Hao joked.

Dou Zhao was speechless for a moment, while Zhao Zhangru and Miao Ansu were very sensible and left together, creating space for the two to live alone.

Seeing that Qin Hao had not spoken, Dou Zhao looked over in confusion, but followed his gaze and found that he had just played with Zhao Zhangru and had not had time to wear shoes.

"Dengtuzi, don't watch it."

Qin Hao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he was caught on the spot.

Putting on your shoes again, Dou Zhao broke the awkward atmosphere: "Thank you for what happened last time."

"Look, it's better to marry me?"

Qin Hao's laughter and jokes made Dou Zhao less restrained. To be fair, Qin Hao is indeed a good husband so far. When she needed support the most, she withstood the pressure from her fifth uncle and Wang Xingyi, allowing her to successfully avenge her mother.

"By the way, I haven't seen the old lady yet. Let's go and see her first, so as not to think that I don't understand etiquette."

Dou Zhaonu said, complaining: "If you know etiquette, you will not come to the village secretly."

"Don't you miss you too much."

"Good mouth and smooth tongue."

Along the way, the two of them quarreled and laughed and came outside the old Mrs. Cui's house.

"The old lady is inconvenient and cannot come to greet His Highness the King of Qin. Please forgive me." The nanny beside the old lady accused him of the crime.

Qin Hao gave Dou Zhao a look that he saw through but didn't say it out loud: "Where is where, I should be the junior, I should pay my respects to the old lady."

As he said that, Qin Hao followed the nanny into the house.

Dou Zhao was left outside the house. Just when Dou Zhao was feeling uneasy, a familiar and hearty laughter came from the house, and he was relieved.

Hearing the old lady's laughter, the maid at the door let Dou Zhao in.

As soon as they entered, they saw Qin Hao pushing the old lady's uterus to promote blood circulation. The two of them talked and laughed, but it didn't seem like they met for the first time.

"Sister Zhao, you are interesting. Please hand you to her hands. Grandma will rest assured."

Dou Zhao blushed rarely and said angrily: "Grandma, why...who is going to marry him?"

"Oh? I really won't marry?"

Dou Zhao looked at Qin Hao's smile and smug look and said angrily: "I won't marry."

"That's cheap girl Zhangru. She is older than you anyway, and her father is more anxious than your father. When I turn around, I will get a letter to your uncle and ask him to come back to discuss the marriage." Old Mrs. Cui teased.

"grandmother……"

"Haha, look at my granddaughter. I have been a knives since I was a child. You must treat her sincerely in the future." Old Mrs. Cui patted Dou Zhao's hand, then took Qin Hao's hand, and folded her hands together.

"Grandma, don't worry, I dare not say anything else. What I will be like in the crowd of men in the future, and I guarantee that Dou Zhao will be like in the crowd of women." Qin Hao silently said in his heart: Cousin, your lines are borrowed and used.

"Okay~~~" Old Mrs. Cui said three times in a row, and then invited Qin Hao to stay for dinner.

At the dining table, Zhao Zhangru and Miao Ansu naturally couldn't help but joke about Dou Zhao, and they kept making trouble until very late.

There were too many female relatives in the village, and it was really inconvenient for Qin Hao to stay, so he had to leave first.

After leaving the village, Qin Hao called Ma Quan to his side: "Leave thirty of them with good skills, don't let them discover it."

"Yes, Your Highness."

...

In the court, there was still arguing about how to deal with Jiang Meisun. The princelings led by Wu Ge Lao and the King Qing party quarreled at court meetings every day. However, Zhu Jianshen's attitude was very ambiguous and he never expressed his opinion. Sometimes he even refused to attend court on the grounds that he was sick.

Just when most people think that the emperor will take Jiang Meisun carelessly.

The emperor suddenly issued an order to convict Jiang Meisun three major crimes. One was to support the enemy and respect himself, the other was to open the official warehouse privately, and the other was to make misconduct.

These three major crimes were suppressed, and even Mr. Wu dared not plead for Jiang Meisun anymore.

At the same time, the Duke of Ding was also implicated and his home was confiscated and exiled, which shocked the entire court for a while.

King Qing celebrated with one party, but the happiest thing was Dou Shishu. Seeing the arrogant Wu Ge Lao was disappointed, he was even happier than being promoted by himself.

Ten days later, on a rainy night, a group of mysterious people came outside a farm in the outskirts of Beijing.

The young man in the head held a baby in his arms. The people around him were all agile and murderous. He was obviously from the army.

"Young Marshal, it's raining too much. Let's go to the farm in front to take a rest."

"Um."

The group was about to step forward when suddenly a group of people rushed out of the nearby woods to block the way.

Song Mo's eyes surged with murderous aura and handed the baby in his hand to Yan Chaoqing beside him. He was about to carry a gun to fight, but Yan Chaoqing grabbed him.

"What does Mr. Yan mean?"

"Young marshal, you can't. These people are the personal guards of the Qin Prince's Mansion."

"Are you sure?"

"It's not wrong. A few people have seen them from afar in Futing before."

