The carriage swayed, and soon it was night and entered the capital.
Wushuang told Qingfeng to drive the car to a dark alley and stopped, then he and Yun Zimo got out of the carriage.
Yun Zimo asked: "What should we do now?"
Along the way, he also observed, and found that from the morning market all the way to the capital, there were patrol teams every hour, with hundreds of people in each team.
Entering the city now, the city is even more tightly guarded, and you can see a patrol with just a cup of tea.
With such a large number of armed forces, a direct confrontation would definitely result in heavy casualties.
He guessed that Wushuang had a way to outwit him.
"Find an acquaintance." Wushuang said calmly, walking forward along the dark alley, "It's right in front."
Yun Zimo motioned to Qingfeng to follow him.
After walking for about a cup of tea, Wushuang stopped in front of a small courtyard that was extremely ordinary, and gently knocked on the courtyard door.
After a long while, an old voice came from inside: "Who is it? The door is unlocked, come in."
Wushuang pushed open the door and entered.
In the middle of the square courtyard sat an old man with gray hair, wearing a blue-gray shorts, with his sleeves rolled up, weaving bamboo baskets.
There is an unknown small tree in the courtyard. A lantern is hung on the tree, and the dim light shines on the old man.
Both the courtyard and the old man exuded a sense of loneliness and vicissitudes of life.
The old man didn't even look up, "Who are you looking for?"
"Uncle Wu." Wushuang's voice contained many indescribable emotions, "It's me."
The old man's action of weaving bamboo baskets suddenly stopped and he slowly raised his eyes.
When his eyes fell on Wushuang's face and saw her appearance clearly, the basket in his hand suddenly fell, "Luo'er... why are you..."
"I'm back."
Wu Shuang stepped forward with a smile, helped the old man put away the dropped basket, and helped him stand up, "How have you been in these years?"
"Okay, okay..." The old man looked her up and down several times, and finally smiled with tears in his eyes: "I thought I would never see you again, great, great!"
Yun Zimo became curious again.
So Wushuang is not her real name? What is her name, Luo? Which Luo?
The old man looked at Wushuang happily for a long time, then glanced at Yun Zimo and asked hesitantly: "Who is he? Your husband?"
Yun Zimo was stunned for a moment and was laughing at how this old gentleman was talking nonsense.
Wushuang nodded and looked at Yun Zimo solemnly: "He is my husband, and we are going to get married soon."
Yun Zimo was stunned on the spot.
this……
What is she doing?!
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Yun Zimo for a while, then smiled with satisfaction and said, "You may seem a little young in age, but you seem to have a good temperament, which matches you very well."
Wushuang said: "He is from the Yun family."
"Yun family?" the old man asked: "Which Yun family, do I know?"
"Qianguo, War King Yun Family."
The old man was startled and looked at Yun Zimo with an evil look. He even took back Wushuang's hand and said, "You want to marry Qian Ren. Do you know they destroyed An Luo?"
"I know."
Wushuang lowered his head, "I know that it was the people of Qian State who trampled Anluo and turned this country into a state of Qian State... But it was the people of Anluo who were in civil strife back then."
"It was also the people with ulterior motives in the Anluo Dynasty who repeatedly violated the borders of the Qian Kingdom and made the Qian people intolerable, so they came across the sea."
"At that time, tsunamis were frequent, and the people of the entire Anluo Islands were living in dire straits, as well as internal and external troubles. If it had not become a state of Qian Country and relied on them to survive, today's Anluo would have been completely extinct."
"The destruction of Anluo was a natural and man-made disaster. Is it considered Ganren's fault?"
"Uncle Wu, you have taught me how to govern a country since I was a child. Tell me, should you let the people live and be the stewards of the country or a state, or should you allow the country to be destroyed and the species to disappear from the torrent of history?"
Uncle Wu asked expressionlessly: "You came to me today to tell me this?"
"No." Wu Shuang shook his head, "I have something more important to tell you - Zhou Mingkun has rebelled again, and now there is a war on the other side of the coast. Do you know?"
"So what?" Uncle Wu said coldly: "Half of my body is buried in loess, what does this have to do with me?"
"Don't you know the consequences if a war breaks out?" Wushuang asked: "An Luo is alone and weak, and is definitely no match for Da Gan."
"Once the Anluo Islands are involved in the war by Zhou Mingkun, it can take anywhere from a few months to two years, and the people of Anluo will once again be tortured by the flames of war, separated from life to death, and without a fixed place to live."
"You have been An Luo's national teacher for more than thirty years. Can you really bear to see An Luo reach that point?"
Wushuang said word by word: "I don't believe you are that kind of person——"
The old man slowly closed his eyes, "So what do you want?"
