"No!" Yang Yizhong quickly corrected himself. "As the saying goes, a gentleman cannot bear to eat his flesh when he hears his voice, and cannot bear to see his death when he sees his life. The government investigates the people's sentiments and understands their sufferings. Although it is just a kind word, it is the benevolence of a gentleman. And how can the benevolence of a gentleman be differentiated between the emperor and ordinary people?"

Liu Yan was standing by and wanted to flatter him, but when he opened his mouth to speak, he couldn't think straight, so he could only bite the bullet and add, "Your Majesty, I think so too."

Zhao Jiu, who was standing in front of him, couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He laughed until tears came out. Then he turned around and glanced at the two of them: "Pingfu (Liu Yan) can't say it, so don't say it. Zhengfu (Yang Yizhong) can say it, so you might as well say more... Zhengfu, aren't you worried that if I really go to the Jiegou market, then Li Xianggong will scold you or even punish you? That's why you said it tactfully. It's okay to stroll around the countryside, but don't go into Jiegou. Because as an official, it's meaningless for me to do such things. It's more useful to act like a puppet."

Yang Yizhong, who had a dignified appearance, rarely gave a dry laugh. He did not refute, but rode forward again and immediately resumed his normal dignified demeanor:

"Your Majesty! I am not only afraid of the Prime Minister, I am also worried about your safety... In the market, you cannot ride a horse or show your sword. Not to mention the turbulent times, if there are really daring people, you will be in trouble. Just say that your round-necked red robe, pretending to be a prince, is not enough to fool the country folk. When you get to the market town, it will definitely alarm those who are interested. When your identity is exposed, there are many people, good and bad, so it is inevitable that something will go wrong, and you will not be able to really see anything."

Emperor Zhao nodded slowly and said seriously, "I understand. Zhengfu is trying to persuade me to take off this dress before going!"

Yang Yizhong was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

At the same time, Liu Yan and Liu Pingfu, who were unable to keep up and speak, also looked at the two people in front with strange expressions... Speaking of it, Emperor Zhao is an emperor, and he is good at both civil and military affairs, and he is also good at talking. After all, he is an emperor, and he can't think about it. But in the past few months, Liu Yan has been accompanying the emperor for a long time, and he has discovered that Yang Yizhong, whom he had always thought was a majestic figure, is a truly extraordinary person.

Considering that Yang's six generations had been generals, he was a general from a family of generals. He also had a dignified appearance, was tall, disciplined the army, and was also very good at archery and horsemanship. At first glance, he looked like a famous general in ancient times. But how did he learn such a crooked skill of a civil servant? And he, a Jinshi (even if it was a Jinshi from the Liao Dynasty, it was still a Jinshi), did not understand these things at all, so that the emperor said that he was afraid that Liu Pingfu would not speak well.

Just as Yang Yizhong and Liu Yan were lost in their own thoughts, Emperor Zhao over there, after telling a cold joke, saw that the two people on his side and behind him were also lost in their thoughts, but suddenly he seized the opportunity to speed up his horse, and in an instant he ran more than a hundred steps away, heading straight towards the boundary ditch... Yang and Liu were stunned for a moment, then secretly said that something was wrong, and they both reined in their horses and sped up, trying their best to catch up.

Besides, the political meeting in the Buddhist temple ended in the afternoon, so it was already afternoon when they came out. After visiting two villages, it was almost evening, so Yang Yizhong's real intention was to keep saying "nice things" to delay the Emperor Zhao and let the matter go.

However, after spending time together, although Zhao Guanjia may not understand Yang Yizhong's cunning mind, he has also become alert. And as an official, he can flip the table and do whatever he wants at any time... Of course, it is also possible that he was forced by Li Xianggong to be a panda duck and was tired... So he suddenly ran away and acted like a spoiled child.

Back to the present, not to mention that Liu Yan couldn't understand why the emperor, who grew up in Bianliang, the most prosperous place in the world, wanted to play in such a wild town; nor did he mention that Yang Yi was worried that the emperor would get tired of his flattery... Just say that the emperor Zhao was always good at riding horses, and he could ride ahead on the plains. But Yang and Liu and the cavalry behind them couldn't catch up with the good horse under the emperor's crotch because of their armor. Instead, they were getting farther and farther away, so that the two didn't dare to think about it at the end, and just chased desperately.

It was not until sunset that Yang and Liu, with dozens of riders, caught up with Emperor Zhao. They were shocked to find that the emperor did not enter the town. Instead, he stopped his horse on the bank of the Yingshui River in the southwest direction of the town. Then, he looked down at the Jiegou town in a trance.

Yang and Liu did not dare to disturb the official, so they followed him and looked around together.

This small riverside town in the Central Plains has a ferry connecting to the Yingshui River in front and a puddle of earth piled up with wooden fences in the back. It is only a few hundred steps in radius and has only dozens of decent large houses. There are also some shacks made of grass and trees, forming an open-air market, which is quite simple.

Only at this time the imperial procession stopped several miles away, and young men and women from several villages in between came here to take shelter. There were also some family members and servants of the imperial officials, who brought gold beads and other items to sell, and purchased scarce items such as cloth and food. Therefore, it did seem that there were more people and it was more lively.

At this time, the sun was setting and the market was about to close. Some brave villagers dressed in short jackets were worried about their families and went out of the market in groups of three or five, chatting about what they had seen that day while carefully heading towards the village. However, some merchants and common people kept calling out to the fishermen and boatmen at the ferry, asking them to help them cross the river to the west, as if they had come from the other side of the Yingshui River and were now returning to their homes on the other side.

When he turned around, he saw that the last group of people coming out of the market were obviously the people in charge of purchasing for the imperial court. He saw a few young eunuchs shouting and ordering porters to drive carts out, and they were actually coming towards him along the river bank. When they got closer, he could see clearly in the dim light of the setting sun that they were going to deliver several carts of winter vegetables to the imperial court.

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