Song Mo sighed relieved when he heard this: "Everyone is a personal guard of the Qin Palace? In the lower part, Song Mo is the prince of the British. If you want to stay for one night, please inform His Highness of the Qin Dynasty. Please make some convenience."

"His Royal Highness of Qin is not in Zhuangzi, and this is not the property of the Qin Palace. Please ask the Prince of England to find another place to rest." A captain of the guard bowed after verifying Song Mo's identity.

"This is a village in this radius of ten miles. Where are you going?" The personal guard beside Song Mo said angrily.

Dou Zhao hurried over when he heard the servant's report and saw two teams confronting each other.

When the Qin King's Mansion saw Dou Zhao saluting one after another, Dou Zhao asked about the situation, he couldn't help but feel pity when he saw the baby in Yan Chaoqing's arms.

"It's just a night stay, so there's no need to be nervous."

After saying that, he said to Wu Bi Suxin: "Go and ask someone to clean up several rooms in the outer courtyard and let the Prince of England stay."

"Thank you." Song Mo bowed.

"You are convenient to others and yourself, the prince is not polite."

After saying that, Dou Zhao turned around and entered Zhuangzi, which could be regarded as returning the favors of his previous life.

After Song Mo and his party entered Zhuangzi and settled, Yan Chaoqing sighed.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind it! "I originally thought that we would stay overnight in the morning and avoid the main road, so that we could hide the Prince of Ding without knowing it, but we were still discovered."

The guard beside him gritted his teeth and said, "It's all because of the foolish emperor. Duke Ding is for his country and the people. He was also in trouble. He told me that we should lead the Ding army to the capital to rescue Duke Ding."

"Absurd, such behavior is like rebellion, and it even pushed Duke Ding to a state of doom." Yan Chaoqing rebuked.

"No matter what, Shu'er is my uncle's only bloodline, and I will definitely protect him." Murderous intent emerged in Song Mo's eyes: "If the situation really reaches that point, it will be slaughtering all the village, and it will be unwilling to do so."

"Young Marshal, no, this village is easy to slaughter, but what should we do if the Qin Prince's Palace guards outside? So many of the royal princes are killed will surely alarm the Jiying Guard. At that time, not only will the prince not be able to save the prince, but will also add a charge to Duke Ding. Even Young Marshal, you..." Yan Chaoqing advised him bitterly.

In anger, Song Mo raised his hand and slapped the table: "This is not possible, that is not possible. Could it be that I just watched my uncle suffer a ruthless injustice?"

"Of course not, but I have been in Futing for a long time and know nothing about the situation in the capital. I still need to find out the current situation before I can make a decision."

Seeing Yan Chaoqing hesitating for a moment, Song Mo hurriedly said, "Mr. Yan may as well say something."

"Perhaps, the young marshal can ask His Highness the King of Qin. If we can understand Your Majesty's intentions, our chances of rescuing Duke Ding will be even greater."

Song Mo frowned when he heard this: "But I only met His Highness the King of Qin, so he might not be involved in this muddy water."

"No, Your Majesty now has only three princes. Even if His Highness the King of Qin has no intention of fighting for the throne, he will inevitably be involved. Although Duke Ding was questioned, the Ding Guo army is still there. This is a force that cannot be underestimated... But in this way, the Ding Guo army will be bound to His Highness the King of Qin..."

Song Mo understood Yan Chaoqing's concerns, but now he has no other choice.

"Then you stay in the village tomorrow, and I will go to Beijing to meet His Highness the King of Qin first."

"Oh, that's all."

The next day, Song Mo and two guards disguised themselves into the capital, and then paid for someone to hand in a letter to the Qin Palace.

In a remote teahouse, Song Mo was drinking tea with great worries. Suddenly, knocking on the door came from outside, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"Please come in."

Seeing Qin Hao coming in casual clothes, Song Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've seen His Highness the King of Qin."

"You and I are just traveling casually, so there is no need to be polite, just sit down."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

After Qin Hao sat down, he slowly tasted the tea: "Well, this tea tastes good."

Song Mo couldn't sit still for a moment and bowed, "Song Mo begged your highness to help, and the whole army of Dingguo was very grateful."

"The matter of Duke Ding was issued by the emperor himself. Not to mention me, even the crown prince was helpless. The prince was afraid that he had found the wrong person." Qin Hao was unmoved at all. Jiang Meisun was bound to die. The difference was just how to die and how the family of Duke Ding's house dealt with.

"Your Highness, my uncle has done his best for the court and His Majesty. The smuggling pirates have not returned home for ten years, but ended up like this. Wouldn't it be so heartbroken? Who else will share the worries of the court in the future? Please ask Your Highness to give mercy." Song Mo knelt directly in front of Qin Hao.

"Alas, I am very sympathetic to Duke Ding's experience, but Your Majesty has issued all his words and imperial edicts, so I can't help it. I really can't help it."

Speaking of this, Qin Hao paused: "However, the family members of the Duke Ding Mansion are indeed innocent. I can ask my father for mercy, and maybe I can give up the slightest resignation."
To be continued...