Qing Qing was very anxious and hurriedly said to Aunt Rong: "Old man, please let me go. I, I really don't want to enter the palace!"
However, Grandma Rong shook her head with a straight face and said: "Is there anything in the world that is not royal? Madam, you should just accept your fate!"
"I am from the Ming Dynasty, not from the Song Dynasty!" Wu Qing was helpless.
Aunt Rong sneered, "It's even more important for people from other countries! When I look back, I will report it to the official family and the Ming Dynasty, so that you can show your lintel and honor your ancestors!"
Wu Qing was completely helpless. Seeing that he couldn't fight again and again, and couldn't walk anymore, he looked helplessly at Aunt Rong and said, "No, what do you like about me? Can't I change it?"
Aunt Rong smiled slightly, but did not say anything. Instead, she secretly winked at a palace maid.
The palace maid raised the knife and dropped it.
Wu Qing suddenly felt his eyes go dark, then his head tilted and he fainted.
After loading Wuqing into a carriage, he drove away.
Such a scene made the people watching stunned.
Thinking that troubled times were coming, they all went home and closed their doors tightly.
When Zhuge Zhengwo and Zhui Ming returned to the inn, they did not find Wu Qing's figure and hurriedly went out to look for him.
The lanterns were on, but the bustling streets of Kaifeng in the past seemed deserted.
Zhuge Zhengwo, who was anxiously searching for traces of Wu Qing, suddenly noticed a figure stumbling forward, clutching his chest.
He hurriedly ducked around the corner of the street and observed secretly.
When the figure got closer, he took a closer look and found that he had gone out to look for the ruthless pursuit of life.
Not far behind him, a burst of chaotic footsteps came.
Zhuge Zhengwo hurriedly grabbed Zhuiming, then turned left and right, and finally stopped in front of a remote door.
Knocking on the door a few times rhythmically, the door opened immediately.
A lean old man slowly opened the door, "Who is it?"
"There is no grass anywhere in the world!"
"A date after dusk!"
The old man looked startled, and hurriedly clasped his fists and lowered his voice: "Kaifeng Chief Inspector Wu Laoliu has seen Shenhou!"
"Please come in quickly!"
Zhuge Zhengwo nodded slightly and led Zhui Mingshou into the door.
"Prepare a secret room, I want to heal him!"
"yes!"
After the two of them entered, Wu Laoliu stuck his head out of the door and looked around on the street.
After not noticing anything unusual, he hurriedly closed the door.
……
Qingyun Villa.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Dao got up early.
While still having breakfast, a maid reported that it was Li Erniu waiting to see him in the meeting hall.
When he arrived at the meeting hall, he saw that Li Erniu had been waiting here for a long time.
Zhang Dao asked with some confusion: "What's wrong with Erniu? Are you blocking your village owner so early?"
Li Erniu took out a piece of paper from his arms and said, "Master, what you told me yesterday has been reported back!"
"Oh? Tell me!" Zhang Dao sat on the chair, picked at his nails, blew on it again, and said nonchalantly.
"Yes!" Li Erniu unfolded the note and read: "The Emperor of Song Dynasty has arrived at Jujube this morning!"
"Sour dates?"
Zhang Dao was slightly stunned, stopped moving his hand, and glanced at Li Erniu unkindly.
"Are you fucking kidding me? The emperor has gone to Hangzhou, and the jujubes have reached the north. What is he doing there?"
Li Erniu scratched his head and said with some helplessness: "The inquiring brothers said that for some reason, the emperor suddenly changed direction and went to the jujube place, as if he was waiting for someone."
Zhang Dao frowned slightly, "Waiting for someone? Who is worthy of being an emperor? No, a supreme emperor himself? Are you here to deal with the owner of the village?"
"Haha, it seems that the owner of this village is too kind!"
Seeing that Li Erniu was also confused, Zhang Dao patted his chair and stood up, walking to Li Erniu's side.
He said to him: "Later, go find and arrange some luxury carriages and prepare them in advance. We will use them tomorrow!"
"Yes! Owner!"
Li Erniu's expression was shocked and he said happily: "Master, do you want me to arrange for some more brave brothers to follow you?"
Zhang Dao's eyes were startled and he looked at Li Erniu again.
He smiled and said: "Er Niu is not bad, he has learned to draw inferences from one example!"
"Hehehe, it's all taught by the village owner!"
Li Erniu rubbed his head and chuckled, looking like he deserved it.
"Hahaha! The flattery is a bit harsh, I have to study harder in the future!"
Zhang Dao patted Li Erniu's arm.
After a moment of thought, Wei Wei said, "We don't need too many manpower. Didn't Dacai and Ergou say they will arrive in Kaifeng tomorrow? Arrange people to pick them up in advance."
"Okay! Owner!"
Zhang Dao waved his hand, "Well, go and do your work, I'll go out for a while!"
After leaving the meeting hall, Zhang Dao's mind moved. He took out the Changhong Sword and was about to jump on the sword and leave.
At this moment, a clear and sweet voice came.
"Husband, husband!"
Zhang Dao stopped, looked back, and found that it was his wife Zhao Fujin.
She was hurriedly running towards her, her long black hair swaying behind her.
Then he took back Changhong, looked at Zhao Fujin and said, "What's wrong with Jin'er? Is there anything wrong with being so anxious?"
Zhao Fujin ran to Zhang Dao and stopped, holding Zhang Dao's arm, panting out of breath, shaking his head and speechless.
Only then did Zhang Dao realize that Zhao Fujin was holding a food box in his other hand.
Feeling warm in his heart, he touched Zhao Fujin's head and smiled gently: "I've already had breakfast, why should Jin'er do this?"
"Besides, your performance was not good last night. Why don't you take more rest today?"
Zhao Fujin blushed when he heard this and rolled his eyes at Zhang Dao, "My husband is bullying me so early in the morning!"
He raised the food box in his hand slightly and said, "This is not for you to eat!"
"If it's not for my husband, who is it for?"
Zhao Fujin was silent for a moment, and then said: "Are you planning to go find my father now?"
Zhang Dao nodded, "Yes, I was getting ready to leave, and you came."
"What? Did you ask me to bring you something? Or give you something?"
Zhao Fujin shook his head slightly and looked at Zhang with watery eyes: "Husband, I want to go with you to meet my father, do you think that's okay?"
Zhang Dao frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and nodded.
Knowing that Zhao Fujin was worried that her unsatisfactory father would make her angry again and lead to other serious consequences,
However, some words may be more effective when spoken by the children themselves!
"Forget it, let's take you to meet your dissatisfied father!"
Zhao Fujin: "..."
A rainbow light rose from Qingyun Mountain and rose into the clouds in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Dao's sword, Changhong, was not flying very fast in the sky.
Because there was Zhao Fujin on top of the Changhong Sword.
What made him a little helpless was that as soon as he reached high altitude, Zhao Fujin said that he felt dizzy, nauseated and wanted to vomit.
Zhang Dao was pleasantly surprised and thought she was pregnant, but after careful inspection several times, he found that she was not.
After repeated thinking, Zhang Dao finally came to an important conclusion.
That is,
Zhao Fujin, dizzy with the sword!