"I would like to ask you to help me block all the ports around the strait, control the armed forces in the city, and block Zhou Mingkun into Yuezhou City so that he can no longer enter the Anluo Islands!"
The old man asked again: "What then?"
"Then - Zhou Mingkun's rebellion against the Qian Kingdom is his own fault. His death without a body is his own fault. The people on the Anluo Islands will no longer be slaughtered by war!"
"What about you?" Wu Heng stared at her, "When the war is over, where do you plan to go?"
"I have a husband, so naturally I will go to Qian Country to get married..."
"madness!"
Wu Heng looked at her with hatred, "I have taught you for more than ten years, and you still want to abandon the people of the Anluo Islands! Since you don't want to take on the responsibilities of the royal family, you came to see me again today. do what?"
Ten years ago, Anluo was destroyed by the Qian Kingdom, and Anluo Prefecture was established, which was managed by officials sent by the Qian Kingdom court.
At that time, Murong Yu was considered enlightened and knew that Anluo was originally an independent country, and its living habits and other aspects were different from those of the Qian people, so the officials of the Qian country might not be able to manage it well.
Therefore, the Anluo Protectorate was specially set up, and people with originally distinguished status in Anluo were selected to serve as protectors and co-governed with the officials of the state government.
The most noble people in Anluo are of course the royal family.
The Anluo royal family had already withered away its heirs, leaving only Yue Xianluo, a fifteen-year-old girl who had been the queen for three days.
Wu Heng wanted her to be the protector of Anluo, but she was so deeply affected by the loss of her country and her family that she no longer wanted to stay in this land.
She had a pale face and kept retreating, crying and refusing to be An Luo's protector. This made Wu Heng feel heartbroken and disappointed at the same time.
I thought that now that she was righteous in every word, she had figured it out and came back to shoulder the responsibility of leading the people of Anluo.
As a result, she actually told him that she was going back to get married?!
"Uncle Wu." Wushuang smiled bitterly and said: "You know, the sea breeze makes me sick, fish and shrimps scare me... Among all the emperor's heirs, I am the only one who is least worthy of wearing the crown."
"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. I can't bear that weight... I'm not even worthy of being an Anluo person..."
"I could be the queen for those three days, but it was my turn because my brothers and sisters were gone and no one could succeed me."
"The people of Anluo now need someone who can help them live a stable life, rather than a good-for-nothing empress who once caused civil strife in Anluo and is not worthy of her name."
Wu Heng looked at her with a complicated expression and fell into a long silence.
He has taught the three Anluo emperors for decades, and only Yue Xianluo spent the most effort on it, but in the end it was difficult for him to take on important tasks.
In the past ten years since the Anluo Kingdom was destroyed, he has been filled with countless disappointments.
He always wanted to see that the princess who listened to his teachings carefully could shoulder the heavy responsibility of her family and country.
But at this moment, he had to admit it.
Times have changed, and every word she said makes sense.
She is not suitable for Anluo.
Anluo doesn't need a queen either.
After a long, long time, Wu Heng sighed, "Which son is he in the Yun family? The third son or the fourth son?"
Although he has never met other heirs of the Yun family, he also knows some of the war king's family affairs.
At such a young age and looking immature, they must not be the eldest and second sons of the war king who have been through battles for a long time.
"Xiao Mo, come here." Wu Shuang turned to Yun Zimo and called softly.
Yun Zimo has not been in the right mood since he came in. Now he walks over in a daze, feeling anxious in his heart.
Wushuang held his hand and introduced Wu Heng with absolute seriousness: "His name is Yun Zimo. He is the fourth son of the Yun family, the son of King Zhan and Princess Anping."
"The son of the princess?" Wu Heng's gray eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "Three wives and four concubines are prevalent in the Qian Kingdom. With your current status, can you be his wife?"
"Of course I can't do it." Wushuang lowered his head, looked at the hands intertwined between himself and Yun Zimo, and smiled softly: "But I like him, and as long as I can be with him, I won't care if I am a concubine.
"
Wu Heng's face was ugly, and his heart was even more sad.
Ten years later, she is still so stupid, willing to give up anything for the so-called love.
If she hadn't been deceived by that thief when she was young, many tragedies would never have happened -
But there were countless apologies in Wushuang's lowered eyes.
I'm sorry, teacher.
She knew that her actions today must have completely disappointed Uncle Wu.
But she could only do this to make Uncle Wu completely stop expecting her.
She will never come back to be the person who leads the people of Anluo to live happily, whether she is the queen of Anluo or the protector of Anluo.
She can't do it.
She is used to a free life, used to being Piaoping... but she will never get used to Anluo.
"Xiao Mo, he likes me too." Wu Shuang raised his head and said very seriously: "He said he would be good to me for the rest of his life. Teacher, don't worry." This chapter has been completed!