When Zhao Huan walked to the motorcade, two women stepped out of the most luxurious carriage in the middle, one behind the other.
It was Li Shishi and Xiao Yaner.
"Your Majesty!"
When Xiao Yaner saw Zhao Huan, she was like a fly smelling fishy meat. She couldn't help but spread her arms and pounced on Zhao Huan.
"Your Majesty is so cruel. He left this slave in the Red Swallow Pavilion and didn't know how to visit him for so long."
"My slave misses you so much that I toss and turn every night and can't sleep."
Xiao Yan'er hugged Zhao Huan's waist tightly, wishing she could plunge into Zhao Huan's arms.
Li Shishi walked up to Zhao Huan elegantly and bowed slightly to salute.
"The slave family pays homage to the prince."
"The slave family has long wanted to leave Kyoto and steal a few days of leisure. This trip to Taiyuan Prefecture is just what they want."
"There is Magnolia in charge of the Hongyan Pavilion, so nothing will go wrong."
"On the next journey, the slave family will be entirely taken care of by the prince."
Before Zhao Huan could speak, Xiao Yan'er curled her lips and said angrily: "How can Master Li let the prince take care of you? It's you who should take care of the prince."
Master Li has long been accustomed to getting along with Xiao Yan'er, and he is not angry. He chuckles and says: "My prince and I, who takes care of whom, what is there to worry about?"
Zhao Huan seemed to be stroking Xiao Yan'er's head, but in fact he was secretly exerting force in an attempt to pull Xiao Yan'er away from his body.
As a result, this damn girl is like bullshit plaster. Once it sticks on, it can't be shaken off.
There was no choice but to let her go.
Zhao Huan and Li Shishi looked at each other and smiled: "I am not a rich waste, why should anyone take care of me?"
"But if Master Li needs my care, I will never refuse."
Feeling Zhao Huan's squinting look, Li Shishi was not shy at all. After all, what kind of man has she never seen? She was naturally able to deal with it with ease.
"Since the prince has said so, let's just share a carriage with the slave family."
Xiao Yan'er, who had always been at odds with Master Li, was extremely supportive when she heard this.
"That's right! Your Majesty, please come with the servants."
"Hehehe, this way the slave family can serve the prince better."
Xiao Yan'er let go of Zhao Huan, ran to the carriage, picked up the curtain, and put on a posture of "asking you to enter the urn".
How could Zhao Huan be afraid?
He immediately stepped in and walked in.
The mighty motorcade then headed towards Taiyuan Prefecture.
The brave warriors opened the way, and the personal soldiers came to the rear. In addition to the carriage Zhao Huan was riding, there were also twenty carriages following.
Except for Zhu Peng and Wang Daquan who were traveling with them, the rest of the carriages were all used to transport supplies.
The various types of armor and weapons alone can hold ten carriages.
From heavy armor to arrows, we have them all.
The rest of the carriage contained some clothing and food.
In order to ensure the safety of Zhao Huan, Wang Ben specially sent three brave warriors to ride ahead on horseback and carry out support and sentry duty in three different directions, five miles away from the convoy.
Because the goal is clear and there are no stops, the journey is very fast.
In just five days, we arrived in Xingzhou, leaving only two days away from Taiyuan Prefecture.
Zhao Huan had no intention of entering Xingzhou City, so he temporarily camped outside the city to rest and set off for Taiyuan Prefecture early tomorrow morning.
July is not supposed to be cold yet, but this year the coolness came earlier than in previous years.
It was still late summer in Bianjing, but the autumn wind was already bleak in Xingzhou, and everyone had to put on an extra layer of clothes.
Zhao Huan was the most comfortable. He was lying in the soft carriage and soundly asleep.
Despite Zhao Huan's repeated prohibitions, Xiao Yan'er still disobeyed her orders. While Zhao Huan was sleeping, she hugged Zhao Huan's waist tightly, as if she would not give up until she married into the palace.
Master Li sat next to him with his legs curled up, looking at the dark night outside the car window, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan'er joked in a low voice: "Does Master Li also have something on his mind?"
Hearing this, Master Li couldn't help but smile: "Why can't I have something to worry about?"
Xiao Yan'er pouted and looked at Master Li with a look of envy and jealousy: "Master Li has made friends with scholars all over the world. No matter where he goes, he is greeted by people."
"Even if you don't have a prince, you can still live a life of fine clothes and fine food."
"On the other hand, the slave family can only rely on men in this life."
Master Li was so smart that he immediately heard what Xiao Yaner meant, and immediately smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't compete with you for the prince."
"There's no need to rob her. After all, you will never marry into the prince's palace."
Xiao Yan'er suddenly became unhappy, let go of Zhao Huan's hold, sat up, and looked at Master Li angrily.
"Even Zheng Qingyun can marry her, why can't I?"
"In terms of beauty, I'm not much worse than Zheng Qingyun."
Master Li smiled and shook his head: "Although you are good at playing with men, you are still too naive."
"Zheng Qingyun did once become a singer, but she was a virgin and had not been tainted in any way. Moreover, she was the daughter of an official."
"Even if you are an official in a small place and you are still guilty, you still cannot change your status and class."
"What about you? Are you from a farmer's background?"
These words were a big blow to Xiao Yan'er.
Little did they know that Master Li felt the same way about Xiao Yaner's helplessness and pain.
After all, she also came from a humble background. If she hadn't met a noble person, she would never be where she is today.
But this fortune has reached its limit. Without Zhao Huan's help, she would never be able to take another step forward.
This world has always been very cruel.
Some people work hard all their lives, but they are not as good as others.
Even Zhao Huan was the same. If he was not the eldest son of the emperor, but just an ordinary prince, then those crazy behaviors would be enough to kill Zhao Huan hundreds of times.
No one admits the importance of family background, but family background is a real and insurmountable gap.
Even the retainers Zhao Huan recruited were from the gentry class...
Ordinary people have no choice but to join the army and exchange their lives for wealth.
Zhao Huan didn't fall asleep at all. Hearing the conversation between Li Shishi and Xiao Yan'er, he felt quite emotional.
From ancient times to the present, and even...in the future, wherever there are people, no matter how developed and advanced they are, class origin is an unspoken rule that cannot be changed.
Having a good background can save you decades of struggle.
Even Zhao Huan couldn't change this.
And just when Zhao Huan turned over and was about to go back to sleep, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the carriage.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Ben roared like muffled thunder.
"Enemy attack!"
"There are thousands of thieves. We are less than five miles away from the convoy. Hurry up and defend yourself against the enemy!"
The atmosphere in the carriage became tense instantly. Li Shishi and Xiao Yaner looked at Zhao Huan in unison.
Zhao Huan stretched out, sat up casually, opened the curtains, and asked Sun He who was just coming over: "The night raiders, are they local bandits?"