In the early morning of early autumn, the sun shines slightly and brings a cool atmosphere, which is a good time for traveling.
Yingluo started to prepare early in the morning. Southern Xinjiang was far away from the capital. She didn't know how long it would take to go there. She always felt that she didn't bring enough things. In addition to bottles and jars of elixirs, she also picked up half a box of classics to read on the way.
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Si Wushang saw Yingluo busy, and her mood was much better than the previous few days, so he ignored her and let her go.
Zhen'er took care of things from the side and saw that Yingluo had brought a lot of herbs, a full box, "Miss, why did you bring so many herbs?"
"I heard that southern Xinjiang is hot and humid, so it's easy to get sick, so be prepared!" Zhen'er frowned, but she still felt it was a bit much.
Bupofu carefully checked the safety of the carriage again, came to King Zheng's side, and heard the conversation between Zhen'er and Yingluo, "Your Majesty, is it possible that the Princess is going to open a medicine shop?"
Si Wushang smiled indifferently, "As long as she is happy, I can do anything."
Yang Bupo didn't refute like before. He was also a family man, and that was a kind of love.
Seeing Zhen'er moving the cabinet, which contained umbrellas, she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Madam, I'll come."
Zhen'er saw that there was sweat on Yang Bupo's forehead, so she hurriedly took the brocade handkerchief from her waist and wiped the sweat beads from his forehead.
Yingluo saw the loving look of the two of them. They looked even more loving than she and the prince. She looked up and saw the fake gloomy face of Prince Zheng.
Si Wushang suddenly pulled Yingluo's body into his arms, with a solemn look on his face, and Yingluo said, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"
"Look at how affectionate the wife and husband are when they call me. Luo'er, can you please stop using honorifics and call me by my name? You were obviously very good at calling me by my name when we were at Fuyuan Inn."
It turned out that he was jealous. Yingluo was just not used to using nicknames. Her water-cut eyes met his eager expectant expression, her expression changed, and she softly called out: "Shang!"
Si Wushang's lips raised with satisfaction, "This is how I will be called from now on. The name is meant to be pronounced."
Hearing the chuckles of Bupo and Zhen'er coming from beside him, Si Wushang glanced at the two of them with a frown, "It's getting late, everyone, get in the car!"
The four people got into two carriages, accompanied by secret guards to protect them.
In the carriage, Yingluo was leaning in Si Wushang's arms. Although she didn't know what kind of situations she would encounter during her trip to southern Xinjiang, she would be very happy as long as she could be with him.
Time flies, and more than twenty days pass in the blink of an eye. The further south you go, the hotter the weather becomes, the air is also very humid, and the journey is very hard.
They are just like ordinary couples. In front of Yingluo, he has never been the noble Prince Zheng.
Along the way, my boss Wu Shang would often create some romance. I saw the sky full of fireflies, and tasted the fish soup he cooked with his own hands. He would also put an end to injustice when he saw it, and the most indispensable thing along the way was laughter.
The four of us together did not feel like completing a mission, but more like a journey. It was also the happiest time in Yingluo's life.
In southern Xinjiang, on Weizhou Island, inside an inn, a group of people will arrive at the state capital of Weizhou Island tomorrow.
Through the dim candlelight, Si Wushang looked at the information presented by the secret guard. The state pastor of Weizhou Island was called Tang Fei, who was in charge of the navy. It was said that he was a very arrogant person and never put the imperial court in his eyes.
In eyes.
Southern Xinjiang is far away from the capital and the emperor is far away from the capital, so it is inevitable for him to rely on his own troops. Even if he is a prince, he will not be able to fight alone without the cooperation of the local people. Therefore, if he wants to successfully form an army, he must be subdued.
This trip took a long time, and Yingluo felt very tired due to the bumpy ride. She went to the bathroom to wash up and felt much refreshed.
Returning to the room, he saw King Zheng reading the documents again.
"Shang! We will arrive at the state capital tomorrow. Have you thought of any countermeasures?"
"I heard that Weizhou Prefecture Mu Tang Fei has a very naughty temper. I have to meet him before I can make corresponding countermeasures."
"Is it possible to start with his family, such as his parents, wife and children? While the identity is not exposed, why don't we work separately."
