What do you think?

It is not known what Zhao Jun is thinking for the time being, but the people in Xianyang have already become extremely angry.

"Father, there's been no letter or news from Master. It's already September, and the New Year is just over a month away. I bet Master won't be able to return before the New Year."

Fusu went to the palace early this morning to inquire about the news about King Zhao from his father.

As a result, not only did he not receive any news from Shu County, he was also criticized by his father.

"I think she was having so much fun outside that she forgot to go back to the city."

Ying Zheng said unhappily without even raising his head.

Fusu stood aside in silence, not daring to speak.

"How about you, Father, write a letter to urge them to hurry up. If nothing else, just ask about the situation and see if anything has happened."

Fusu suggested cautiously and then was sneered back.

"I wrote her a letter, but she didn't know how to write back to report the situation. I had to ask her proactively. What kind of rules are these?"

Ying Zheng shouted loudly.

Fusu hurriedly lowered his head. His father seemed to be quite angry.

There was silence in the hall for a while.

Ying Zheng didn't say anything, and Fusu didn't dare to leave.

After a while, Fusu whispered the suggestion again.

"How about I write a letter to you, Master, to clarify the situation?"

Ying Zheng raised his eyes and glared at him, but this time he didn't get angry.

The hall fell silent again.

"Okay, you asked."

"Come here, bring some paper and pen, you can write here."

After receiving the order, Sun Cheng quickly came over with the things.

Fusu sat upright at the desk, his pen pausing from time to time.

Probably because Ying Zheng stood behind him like a hill.

He would glance at it from time to time and even make corrections out loud.

Fusu finished writing the entire letter with an expressionless face.

Haha, what’s the difference between this and you writing it yourself, father? Do you want me to write it for you?

Ying Zheng did not hear Fusu's complaints in his heart. Anyway, he was very satisfied in his heart.

Soon Fusu's "handwritten" letter flew out of Xianyang.

Mr. Zhao is still leisurely at this moment.

Although Xiao He deliberately used time to tease her, Zhao Jun was not at all panicked, and she did not deliberately enjoy herself.

Every day that she stayed in Shu County she was doing serious work.

However, what Xiao He said was not completely unreasonable. She had now completed the tea promotion work in Shu County.

Xiao He also opened up the main road of Shu County, and it was time to return to Xianyang.

But before that, we still have to go back to the state.

After Lu Jing and County Magistrate Yu said their goodbyes in a long-winded manner, they quickly left with Zhao Jun and the others.

The gravel road they walked on was newly built by Xiao He and his men, and it was quite flat.

It didn't take much effort for everyone to return to the prefecture.

Before returning to Xianyang, I still have to finish the matter in Shu County.

Especially since they received Cheng Jing’s invitation not long after they returned.

Now the news of tea has spread throughout Shu County, and the Cheng sisters have naturally received the news as well.

Cheng Jing sighed at the time that this female official was truly an extraordinary person.

I also have some respect for Chengyu.

Although Cheng Xin still disliked her, he really liked the tea she made, so he stopped saying bad things about her openly.

Not long after Zhao Jun came back, Cheng Jing sent the Cheng family to post the invitation.

The Shu embroidered robe that she had promised to give to Zhao Jun was ready.

Upon receiving the news, Zhao Jun naturally took Lu Jing and Xiao He with him without hesitation.

This time I didn’t go to Cheng’s house but went directly to the big yard where Cheng’s family made Shu embroidery.

There are busy workers inside, making Shu brocade or dyeing.

After they met and exchanged some pleasantries, Cheng Jing showed her the Shu embroidered robe he had just made.

This was the first time that Zhao Jun saw pure handmade Shu embroidery clothes at such a close distance.

Even in modern times, there is no such thing.

Several people couldn't help but come forward to appreciate it carefully.

The overall style of the robe is Qin-style with curved hems, and the color is sky blue, with orchid patterns densely embroidered on it with silk threads.

You can tell how exquisite it is just by looking at it.

Zhao Jun fell in love with her at first sight.

"The Cheng family's Shu embroidery lives up to its reputation."

She couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Cheng Jing smiled calmly, but he was proud in his heart.

After a few people admired it for a while, Cheng Jing asked someone to pack it and hand it to Zhao Jun.

Logically speaking, there is no more grudge between her and the Cheng family.

But for Cheng Jing's sake and her judgment of the Cheng family.

Before leaving, Zhao Jun secretly reminded Cheng Jing of something.

Soon their figures disappeared from Cheng Jing's sight.

After that, Zhao Jun was completely safe in Shu County, and they finally packed up and planned to return to Xianyang.

"Today is September 14th. Xiao He was right. We really have to set off in mid-September."

Liu Bang counted the days and remembered Xiao He's previous teasing.

If they pack up in the next two days and leave tomorrow, it will be the middle of the month.

"Yes, yes, so we have to hurry up. I'm afraid we really won't be able to make it back to Xianyang for the New Year."

Zhao Jun dealt with it while thinking about his things.

"We need to hurry. The weather is getting colder. The climate in Shu County is still good, but it gets colder the closer we get to Xianyang. It's very painful to travel in cold weather."

Xiao He raised a point that made people lament.

Yes, she almost forgot the temperature. She could already imagine how difficult the journey back to the city would be.

As they were packing up, Lu Jing walked in.

What he held in his hand was the letter written by Fusu.

Zhao Jun was just about to open it to take a look. She had also written a letter to Xianyang two days ago saying that she wanted to go back.

Her letter had only been sent out four or five days ago, so Ying Zheng would probably not receive it until they were almost there.

She opened the letter and took a quick look. It was written by Fusu.

That's the content of this letter...

She read through it quickly, and when Liu Bang leaned over to take a peek, she closed the envelope.

"Is it a letter from the king? Is he asking when we will return?"

Liu Bang came over to inquire.

Zhao Jun stuffed the letter back with an expressionless face.

"Haha, it's true that it was the King who sent us a letter. He told us that if we didn't return before the New Year, we would have to think about the consequences."

She could tell it at a glance. Although the handwriting was Fusu's, the way of speaking was completely different.

Not to mention the meaning revealed explicitly or implicitly throughout the letter.

Ying Zheng was very angry and asked them to come back as soon as possible.

"Ah! The king has spoken, why don't we hurry and set off? Even if we run fast now, we may not be able to catch up."

Liu Bang began to shout loudly.

"It's okay. There's always a chance we might miss the trip. The most important thing is to be careful on the road."

"Besides, we've worked so hard all year, we shouldn't be punished in the end."

Zhao Jun was very calm. After all, she was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

It seems that this description is not so nice.