The prince's cavalry, wearing feathers on their heads and black armor, had already arrived here one step ahead and were lined up on both sides of the street.
The crowd that was originally like a tide was now forced to retreat to the street, leaving an open avenue.
Under the gaze of many mounted guards, the two gorgeous carriages from Zhenbei Palace slowly moved forward.
The crowd was bustling, but no one among them had any criticism against King Zhenbei...
On the one hand, it’s because I really don’t dare.
But another, more important aspect is that they are sincerely convinced by Yan Dong.
Although Yan Dong, the king of Zhenbei, was domineering and ruthless, the sixteen states in the north under his governance were a scene of clear and clear administration.
The Northern Army under his command is even more brave and invincible, unparalleled in the world. The barbarians in Northern Xinjiang have not dared to go south and invade the Northern Territory for nearly twenty years. They only dare to occasionally harass Daqian and other places bordering Northern Xinjiang.
The people of the Northland live and work in peace and contentment. This is the most prosperous period in the Northland since the fall of the Ming Dynasty and the hundreds of years of fighting among the various countries.
As for Yan Dong forcing the Jiang family? Doting on his son?
What does that have to do with me, a common man?
Anyway, the Prince of Zhenbei usually doesn't bully me.
…
The carriage passed by, and the prince's cavalry guards on both sides immediately followed the carriage. This section of Huaxin Street returned to its original state, and the crowd continued to play.
But suddenly, Yan Wulu stopped the team.
Yan Wulu, who slightly opened the car curtain, finally found the target of his unnecessary efforts - Ye Changtian.
At the end of Yan Wulu's sight, there was a crazy beggar with disheveled hair.
The beggar was half-clothed, and his body could even be seen covered in blood stains and black mud under his torn clothes. He must have been bullied by others during this period.
He looked even more embarrassed than the average beggar, and he even consciously avoided the crowd.
But even though he was so dirty, smelly, and miserable, Yan Wulu spotted him in the corner of the crowd at a glance...
Just because he looked at Yan Wulu in the gorgeous carriage.
In those bright eyes, there is a powerful look with hatred and perseverance. It is unmistakable that it must be Ye Changtian!
…
"Lu'er, what's the matter? Why did you stop suddenly?"
After hearing Yan Wulu's order to stop, the prince's cavalry guards all looked at Zhenbei King Yan Dong.
Obviously, in their eyes, this prince's words are far less effective than the King of Zhenbei.
The King of Zhenbei, Yan Dong, ignored the captains of the cavalry guards at all. Instead, after stopping the team, he got out of the car himself and walked backwards to Yan Wulu's carriage.
The car curtain opens.
Yan Wulu got out of the car, accompanied by Chunhua who was fully clothed, and Jiang Yueling who was wearing Yan Wulu's brocade coat.
"Father, I heard that the taste of this steamed stuffed bun shop is unique in Yanbei, so I stopped the car specially to try it." Yan Wulu responded calmly.
Even though the surrounding cavalry guards were wearing face armor, they were still visibly frozen on their horses.
You actually asked the Zhenbei Army to stop for such a thing?
The Zhenbei Army has strict military discipline, and Zhenbei King Yandong is famous for his ruthlessness and harshness in the army.
Recall that at the beginning, even Cheng Huanian, the commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army who had more than 10,000 people under him, was punished by the King of Zhenbei with a twenty-horse whip for slowing down the march.
This son-in-law...
For some reason, some people felt that King Zhenbei was already getting angry.
"Lu'er, is this what you want?" There was no hint of gloominess in Yan Dong's words.
"Back to my father, yes." Yan Wulu said and cupped his hands again.
"good!"
Yan Dong suddenly beamed with joy and continued: "...Father, come and taste it together to see how these steamed buns that you have heard of taste like. All sergeants, come too, and make sure you have enough to eat. All accounts will be accounted for."
On top of Zhenbei Palace!"
While talking, Yan Dong actually put his hand on Yan Wulu's shoulder and happily went to the most conspicuous bun shop.
…
The boss of the bun shop is a short, fat and honest middle-aged man.
For a moment, when they saw countless soldiers escorting Prince Zhenbei and his son, they actually froze in place for a long time without daring to move.
Fortunately, when he heard that Zhenbei Wang Yandong was here to eat steamed buns, the boss couldn't help but be overjoyed. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stepped forward to greet him with a smile...
He felt that this might be a good opportunity to make his bun shop famous!
"Heron."
Yan Dong and Yan Wulu sat on a wooden table in the center, with Chunhua and Jiang Yueling waiting behind them.
Although the bun shop is nicely decorated, it is not too big. Only middle- and high-level mounted guards like the captain of the mounted guards are eligible to enter and sit at the other tables.
For more horse guards, their colleagues took the buns out and distributed them.
The original customers in the store had already paid their bills and slipped away quietly.
After all, ordinary people don't have the ability to remain calm and composed in the face of such a group of murderous demons.
"...Lu'er, don't tell me, these buns taste really good."
Yan Dong, King of Zhenbei, said while stuffing a golden steamed bun into his mouth. He didn't look like the King of Zhenbei at all.
Yan Wulu responded with a smile, while secretly glad that the taste of this bun shop did not disappoint...otherwise his excuse would be too distorted.
The short and fat boss of the steamed bun shop also burst into laughter when he heard this, and brought another basket of soup dumplings over...
Yan Dong was also very satisfied and asked people to reward the boss with an additional ten gold coins.
The atmosphere was peaceful until...
"You're such a damn beggar again. Don't you think this is a place for you to come?"
Outside the bun shop, the waiter's sharp voice suddenly sounded, followed by a burst of punches and kicks.
The pudgy boss's kind smile was a little stiff, and he secretly thought to himself that this stupid apprentice would just beat this crazy beggar to drive him away, but now that King Zhenbei is here, he is so arrogant and rude! Doesn't it mean that King Zhenbei is here to stay?
A bad impression?
Just as the pudgy boss was about to calm down, Yan Dong slightly raised his right hand to signal him not to move.
What kind of person is Yan Dong?
He could tell at a glance that the beggar in front of him was the boy named Ye adopted by the Jiang family, wasn't he?
I heard that after he was kicked out of the Jiang family, he went crazy and picked up garbage and ate it all day long. It seems that this is not a lie.
Yan Dong stood up and walked slowly towards the dispute.
…
Almost at the same moment when the waiter's voice spoke, Jiang Yueling also followed the voice.
At first, she just felt pity for the poor people, but for a moment, she vaguely felt that the beggar who was being beaten by many waiters felt an unprecedented sense of familiarity...
Jiang Yueling's eyes moved slightly, tears glistening.
In a sudden moment, she saw clearly the face of the man whose hair was pulled up. Wasn't it her brother Ye?!
Dad said that he would find a way to save brother Ye's life. How could it... become like this?
"Miss Jiang, you'd better not show it too obviously. Yan Dong will not tolerate you having other thoughts."