The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 505
[Chapter 505 Leaving the City]
When Xiu’er heard this question, she shook her head and said, “I haven’t seen Her Highness the Princess.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Fang Xiu nodded and continued to drink porridge, feeling a little confused.
Zhao Yan should have already known about the fact that she was appointed as the inspector and would leave Beijing to inspect the three roads in the Central Plains.
According to her character, she should have appeared in front of him, clamoring, and asking him to take her out to explore the world.
However, he didn’t see her figure for three or four days in a row, and he didn’t know what she was doing.
No matter what she does, there is definitely no need to worry about her safety.
Back in Zuihua Pavilion, the image of the old woman using chopsticks as arrows was still deeply imprinted in his mind.
After all, that was the first time he saw the force that extraordinary people could achieve.
“Okay.”
Fang Xiu finished the last bit of porridge, stood up, looked at Xiu’er, and ordered: “While the young master is away, you should take care of yourself. The weather is getting cold, so wear more clothes. Next month “
Master, I’m going back home, don’t be anxious.”
“Yes! You must be obedient.”
Fang Xiu’s words were standard concern for future generations, but when they fell into Xiu’er’s ears, she took them extra seriously. He nodded very seriously.
When Fang Xiu saw this scene, he couldn’t help but give a few more words of advice before walking out of the house.
I stayed in the backyard for a moment and looked around, but still didn’t see Zhao Yan.
He thought for a moment, then walked towards the door of the mansion without waiting.
The carriage had already been parked in front of the Fang Mansion. Fang Xiu sat in the carriage. Without giving any instructions, the coachman drove the carriage to the outskirts of Shenji Camp in a familiar manner.
After going out, the coachman was naturally not the original coachman from Fang Mansion, but was replaced by a soldier from the Shenji Battalion.
Before joining the army again, he worked as a coachman for a period of time, driving a carriage for a wealthy family in the capital.
He is both a driver and a soldier, and he can remain calm even in the face of danger.
This was confirmed just an hour later.
“Huh————”
The carriage left Shenji Camp, and not long after driving forward, it encountered a group of farmers wearing rough cotton clothes blocking the road on the official road.
The coachman saw this scene from a distance and stopped the carriage without any panic.
When the guards of the Shenji Battalion riding horses on both sides of the carriage saw this, they all became alert.
Although the people in front of them were all unarmed, no one was holding a weapon, and they all seemed to be farmers nearby.
However, no one knows the background of these people until they have real contact. What if these guys are assassins sent by those evil-minded guys in the southwest?
In the carriage, Fang Xiu had just taken out the cards and was about to entertain himself when he felt a violent jolt.
So, he opened the curtain and asked, “What’s going on?”
Beside the car curtain, Bai Xiaochun was riding a horse, looking ahead with vigilant eyes. When he heard his young master’s voice, he turned around hastily, showed a flattering smile, and answered He said, “Master, there are some farmers blocking the road ahead, but I don’t know why.” Fang Xiu
nodded and said, “Send someone to ask.”
“Yes!”
Bai Xiaochun responded and looked to the side. The knight gave an order: “Your Majesty has an order, go ahead and ask why they are blocking the road.”
“Yes!”
Although these pro-army soldiers are affiliated with the pro-army government, Fang Xiu has been their direct superior for such a long time. .
And since Bai Xiaochun was a close confidant of their direct Shangguan, a tacit understanding was naturally formed.
The knight responded, rode forward, stopped about ten steps away, dismounted, walked forward, and spoke a few words to the leader.
Then, he hurriedly ran back and reported: “Sir, those people in front said that they were favored by you and wanted to meet you to express their gratitude in person, send some things, and talk about friendship.
” favor?
I have never left Kyoto City several times. How can I be kind to these farmers I have never met? When Fang Xiu heard this,
he
was slightly startled. He had some doubts in his heart, but the expression on his face was very indifferent. He said calmly: “I know, I will go out to meet them.
“
He hesitated, thought about it, and then said: “Sir, safety is the first priority. You should stay in the carriage. If you have anything to say to those people, just convey it to those people.”
Fang Xiu heard this, thought for a while, and said: “Since they want to see me, they have naturally been waiting here for a long time. Not seeing me even once is a bit too unkind.
Besides, I don’t need you to protect me here. I believe you.”
After that, He got up and got out of the carriage.
When the pro-military guards heard the words “I believe in you”, they felt a little warm in their hearts. They became more vigilant one by one, looking at the farmers, ready to respond to the attack at any time.
“You are the new Amber, Uncle Fang, right? You are indeed a talented person, as beautiful as a tree in the wind, handsome and unrestrained, wise and brave.”
As soon as Fang Xiu got off the carriage, the leading farmer came up to him, with excitement on his face, and he spoke. The
words “Yushu Linfeng” and “Yushu Linfeng”
are fine when taken alone, but they seem a bit strange when put together.
However, with this farmer’s knowledge reserve, which cannot read a word of Chinese characters, it is extremely rare to be able to say these words.
It was obvious that he wanted to say something complimentary, but due to his limited expression ability, he really couldn’t think of any good words, so he had to give up.
If Fang Xiu heard such compliments on weekdays, he would definitely kick him in the face.
What’s the use of boasting if it’s of such low quality.
However, when he heard the farmer’s words, he felt very simple. The reason was very simple. What he saw on the farmer’s face was not the flattery of others when facing him, but real gratitude.
Including the excitement shown when he saw himself just now, it was also very real, without any trace of forgery.
It can be seen that this farmer, including the people behind him, truly want to thank himself.
It is precisely because of this that Fang Xiu is even more confused.
What have you done to make them so grateful?
It seems that I have never seen them.
After thinking about it, I still couldn’t think of it.
So, he asked very straightforwardly: “Have you seen me before?”
The man shook his head and replied hurriedly: “No, no, this is the first time we have met you, uncle.”
“Then why do you want to thank you?” Me?”
Fang Xiu asked.
When the man heard this, he was slightly startled, obviously not expecting that the new Amber would ask this question.
Of course, his reaction was also very fast, and he hurriedly explained: “Not only us, but the people in the entire suburbs of Beijing all remember your kindness!
Without your guidance at the beginning, how could we guys who couldn’t read a single word know about chela? Shrimps are actually edible”
(End of Chapter)
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