Yingluo's two-pronged proposal was acceptable. For safety reasons, she said, "Luo'er, you are not familiar with the situation on Weizhou Island. I will send someone to take you there."
"Shang! Just let Bupo accompany us. He shouldn't worry about Zhen'er's safety."
"No, Bupo must follow me to meet Tang Fei tomorrow. I want Bupo to support Southern Xinjiang."
Prince Zheng had never mentioned this thought. If Yang Bupo stayed in southern Xinjiang, she and Zhen'er would be separated, and she would look a little lonely.
"Do you want Bupa to be just a guard for the rest of his life?"
She understood Si Wushang's good intentions, and she also understood that he didn't want to tell her because he didn't want her to be unhappy.
"No, if Zhen'er can become the general's wife, she will definitely be very happy. It's just that when the sisters are separated, they will inevitably feel sad."
"As the saying goes, there is no such thing as a banquet in the world. If you stay in southern Xinjiang, it is for the sake of the common people in the world." Yingluo naturally knows these truths, and everything is based on the overall situation.
"Shang! It's getting late, it's time to sleep!"
Si Wushang did not rush to the bathroom. Seeing that her shoulders were tense and she must be very tired, he said, "Lie down first and give me a massage. Once your qi and blood are circulated, you will be able to sleep more peacefully."
The next day, the two decided to split up into two groups. Si Wushang took people to the state capital to meet Tang Fei to see what kind of person he was.
Si Wushang led people to the state capital, and saw that the building in front of him was not grand. The red paint of the building had long fallen off. The slightly dilapidated mansion was the state capital that Weizhou had come to. There was no one around, and it seemed unusually deserted.
Someone had already gone to the state capital to deliver the message, and the imperial court sent people to come. According to etiquette, the state capital should organize the villagers to come and welcome him.
"Your Majesty, this Tang Fei is going too far."
Si Wushang didn't care. What he wanted to see was Tang Fei. Since no one was there to welcome him, he just walked in by himself. "Let's go in by ourselves."
There was only one servant guarding the huge state capital. Could this Tang Fei be planning an empty city?
"Why don't you get up to greet the prince!" Bupo shouted.
The boy was sleepy and rubbed his eyes as if he hadn't woken up. He saw a group of people walking in from outside the house.
Looking up and down, the leader looked like a figure walking out of a painting. He must be the pampered embroidery prince in the capital.
He said to the crowd nonchalantly: "You are from the capital, right? Our Lord Zhou Mu is not here, please wait for an hour. Ha!" He yawned.
"Bold and unruly people, you are actually rude to the prince!" Bupo shouted coldly when he saw the young man being rude.
The young man raised his eyebrows. No one in the court was a good person, "I'm sorry, sir, we in the backcountry have never seen what the prince looks like?"
Bupo was about to step forward and kill the man, but was stopped by Si Wushang. Si Wushang was not angry. Even a small servant was so resistant to the imperial court, let alone Tang Fei.
Yan Yue said: "This little brother, I wonder where your Master Zhou Mu is now? I don't mind going to see him in person."
Seeing that the embroidered prince in fluttering white clothes was more sensible than the lackey, the young man dusted himself off and said, "Master Tang, we are going to go fishing with our people. I think we will be back in a while."
"Fishing!" This explanation surprised Si Wushang.
Seeing King Zheng's surprise, the young man said disdainfully: "Just say that you people from the capital are making such a fuss about fishing. What's wrong with fishing? If we don't fish, how can we be in the northwest wind!"
Si Wushang frowned. Could it be that there was a problem with military pay? "I'd like to ask my brother, Master Tang, doesn't he have a salary of two thousand dan per year? Soldiers also have pay, which is enough to live on."
"Bah! What a bullshit court. How many people died in the storm here in the past few years? Did the court ever allocate one or two cents of silver? In the past, there was still one or two cents of military pay per month, but it disappeared two years ago. If
If it weren't for Mr. Tang, how could we be soldiers? We can hardly support our own wives and children."
The imperial court allocates money for disaster relief every year. Those military salaries and salaries must have been embezzled. The people here have too deep grudges with the imperial court.
Weizhou is surrounded by water on three sides and has three ports. "I dare to ask, which port does Mr. Tang fish in?"