Pick a Prince and Get Rich

Looking at the back of people and horses, Ji rurong got into the carriage.

"Let's go!" He gave an order to the coachman outside, and then he began to set out for Yuncheng again.

Liao yu'er closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. She frowned and asked, "who was that man just now? What did you say?"

Ji rurong was silent and didn't answer Liao yu'er's words at all.

"You're just a poor common man now. Is there anyone else rushing to flatter you?"

Ji rurong opened his eyes and looked at Liao yu'er sitting beside him. He still didn't answer her, but he felt guilty about Liao yu'er.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Is that what I said wrong?" Liao yu'er turned her head, then thought of something, and suddenly said, "I'll find the inn tomorrow. I want to wash up. I can't stand such a heavy burden all day long."

"Now that you know that I am a poor commoner, don't dream of living in an inn. When you go to Yuncheng, you have gone to my uncle. You can understand why people have to bow their heads under the eaves."

"You --" Liao yu'er stared at him.

Ji rurong said: "if you murmur again, I will leave you alone on this ancient road."

"Well, if you can, you'll know how to deal with me and have the ability to find the people who hurt you!" Liao yu'er was impatient and turned her back to him, but she didn't dare to say a word more.

However, Ji rurong's face was completely black.

Palace of Heavenly Purity.

White as the moon, the wind slowly, a moonlight into the hall, the hall lights.

Tong Guan waited on him, carefully studying the ink. He didn't dare to make any noise for fear of disturbing the emperor

Ji Hongfeng was lying at his desk, occasionally coughing. After reading these memorials, he looked up at the moonlight outside with emotion.

"He left safely?" Ji Hongfeng asked lightly.

Tong Guan is an old man who has been serving him for many years. He must know who he is. He said naively, "today I have left Guluo city and rushed to Yuncheng. When I wake up, I will arrive tomorrow morning."

"That's good!" Ji Hongfeng put down his brush and got up to approach the window. He wanted to enjoy the beautiful scenery, but he didn't want to rush in alone outside the palace. He suddenly changed his color.

"But what's the matter?"

"If you go back to the emperor, it's about the second son." This dark Wei is also a human spirit. He knows and changes Ji rurong's name in time.

"He said Ji Hongfeng held the casket tightly and turned his back to the visitor.

"Yes, Emperor." The dark Wei told Ji Hongfeng all the things that he found today, waiting for his fate.

However, Ji Hongfeng did not have any instructions.

"They will not let Rong Er go after all." Ji Hongfeng sighed. When he turned around, his eyes were full of disgust. "Tongguan, tomorrow morning, the king of xuanbeiping will come to see me."

"Yes, Emperor." Tong Guan answered, waved to signal that dark Wei retreated.

However, that night, Ji Hongfeng couldn't sleep all night. At five o'clock, he got up.

On the golden palace.

Ji Hongfeng looked at all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and saw the king of Peking. His mood was hard to calm. Even Ji rufan didn't reply to his report.

"Emperor, now that winter is approaching, seeing that the soldiers outside the border have no cotton padded clothes to wear, how about letting the jinxiufang in the palace and the palace maids sew winter clothes for the soldiers?" Ji rufan stands in the middle of the main hall, arched.

Ji Hongfeng turned a deaf ear. Seeing this, Shen Tu Qing stepped out: "the emperor, the prince said that he should sew cotton padded clothes for the soldiers."

Ji Hongfeng recovered and saw Ji rufan and Shen tuqing at the bottom. He frowned and answered.

"All right, let's go if we don't have to!" Ji Hongfeng suddenly got up and walked down from the Dragon chair. He said to Ji Ruchang, who was standing beside him, "King Peiping, you come with me."

Ji Ruchang arched: "yes, Emperor." Others are scattered.